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The Rolls-Royce drove out of the security management office and came to Erke Street slowly.

The Erke Street during the day faded away from the hustle and bustle at night, but Xia Yi still saw a few drunks lying on the road from the street.

After turning around on Erker 2st Street and [-]nd Street, finally, Rolls-Royce parked at a place called "Volga River".

door of the tavern.

The reason why I came here is that other pubs seem to be serious pubs on the surface, but only this pub has a plaque depicting beer barrels and sausage food on a plate.

Xia Yi walked to the door of the bar, moved his nose, and said to Li Yu with a smile: "Do you smell a smell of smoke?"

Li Yu narrowed his eyes for a moment, then nodded: "It should be the smell of smoked sausage."

"Looks like I'm lucky today."

Pushing the door open, an air mixed with a faint smell of alcohol rushed into his nostrils instantly. The first thing Xia Yi saw was... a few beer barrels piled up at the entrance.

But I have to admit that the fighting nation loves alcohol.

Originally, Xia Yi thought that there might be no one in the morning, but after entering the door, he realized that there were already two tables of guests sitting in the room. In front of everyone was a large draft beer mug, and there were sausages, bacon, and pickles on the plate.

"Uh, welcome.

"After the bearded boss in front of the bar saw Xia Yi and Li Yu, the Russian that he blurted out turned into Chinese.

Then he pointed to a table for four in the restaurant: "Please sit down wherever you want."

Xia Yi nodded, glanced curiously at the three beer barrels of different colors on the left hand side of the bearded man, smelled them again, and said to the boss, "Is the back kitchen smoking meat?"

"Yes, in bacon.

Do you want to try the freshly smoked Leba sour cucumber and a cup of liquid bread, which is a rare delicacy.

""OK, thanks.

First, 5 servings for five people."

Xia Yi looked very polite, ordered food, and sat quietly with Li Yu'an at the table for four people near the bar.

The two were sitting opposite each other, looking like a couple who came to have dinner.

But from the time the two of them entered, there was a table of guests who hurried out after the two of them took their seats.

And the voices of talking and chatting at the other table were also much quieter.

Xia Yi ignored the group of people, just smiled and chatted with Li Yu, discussing different ways of porridge.

I also asked Li Yu if he had eaten the kind of fragrant porridge made of rice porridge, lettuce and sesame oil.

After chatting for a while, the bearded man came over with two glasses of beer and a pickle.

"Director Xia, this is Russian Federation dark beer, made with Siberian wheat juice. If you don't mind, please try it to see if it suits your taste."

As he spoke, he put a draft beer mug that was almost as big as Xia Yi's face, exuding the sweetness of chocolate, in front of him.

Then he picked up another cup: "Miss Li Yu, this is yellow beer, the taste is relatively soft, very suitable for girls to drink.

Take it easy, you two."

Xia Yi didn't ask him why he knew him, and he didn't care too much.

Just nodded, lifted the heavy cup and took a small sip, his eyes lit up.

"Xiaoyu, I learned a toast from Sergey Sha, come, Bayer and Leigh!"

Hearing Xia Yi's words, Li Yu also raised the cup with a smile: "Baye and Lie.

I wish you good health, Team Xia."

The two drank the wine in one gulp.

Two empty cups fell to the ground, Xia Yi said: "Two more cups."

Xia Yi ate this meal slowly, but happily.

The diet of the Russian Federation is especially suitable for a person with a big appetite like him. It is large in quantity and affordable, and it is indeed a great enjoyment to use various exotic flavors with wine.

After Li Yu drank two cups, he couldn't drink anymore.

But Xia Yi ate a plate of meat and a glass of beer, which was a joy.

From morning to noon, he ate until noon, and when he was tired, he held a glass of wine, cigar and chatted with Li Yu, and then he continued to attack the food when he was almost rested.

And when the noon meal was over, he still hadn't left, but stopped eating, and continued to sit on the seat with a cigar in his mouth, chatting and laughing with Li Yu.

But at some point, the whole restaurant changed from a bustling crowd at noon to a deserted place.

Outside the door that Xia Yi can't see, whenever someone wants to eat here, they will be stopped by a group of men in black suits.

Facing these men in black, no one dared to refuse, but obediently went elsewhere.

In the room, Xia Yi drank another glass of beer, swallowed the Lieba used to accompany the wine, and said to the bearded man, "Have another glass."

""

The bearded man looked at the young man who had already drank five barrels of dark beer but did not show any signs of drunkenness, and smiled a little reluctantly: "Okay."

Then another glass of wine was placed in front of Xia Yi.

Xia Yi's ears moved suddenly, and then he smiled at Li Yu and said, "Xiao Yu, go to the door to meet the guests."

Li Yu understood in seconds, nodded: "Yes, Team Xia."

She got up from the four-person seat and walked to the door. As soon as she opened the door, she immediately saw a middle-aged man with half-long hair and a beard walking in.

