As the largest autonomous republic of the Russian Federation, the Republic of Sakha undoubtedly has unique geographical conditions.
Its rich mineral resources and vast land area have made the Sakha Republic one of the richest countries in the Siberian administrative region in less than ten years.
Yakutsk City is the seat of the government of the Republic of Sakha, and because it is located in the Central District and has huge natural gas reserves, it also drives the economy of Yakutsk City.
When night falls, the bright scene of Yakutsk City will give people the feeling of being in a big city like New York.
Whether it is the current Sakha people or the former Soviet Union, they all have the same hobby, that is, spirits.
"Dude, I'm really sorry, anyway, the weather is not very cold now, you won't freeze to death even if you sleep here!"
In a quiet alley, Ye Tian quickly stripped off the clothes of the man who fell to the ground, and soon the man who was still snoring was left with only underwear.
This scenario is not uncommon in a city that loves alcoholism, and the police department receives a large number of reports almost every day.
Of course, the things lost by the reporter were nothing more than clothes, and even watches were rare, because before they went out to drink, the watches had been skillfully taken off by their wives.
"Grandma's, what does this taste like?"
Ye Tian, who walked out of the alley wearing the drunken man's clothes, smelled the smell on his body, and couldn't help but frown, even the fragrance emitted by his leakless body couldn't suppress the strong body odor.
"Forget it, let's endure it!"
Resisting the idea of robbing a clothing store, Ye Tian walked to a phone booth on the side of the road, dug out a few coins from his pocket and threw them in.
"Jingle Bell ......"
Thousands of kilometers away, a red phone rang tenaciously, waking up the old man who had finally managed to sleep.
"I'm Song Haotian!"
For so many years, Song Haotian's other calls were answered by his secretary, and the only confidential phone was answered by him himself, but the number of times this phone rang was only a handful.
"Old man, it's my ......"
Ye Tian's slightly shy voice sounded, he knew that there was a time difference of several hours between the capital and here, but he really couldn't think of who he should communicate with first except for calling Song Haotian.
"Who are you?"
Song Haotian hadn't fully woken up yet, but when he asked this sentence, his eyes widened suddenly, "Are you Ye Tian? Stinky boy, are you still alive?!"
It's not that Song Haotian wants his only grandson to die, the key is that Ye Tian's previous movement was too big, and he didn't care about killing or burying it.
You must know that the Russian side initially positioned Ye Tian as a suspect, although Ding Hong, who appeared later, diverted their attention, but those old guys in China did not let go of this matter easily.
In this way, Song Haotian has to deal with the attention of the country's core leadership on this matter, and at the same time, he has to face his crying daughter.
"What's wrong, do you want me to die so much?"
Ye Tian said angrily: "Don't talk about those useless things, I am now in Yakutsk City, Sakha, where do you arrange for the person to receive me?"
Although Ye Tian now had the ability to sneak back to China through Outer Mongolia, he didn't know what the situation was over there, and if it would cause trouble, Ye Tian might as well go out and hide for a while.
"Stinky boy, do you know how long you have been missing?"
After hearing Ye Tian's words, the blue veins on Song Haotian's forehead burst, why did this kid speak so poorly, as if he didn't find anyone when he went to Yakutsk City, as if he owed him.
"I don't know, old man, what month is it now?"
Ye Tian really didn't know how long he had been in that gold mine, when he entered the city just now, the clothes on his body could hardly even cover his buttocks, and naturally he couldn't go to crowded places to check the calendar.
"You...... You kid doesn't even remember his days?"
Song Haotian was stunned by Ye Tian's question, but his anger was also blocked, he found himself arguing with Ye Tian, and it seemed that he had never taken advantage.
After thinking about it, Song Haotian still said: "It's been three months since I last spoke to you on the phone, and it's July!"
"Three months? Fortunately, not too long!"
Ye Tian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, he was really afraid that three years would pass as soon as he retreated, then the family had to die urgently, after all, he had been missing for two years, and he could report his death.
"This damn Siberia, is July still so cold?"
Ye Tian couldn't help but muttered on the phone, in the hottest season in China, the temperature here is only about ten degrees, and everyone who goes out at night must wear a coat.
"Stinky boy, so much nonsense? I ask you, who else are you talking to on the phone besides this phone?" Song Haotian was delighted by his grandson's words, when is this, and he still has the heart to pay attention to this?
