Trafford’s Trading Club

"Well, come closer... Well, that's it, eggplant!"

After the uncle successfully took the photo, he walked up to Luo Qiu with his mobile phone and praised: "She's very beautiful! Your girlfriend!"

"Thanks."

Luo Qiu accepted the compliment.

He wasn't quite sure what the original reference standard was when Catherine II created Youye's body, but it was indeed difficult to find anything that could be called a flaw in this body that combined the advantages of the East and the West.

The uncle smiled and said, "A new student? Or a tourist?"

Luo Qiu asked curiously: "How to say?"

The uncle who was caught in front of the Petrov Theater and came from the same country as Luo Qiu smiled and said: "Because, if you have been here for a while, in addition to watching the normal performances, basically You won’t come back even if you go to school. From what I see of your age, you’re either a student or a tourist.”

"You can be considered a tourist," Luo Qiu said.

The uncle introduced the surrounding places very enthusiastically, using his experience of living here for nearly ten years to tell some things that need attention.

"... You must bring your identification and visas with you. The police here will check our documents carefully. If you really forgot to bring them, then just ask and pretend to be dead! What will they do in the end? It’s not yours. In addition, if you encounter any difficulties, it is always better to find a local lawyer than to find the embassy.”

"lawyer?"

The uncle smiled and then held out a business card.

There are instructions in Russian on the front, and in Chinese on the back, which Luo Qiu is very familiar with.

Dali Law Firm.

Shen Mingjun.

Seeing Luo Qiu holding his business card with a weird look, this uncle... Shen Mingjun said with a smile: "I didn't mean to find business so I said the embassy is not good... Well, it's useless to talk about this too much. If you If you live here for a long time, you will gradually understand it.”

"It's okay." Luo Qiu accepted the business card.

Shen Mingjun smiled and said, "Then I won't disturb you, I have other things to do."

Watching Shen Mingjun leave, Luo Qiu handed the business card to You Ye's hand. The maid then put it into the leather bag in her hand.

As the owner of the club, there should be nothing that requires help from a lawyer... Besides, although he is indeed completely unfamiliar with life in this place.

But the maid next to him was there... Before the club moved to his city, it stayed in this place for a very long time.

Lowering his head, Luo Qiu sent this photo, which would probably temporarily block Ren Ziling's mouth.

"Want to go somewhere?" Luo Qiu asked, looking at Youye.

Since he came to Moscow this time to fulfill his promise to You Ye to come here for a visit, Luo Qiu, who had always been kind-hearted, simply let You Ye make the decision this time.

"There is no place in particular that I want to visit." Youye shook his head and said softly: "If the master has a place that he wants to see, Youye can become a qualified tour guide."

Luo Qiu smiled and said: "If we roll the ball around like this, we will probably have to stay here in a daze by nightfall."

You Ye thought for a while and said, "In that case, let's go to Tverskaya Street. There is a good supermarket there."

"supermarket?"

"Because it's almost time to prepare dinner for you, Master." The maid smiled.

Thinking about it, Luo Qiu has basically never eaten food from outside since becoming the owner of the club, but You Ye seems to have no intention of changing this aspect of life.

"Then let's go to the supermarket." Luo Qiu smiled.

On the first day after arriving in Moscow, the club owner and the maid went to the supermarket.

…

…

Outside the splendid and luxurious classical palace-style huge building is the famous Tverskaya Street. On the road that is more than ten lanes wide, you can see an endless stream of vehicles... This is a very prosperous place. But this kind of prosperity is completely irrelevant to Nikita.

What he was concerned about now was how to escape from the hands of these two big men.

But the fact is that these two people forced him to the wall of the alley, one on the left and one on the right like two big mountains. For the thin Nikita, there seemed to be no possibility of escape no matter what.

"I have no money." Nikita said with a begging voice.

One of the big men suddenly sneered and said nothing, but punched Nikita directly in the stomach.

One punch made Nikita squat on the ground in pain, clutching her stomach, vomiting bitterly, "I really don't have any extra money. I still owe the landlord two months' rent... I want to sleep on the street." superior."

Another big man who didn't hit anyone sneered: "This is Boss Eagle's territory. It's not the first day you've come here to make a living. If you don't pay the protection fee, get out of here!"

"But I really have no money." Nikita said with a dry cough.

"You will have it."

The big man who hit the person laughed ferociously, and the muscles on his arms that had obviously been exercised bulged. He easily pulled Nikita up, and once again aimed at Nikita's belly, he sent out hooks one after another. fist.

"Stop, stop!"

At this moment, a man in his thirties with a beard on his face hurriedly ran in. The man has a strong body that is not inferior to these two big men, and is even slightly taller.

When he got in front of Nikita, the big man who beat him stopped. Nikita suddenly slid along the wall and sat on the ground, with some blood flowing from his mouth.

The man knelt down and glanced at Nikita, with a trace of anger flashing in his eyes. His hand grasped the fist, but it only relaxed in an instant.

"Stop beating him. I'll pay him for his protection money." The man took a deep breath and stood up.

When I got closer, I realized that this man was actually a head taller than these two big men. He was like an iron tower. Although he was being looked up to by the two big men at the moment... But these two people obviously did not show any fear.

The man quickly took out his wallet and was about to count the banknotes when one of the big men suddenly reached out and grabbed all the banknotes in the man's wallet and said coldly: "That's the number."

"This is already three times more!" The man frowned.

But the big man holding the money smiled, and gently slapped the man's face with the banknotes in his hand, "This is the amount I pay for helping others, especially you, haha! What, do you want to do something? Come here. ah."

"Collect the money and let's go!" The man took a deep breath and his voice became deeper.

Another big man whistled, smiled disdainfully, and patted his companion on the shoulder, "Next time, remember to let this guy bring enough money!"

With that said, the two left from one end of the alley.

The man sighed, then turned around and squatted down, looking at Nikita, "Nikita, how are you?"

"Oleg...I'm sorry, I have to ask you again this time..."

"It's nothing." The man... Oleg shook his head and said, "Can you still stand up?"

Nikita nodded. Although his expression was painful, he still stood up in front of him. But Kinita's face was full of anger, "Oleg, you should have beaten them! I know that you can knock down these two guys easily!"

Oleg said calmly: "I have finished delivering the goods. If you are okay, I will pick up my son from school."

Kinita wanted to say something else, but Oleg was already walking out of the alley. Kinita moved her lips, and finally leaned against the wall tiredly.

After a while, Nikita vigorously kicked the trash can next to him as if to vent his anger, and then sat down again holding his head. After a while, he got up and left the alley in despair.

When leaving the alley, Nikita looked blankly at this bustling street...those luxurious sports cars drove past him from time to time, and he couldn't help but look envious.

He also saw a particularly beautiful woman, but this woman was next to a man who was looking at the east, and she seemed quite intimate.

"Even a guy from the East can still enjoy such a super beauty if he has money...money, money, money!"

Nikita spat hard, reluctantly looked away from the beautiful woman, and walked away step by step.

…

Before entering the Yeliseyevsky Supermarket, Luo Qiu suddenly asked: "I heard that gangs are quite active in Russia. Those who just paid for protection can be considered as well, right?"

The maid lady said based on many years of experience here: "I'm afraid they are just small gangsters at most. They may be peripheral members of a certain gang, so they can only collect protection fees."

Luo Qiu nodded and walked into the supermarket.

It's said to be a supermarket... but it's huge and resplendent like a palace. It's actually a tourist attraction, right? (To be continued.)