Rebirth of the fighting nation's rich second generation

Chernov had a nervous expression on his face. After all, this is a big boss, a boss who can pay him thousands of dollars in salary.

"Don't be nervous, our age gap is actually not that big."

Chernov nodded dumbly. In fact, in his opinion, how could the boss in front of him be about the same age as him.

"I have something to ask you." Vladimir said.

Chernov hurriedly said respectfully: "Boss, if you have anything to say, feel free to speak up."

"You are a color analyst, are you also good at color analysis of buildings?"

"This is also part of my job."

"Okay, Andrei, show him the photos of the Imperial Hotel, and ask Chernov to design a very impressive exterior color for the Imperial Hotel."

Andre turned on the laptop with a smile, and opened the close-up and long-range photos of the Imperial Hotel respectively.

Chernov looked at it for a while, then smiled: "Boss, this is simple, I can do the design right now."

Andre gave him the seat, and Chernov, who was sitting in front of the computer, seemed to be a different person in an instant. His solid professional knowledge made him full of confidence, and his eyes were fixed on him. Computer screen, fingers clacking codes on the keyboard.

In less than 5 minutes, the finished product was displayed.

"Golden yellow?" Vladimir couldn't help laughing when he saw this kind of rich gold.

Leaving aside anything else, at least the color fits his identity.

Chernov was very confident: "That's right, boss, it's golden yellow. Don't think it's a bad color, but I think the effect should be extraordinary. I did this not only for the visual impact, but also for the When it comes to the impact on the surrounding office buildings, I observed it just now. There are no tall office buildings around the hotel, but this does not mean that there will be none in the future. Once there are taller buildings in the future, it will surpass the Imperial Hotel in terms of momentum. The more important thing is to cover up its aura, which Chinese people habitually call Fengshui, so I designed it in golden yellow. The main purpose is not only domineering, but also to strengthen the reflective design of the building. Through The reflection of light makes the surrounding real estate feel the shock of the building's aura, so that those potential developers retreat and dare not build taller buildings near the Empire State Building. The absolute king."

Hearing these words, Vladimir felt very expert. He didn't expect Chernov to observe so carefully, and he even brought the Feng Shui that Chinese people pay attention to.

"Okay, just use golden yellow, Andre, and send the renderings to the decoration party."

Vladimir was very satisfied with Chernov, and he even rewarded him with [-] dollars without saying a word.

"Alexander, many things in the military are now moving towards informatization. What I think is that if we can also take part in informatization in the Philippines, it will greatly enhance our capabilities."

Alexander smiled slightly, pointed at Chernov and said, "Boss, this guy actually has another identity, that is, a computer engineer. He made mistakes like me, so he was kicked out by the army."

Vladimir looked at him with a smile on his face, "Chernov, can we recruit some talents in this field?"

Chernov nodded: "Boss, if you need to recruit strong soldiers like Uncle Alexander, I can't help you, but if you need information technology talents, I assure you that there will be no problem."

After chatting with them for a while, Alexander and Chernov said goodbye and left.

As soon as the subordinates left, the girlfriend's video call came over. Unfortunately, there was no 4G network in Nyar, and even the 3G network was intermittent, which made the call effect very unsatisfactory.

From his girlfriend's intermittent voice, Vladimir heard the good news that she will be back in the next two days.

"Are you done with your work over there?"

"That's right." Eve Bora said.

"Honey, are you a little unhappy?" Vladimir seemed to have noticed something unusual.

Eve Bora in the picture didn't know whether it was intermittent because of the bad signal, or because she was thinking. In short, this static picture lasted for nearly half a minute before he heard his girlfriend's voice, "Honey, You know Kate, don't you?"

When his girlfriend mentioned the name of his best friend Kate, Vladimir immediately understood.

"I know, your girlfriend."

"She was domestically abused."

Vladimir knew that Kate must have not told her that he had witnessed this process with his own eyes, so he could only pretend to be confused: "Ah, she was raped by the family? No way."

"I only found out during the video call with her. I didn't expect Sameedov to be a jerk." Eve Bora gritted her teeth.

"I think this is the way to go through the law."

"Yes, Kate is very worried that her parents will be threatened by Sameedov. Sameedov is a rich man, but he is also a complete jerk."

"Well, my dear, let's talk after we meet. I'm in Africa now and I plan to fly back the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, I think the signal on your side is not good, and I also plan to go back after finishing what I have in hand in the next two days."

"Love you, baby."

"Love you……"

……

Just after finishing talking with his girlfriend, secretary Andre knocked on the bedroom door.

"Sorry, boss, I just received a call from Peter, asking you to call your father back."

Generally speaking, Vladimir's contact with his parents is more through sending online messages, and only through the phone unless it is important. He has a vague feeling in his heart that there is probably something wrong.

"Peter said there was nothing wrong?"

Andre shook his head: "I don't know, master."

"I understand."

Soon, Vladimir called his father.

"Son, you're not in London?"

"Yes, father, I'm in Nyal now."

"How are things going there?"

"It's safe, I plan to go to Budinya again tomorrow."

"Son, don't go there. You hurry back to London tomorrow morning. Polov and I will fly to London tomorrow afternoon. He has something to look for you in the evening. Remember, don't bring anyone else."

Vladimir knew that Polov's behavior was very low-key and mysterious, so he had to temporarily bury the big question mark in his heart.

This time, Vladimir could feel that it was definitely not a trivial matter for Polov to find him, otherwise, he would not have seen him at night.

However, as for what, Vladimir really didn't know.

But he can be sure that it is definitely not a matter of Mige's aircraft production line.