The K3 train departs at 5:00 a.m. on Wednesday (November 27), runs for 5 days, 6 hours and 14 minutes, crosses the outer wall and enters Mongolia, then passes Ulaanbaatar to Russia, and the final destination is Moscow.

There are only three types of people taking this international train: one is a domestic tourists to Moscow, one is a returnee from Russia to China, and the other is an international tyrant. The first two are not many people, most of them are tyrants.

"Debt" is a special group that emerged in the 1980s. In the process of shifting from planned economy to market economy in China, especially in the era of dual-track prices, some people took advantage of the price difference between planned goods and unplanned goods to buy and sell related goods in the market for profit, and were nicknamed "Debt" by people. "Debt" was once popular all over the country, especially in the capital area.

With the collapse of the Soviet Union, because Russia lacked a large number of light industrial consumer goods, the traitors turned to the international market with an extraordinary sense of business, traveled between the capital and Moscow, and made huge profits.

On Wednesday morning, Luo Chaoyang and his wife drove Luo Zhiyuan and Xie Wanting to the train station in person.

On the way, Xie Xiulan repeatedly reminded the two of them to pay attention to safety on the way, to help each other, and to do so. Luo Zhiyuan looked calm and smiled silently, and Xie Wanting felt a little depressed when she heard this.

She took the initiative to change the topic and laughed: "Zhiyuan, I heard that you can earn a Mercedes-Benz in a week when you go to Russia to do business. Isn't it true?"

Luo Zhiyuan smiled, "Of course it's not true. It's too exaggerated to spread rumors. However, it's true that Russia's domestic economic crisis, market chaos, and business opportunities everywhere. However, it's okay to make small fuss, but it's not easy to make a lot of money."

While talking, the car stopped in the parking plaza at the railway station.

Xie Xiulan and Luo Chaoyang ordered the driver to help Luo Zhiyuan pass the security check, enter the waiting hall, and then leave.

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The temperature is quite high today, with sunny weather, and it looks like two or three degrees. Xie Wanting is wearing a brown leather jacket, a tight sky blue jeans on her lower body, a gray-white furry hat, and a plaid scarf. She is fashionable, beautiful, and elegant in temperament. She is guarding a bunch of luggage and is in a group of passengers with either a tired or energetic look. She looks so outstanding, very eye-catching and attracts the attention of many men from time to time.

Luo Zhiyuan bought two bottles of mineral water and two packs of cigarettes from the service department, and almost jumped on the ground full of snakeskin bags. He looked up and saw that Xie Wanting had been surrounded by men and women of different ages and her goods, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He calmed down and rushed over with a quick glance, which scared Xie Wanting.

Xie Wanting grabbed his arm, swept the people around him, and leaned in Luo Zhiyuan's ear and whispered: "Zhiyuan, these people are wearing leather jackets and down jackets. It seems that the price there is very high. You can earn more than 10,000 yuan per trip. It's just two trips a month, which is a lot of money. If we had known we would have brought a bag to try, anyway, it would be the way."

A faint smell of woman came over, and the heat emitted by Xie Wanting blew into Luo Zhiyuan's ears again. He turned his head and looked at this beautiful face that was so close that he could kiss the beauty with a little tilted look. His delicate and delicate facial features were magnified in front of him, and he was a little lost.

Xie Wanting suddenly realized that the two of them were too intimate at this moment, so she turned red, stood up straight, and said softly: "I'm talking to you!"

Ahem!

Luo Zhiyuan cleared his throat awkwardly, lowered his voice and smiled: "We are not second-hand dealers, why are you bringing goods? You have enough things to bring. Just wait. When you get on the bus later, you can get crowded, which is enough for us!"

Xie Wanting smiled slightly: "It's okay, we don't have to hurry. Check the tickets 40 minutes in advance. If you have plenty of time to get on the bus, why should we squeeze with them? Anyway, we bought a soft sleeper, so there shouldn't be many people."

The price of soft sleeper tickets is several times that of hard sleeper, because international trains have a long operating cycle and there are not many hard seat compartments.

At an expensive price, not many people buy soft sleepers. Therefore, although there is only one carriage for the soft sleepers, there are many private rooms and beds empty. When the ticket check began, Luo Zhiyuan and Xie Wanting waited for the team to flock into the platform, and then they took their bags leisurely and slowly entered the platform.

Luo Zhiyuan had a bag on his left shoulder and a bag on his right shoulder, and he was carrying two bags in his hand, strideing forward. Xie Wanting was carrying her small carry bag on her back. She was about to help Luo Zhiyuan carry one, but Luo Zhiyuan shook his head and refused. She had to follow his butt silently and enter the station.

A cold wind blew over her face, blowing away the emanation on Xie Wanting's forehead. Her face was red, but there was a deep light flashing in her eyes. The sounds of passengers around her came from her ears. Her heart warmed up, and there was an inexplicable tenderness and sweetness. She followed a few steps and said softly: "Zhiyuan, give me a bag, I can do it."

"No, you have the ticket and passport visa ready, let's get on the bus." Luo Zhiyuan speeded up.

There were no outsiders in the private room where the two were, only the two of them. Luo Zhiyuan hurriedly put the greeting on the luggage rack, then placed the bag with his wallet inside the bunk and pointed to the bunk, "Wanting, let's take a break for a while, the car will drive immediately."

Xie Wanting shook her head, pushed open the door of the private room, and stood quietly in the corridor of the car and looked at the noisy scene outside the car window. Her eyebrows were flying, and there was a hint of excitement and expectation floating between her eyebrows and eyes. Luo Zhiyuan slowly lay down and glanced at her, knowing that she was not going far away from the "surveillance" of the Xie family for the first time, and she was a little excited.

Wow!

Woo woo!

The train made a sharp and distant sound, and the carriage slammed for a second, then went violently, and finally started to drive with a "open" sound.

The speed of the car went from slow to fast, and finally the wind and lightning were running on the railway line. The scenery along the line flew backwards. Xie Wanting turned around excitedly and was about to say something to Luo Zhiyuan, but she saw that Luo Zhiyuan had closed her eyes and took a nap, as if she had fallen asleep.

Xie Wanting pouted, walked back to the box with some displeasure, closed the door tightly, sat on the bunk and took off her shoes, covered her blanket and took out a magazine from her shoulder bag. She flipped her boredly.

Xie Wanting didn't expect that Luo Zhiyuan would sleep for a few hours. When he opened his eyes in a daze, it was already noon. The train had already passed the south of Zhangjiakou and headed to a city called Shuibian, which was called Yunzhong.

He looked up and saw Xie Wanting carrying a pot of hot water and making two packets of soy milk powder into the lunch box, leaving him with a beautiful back. The train shook gently, and she let out a thud, and the water spilled all over the ground, and she jumped away in panic.

Luo Zhiyuan immediately turned over the lower bunk and went up to help.

Xie Wanting shook her head stubbornly and signaled Luo Zhiyuan to sit down. She took out a rag from somewhere, wiped the dining table clean, and then sat down again with relief, stirred the brewed soy milk with a spoon, and gently handed Luo Zhiyuan a piece of bread with jam, "Eat something."

"Thank you." Luo Zhiyuan wanted to go to the dining car to eat, but he was afraid that Xie Wanting and everyone would not be able to make a living by eating, but he didn't want to have a slice of bread, ham sausage and soy milk powder, so he solved the problem of a Chinese meal.
Chapter completed!