Facing Li Yu who suddenly opened the door, the middle-aged gentleman in a suit with a bauhinia pattern scarf pinned to his chest smiled and nodded: "Hello, Miss Li Yu."

Li Yu glanced at him and nodded, "Hello, Mr. Kirtley."

"Is Director Xia in there?"

The middle-aged gentleman asked politely.

Li Yu nodded: "Yes, please come in."

The middle-aged gentleman smiled slightly: "Thank you."

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After the middle-aged man and the only follower behind him entered the tavern, naturally, the young blond follower sat near the door.

And Li Yu sat opposite him.

This is an unwritten rule.

The bosses are talking about things, if there are more younger brothers, then each side will be clearly divided.

And if each brings one person, then the bosses sit at the same table, and the two younger brothers also sit at the same table.

This is to prevent the other party's little brother from suddenly violently attacking and hurting others, and if the distance from one's own side is too far, it may be too late to cover or rescue.

Secondly, the so-called loser does not lose, both sides must put on an evenly matched attitude, so as not to embarrass the boss.

So, Li Yu sat face to face with the blond young man.

And the middle-aged man in a suit walked up to Xia Yi: "Director Xia, do you mind if I sit here?"

"Of course you don't mind, Mr. Kirtley.

You have kept me waiting for 5 hours, and it is so easy to expect you to come. Is it possible that I still have to raise my head to talk to you?" Xia Yi said without raising his head while stuffing the big Lieba bread into his mouth .

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was not angry, he just sat down opposite Xia Yi with a smile, turned his head and said to the bearded man: "Chaikolov, old rules."

"Yes, Mr. Kirtley."

The bearded man nodded, also took a glass of dark beer, and served a platter consisting of bread, bacon, sausage, pickles and cheese.

And Xia Yi continued to eat the bread on the plate unhurriedly, until he felt a little choked, then raised his head and drank a big mouthful of beer.

At this time, he finally set his eyes on the face of the middle-aged gentleman opposite.

"This is the second time we've met, Mr. Kirtley."

The middle-aged gentleman smiled slightly: "Yes, the first time was in Katyusha's kitchen.

I originally wanted to invite Director Xia to have a drink, but you are with friends, in order not to be rude, I can only regretfully save the opportunity to invite you until next time."

"It's time for a drink."

Xia Yi nodded: "After all, the friendship between the Russian Federation and the Chinese Empire is deeply rooted, based on emotion and reason, your country is a big brother to us.

Right"

"The spirit of the Soviets lives on in the hearts of every Russian citizen."

Hearing this, Xia Yi smiled and raised his glass: "To the departed red giant."

""

When the middle-aged gentleman heard this, the smile on his face froze slightly.

After thinking about it, he also raised his cup: "I wish it a new life as soon as possible."

clink.

Xia Yi drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

He waved to the bearded man, signaling him to take the cup.

And the middle-aged gentleman on the opposite side also drank the wine in the glass with a boldness that did not match his elegant temperament. According to the customs of the people of the Russian Federation, he pinched a piece of meat sausage and put it in his nose. After smelling it, he put it in his mouth to chew:.

Looking at his appearance, Xia Yi asked with a smile: "Mr. Dmitry Vladimirovich Kotli, since we can drink a glass of wine together, it means that our relationship has made great progress.

So, are we already friends?"

The middle-aged gentleman nodded: "Of course."

"So, as a friend, can I make a friend-to-friend request?"

"Certainly, please, my friend."

Hearing this address, Xia Yi smiled even more happily.

While laughing, he pointed in the direction of Beishan: "My dear Dmitry, I wonder if you have studied the theory of Feng Shui?"

""

The middle-aged gentleman glanced at Xia Yi, and said without any hesitation: "No."

"Really not?"

"Yes, although I know this is a very old culture in your country.

But sorry, I don't have much research."

"No wonder"

Xia Yi showed his original appearance.

"No wonder you, as friends, would do something like that.

I thought you guys did it on purpose, but since it wasn't on purpose, it means that we can continue this meeting and chat in a slightly more civilized way."

The middle-aged gentleman's heart was full of alarm bells, but on the surface he said calmly: "Xia, my friend, I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Dmitry, how long have you been in Korea?"

Xia Yi didn't answer the question,,,.

"I'm millennial."

"What is Laihan doing to invest in life?"

"I just like it here, and I have invested in some small industries here, so"

He shrugged, looking like an ordinary Russian who stayed here by chance.

And Xia Yi didn't pursue it, just nodded: "It sounds like a wonderful fate.

Dear Dmitry, I know you and your family have a lot of energy, don't you?"

The middle-aged gentleman said calmly, "Xia, do you need anything?"

"Of course there is a need."

Xia Yi nodded, and pointed his fingers in the direction of Beishan again: "Although I don't know what happened, but a stream that originally flowed from the border of your country to our country was cut off by you.