"No, you think I'm stupid, except for your phone, everything else will probably be monitored, right?"
The reason why he called Song Haotian for the first time was precisely because of what he said, the Russian side officially sent a note to the country at that time, and the relevant departments must have monitored their families.
Although Song Haotian is also regarded as Ye Tian's direct elder, his status is there, and no matter how bold the relevant departments are, they do not dare to listen to the phone calls of the former national leader.
"Okay, you can make this call later, the other party will arrange it for you, you just need to do it."
Song Haotian took out a phone book, reported a number to Ye Tian, and then said: "Don't make any calls home before leaving Siberia!"
No one is a fool, after that incident happened in Russia, Ye Tian's life and deeds were immediately investigated, and a discerning person can see at once that even if Russia's affairs were not done by Ye Tian, they were inseparable from him.
So more than two months ago, the big boss of the Ministry of National Defense almost trampled on Song Haotian's threshold, with the aim of persuading his grandson to serve the country.
But Song Haotian knew in his heart that with Ye Tian's temperament, if he put on a military uniform, he would probably beat the officer and leave the barracks in less than a day, and he couldn't be Ye Tian's master, so he could only pretend to be confused and send the military boss away.
But Song Haotian knew that the attraction of a person like Ye Tian to the country was undoubtedly very great, and if he didn't step back, he might try to fool Ye Tian into the system.
Therefore, there is no need to think about Song Haotian also understands that his daughter and son-in-law's family have already been focused on by the relevant departments, and Song Haotian has retired after all, and it is not easy to dictate this matter, so he can only let it develop.
"Understand, okay, I don't have much money on me, and international long-distance is expensive, so I won't talk to you!"
Ye Tian was so smart, he naturally could hear Song Haotian's voice, and he hung up the phone immediately, but he almost suffocated Song Haotian from internal injuries, and not allowing you to talk to your family on the phone does not mean that you can't say a few more words to him.
Listening to the "beep" sound coming from the microphone, Song Haotian put down the phone angrily, but this phone call made him, who was prone to insomnia, unable to fall asleep all night.
"I am Ye Tian!"
Ye Tian naturally didn't know the discomfort of Song Haotian tossing and turning on the bed, he had already dialed the number at this time and reported his name in Mandarin, although he had always had a grudge against the Song family, but Ye Tian believed that the old man would not push himself into the fire pit.
"Where are you?" Hearing Ye Tian's voice, one end of the microphone was silent for a while, and a voice sounded that Ye Tian sounded somewhat familiar.
Ye Tian's eyes passed through the glass of the phone booth, saw the English on a street sign on the side of the road, and said: "This is called XXX Road, I am at the phone booth on the side of the road."
"Don't go away, I'll be there soon!" With a click, this time it was the other party who hung up Ye Tian's phone.
"Who is this? The voice is still a little familiar?"
Ye Tian scratched his shoulder-length hair, walked out of the phone booth, his body gradually faded at the corner of this street, and soon merged into the darkness.
More than ten minutes later, a black car quietly drove to the side of the phone booth, and when the car glass was lowered, Ye Tian's figure walked out of the darkness.
"Lao Fu, why are you here?"
Ye Tian had been thinking about where he had heard the voice on the phone, but after seeing this person, he still couldn't help but show a stunned look, he never imagined that the old man's inner bodyguard would appear in this foreign country.
This person was Colonel Fu Zhengming, who had an unpleasant relationship with Ye Tian before, Ye Tian glanced into the car and found that Fu Zhengming was already wearing the rank of colonel.
"Let's talk about it when we get in the car!"
Fu Zhengming swept around habitually, and after Ye Tian got into the car, he stepped on the accelerator, looked at Ye Tian sitting next to him with a complicated gaze, and said: "I am now a military attaché stationed abroad in Saha for one year!"
After following Song Haotian for more than ten years, he was promoted from a captain to a colonel, to be honest, Fu Zhengming never thought that he would have the day when he would be out of his guard position.
But for Fu Zhengming, this is not necessarily a bad thing.
You must know that although the diplomatic level of the Sakha Republic is not very high, after staying here for a year and then returning to China, the four small stars on Fu Zhengming's shoulders will soon be replaced with a small bean with golden spikes.
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PS: A chapter is always not implemented in my heart, at three o'clock in the morning, the fat man wrote another chapter, asking for encouragement from the monthly pass! Recommendation tickets are also made, what do you give?
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