"You come to this place often?" Sitting in the car, Khodorkovsky frowned and looked at the Chinese restaurant outside the car that seemed to be open soon.

"Often it doesn't count," Guo Shouyun said absent-mindedly, looking out of the car window with interest, "I've only been here three times before and after, um, don't look at it from the outside, it doesn't look good from the outside, but it has a different scenery inside."

"Oh?" Khodorkovsky obviously misunderstood the meaning of the other party, and there was a hint of ** on his face.

At this moment, the soldiers who got off the bus first and Guo Shouyun's bodyguards were surveying the surrounding environment, because Honghe Street during the day was where Chinese businessmen gathered, so the conditions were complicated, and the bodyguards had to be careful. After tossing for two or three minutes, until it felt okay, a bodyguard in a black suit standing in front of the store raised his arm and waved in the direction of the team.

"Let's go," Guo Shouyun shook his head when he saw the gesture sent from outside the car, stretched out his hand and gave Khodorkovsky a glance, and said, "I'll take you to see what real good food and wine are."

"I really don't know what kind of brain you have, and you have to do everything mysteriously," Khodorkovsky muttered and got out of the car door. He knew that Guo Shouyun brought him here to eat by no means. So simple, this kid must have other plans.

Surrounded by a large group of soldiers, Shi Shiran walked into the restaurant facing the countless curious eyes around the street.

Not to mention, although the appearance of this Chinese restaurant is very unremarkable, there is something else inside. As soon as you walk into the main entrance of the store. A strong atmosphere of southern China swept across. The halls and corridors made of bamboo, the hanging ornaments made of bamboo, and even the paintings on the walls are all things like bamboo carvings. In this sea of ​​bamboos and mountains, several waitresses wearing peony brocade cheongsam, smiling on the front. Stand at the end of the corridor to welcome guests. There are obviously hidden speakers on the walls of the restaurant, and the quiet music that echoes everywhere is Teresa Teng's "When Will You Come Again".

"How is it? The environment here is not bad, right?" Guo Shouyun took the lead in stepping onto the corridor, he stretched out his hand and flicked on the blue bamboo board, then smiled, "Tell you, this is the real Chinese flavor, you saw it in Moscow The so-called Chinese restaurants here are all lies.”

"Well, although it's not very high-end, it's refreshing," Khodorkovsky said across the corridor. He stopped in front of a slender bamboo pipe in front of the main hall, and while dealing with Guo Shouyun's question, he looked down at the bamboo pipe curiously. He obviously couldn't figure out what the bamboo erected at the entrance of the hall was used for, especially a row of thin copper pieces in the shape of steps were inserted more than ten centimeters below the bamboo pipe.

What is it? "Bending down to study there for a long time without seeing a doorway, Khodorkovsky couldn't help turning his head and asked.

"Wash your hands," Guo Shouyun said as he came over and pulled away a bamboo stopper at the end of the bamboo pipe.

When the humble bamboo stopper was lifted. A first-rate clear water flowed out of the bamboo tube unhurriedly, and this poured water just dripped onto the thin copper sheet below. From top to bottom, the copper pieces made a crisp and pleasant sound.

"Hey, interesting," Khodorkovsky seemed to be interested in this primitive but very new thing, he reached out and took a handful of water, and then poured his brain on the copper plate, listening to the messy echo, laughed. "This thing is quite new."

"Okay. Stop playing," Guo Shouyun gave him a hand. He whispered, "Come with me, someone is still waiting for you inside."

"Who?" Khodorkovsky asked as he pulled a towel and wiped his hands.

"You'll know when you go," Guo Shouyun said casually, "I thought you would come a few days ago, but who knows you've been delayed until today, people have been waiting here for several days."

"Waited for several days? Who is it?" Khodorkovsky said in amazement.

Guo Shouyun didn't answer, he walked ahead, bypassed a walkway covered with thin bamboo rugs, went straight into the private room that was blocked by partitions, and finally stopped in front of a room with a "Spring and Autumn Hall" woodcarving sign.

"Go in." Pushing the door open, Guo Shouyun took a step back and said with a smile, "You will know who is inside."

"You're not going in?" Khodorkovsky asked in surprise for a moment.

