Morse? Yuri? Typica didn't like to be called by the name Yuri. Generally, he would ask others to call him Mr. Morse.
Especially after these days … he felt that he had a weird dream.
In the dream, he was wronged and inexplicably stayed in the detention room of the police station … But the reality was that he had been secretly planning with a guy named Brubov to deal with Efim.
In fact, the plan was finally completed.
"Brubov, congratulations, you will soon become the new Duma. The Lower House needs an excellent person like you."
It was not in Typica's manor, but in a private room of a restaurant in the city.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Morse." Brubov was calmer than Morse had imagined. In this banquet, he could even be described as reticent.
Moreover, Brubov didn't drink … which seemed to be very rare for a Russian man.
Brubov looked at Morse at this time, saying indifferently, "The appointment should come in the next two months. At that time, I will put forward the shipping modification plan in the parliament, and strive for more preferential treatment for your 'company'. "
"Hahahaha! Brubov, I like your pragmatic character. " Morse narrowed his eyes and said happily, "But, work is work, you still need to relax when it's time to relax. I've arranged some good girls for Mr. Brubov in the evening … "
"If there's nothing else, I'll go back to the company first." Unexpectedly, Brubov suddenly stood up, looking at Morse and said, "Just keep in touch."
Morse's face didn't change, showing a rather regretful expression. "In that case, I'm looking forward to having dinner with Mr. Brubov next time."
Brubov just nodded, and then tidied up his clothes … as tidy as when he came, and then left with the bodyguards.
"Tut. This Brubov reminds me of the Germanic people. "Morse took a sip of red wine," Instead of an authentic Russian. "
"Sir, Brubov is of authentic Russian origin, this should be right." The old butler reminded in time.
Morse shrugged and said, "I mean the feeling … I hate this kind of inflexible guy."
Morse suddenly thought of something and said in a low voice, "Go and arrange a few people to work in Brubov's company. I don't like what Brubov says. I take it for granted. "
"Understood."
…
"Boss, are you really going to keep working with the Typica Family?" In the car, the secretary who was sitting upright suddenly asked.
Brubov, who was resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes. He looked out of the window and suddenly asked, "Where is this?"
The secretary had no choice but to say, "We're almost at Tverskaya Street."
"Stop, I want to get out and walk," said Brubov softly.
The secretary had no choice but to ask the chauffeur in front to find a place to park on the street. After getting off the car, Brubov suddenly said, "Just wait for me here. I want to walk alone."
"Boss, it's too dangerous." The secretary frowned and said.
Tverskaya Street was filled with a large number of shops, restaurants, and hotels. It was a place where tourists and locals liked to spend money. There was too much turnover, so naturally, there would be a lot of pickpockets. As a secretary, he was not worried about his boss's safety.
"Have you forgotten what I did before?" Brubov patted the secretary's shoulder and said indifferently, "Just wait for me here."
The secretary had no choice. Of course, he knew what his boss did before he entered the business world.
He was a soldier.
…
…
If the club occupied a real shop in the commercial street of Luoqiu's city and existed in the same place with this shop in a different phase, then the club should have its own place before it came to Luoqiu's city.
"A spice shop?"
"Yes, this is the address of the club before it moved."
Boss Luo carefully looked at this shop that sold spices from different parts of the world … Well, mainly from Europe.
In any case, he didn't believe that the former boss, who had never stepped out of her room, would deliberately choose such a place to do business.
So … it was probably chosen by Miss Servant Girl.
Luoqiu looked at You Ye curiously … Miss Servant Girl just blinked her eyes, tilting her head and asking, "Master, what's the matter?"
Was … was she acting cute?
Miss Servant Girl of the club, it was rare for her to do business here.
"Nothing." Luoqiu just buried the appearance of Miss Servant Girl in his heart and didn't want to say more. He was more willing to admire quietly and smiled, "It's rare for you to come back. Let's buy some spices …"
But he suddenly stopped talking. With a trace of strange movement, Luoqiu moved his sight.
That was the feeling of the black card … and the black card reflected the mood of the holder.
It wasn't too strong, but vaguely, there was a feeling of wanting to meet. You Ye also seemed to have sensed what Boss Luo sensed. She stopped her steps and cast an inquiring look.
"Build a place for negotiation." Luoqiu slowly ordered.
Miss Servant Girl nodded, and her deep blue pupils like the sea slightly brightened … Looking at You Ye's eyes, Luoqiu couldn't help but recall the first and only day when he came to the club as a guest.
She was still so charming.
…
Gradually, Brubov found that something was wrong. The pedestrians around seemed to be decreasing all the time.
It was a bit strange. It wasn't that he walked to a place with fewer people, but that people disappeared one by one in front of him. But the street was still the same.
Around them, some gray fog began to emerge from the ground. Brubov subconsciously put his hand on his chest.
In the inner pocket of the suit against his chest, there was a secret that he didn't intend to tell others in his life … He subconsciously sped up his pace and finally came to a small shop that sold spices.
It was this store … Every once in a while, he would subconsciously pass by this store and then stand there quietly for a while.
Many times, he didn't gain anything. But this time … he saw something different.
Everything in the shop seemed to be still … as if he had entered the narrow space of time.
He didn't see the shop owner, nor did he see any more customers … except a man and a woman. The man was now looking at the goods on a display cabinet with his back to him.
As for the girl …
"You Ye, Miss Miss! Long time no see. "
Brubov took a deep breath and looked up. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, but still stepped into the shop.
…
"Long time no see indeed, Mr. Brubov." Miss Servant Girl greeted him with a smile.
Brubov said seriously, "Since that time, I have passed by here many times, but …"
"The club has moved away from here for a while." You Ye still said with a professional smile, "But, if the desire of a customer is strong enough, it is completely possible to come to our shop … Mr. Brubov, you probably just hesitate around here every time?"
Brubov said with a wry smile, "Twenty years ago, I used up my love and got enough money … Until now, I'm still single."
He shook his head, "Over the years, although there are many excellent women around me, none of them can move my heart. I think my hesitation is not without reason. "
"I see." You Ye nodded and didn't speak. She quietly turned around and looked at the back of her master.
Brubov took a deep breath and said seriously, "Long time no see, shop owner."
"But I think we haven't officially met. Mr. Brubov … right? "
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