Trafford's Trading Club

"Yeah, get closer... well, good, cheese!"

After the uncle finished taking pictures, he came to Luo Qiu with a cellphone, praising, "Your girlfriend is very beautiful!"

"Thank you."

Luo Qiu accepted the compliment.

He was not sure about what exactly the reference standard was for Ekaterina II in creating You Ye’s body but it was hard to find a place that could be called a flaw on the combination of both eastern and western advantages.

The uncle smiled and said, "Are you guys new students? Or tourists?"

Luo Qiu felt curious, "Is there any difference between them?"

The uncle who was caught in front of the Petrov Theater and from the same country as Luo Qiu laughed, "Because if you’ve been here for a long time, you’ll probably not come back unless to watch the show. From your age, you must be tourists if not students."

"We could be called tourists." Luo Qiu replied.

Uncle was very enthusiastic about introducing the surrounding places, telling some of the things they should pay attention to with nearly a decade of his living experience at this place.

"... You must bring some proof of your identity and visas with you. Here, the police will check our documents at times. If you forget to take them, then just say you don’t know! They will do nothing to you. In addition, if you have some troubles, go find a local lawyer. They will always be more effective than find the embassy. "

"Lawyer?"

The uncle smiled, passing him a business card.

The front was a description in Russian, while the back was written in Chinese, which was very familiar to Luo Qiu.

Da Lie Law Firm.

Shen Mingjun.

Looking at Luo Qiu who was holding a business card with a weird look, the uncle... Shen Mingjun smiled and said, "I didn’t say that the embassy is not good on purpose out of the the desire of looking for businesses... well, if you guys live here for a long time, you’ll understand what I said little by little."

"That’s all right." Luo Qiu received the business card.

Shen Mingjun smiled, "Well, I have something else to do, have a good time here."

Watching Shen Mingjun leave, Luo Qiu passed the card to You Ye. Then the servant girl put it in her handbag.

As the club boss, there should not be anything that needed help from a lawyer...Moreover, he was absolutely new to this unknown place.

But the servant girl was by his side... She used to stay in this place for a very long period before the club moved to the city where he lived.

With his head down, Luo Qiu delivered the picture. It might temporarily bottle Ren Ziling’s mouth.

"Do you want take a walk somewhere?" Luo Qiu looked at You Ye.

This time they came to Moscow because Luo Qiu once promised You Ye to visit this place. Hence, Luo Qiu allowed You Ye to make the decision by herself.

"There’s nothing special for me to visit." You Ye shook her head and whispered, "If Master wants to go to somewhere, You Ye can be a qualified tour guide."

Luo Qiu smiled, "If we keep passing the buck, we may only stay here forever."

You Ye think for a while, "Then, let’s go to Turville Boulevard. There is a good supermarket."

"Supermarket?"

"Because it’s time to prepare the dinner for master." You Ye smiled slightly.

Since Luo Qiu became the owner of the club, he seldom had outside food--- however, You Ye seemed not to change the pace of life in this respect.

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

On the first day they came to Moscow, the club boss and the servant girl went to the supermarket.

...

...

The famous Turville Boulevard was right outside the resplendent and classical huge palace. An endless stream of vehicles were bumper to bumper on the ten-lane street... it was a very lively place but its prosperity was completely had nothing to do with Nikita.

What he cared for now was how to escape from the two strong men.

The two stopped him at the alley wall like two huge mountains. No matter how slim Nikita was, it was impossible for him to flee.

"I have no money," said Nikita with a voice as if begging for forgiveness.

One of the two suddenly sneered with silence, just punching in the stomach of Nikita directly.

The fist made Nikita squat down and clutch his stomach in pain while pouring out his grievances, "I don’t even have any single coin left and I still owe the landlord two months of rental fee... I may have to sleep in the street."

The other one who didn’t hit him sneered, "This is Boss Iger’s territory. Furthermore, it is not the first time you are here to earn a living. If you are not paying the protection fee, just get out of here!"

"But I really don’t have any money left," Nikita said while coughing.

"You will have it."

The guy who was punching him grinned hideously. The muscle of his arm bulged high, pulling up Nikita easily. He threw uppercuts one by one again at Nikita’s stomach.

"Stop, stop!"

Just then, a thirty-year-old man with stubble ran into the alley. The man’s body was not weaker than those two and was even slightly higher.

He rushed to Nikita and the man stopped hitting him. Nikita slid down along the wall and sat on the ground with some blood dripping from his mouth.

The man crouched down, glancing at a Nikita with a slight hint of anger flashing through his eyes. He clenched his fists but loosened them in an instant.

"Stop hitting him. I’ll pay the protection fee for him." The man took a deep breath and then stood up.

When they got close, it was obvious that this man was actually one head higher than the two strong men--- the two strong men looked up to the tower-like man now... but apparently the two didn’t show the face of fear .

The man quickly fished out the wallet. As he planned to count the banknotes, one of the two suddenly grabbed all the banknotes in his wallet and then said indifferently, "Just these."

"This is three times the number!" the man frowned.

The man who grabbed the money smiled, fanning the banknotes gently at his face, "This is the number for the person who helps to pay others’, especially you, haha! What? Do you want to fight? Come on."

"Go away! You’ve received the money!" The man took a deep breath, his voice turned deeper.

The other man blew a whistle, smiling with disdain. He patted his partner’s shoulder, "Next time, don’t forget to remind this guy to bring enough money!"

While saying this, the two left the alley together

The man heaved a sigh of relief and turned around to squat down, looking at Nikita, "Nikita, how are you?"

"Oleg ... I’m sorry to trouble you again this time..."

"Don’t worry." The man... Oleg shook his head and said, "Can you stand up?"

Nikita nodded. His face was painful but still stood up after having a hard time. Nikita’s face was still full of anger, "Oleg, you should hit them! I know you can easily strike down these two guys!"

While Oleg took it lightly, "I have finished delivering the goods. If you are fine, I will go to pick up my son after school."

Nikita still wanted to say something but Oleg was already walking towards the alley. Nikita moved his lips, finally leaning against the wall.

After a while, Nikita kicked the dustbin next to him to vent his resentment and then sat down holding his head. Soon after, he got up and left the alley with disappointment.

Nikita looked blankly at the bustling boulevard as he left the alley... those luxurious sports cars ran by him from time to time, he could not help throwing an admiring look.

He also saw an exceptionally beautiful woman by an eastern man’s side. They seemed to have quite an intimate relationship.

"Even for a rich eastern guy like this fellow, he can only enjoy this kind of super beautiful lady when he is rich... money, money, money!"

Nikita vomited his saliva severely, moving away reluctantly with his focus still on the beautiful woman hobbling off to leave.

...

Before entering the Yeliseyevsky supermarket, Luo Qiu asked suddenly, "I heard that the mafia in Russia is very active. Are the two who asked for protection fee just now with them, eh?"

Based on her experience living here for many years, the servant girl answered, "They’re only ruffians, probably the errand boys belong to some underworld gang who can only collect some protection fees."

Luo Qiu nodded, then they entered the supermarket.

It was called a supermarket... but from the place that was as great and magnificent as a huge palace, it was more like a tourist attraction, wasn’t it?

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!