Chapter 147
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By the time Feng Yu finished his conversation with the director, it was already afternoon. Feng Yu suddenly remembered that the Summer Camp should have started today, but he did not report to Principal Sun and did not call him.
Feng Yu quickly called back, but the person who answered was a Moscow University dormitory manager. Looking for Hua Xia's comrade Sun? Sorry, they are out of the dormitory and cannot be contacted.
Feng Yu was stunned. He only knew the dormitory manager's phone number and the details of the Summer Camp. He did not know the rest of the contact details.
Damn, why were mobile phones not popular in this era?
"Feng, what's wrong? You look unhappy. Director Mozgov had agreed to sell us that refrigeration production line. You think it is too expensive? "Kirilenko stuck his head in front of Feng Yu and asked. This price was not expensive. Feng Yu's negotiation skills were better than him. If he was the one negotiating, the price might be higher.
"No, no, no. I am satisfied with this price. The 30% commission I promised you will not be low. But this time, I am in Moscow for the Summer Camp. I drank too much yesterday and did not go back. I also did not call my team leader to inform him. There might be some problems. "
Feng Yu had requested to negotiate the price personally. But he will pay Kirilenko 30% commission. Feng Yu did some calculations. The equipment Kirilenko was selling to him should be around 40% to 50%. He was the one who got the better end of the deal.
But this time, the quantity of the equipment was higher, and Feng Yu said that he would be buying more equipment. Kirilenko was willing to accept. Kirilenko did not need to do anything, and he did not even need to sign his name. There were no risks, and he could earn 30% commission. How could he not agree?
Kirilenko had wanted to bring Feng Yu to the second factory. He wanted to visit all the factories around Moscow within a few days. He had forgotten that Feng Yu was here for the Summer Camp. It was an international Summer Camp, and it was not only the Soviet Union and Hua Xia.
"Feng, don't worry. I will help you ask around and send you to the Summer Camp. How about we meet at night?"
"Okay, it's the same to talk to them at night, but I don't drink!" Feng Yu said with lingering fear. Stop talking about Soviet rules and Moscow rules. I gave you a wallet, and you gave me two shots of vodka in return?
Kirilenko was very efficient. After a few calls, he found out the location of the Summer Camp. The first day was for the participants to get to know each other. That's why today's theme was a field trip.
By the time Feng Yu arrived at the gathering point, he could already see the tents arranged in picturesque disorder. As the smoke rose, the students were preparing lunch.
Vice Principal Sun saw a familiar car driving over from afar. He jogged over and saw Feng Yu getting out of the car.
Oh my god, you're finally back, but the organizer has already called the police. Our school is going to be famous internationally!
"Feng Yu, where did you go? Didn't I tell you to call? Why didn't you?"
As soon as they met, Vice Principal Sun questioned him. Feng Yu smiled awkwardly. "Principal Sun, I drank too much yesterday and forgot."
"You still drink? Did you forget the rules announced before you left? All students are not allowed to drink! The organizer had already called the police because you are missing. What do you think we should do? "
Huh? I am missing? Feng Yu also felt that this matter was serious. If this matter was reported to the authorities, then Feng Yu will not be able to get a place in the Summer Camp. He might even be recorded in the government's records: Student without any discipline, does not know how to be united, and is a disgrace to the country!
Feng Yu immediately pulled Kirilenko over. It's all your fault for forcing me to drink last night. You must help me settle this. Kirilenko gave Kirilenko a look as if he was making a mountain out of a molehill. He was only late. What can this matter be? I will help you contact the organizers.
Kirilenko went to the organizer and spoke for 5 minutes. He told Feng Yu that he had settled the matter and that he will come to pick Feng Yu up at night.
The rest of the students looked at Third High curiously. What was going on? Why were there so many people surrounding the camp? The organizer's staff seemed to be arguing with their team leader. Could it be that something happened to Third High School?
Actually, the rest of the students had noticed that there was something strange about the students from Third High School. Every country's team consisted of 15 students, 5 teachers, and 10 students.
But the 5 teachers from other countries were in charge of logistics, communication, team leader, and translators. Everyone had their own duties. But no matter what they were doing, they were all young. On average, they were less than 30 years old. Only Hua Xia's school was strange. Other than a young female teacher, the rest of the teachers were all above 40 years old. Don't they know that this was an activity for young people?
Also, their team seemed to be missing one member. They heard that the organizer's staff was arguing with their team leader in the morning, and they even heard that they were going to call the police.
Wow, what did we just see? A police officer was walking towards Hua Xia's school. Could it be that one of them had broken the law? This was not good. Should they inform the embassy?
Hua Xia was indeed a backward country. They could not even abide by the basic laws!
This police officer was one of the people in charge of investigating Feng Yu's disappearance. He was following the Summer Camp to prevent Feng Yu from returning suddenly.
"Feng Yu, is this your name? Can you tell me what you've been doing since the plane landed yesterday? "The policeman said in a business-like manner.
Feng Yu looked at Kirilenko. Settle it.
Kirilenko took out a document from his pocket and passed it to the police officer. The police officer looked at the document and carefully passed it back to Kirilenko.
He was from the military logistics department. Why was he here?
"We had purchased a batch of military supplies from Hua Xia. Feng is the contact person, and we had picked him up yesterday. I had already explained this to the Moscow University. Feng is not missing. You all can go back and close the case. "Kirilenko said.
The people from the other countries were curious. What was going on? That police officer only went there for a while and left. Could it be that Hua Xia's delegation did not break the law? They would never believe that Hua Xia's country was powerful enough to interfere with the Soviet Union's laws!
They were more curious about the identity of that young man who had arrived in the Soviet Union's military vehicle. Eh? That young man had a badge on his chest. He was one of Hua Xia's students!
Why would a Hua Xia's student arrive in a Soviet Union's military vehicle? This was a question that they could not figure out. But this question was not suitable to be asked in person. They could only discuss it privately. Some of them even guessed that this student might be the son of one of Hua Xia's top leaders. This time, he was here on a secret mission.
Hua Xia was very particular about his successor. This must be the case! This meant that this Hua Xia's delegation had a political mission. Could it be that those few old looking people were not teachers but bodyguards?
They suddenly realized that the organizers were treating Hua Xia's delegation differently. The location of the camp was the best, and the food was the best. This delegation was not simple, and that student was not simple either!
Vice Principal Sun did not know if he should laugh or cry. There were already leaders from 6 countries coming over to express their goodwill. But all of them were looking at Feng Yu. Hua Xia's delegation was now famous. He did not know if he should be depressed or happy!
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