Chapter 180 Harvest
Seeing that the translator didn't respond, the brown-haired and blue-eyed girl thought he didn't hear clearly and said it again.

"Cough!" The translator coughed awkwardly, no longer looking at Wang Deming, his eyes avoided, and replied with a gibberish.

The brown-haired, blue-eyed girl glanced at Wang Deming thoughtfully with her big eyes, then shook her head and muttered something.

The translator had no choice but to point at Wang Deming and ask Yin Changrong, "Comrade Yin, does this young comrade know how to tailor clothes to his body?"

Yin Changrong rolled his eyes twice and laughed: "Yes! How could he not? His craftsmanship is better than mine!" Even if he was asked about it later, there was nothing wrong with what I said. Anyway, the translator was asking if he understood the craftsmanship.
The translator had no choice but to translate to Wang Deming: "This Soviet female comrade wants to order a mink coat and has asked you to measure her body size."

Oh wow, Maomei took the initiative to give out benefits?

It seems that being handsome still has advantages! I remember reading a mortal cultivation novel in my previous life. After the protagonist saved a beautiful woman, the beautiful woman saw the protagonist's appearance behind the mask and politely said: Thank you.

"Ahem!" Wang Deming coughed lightly and raised his eyebrows provocatively at the translator. Then he straightened the corner of his clothes, his face serious, his body straight, and leaned forward slightly to signal, "My dear, please follow me to the next room."

Next door is a room specially set aside for measuring clothing sizes, which also serves as a fitting room.

It was already past the beginning of winter, and a stove had been lit in the corner of the room early on. The chimney extended out of the window, making it much warmer than outside.

As soon as she entered the room, the brown-haired, blue-eyed girl took off her coat, revealing a tight sweater.

Wow, Maomei is so fierce!
Wang Deming looked straight ahead, his eyes clear. He asked Mao Mei to stand still, picked up the tape measure on the long tailor's table, and measured the shoulder width first: the tape measure measured the distance between the two shoulder vertices.

Mao Mei was very tall, at least 1 meters, because her eyes were right in front of Wang Deming's lips.

Next, measure the chest circumference and underbust circumference: pass the tape measure across the highest point of the chest and measure horizontally around it; then pass the tape measure around the bottom of the chest and measure horizontally around it.

Wow, the bust difference is 20CM, Ecstasy is so enchanting, abbreviated as 34E.

Wang Deming was secretly surprised when suddenly a slightly hoarse and magnetic voice sounded in his ears, "What about the bust?"

"Cough, cough!" Wang Deming coughed violently. He immediately looked up at the girl in front of him in surprise, "Do you know English?"

"Of course! I graduated with a Ph.D. from Moscow State University and later stayed on to teach classical literature. How could I not know English?" Mao Mei's rosy lips curled up slightly, her eyes full of cunning and curiosity. "Also, I have to remind you that my dear is usually used when communicating with elders or in correspondence."

"What do you think is the most appropriate way to address me now?"

"Of course it's Davarishi!" Wang Deming replied seriously.

Mao Mei laughed so hard that her whole body trembled, trembled, and trembled again.
Apart from the sudden shock just now, Wang Deming returned to normal in an instant. In his opinion, knowing English is normal, especially in this era of bipolar competition between the Soviet Union and the United States. In order to study each other, they have to understand the language, right?

For example, in the past, as the national strength increased, the American government promoted many Chinese who went abroad in the 80s, such as the traitor: Yu Maochun.

Wang Deming did not look away, but began to measure the waist and hips with his hands. "Excuse me, beautiful lady, how should I address you?"

Mao Mei opened her arms and giggled twice. She rolled her blue eyes and said, "Ekaterina Alexei."

"Cough, cough," Wang Deming coughed violently again, almost spanking her buttocks, and said unhappily: "The family of Tsar Alexei was completely wiped out by Soviet comrades!"

"Aren't you afraid of making mistakes when you speak so recklessly?"

"Of course I wouldn't dare to do that in China. Who knows if there's a KGB like Stalin around me?" Mao Mei cooperated by lifting her thigh to measure the circumference of her thigh. She narrowed her eyes and raised the corners of her lips slightly, and asked, "Will you tell anyone?"

Wang Deming shook his head and said, "No one will believe me if I tell it to others, and it won't do me any good either. Why would I tell it to others? I might even make a mistake! By the way, you haven't told me your name yet?" "As a man, shouldn't you tell me your name first?"

"Oh, sorry, my name is Wang Deming, you can call me De."

"der?"

"Yes! It means being morally upright."

"Oh, what a nice name. My name is Diana. Anna. You can call me Diana."

"Okay." After taking all the measurements, Wang Deming straightened up and gave a gentleman's salute, "Elegant goddess of hunting."

The name really fits the character, just like Vladimir, which means "ruler".

"You actually know the meaning of my name?" Diana didn't rush to put on her coat. She looked at Wang Deming who was recording her body measurements and asked meaningfully, "Have you studied abroad? America? You have an American accent."

Wang Deming shook his head and denied it: "No, I was born and raised in China and have never had the opportunity to go abroad."

"I had planned to study abroad in America, but I didn't go. Not many people know that I can speak English, so I hope you can keep it a secret for me, just like I kept your joke a secret."

"No problem." Diana crossed her arms, stood in a T-shape, tilted her head slightly, and said, "But you have to answer me a question very honestly?"

"OK, go ahead."

"You were so rash as to strike up a conversation with me at the entrance of the hotel. Can I understand that you were attracted by my beauty? Or did you have other intentions?" After asking this question, Diana seemed to be looking around at the layout of the room, but her eyes were actually paying attention to Wang Deming's expression.

Wang Deming closed the book, turned his head and looked her up and down again, and said, "I said it's both. Do you believe it?"

"Of course." Diana put down her arms with satisfaction. The corners of her lips curled up even more beautifully. She put on her coat slowly and asked, "What do you want me to help you with? Is it a place to study abroad in the Soviet Union?"

"I have to be honest with you. I can help you, but it depends on what you can offer in exchange. For example, a solid mink coat?"

Instead of answering Diana's question, Wang Deming answered the question irrelevantly: "Do Soviet teachers and engineers earn so much? I see many Soviet comrades who come to China to buy mink coats, and they want to buy four or five at a time."

Diana blinked her eyes, thinking the question was stupid, and said, "We only earn 3000-5000 rubles a month in China, and we will still receive this salary when we come to China. China also gives us a subsidy of more than 500 yuan a month."

He shrugged proudly, "Do you know how difficult it is for us to spend the 500 yuan in China?" He sighed like a dream: "Everything is too cheap."

Wang Deming interrupted her, ruining the mood. "What's the current exchange rate of the ruble?"

Diana rolled her eyes at him and replied unhappily, "One dollar is equivalent to 1 rubles."

"How about it? Do you want to exchange a mink coat for a place to study in the Soviet Union?"

I bought a watch last year, and the subsidy I received this month is higher than the chairman’s salary!

No wonder they are called superpowers! One prints dollars and harvests half of the world, and the other prints rubles and harvests the other half.
But you want to harvest me? Bah, you just want to be beautiful!

Wang Deming suddenly smiled like a flower, "Beautiful goddess Diana, have you always been troubled by acne on your face? Your vagina is not smooth. You hate the smell of sweat when you wake up in the morning. Your skin becomes rougher and your pores become bigger after hair removal."

(End of this chapter)