Morse Yuri DiKabi didn't like to be called by his name, and he usually asked people to call him Mr. Morse. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Especially after a few days...... He felt like he was having a weird dream.

In the dream, he was inexplicably in the detention room of the police station because he was wronged...... But the reality is that he has been secretly planning the affairs of Yefim with a guy named Brubov all this time.

In fact, the plan was eventually completed.

"Brebov, congratulations, soon it will become the new Duma, the House of Commons needs such a brilliant talent as you. ”

Not at the Dicabi estate, but in a restaurant box in the city.

"Thank you, Mr. Morse. Breprov was more prosaic than Morse had imagined, and at this feast could even be described as taciturn.

Moreover, Brebov did not drink alcohol...... This seems to be very rare for a Russian man.

Breupov looked at Morse at this time and said indifferently: "The appointment should come down in the next two months." When the time comes, I will propose a shipping amendment in the Councillors, and I will strive for more preferential treatment for your company. ”

"Hahahaha! Brebov I like your pragmatic character. Morse squinted and said happily: "However, work is work, and when it is time to relax, you still need to relax." I arranged a couple of nice ladies for Mr. Brubov in the evening......"

"If there's nothing else to do, I'll go back to the office first. Unexpectedly, Brebov suddenly stood up at this time, looked at Morse and said, "Just keep in touch." ”

Morse's face remained unchanged, and he sighed rather regretfully. "In that case, then I look forward to having dinner with Mr. Brubov next time. ”

Brebov just nodded, and then straightened his clothes...... It was as neat as if he had come, and he left with the bodyguards following.

"Tsk. This Brebov reminds me of the Germanic peoples. Morse took a sip of red wine, "and not an authentic Russian." ”

"Sir, Brebov is of very orthodox Russian descent, and there should be nothing wrong with this. The old butler reminded in time.

Morse shrugged, "I said it feels...... I hate this kind of guy who borders on stereotypes. ”

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Morse whispered at this time: "You go and arrange a few people to go to work in Brubov's company." I don't like what Brebov says, I just think it is. ”

"Understood. ”

......

"Boss, do you really plan to continue working with the Dekabi family all the time?" the secretary in the car suddenly asked, sitting upright.

Brubov, who had closed his eyes and recuperated, slowly opened his eyes at this time, he looked out of the car window, and suddenly asked: "What is this place?"

The secretary had no choice but to say: "It's almost time to Tverskaya Street." ”

"Stop, I want to get out of the car and take a walk. Brebov commanded softly.

The secretary had no choice but to ask the driver in front of him to find a spot on the street and stop. After getting out of the car, Brebov suddenly said: "You just wait here for me, I want to go alone." ”

"Boss, it's too dangerous. The secretary said with a frown.

Tverskaya Street, filled with a large number of shops and restaurants, is a place where tourists and locals like to spend, and the turnover of people is too large, so naturally there will be a lot of pickpockets and the like, and he is not a secretary who is not worried about the safety of his boss.

"Have you forgotten what I did before?" Breupov patted the secretary on the shoulder and said indifferently, "Just wait for me here." ”

The secretary has no choice. Of course, he knew what his boss did before he went into business.

It's a soldier.

......

......

If the club occupies the position of a real store in the city of Locho, in that shopping street, and at the same time exists in the same place in a different phase from this store, then it should have had its own place of residence before the club came to the city where Locho is located.

"Spice shop?"

"Yes, that's where the club was before it moved. ”

Boss Luo took a good look at this shop, which was selling from different parts of the world...... Well, it's mainly a small shop specializing in spices in the European region.

Anyway, he didn't believe that his previous boss was in a state of not leaving the boudoir half-step, and he would deliberately choose such a place as a place to operate.

So...... Probably the maid lady chosen.

Luo Qiu looked at Yuye curiously...... The maid just blinked, tilted her head sideways and asked, "Master, is there something wrong?"

This...... This is selling cuteness, right?

The club's maid lady is a rare place to buy and sell here for a thousand years, right?

"Nothing. Luo Qiu, who just buried the appearance of the maid at this time in his heart, didn't want to say more, and was more willing to appreciate it quietly, smiled and said: "It's rare to come back once, go buy some spices as a hand......"

But his speech suddenly stopped, and with a hint of uncertainty, Luo Qiu turned his gaze.

That's what a black card feels like...... The black card reflects the mood of the holder.

It's not too strong, but vaguely, there is a feeling of wanting to meet. As if he had sensed what Boss Luo had sensed, Youye stopped his steps and cast an inquiring look.

"Let's create a place to meet. Luo Qiu commanded slowly.

The maid nodded, her dark blue pupils like the sea, slightly brightened...... Looking into Youye's eyes, Luo Qiu couldn't help but think of the day he was at the club for the first time and the only time he was a guest.

She's still so charming.

......

Gradually, Brebov noticed that something was wrong, and the number of pedestrians around him seemed to be decreasing.

It's a little weird, it's not that he went to a place where there are few people, but that people disappear from his front one by one, but the street is still this street.

All around, from the ground, some gray mist began to emerge. Brebov subconsciously reached out and pressed it on his chest.

In the inner pocket of the suit against his chest, there was a secret that he never intended to tell anyone else in his life...... He subconsciously quickened his pace, and finally came to a small shop selling spices.

This is the little shop...... Every once in a while, he would subconsciously pass by this small shop, and then stand quietly for a while.

Many times, he basically didn't get anything. And this time...... He saw something different.

Everything in the shop seems to be still...... It's like entering a slit in time and space.

He didn't see the owner, nor did he see any more customers...... Except for a man and a woman. The man was now facing away from him, looking at the merchandise on a display case.

As for the girl......

"Miss Youye, long time no see. ”

Brebov took a deep breath and looked up, as if hesitating for a moment, but still stepped into the spice shop.

......

"It's been a long time, Mr. Brubov. Miss Maid greeted her with a smile.

Brebov said with a straight face: "Since that time, I have passed through here many times, but ......"

"It's been a while since the club moved here. Still smiling professionally, Yuya said, "It's just that if the desire to trade as a customer is strong enough, it's entirely possible to come to our store...... Mr. Brubov, probably just hesitating around here every time?"

Breupov smiled bitterly and said: "Twenty years ago, after I used up my love and got enough money...... Until now, he is still single. ”

He shook his head and said, "Over the years, although there have been many outstanding women around me, they can't make my heart move. I think my hesitation is not without reason. ”

"That's it. Yuya nodded, and instead of speaking, he quietly turned around and looked at his master's back.

Brebov took a deep breath and said, "Long time no see, shopkeeper." ”

"But I don't think we've officially met. Mr. Brubov ...... Really?"

Although I saw you a few days ago and you couldn't see me, Boss Luo still thought to himself: I haven't seen you for a long time...... (To be continued.) )