Vol 3 Chapter 54: Cabovanez

Kiev, the birthplace of Russia, the third largest city and industrial town in the former Soviet Union.
By the end of April, the temperature here can feel a significant rise.
October Square... well, the Independence Square, which was renamed not long ago, was divided into the north and the south by Kreschatyk Street.
On the south side of the square is the central independence memorial column, and on the top is the mother of Slavic mythology-Pele Hernaya. The Stalin-style building complex on the hillside behind the square is the hote Lu Kraine that Shen Jiannan plans to stay in during this trip.
Here is the busiest commercial street in Kiev.
As the sun rises to the sky, many girls who are not afraid of the cold wore tight-fitting clothing and leather jackets of various colors walking on the street. Blond and blue eyes, black hair and brown eyes, white and delicate faces, outlined lines. Beautiful scenery, or simply short skirts and blouses, showing strong and cold-resistant legs, walking in twos and threes or alone on the street, so many crooked nuts who have just arrived here can't help but frequently look at them.
Too many beauties.
The eyes are full of long and slender legs, revealing a back, walking around when the waves are up and down, it will make people think about it. If you cast a glance at random, you will see someone dribbling on the street, in the dribbling girls stepping or laughing, testing the willpower of the men.
Convex and concave, curvy girls, young girls in traditional Ukrainian costumes and beautiful oil paintings can be seen everywhere. There is no shortage of big beauties who make men's hormones explode, and even women may bend their waists when they see it.
Hote exposed Kraine's door, and Shen Jiannan habitually raised his eyebrows with the phone in his hand, feeling speechless.
One million dollars sells the ultimate, but also buy one get 50 people free.
No loss is known as the biggest prodigal country in history.
Cheap, so cheap.
I just don’t understand it. It inherits nearly 800,000 active-duty military personnel, 35% of the former Soviet Union’s military industrial enterprises, 40% of high-tech talents, and Caucasus oil fields.
If you only learn from the landlords in the Middle East who sell oil, the tens of millions of people in Ukraine can be rich in oil. Even if you don’t want to sell energy, such a powerful country that manufactures high-end weapons wholesale, you can live a happy life. .
What's so special, why is it the harem garden of an adult house?
It's... so drunk, free, democratic, and poisonous.
"Boss. Is there anything else to explain."
"Not yet. You can arrange for a helicopter to come over there. I'm going to Chenilvitch."
"it is good."
"..."
Money is a good thing.
As Bobby Alimovich Kurishenko said, as long as you have money, you can buy anything.
The Yellow House of the Black Sea in Odessa.
Zheng Zheng hung up and spoke with a dark face.
"Poppy. Listen, my boss now needs a helicopter to go to Chenilvitch. Can you handle it for me?"
"Dear Zheng. You know, it's just a small thing, right."
"OK. I promise you, but I hope you can keep this matter secret. Otherwise, it will be a nightmare for you and for us."
"Haha..."
After hearing Zheng Zheng's request, the young Kurishenko laughed exaggeratedly.
For an unprecedented time, this servant didn't know where he got Huaxia cigarettes and threw one to Zheng Zheng and Marat Savage.
"My dearest friends, our Jewish motto is that the interests of customers come first. As long as there is money to make, I can sell my soul to you. Secondly, when making money, we must minimize our risks. Please believe My credibility."
"..."
Zheng Zheng shrugged, not commenting on what little Kurishenko said.
"Others, we can talk about it. Now, you need to arrange a helicopter to go to Kiev."
"No problem. Give me ten minutes and I will take care of everything."
Buzzing--
The helicopter on the top floor of the villa roared, and the young Kurishenko boarded the plane and waved away.
There were no obstructions in the air flight, and various corners and reductions were omitted. It did not take long for the armed helicopter to land at the Odessa garrison base.
Humming cheerful songs, Bobby Alimovich Kurishenko walked into the largest office of the defending base.
Ukrainians, drinking alcohol is already the same thing, even more widespread than tobacco. Walking into the office, Poppy saw his uncle Kurishenko holding a hip flask, drinking wine like a river.
Rotating the Bentley car keys prepared for the old Kurishenko in his hand, Bobby said sadly.
"Uncle. Your body can no longer drink so much alcohol. Now, it's time for you to enjoy life. Look at those bureaucrats. They drive luxury cars, live in villas, and swim on yachts every day. In the Black Sea, there are always different beauties to accompany, and even young and beautiful maids.
You have done so much for this country, it is time to relax. "
Old Kurishenko put down the hip flask, glanced at the Bentley car key that Bobby had put on the table, and forgot to look outside.
A light blue Bentley was parked in the courtyard downstairs.
After thinking about it, Old Kurishenko put down his hip flask, grabbed the key, and said.
"I think you are right."
Bobby’s face was filled with joy from the heart, he was happy for his uncle to make such a choice.
"Uncle. I think I will have a few more young aunts soon. You can do it."
Maybe it was because he was a little drunk after drinking too much, maybe because he thought of something else, or because he was teased by his son-like nephew, old Kurishenko's face was flushed.
"How is it with those people."
"Your nephew goes out, of course everything is not a problem. Eight hundred thousand dollars apiece, fifty people are given away. Oh my God, we are going to be rich."
"Bobby. I will go to hell."
"Uncle. You can't think so. Will there be plump, sweet and beautiful angels in hell? No. Will there be luxurious, spacious villas in hell? Nor. Let the old liar of God go to hell."
"..."
"Uncle. Your battalion now only has 10,000 guns. The situation between us and the Russian Federation is so tense. Your inventory is very dangerous. I wonder if you should place an order with the factory."
"They found out what to do with the investigation."
"Then let them together and share happiness is the most fascinating thing in the world. By the way, my friend needs a helicopter to Kiev..."
"..."
Kiev.
hote dew kraine.
Led by a waiter in a white shirt and red vest, Shen Jiannan and his party entered the hotel.
Asian, with bodyguards and beauties, as a hotel manager, immediately realized that it was a distinguished guest.
She showed the most beautiful smile, and quickly greeted Shen Jiannan and his party who were going to the counter.
"Honorable sir, hello. Welcome to Hote Lu Kraine, what can I do for you?"
The hotel manager is about 30 years old, but he doesn't have any obesity of the same age on the street. He has a sweet smile on his face. He is full of fit and slightly white figure, which makes people very good.
Shen Jiannan showed the etiquette that a gentleman should have.
"We need a quiet environment to rest."
"Our presidential suite on the top floor is very quiet and very suitable for your requirements."
"Beautiful lady, I mean, can we wrap the next layer? I don't like being disturbed."
Tang Dunhou, who followed him, simply reached out his arms and found out a wad of money.
Cabovanez.
On a blue background, the face value is two hundred.
One wad is twenty thousand.
The lobby manager's blushing lips were opened into an o shape, Yuanrun blushing, looked very sexy.
Very charming and beautiful mouth shape~EbookFREE.me~Of course, of course. "
The excitement of the lobby manager gave Shen Jiannan an indescribable sense of comfort.
After Ukraine became independent, the Kabbanez issued in December circulated at the same time as the ruble issued by the banks of the former Soviet Union.
Unfortunately, it later became a shame in the history of human currency.
On January 25, 1993, 2000 and 5000 Kupang banknotes were issued at the same time. In 1995, 1,000,000 and 2,000,000 Kubang banknotes were issued again.
In other words, the now exchanged cabbage, with a face value of two hundred, will soon become a waste of paper.
How about buying Ukraine?