Morse• Urey• Typica didn’t like his na Urey; he preferred others to call him Mr. Morse.
Especially these days... He felt he had a strange dream.
In the dream, he was strangely detained in a police cell because due to being framd... But in fact, these days he was secretly making a plan with Brubov to deal with Efim.
And the plan was finally completed.
"Brubov, Congratulations, you will be the new Duma. The House of Commons needs an excellent person like you."
That was not in the Typica’s manor, but in a private room of a restaurant downtown.
"Well done, Mr. Morse." Brubov was calr than Morse imagined. He could be described as taciturnity at the banquet.
And Brubov strictly did not touch alcohol... which was very rare for Russian n.
Brubov looked at Morse and lightly said, "The nomination will be released in two months. And I will bring forward the shipping andnt plans in the Parliant to fight for more benefits for your ’company’."
"Hahaha! Brubov, I like your pragmatic character." Morse happily said with his eyes narrowed, "But work hard doesn’t an you don’t need to relax. I’ve arranged a few good girls for Mr. Brubov tonight..."
"If that’s everything you need, I’ll go back to the company." Unexpectedly, Brubov suddenly stood up and looked at Morse, "Please keep in touch."
Morse face didn’t change, but showing a rather regrettable look, "Well, then I’m looking forward to have a dinner with Mr. Brubov next ti."
Brubov just nodded and tidied up his clothes... After that, he left with his bodyguards.
"Tut. Brubov reminds of the Germanic nation." Morse drank a mouthful of red wine, "Not a real Russian."
"Sir, Brubov is a real Russian, this should be confird." The old butler reminded him.
Morse shrugged, "I said it’s my feeling... I hate such stiff guys."
Morse suddenly thought of sothing, and whispered, "Go arrange a few people to go to Brubov’s company. I don’t like that he leads by the nose."
"Yes, sir."
...
"Boss, do you really want to work with the Typica family from now?" In the car, the upright-sitting secretary suddenly asked.
Brubov slowly opened his eyes; he looked out of the window, and suddenly asked, "Where’s this place?"
The secretary just said, "It’s near Tverskaya Street."
"Stop here, I want to get off and take a walk." Brubov quietly said.
The secretary had to ask the driver to stop the car near the street. After getting off, Brubov said, "Wait for here, I want to walk alone."
"Boss, it’s too dangerous." The secretary frowned.
Tverskaya Street, which was filled with lots of shops and restaurants, was a good place of consumption for tourists and local people. The large crowds allowed this place be the favorite place of pickpockets. So, it was reasonable for the secretary to worry about the safety of her boss.
"Did you forget what my previous job was before?" Brubov patted the secretary’s shoulder and indifferently said, "Just wait for here."
The secretary had to stop speaking. Of course, she knew what her boss was before he went into business.
He was a soldier.
...
...
When it ca to the history of the club, there should be a place for it to settle. Just like the club that was now was settled in a real shop, but in a different dinsion. The club must have existed soplace in Russia too.
"A spice shop?"
"Yes, this is the forr site of the club."
Boss Luo sized up the shop, which specially sold all sorts of spice coming from the European area.
Anyway, he didn’t believe the forr boss who never went out could specifically select such a place to do business.
So... It was probably chosen by the servant girl.
Luo Qiu curiously looked at You Ye... The servant girl just blinked her eyes and asked with her head tilted, "Master, what’s the matter?"
Was she... acting cute?
The servant girl of the club acted a once-in-a-century cute.
"Nothing." Luo Qiu just rembered her appearance in his heart and quietly admire this instead of talking more. He smiled, "You seldom co back, so let’s buy so spices as..."
He suddenly stopped talking, and turned his sight with a trace of suspicion.
The weirdness ca from a black card... And the black card reflected the mood of its owner.
It was not very strong but it gave a signal that it wanted to et the boss. You Ye seed to sense the sa feel, and her steps stopped, throwing an inquiring look to Boss Luo.
"Build a place for negotiation." Luo Qiu slowly ordered.
The servant girl nodded, and her sea-like dark blue pupils were glittering... Looking at You Ye’s eyes, Luo Qiu couldn’t help thinking of the day that he ca to the club as a guest.
She was still so charming.
...
Gradually, Brubov strangely felt that the pedestrians were decreasing.
It was not because he went to a place with few people, but people disappeared gradually from his sight in this street.
And the dusky gray mist began to erge from the ground. Brubov subconsciously put his hand on his chest.
In his suit pocket, there was a secret that he didn’t intend to share with others in his life... He subconsciously walked faster, and finally he ca to a small spice shop.
Yes, the small shop... Once in a while, he went through this shop, and quietly stood here for a mont.
Most of the ti, he gained nothing. But this ti... He saw sothing different.
Everything in the shop seed to turn static... Like going through a gap of ti and space.
There was no shopkeeper or guests... Except a man and a woman. And the man, who had his back facing him, was watching the commodities on the display cabinet.
As for the girl...
"Miss You Ye! It has been a long ti. "
Brubov took a deep breath; he looked up, stepping into this spice shop after a second of hesitation.
...
"It’s been a long ti, Mr. Brubov." The servant girl greeted with a smile.
Now Brubov sternly said, "Since that ti, I went through here many tis, but..."
"The club had moved away from here for a while already." You Ye still had the professional smile, "But, if the transaction desire of the custor is strong enough, it is entirely possible to co to our club. Mr. Brubov, maybe every ti you just hesitated when approaching. "
Brubov bitterly laughed, "Twenty years ago, I spent my love for obtaining enough money... Now I’m still single."
He shook his head, "These years, no female could touch my heart, even if many of them were excellent enough. I think my hesitation may be because of this."
"Well." You Ye nodded without talking more, and quietly turned around to look at the figure of her master.
Brubov took a deep breath and sternly said, "Long ti no see, Mr. Luo."
"But I think we haven’t formally t each other before. Mr. Brubov... Have we?"
Actually, several days ago, Boss Luo had seen him but he couldn’t see Luo Qiu; However, Boss Luo thought, "What the hell do you an by ’it’s been a long ti’..."
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