Big Ivan?
That was the name of the famous super hydrogen bomb from the former Soviet Union during the Cold War.
Huo Shaoheng had once told her that Big Ivan was the most powerful bomb in terms of size, weight, and power among all the bombs that had been detonated in human history so far.
Its maximum explosive yield could be equivalent to 100 million tons of TNT. However, at that time, the Soviet government was worried that it would be too powerful and have a serious impact on the environment, so it halved the power and changed it to 50 million tons of TNT.
Even though it was halved, Big Ivan was still majestic.
Compared to the two atomic bombs that the United States had dropped on Japan at the end of World War II, "Little Boy" and "Fatty", Big Ivan's explosive yield was 3,800 times that of "Little Boy" and 2,300 times that of "Fatty".
Because it was too powerful, Big Ivan had never been included in the active list of weapons. It was only used as a strategic deterrent. It was a symbol that all Russians were proud of, and it was also their confidence to fight against any power.
Now, it had become the name of the club's flagship.
Vladimir really dared to name it..
Gu Nianzhi buried her head in Huo Shaoheng's arms to hide the twitching of her mouth.
Under such circumstances, only Huo Shaoheng and Lu Yuan, who had been professionally trained, could remain calm. No one else could hide the surprise and shock on their faces.
After Song Jinning recovered from her shock, she couldn't help but laugh. She looked up and down at the handsome Eastern European guy.
Huo Guanchen frowned and said, "Of all the names, why did you choose this name?"
Yuan Jianan's expression seemed to turn ugly for a moment, but in the blink of an eye, he returned to normal and asked curiously, "… What's wrong with this name? Isn't it a normal Russian man's name? "
The tall, burly man standing next to the handsome Eastern European guy coughed heavily and introduced himself in a rough voice, "My name is Little Vladimir!"
Gu Nianzhi buried herself in Huo Shaoheng's arms and couldn't help rolling her eyes.
Mister driver, no one asked for your name!
But wait …
The driver's name was Ivan, but Vladimir had used his name as the name of the club's flagship. No wonder the driver was angry and gave himself a fake name, "Little Vladimir".
Gu Nianzhi wanted to laugh. Her shoulders trembled, and Huo Shaoheng pressed them down. She quickly held back.
The skinny translator at the side translated the words of both sides.
The handsome Eastern European man, "Big Ivan", leaned lazily against the wall next to the door. He did not seem to be standing or sitting properly. However, with his red lips, white teeth, and beautiful face, he looked indescribably romantic and elegant.
There was a look of despair on his face, but his dark blue eyes were filled with a deep desire. Amidst his decadence, there was only that bit of sensuality that was real. It was extremely attractive, especially to the eyes of mature women.
Yuan Jianan felt a little thirsty and took a sip of red wine.
Song Jinning also blushed a little. She looked away and glanced at Lu Yuan beside her. She realized that Lu Yuan's appearance was more to her liking, so she smiled at him.
Lu Yuan glanced at the handsome Eastern European guy and was a little surprised.
This person was definitely not an ordinary "Eastern European handsome guy". His every move and movement gave him a very familiar feeling.
It was a kind of intuition that people of the same trade were enemies.
Could there really be the Russian KGB here?
Lu Yuan's mind raced. He turned to see Song Jinning's cheeks blushing slightly. His heart skipped a beat, and he gently drew a circle in the palm of her hand with his finger.
Song Jinning looked up and happened to meet Lu Yuan's gaze.
His eyes were black, deeper and more distant than the dark blue, so the hidden desire was even more boundless.
He held Song Jinning's hand and slowly brought it to his mouth. He kissed the back of her hand and put it down as if nothing had happened.
Song Jinning's body went limp from his fiery gaze. She almost didn't realize what he was doing.
Huo Guanchen held his chopsticks tightly in his hand and stared at Lu Yuan being affectionate with Song Jinning in front of him. His eyes almost burst into flames.
It was one thing to know that Song Jinning and Lu Yuan were married, but it was another to see the two of them flirting in person.
It was as if he had seen his woman cheating on him with another man. His face turned green.
Zhang Baochen had never seen Song Jinning look so beautiful. He knew that he should avoid arousing suspicion, but his gaze was still glued to Song Jinning's body. He even began to look down her elegant swan-like neck.
Huo Shaoheng was glad that Gu Nianzhi was buried in his arms and didn't see the methods of the second-in-command of the Russian KGB.
However, he turned around and saw that Zhang Baochen was almost drooling at Song Jinning. He frowned slightly and slammed his palm on the table.
With a loud bang, the cups, plates, and plates on the dining table jumped up together. A chopstick shot towards Zhang Baochen's wide-open eyes like an arrow leaving the bow.
"Ahhh!" He screamed, jerked back, and covered his eyes.
There was a loud thud. Zhang Baochen's movement was too violent, and the chair also fell back, causing him to roll to the ground like a gourd.
"Baochen! Baochen! What's wrong? Are you okay?! "Grandfather Huo glared at Huo Shaoheng, then turned around to help Zhang Baochen up.
Zhang Baochen let go of his hand and felt a burning pain in his right eye. He couldn't stop tearing up.
He said to Grandfather Huo with a bitter expression, "Father, that chopstick went straight into my eyeball. If I hadn't retreated quickly, I would've lost my eye!"
Grandfather Huo turned around angrily and shouted at Huo Shaoheng, "Shaoheng! What are you doing?! "
Huo Shaoheng clapped his hands. "My hand slipped. I couldn't control it."
He stared at Zhang Baochen and said, "If there's a next time, I'll control my strength and poke a hole in your eyeball."
Zhang Baochen shuddered and realized that Huo Shaoheng had discovered that he was looking at Song Jinning lustfully.
Forget it, forget it. A beauty is beautiful, but it's not as important as my eyeball.
But why didn't he see that Huo Shaoheng was quite protective of his mother?
He had never heard him call her "Mom" before!
He kept calling her Madam Song, Madam Song, and misled people!
Zhang Baochen cursed in his heart as he covered his eyes and said to Grandfather Huo, "Father, I really can't stay with you anymore. I have to see a doctor to look at my eyes. I'll be leaving first. Let Second Brother send you home."
Gu Nianzhi finally turned around and blinked her large, watery eyes. Her eyelashes fluttered like crow feathers. She asked curiously, "What's wrong? What happened? "
"Someone was stupid and was taught a lesson." Huo Shaoheng said coldly as he stared at Zhang Baochen's back until he walked out of the private room and disappeared into the hallway. Huo Shaoheng looked at the three people standing at the door, watching the drama unfold. "You can leave now."
Yuan Jianan had also been watching with great interest. He snapped back to reality and quickly said, "We still have questions to ask. How can Huo Shao let them go?"
The more Huo Shaoheng didn't want to ask the Eastern Europeans, the more Yuan Jianan felt that there was something wrong with them.
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