I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 599 Lin, I'm in trouble again.
A local official is more powerful than a distant one.

Regardless of the rumors or the attitude of those above, it is Lin Xiaohe who is truly responsible for implementing the work.

Lin Xiaohe spoke up, and even though everyone was grumbling to themselves, they still did as she said. After all, it was Changhong Group that was paying for it, not them or the district finance department.

Changhong Group has money to burn.

After Lin Xiaohe finished approving the last document, she looked up at the clock on the wall; it was exactly 5:30 in the afternoon.

She put the pen back in its holder, picked up the sun-protective clothing draped over the back of the chair, and said to Li Bo, "I'm not working overtime today, I'm leaving now."

Li Bo was stunned for a moment. Lin Qu was always the last to leave the office building. Today, the sun must have risen in the west.

Lin Xiaohe drove himself to the hotel to pick up Pu Jin and his family, and headed straight to Taiyuan Street.

She didn't book a fancy restaurant, but instead chose an authentic Northeastern Chinese restaurant and ordered a bowl of fragrant iron pot stew.

The private room was steaming, the firewood in the stove was crackling, and a large iron pot was stewing pork ribs and green beans, with a ring of golden cornbread on top.

Lyudmila was seeing this way of eating for the first time and curiously took pictures with her phone. Masha had already learned to pick up peanuts with chopsticks, although three would fall out for every one she picked up, she was still enjoying it immensely.

Lin Xiaohe: "What are your thoughts after dinner?"

Martha raised her hand, swallowing the potato chunk in her mouth with difficulty: "Let's go to Pang Donglai Supermarket! I heard today that the newly opened one in Tienan District is having a grand opening sale with really good prices."

Are you organizing an event?
Lyudmila's eyes lit up: "I support Martha."

She loves shopping; shopping makes her happy.

The men in the private room exchanged glances and smiled knowingly.

"Of course, if Lin doesn't find it troublesome, we would be happy to fulfill the ladies' wishes."

Lin Xiaohe: "No trouble at all. Pang Donglai offers delivery service. Just leave your hotel room number."

"awesome!"

Shopping at the supermarket is like shopping at a high-end mall; people in the provincial capital are truly fortunate.

The Tienan District branch is larger and more modernly decorated than the Anning County main branch.

Spacious and bright aisles, neatly arranged goods, and people leisurely pushing shopping carts.

Masha pushed the cart ahead, with Lyudmila chasing behind, a rare relaxed smile on her face.

Putin noticed a detail: the supermarket cashiers were sitting and scanning barcodes, with a small fan in front of them, and a sign on the wall that read, "Free cold drinks are provided in the staff break room."

"Your workers are well treated," Putin said.

Lin Xiaohe picked up a box of dried chrysanthemums and put it in the shopping cart. "You're feeding your employees grass and expecting them to produce milk? That's a pipe dream."

Putin nodded thoughtfully.

While they were strolling around, Igor suddenly leaned close to Putin's ear and whispered a few words.

Pukin's expression changed instantly. He looked at Lin Xiaohe with a complicated gaze: "Because of me, your superiors put pressure on you?"

Lin Xiaohe raised an eyebrow: "You're quite well-informed."

“Chen Guang said so.” Pu Jin put down his shopping basket and looked at Lin Xiaohe solemnly: “If you regret it, I won’t mind.”

Lin Xiaohe patted his shoulder: "Friend, what you're saying will hurt me. Please believe me as much as I believe in you, okay?"

Pujin remained silent for a long time before finally saying only two words: "Okay." The next day, Lin Xiaohe took Pujin to inspect the Tienan District, focusing on several factories that benchmarked against oil and gas services.

At a precision instrument factory that supplies oil fields, Pukin saw a drilling surveying instrument being tested. It was palm-sized, had a stainless steel casing, and transmitted data to an LCD screen in real time.

"These are core components that we imported from Changhong," the factory director explained. "Changhong not only makes color TVs, but they also have a strong foundation from their military factory days, and their research centers have a wealth of technological reserves."

He joked, "It's like a treasure chest. Whatever technology you want, just flip through it and you'll find it."

Putin picked up the inclinometer and examined it from all angles.

He had seen similar Western products in St. Petersburg, which were expensive and had troublesome after-sales service.

The one in front of us is well-made, has good functionality, but costs only one-third of the cost of the Western version.

He then looked at the downhole pressure sensor, the intelligent flow meter, the explosion-proof frequency converter... each one of which secretly surprised him.

“Lin,” Pujin exclaimed as he walked out of the workshop, “I originally thought you only had light industry to offer. I never imagined that the technology level of your oil equipment had reached this level—modern, technological, and on par with the West.”

Lin Xiaohe smiled and said, "So, you have confidence in our joint venture?"

Looking at Lin Xiaohe, Pu Jin admired her even more; she was truly a very proactive person.

"Yes, I can't wait to go back."

The two-week trip came to an end in the blink of an eye.

Upon returning to St. Petersburg, Putin demonstrated remarkable executive ability.

He used all his connections in the city government and his old colleagues in the KGB to complete all the registration procedures in just ten days.

Neva Petroleum Technology Consulting Co., Ltd. was officially established, with Vladimir Putin as its legal representative and general manager.

Igor was appointed as the deputy general manager and administrative director. Three other former KGB officers also joined the company, respectively in charge of security, legal affairs, and government relations.

Lin Xiaohe invested through a Hong Kong offshore company, holding 60% of the shares, while Pujin held 40% of the shares through technical consulting and management services.

When Lin Xiaohe received the registration documents by fax in Shenyang, she smiled and said to Chen Guang, "You see, people who really want to get things done never use procedures as an excuse."

Chen Guang...

He told Putin that the leaders were putting pressure on Lin Xiaohe in order to make Putin feel guilty and distance himself from Lin Xiaohe, not to motivate him to turn his guilt into action!
It's only been a short time, and the overseas company has already been listed. I'm afraid the office isn't even finished being renovated yet.

Chen Guang made up his mind that he would never let Lin Xiaohe go abroad. Whatever she wanted to do, he, Chen Guang, would do it for her, even if it meant going through fire and water.

Before Putin enters the center of power, Lin Xiaohe will not set foot in Russia. She will stay in China and benefit the people of the Tienan District.

Time quickly passed to the end of July, and the summer nights in the provincial capital were unbearably hot and humid, like a charcoal oven.

Lin Xiaohe had just returned home when she received a cross-border phone call from Putin.

His voice was hoarse and weary: "Lin, my teacher Sobchak... has been released from prison."

After Sobchak failed to win re-election, the new government launched a criminal investigation against him for "abuse of power".

Although no formal arrest was made, the restrictions on leaving the country and the freezing of accounts are tantamount to house arrest.

The prolonged interrogation and mental stress caused the 60-year-old man's heart condition to deteriorate rapidly.

Three days ago, although the restrictions were lifted, his health had already collapsed.

“He now lives on the outskirts of St. Petersburg. He has a severe heart condition and gets breathless after walking just a few steps.” Putin’s voice trembled slightly. “The Yeltsin government has been very indifferent to him, providing no medical subsidies and even delaying his pension. His wife called me and said that they are almost out of money to buy medicine…”