"They came here specially for you, so what am I going to do?" Guo Shouyun said with a smile, "Besides, I still have two things to deal with. I'll come back when I'm done."

"You don't want to hurt me, do you?" Khodorkovsky stretched his legs and took a half step into the door, laughing, "Why do I feel like this is a trap?"

"For us, Mr. Mikhail is a reliable friend, how could we harm you?" At this moment, a woman's voice came from the door.

This woman's voice was obviously not unfamiliar to Khodorkovsky. He was startled, then ignored Guo Shouyun and pushed in the door on his own.

Seeing Khodorkovsky disappear into the door, Guo Shouyun stretched out his hand and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one for himself, then turned around and continued walking towards the alley in the elegant district.

"Sir," at the door of the last room in the alley, a burly Russian man with an ordinary appearance and dress was standing there smoking a cigarette. When he saw Guo Shouyun coming, he threw away half of the cigarette butts in his hand and greeted.

"Well, are they all here?" Guo Shouyun nodded and asked casually.

"Come on, it's all inside," the big man replied.

"Where's the stuff? Are you ready for me?" Guo Shouyun put his hand on the doorknob and continued to ask.

"Bring it, we'll keep an eye on what they do, and there will never be any mistakes." The big man said respectfully.

"Very good, you go and bring the box I brought in the car, and don't let anyone come here." A smile appeared on Guo Shouyun's face, he reached out and patted the big man's shoulder and said.

"Yes, sir." The big man responded, then turned around and walked out.

After the big man's footsteps were far away, Guo Shouyun reached out and pushed open the door and walked in.

At this moment, in the room that Guo Shouyun entered, there were more than a dozen people sitting full of people. Some of these people were in their forties, and some were already Cang Hao, but the expressions on their faces were very similar. Full of apprehension.

"Mr. Guo," seeing Guo Shouyun walking into the door, these people stood up in unison.

"Sit, sit, sit down," he motioned everyone to sit down again with a smile on his face, Guo Shouyun walked to the table in the middle, sat down on the chair first, and then said, "I really don't think so. Excuse me, I made you wait for a long time, it's a little later than the agreed time. Khodorkovsky came just now, I chatted with him for a while, and it took some time, don't you mind?"

"I don't mind, I don't mind," everyone said in unison.

"Okay, let's not talk about the nonsense that we have nothing to do, what do I want?" Guo Shouyun pushed aside the set of cutlery in front of him, reached out and tapped the table top.

Everyone in the room looked at each other, and it seemed that something made them hesitate.

"Why, have you changed your mind again?" Guo Shouyun turned his head and glanced at everyone's faces, and said coldly, "It's okay, then you can go and think about it for two more days, and I can wait."

"No, no, no, Mr. misunderstood," an old man with a wrinkled face stood up and said, "It's not that we don't want to make a deal with Mr., it's just, we are just worried, whether Mr. will abide by the agreement and let us go Safely leave the Far East."

"Don't you understand my character?" Guo Shouyun sneered, "Although I don't dare to say my word, but I rarely regret what I say. I still say that, give what I want. Give it to me, I'll send you to Canada, and no one will get three million dollars in favors. I've brought the checks and visas today, and you'll get them in a moment."

When everyone heard the words, they whispered again, and it could be seen that they were still a little hesitant.

"I don't have much time. If you still can't make up your mind, then forget it today." Guo Shouyun waited for less than two minutes, he pushed away the chair impatiently, got up and said, "Go back, don't waste it here. It's time."

"No, Mr. Guo, I, I think, I'm willing to cooperate with you," the young man couldn't hold his breath after all, a guy in his thirties squeezed out of the crowd, he hurried to Guo Shouyun's side , took out a roll wrapped in a plastic bag from his arms, carefully placed it on the table, and said at the same time, "I only hope that Mr. Today's affairs must be kept tight-lipped, even if I die, I will not reveal a word to the outside world, I can swear in the name of God."

"Hehe, you don't need to swear," Guo Shouyun said calmly, looking at the "little paper" in front of him, "I believe in you, just as you should believe in me. You can rest assured, I have arranged everything. Now, when you get to Canada, if you plan to do some business, you can also contact Dongting. You should know that my sister is in Canada. Although she has no influence, she can still help with some insignificant matters. Gotta be busy."