At the moment when Arex turned around and left, Luoqiu moved his line of sight.
The so-called 26 Dream-Eating Tapir was actually … a tapir, right? Arex's back seemed to have changed a little, becoming bloated.
And the pair of hands exposed from the sleeves seemed to have become hooves. Perhaps its nose was elongated like an elephant's trunk, but it was much shorter.
Luoqiu blinked. Arex's back was like a projection with a new film, returning to its original appearance. Finally, he opened the door and walked out, never looking back.
He had already completed his mission, which was to deliver something to his predecessor. He had also unexpectedly obtained a portion of food that could be considered delicious.
He should be in a good mood. But if he just left like this, wouldn't it mean leaving a mess here?
"Were all the previous customers so capricious?" Luoqiu suddenly asked curiously.
If it was a customer, Miss Maid wouldn't deliberately discredit him. She tried to maintain the perspective of a bystander, "Mr. Arex is a relatively special one among the customers who have done many transactions. He won't stay in one place for too long, but is always on the road. "
Luoqiu subconsciously looked at the girl lying on the sofa. After her nightmares were eaten, she became so peaceful.
Miss Maid suddenly said, "However, after the Nightmare Tapir eats the nightmare, it doesn't leave a beautiful dream."
Luoqiu looked at his maid curiously.
"It just eats this part of the nightmare, so that the person whose dream is eaten will have the idea of 'no more similar'. Therefore, what the Yume-Eating Tapir ate was perhaps the prayer of 'hoping that hope would not appear again'. And for the person whose dream is eaten, her roots are still there. "
Looking at her master blinking his eyes, Miss Maid tried to explain in more detail, "For example, humans plant fruit trees. Every time after the fruit is harvested, the tree itself is still there, and it will still bear fruit … Master? You Ye don't understand? "
Luoqiu shook his head, "No, I'm just thinking that you always know a lot … Well, she woke up."
…
However, when she woke up, she did not become clearer because the nightmare had been eaten. She rubbed the space between her eyebrows and looked around blankly.
It was still the same living room, the owner of the small villa, the maid, and the sleeping little girl, Lina. Gloria hadn't woken up yet either. She was still sleeping on the other end of the sofa.
"Did I fall asleep …" Allie patted her forehead gently. "I think I had a dream, a little …"
The confusion in her eyes deepened.
Luoqiu asked, "A little bit of what?"
"A little …" Allie frowned, but soon shook her head, "Nothing … Oh, haven't Branham and the others come back yet?"
Luoqiu nodded, "In fact, I haven't seen Mr. Branham and Len appear together."
"Is that so …"
She instinctively thought that he meant that Branham and Len hadn't come back yet … As for this strange expression, it was probably because he was not familiar with Russian grammar and occasionally made mistakes.
Although she always felt that it was incredible that this young villa owner could have such a pure native accent.
"Oh, when did I fall asleep?" Allie tried hard to recall her previous memory, "Oh, did you ask me a question just now?"
"You are … Miss Allie?" Luoqiu suddenly asked.
"Haven't I introduced myself before?" Allie showed a stunned look and shook her head, "Your question is really strange."
Luoqiu smiled, "I'm sorry, you can take it as my occupational disease. I always need to talk about some problems with my customers … Well, it's a kind of consulting work. This is because although many customers are often eager for something, they are unable to clearly grasp what they want. "
Allie frowned and said, "But you can't guarantee that what you're guiding is what the customer really wants … Isn't this too subjective?"
"Bystanders are always clearer." Luoqiu whispered, "But Miss Allie is right, I can't guarantee this, so the customer is still the one who determines what they want."
"You … don't tell me you are a psychiatrist or something like that?" Allie smiled and said, "You give me this kind of feeling. Of course, I don't mean to make fun of you or anything else. In fact, it's quite interesting to chat with you, it's not so boring. "
"Thank you."
Allie stretched herself, as if she suddenly became more energetic, "Like what Branham said, there is always a mysterious color in the East. Are you not ordinary people?"
It was like a joke for Allie at this time, but it was just a joke to make this place not so boring.
Luoqiu casually glanced at the window outside the living room, and then looked at Allie, "If we are businessmen who can sell anything to customers, do you think we are ordinary people?"
"Anything?" Allie gave a start, seeming to think about the scope of the so-called anything.
"Yes, anything. As long as the customer can imagine and afford it, we will sell it. Of course, as a customer, you can choose not to buy it. Because the choice is always on the customer. "
Allie blinked her eyes, suddenly biting her finger, "Well … Isn't this statement a bit problematic? For example, the customer does have the choice to not buy it … But, except from you, the customer has no other way to buy what he wants from other sellers. Well, in this case, the customer has no autonomy, right? And, if he really needs this kind of thing, he can't choose not to buy it, right? It's like a monopoly. "
This was the first customer who would discuss this issue with the club's Boss Luo.
… All the characteristics of a top student??
Allie smiled and said, "That's why you guys can't sell everything. This statement is too exaggerated. To be exact, you only sell things that the customer can afford. And if the customer can't afford it, then it doesn't exist. So, the so-called 'everything can be sold' should be a kind of magnified slogan similar to an advertisement. "
"We can sell everything." Luoqiu said indifferently, "Although the part that the customer can buy depends on the customer's purchasing power, as the supplier, we don't have the concept of 'no'. At least that's what I've been in contact with so far. "
"You say it like it's true." Allie shook her head, casually saying, "If I say that I feel my life is very bad, can you sell me a very good life? How much money do I need to pay for a happy life? Besides, if life can be measured by money, and I have this wealth, why should I buy it from you? "
"Because of this." Luoqiu smiled, "We don't charge any money."
"No money?" Allie gave a start, "Then how do you make a profit?"
"Health, sanity, friendship, love …" Luoqiu said slowly, "Even a soul, these are all our ways of making a profit."
For a moment, Allie felt cold in her body.
Her arms, her thighs, the skin that could not be seen under her clothes, even her forehead and cheeks, all of them had a slightly numb feeling.
Subconsciously, she had a feeling that this might be true. This feeling lasted for a short time, because a rapid knock on the door suddenly woke her up.
Allie stood up in a flurry, "It should be Branham who came back! I'll open the door! "
…
"Branham …" At the moment when the door was opened, Allie suddenly stopped talking.
She didn't see Branham, but two men in police uniforms. The two men in police uniforms saw Allie, and came forward without saying anything. They pressed Allie to the ground and handcuffed her hands.
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