I Am Picking up Rubbish in Mao Xiong to Celebrate the National Destiny

While the wealthy men were still complacent about a few pairs of jeans and electronic watches, Li Weidong, carrying two boxes of braised beef noodles, had already set his sights on the empire's core assets! A T-72 main battle tank? One thousand boxes of instant noodles, plus five hundred thermos bottles, let's go! A national treasure-level aviation engine expert? Erguotou, you've had enough of it, please leave, a suite in the Third Ring Road of the capital! A Ural heavy machinery plant? We cover all the backlog of canned beef in your warehouse! As for the complete set of design drawings of the "Ulyanovsk" aircraft carrier that made the entire Western world tremble? Li Weidong knocked on the table and smiled slightly: "This... Needs to be packed with peanuts." The ruble is not as good as toilet paper, and faith has collapsed. The dusk of the empire is my dawn!