Romanian Eagle

"Hello, Mr. Poponov."

Serov really did something extraordinary, and the next day, he met this amazing businessman with great fanfare at the place where he stayed.

In the face of Serov's undisguised freedom, Poponov didn't know what idea he was playing, so he had to agree. "Your Excellency Special Envoy, hello. I didn't know you were looking for me..."

Special Envoy Shelov reached out to stop Poponov's speech. "My friends call me Sheloff, and I like to be called Yuri. I think it's not good for the special envoy to show that we are too different."

"Then take the liberty to call your Excellency Mr. Yuri."

Poponov didn't know why this Shelov said this, but he could only follow Shelov's words. Although he didn't know why Shelov would look for him so politely, it probably had a lot to do with what he did.

"Just call Yuri, plus Mr. is too raw."

Serov's words made Poponov feel that the danger was approaching, and a special envoy of the Russian government who was powerful in the Russian government was speaking to him like this, which seemed to be a big deal. But now Poponov can only see the tricks and see what Mr. Yuri is planning.

After thinking about this, Poponov told Serov overjoyed like a businessman who had climbed to a high branch. "Then I'll call your Excellency Yuri. I really didn't expect me and you to have such a relationship with Yuri."

Serov poured two glasses of wine himself, handed one to Poponov and said. "Since we are friends now, may I ask you to do me a favor as a friend?"

Poponov's inner alarm sounded, and he pretended to be interested. "What a favor? As long as I, Poponov, can do it, I'll be willing to help."

Shelov said it with all his might. "Can you help me find out how much is smuggled in the Caucasus?"

Popovich held down his beating heart and spoke with a trembling voice. "His Excellency Special Envoy, I'm just a businessman. How could I know these contents? Is there a misunderstanding?"

Seeing Popovov's somewhat panicked face, Serov took out a document and read it. "Poponov, formerly known as Jan Srgais, is from Romania and is now the largest smuggler in the Caucasus. According to investigations, he accounts for 67% of the smuggling share in the Caucasus, of which Baku oil smuggling is the most lucrative part. , so it operates most reliably in Baku.”

Serov was seriously in front of Popov, reading his information. Sheloff likes to crush a person's heart in person. Seeing his target's collapsed, remorseful, fearful expression made him feel human, so he was waiting for Popov's reaction.

In fact, Popovov's heart is full of fear now, and he has almost forgotten the training he received in Romania for the pressing of the special envoy of Serov. But seeing Serov didn't call for someone to arrest him, it made Popovov feel that there might be hope.

Popovov used his brain to think about what he had that deserved Shelov's attention. Is it your network in the Caucasus? Your identity as a smuggler? Or his Romanian identity?

Looking at Popovov's eager thinking, Serov directly opened the answer. "Poppo, do you know why I didn't catch you, the biggest asshole in the Caucasus?"

Serov didn't wait for Popov to explain, stared at him and answered himself. "That's because you're useful to me now."

Shelov's words made Popovov a sigh of relief. Although I don't know what it is for this Shelov, I believe that I am useful, indicating that at least the current smuggling network will not be destroyed by this special envoy, which is good news for Popovov.

Popovov's expression Serov said again. "Do you know how useful you are?"

"Is it the network I smuggled?"

Facing Popov's answer, Serov replied. "It's one aspect."

"Because of my connections in Romania?"

"That's one aspect too."

Seeing Popovich guessing everywhere,

Serov suddenly didn't want to tease the man who worked for the Romanian government.

"I need you to put a word on your top."

"What?"

"I want to be able to get some people out of Russia and need to settle them in a country that is now free from war?"

"no problem."

Serov's words, Popovov answered very frankly, but he didn't know that Serov had not finished speaking.

"What I need is to send hundreds of people out of the country, and you also need to give me an amount of $500,000 as my compensation."

Popovich knew that sending him abroad was not just a matter of buying a ferry ticket, he also needed to settle it down, otherwise he would not talk to him specifically. Popovich retorted directly. "This price is too high. It costs at least three or four million dollars to send hundreds of people out. It's more than worth the price just to change your default."

Serov's price of $500,000 plus hundreds of people made Popov, a businessman of money and power, feel too high. You must know that the two Nicholas His Excellency only took so much. The Shelov envoy He Dehe can take this amount. You must know that with this money, Popovov dared to arrange an accident for this Shelov His Excellency. 50,000 tons of crude oil profit.

Facing Popov's rebuttal, Serov said with a smile. "And what about adding something else?"

In the face of Serov's betrayal, Popovich had to pick it up. "Add what?"

Sheloff continued with a smile. "100,000 tons of grain stored in Tsaritsyn (Stalingrad), and 20,000 cattle and sheep."

Looking at the puzzled Popov, Serov briefly introduced the origin of these goods. In fact, Serov asked Popovov to arrange hundreds of people to go abroad, because these people were considered to be more than a dozen nobles who supported the tsar in this Russian revolution, but they were mainly small and medium-sized nobles. These nobles did not have a good impression of the outbreak of the revolution, but they had no ability to stop it, so they planned to leave Russia, but they just left Russia and needed money to live in other places.

And Serov is the representative of these nobles who jointly launched the provisional government, and it happens that the mayor of Tsaritsin is a member of one of the nobles. After exchanging many benefits, Serov became a special envoy to the Caucasus and began to prepare the plan.

After hearing Shelov's explanation, Popovov felt that it was still feasible, but it needed to be sent to the country for instructions. However, I believe that Shelov will like the gift prepared by myself.

"Your Excellency Special Envoy, I still need to ask the country for instructions on your condition, but I believe it's not a big problem." Popovich first praised and then continued. "Mr. Shelov's tour in the Caucasus is also very hard. I specially prepared some relaxing gifts for your Excellency."

"Even, is it?"

Shelov asked with interest. It is estimated that these people have already inquired about his hobbies, but his vision is not low, but he just doesn't know the quality of the gifts sent by Popovich?

The blond beauties that Popovoff then brought in really fit Serov's taste. In particular, a beautiful woman named Valia, even Serov rarely encountered, he was very satisfied with this.

And Popovov also received a telegram from Romania a few days later, agreeing to Serov's request, and asking Popovov to assist in transporting Tsaritsin's grain and livestock back to Romania.

Hundreds of Russian nobles and their families then withdrew from Russia with the help of the Romanian government. Most of them went to the United States, and other nobles who had ideas about Russia were scattered in Sweden, Holland, Spain and other places. However, Serov did not leave with them, but stayed. He also specially married the Ukrainian beauty named Valya. This is also very surprising, but I believe it must have its purpose. ()

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