Sokov didn't expect that a party in a suburban villa would be like this!
He was dissatisfied with his Russian friends. You didn't even take me to such a fun place. You only took me to the military base to shoot targets, drive tanks, or explore the newly discovered fortifications left over from the Great Patriotic War.
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Sokov and Anna walked into the cafeteria and saw Lena occupying a round table by the window. At the same time, she waved to them, beckoning them to come over.
The two came to Liena, and Liena said with emotion: "I didn't expect that there were so many people today. Misha, you sit here and take a seat, while Anna and I go get the things."
Sokov nodded and sat down directly at the table.
Lena stood up and took Anna to get the food.
Mumu Buffet Restaurant is not the kind where everyone sets a fixed price. Instead, you choose the food you want first, and then take the food to the cashier to pay.
Sokov misses the kind of cafeterias in China that cost ¥69, 79 or 89 per person. You can eat as much as you want without any restrictions. But here in Moscow, there is only one like this near Mayakovsky Metro Station.
The cafeteria was too far away, otherwise Sokov would have gone there.
Due to too many customers, Anna and Lena, who went to pick up the food, did not come back for a long time.
"Friend," Sokov's familiar language came from beside him at this time: "Can we share a table with you?"
Sokov looked up and saw two male compatriots standing in front of him. The man on the left who was speaking was a short man with dark skin. The man standing on the right had a Chinese-character face, a medium build, and was a bit fat.
It gives one a feeling of arrogance.
The table where Sokov was sitting could seat eight people. He, Anna and Lena had only three people. Even if two compatriots were added, it would only be five people and could not be seated at all, so he said politely: "Please sit down."
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"Thank you, thank you so much!" The short man thanked Sokov and found an empty seat to sit down.
But the man with the Chinese character face snorted coldly and said to the short man: "I said, Lao Tan, if you want to treat me to dinner, find a better place. How can you come to such a low-end restaurant? Look,
Who are the people eating around me? A group of Russian people. Eating with them simply lowers my level. You know, I have studied EMBA."
"Mr. Cai, I'm so sorry. This restaurant is the best in the neighborhood." The man known as Lao Tan laughed and said, "If I have time another day, I'll treat you to a meal somewhere else."
"How can I not have time? I will return to China in two days." Mr. Cai said impatiently: "I thought that when I came to Russia, I would see beautiful women everywhere and eat delicious food. But I was greatly disappointed. Not only did I
There are no beauties everywhere, and everything I eat every day is bread. You know, I came from China to cooperate with you, but I didn’t know you were so insincere."
Although this was the first time he met Mr. Cai, Sokov felt disgusted with him after hearing what he said. He secretly regretted it. How could he agree to let him share the table?
"Misha!" Anna came over with the tray, put the contents on the table one by one, and said to Sokov: "This is for you."
"What about you?" Sokov asked.
"At Lena's place." Anna explained: "I didn't eat much, so the meal I took was put together with Lena's."
Lena came over with a tray and saw two strangers sitting at the table. She couldn't help but frowned: "Misha, why are there two strangers sitting here with us?"
"Lena," Sokov explained to her: "They couldn't find a place, so they came over to share a table with us temporarily. I saw that they were compatriots, so I agreed."
When the three of them started to eat, Lena and Anna talked quietly.
Sokov was listening attentively to the conversation between Lao Tan and Mr. Cai. It was not that he wanted to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two, but Mr. Cai's voice was so loud that he couldn't even listen. And there were people at several tables nearby.
The guests all cast contemptuous glances at Mr. Cai.
Mr. Cai took a bite of the smoked fish, then spat it out, cursing and saying: "What a piece of shit, it tastes terrible. When it comes to delicious food, it's still the best in our country."
Although Sokov hates Mr. Cai a little, he still agrees with his words. Chinese food is unmatched by any other country.
I just had a good impression of Mr. Cai, but his next words made Sokov feel even more disgusted.
Mr. Cai said: "My favorite thing to eat is spicy crayfish. Last month, on the second anniversary of the company's establishment, we had a dinner in the company. I spent 100 yuan to buy three kilograms of spicy crayfish and invited four people from the company to
More than ten colleagues had a meal, and everyone said they liked it."
When Sokov heard this, he simply couldn't complain: he bought three kilograms of spicy crayfish for one hundred yuan and treated more than forty people to a meal. How stingy this boss is.
Then I heard Mr. Cai say: "The place where you live is not good. There are only two single beds for five of you, and three of you have to sleep on the floor every day. I am different. I have a double-decker bed in my company office."
On the canopy bed, when I have clients coming and it’s too late, I will ask others to sleep in the office. I let them sleep on top and I sleep on the bottom, which is convenient for chatting.”
When Sokov heard this, he couldn't help laughing. Anna heard this and asked curiously: "Misha, why are you laughing?"
"I heard funny things." Sokov said lightly, "So I couldn't hold it back."
"What's the matter? Tell me!"
Sokov glanced at the livid-faced Lao Tan, not sure what his Russian proficiency was. It would be troublesome if the other party understood the story when he told Anna and Lena. So he shook his head and said: "Wait.
Let’s talk about it later after we finish eating.”
Unexpectedly, at this moment, two policemen walked in from outside. They looked around and then walked towards where Sokov and others were.
When they came to the table, one of the police officers wearing the rank of lieutenant stretched out his hand to Lao Tan and Mr. Cai: "Your passports!"
Lao Tan obviously had his passport checked by the police frequently, so he quickly took out his passport from his jacket pocket and handed it over. At the same time, he said to Mr. Cai, who was still talking nonsense: "Mr. Cai, take out your passport quickly, the police want to check it."
Unexpectedly, Mr. Cai didn't listen to Lao Tan at all. Not only did he not take out his passport, he also stared at the two policemen sideways and said arrogantly: "He said to check the passport, I will show him the passport, who is he?"
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When Sokov heard this, he secretly gave Mr. Cai a thumbs up. He is really ignorant and fearless. If he dared to be so arrogant in the United States, the old American police might not be able to empty their magazines, but the muzzle of the gun would definitely be pressed against him.
on his forehead.
After reading Lao Tan's passport, the police officer returned it to him. He continued to say to Mr. Cai: "Please show me your passport!"
Mr. Cai stood up and said plausibly to the police: "I am an EMBA graduate. Why do you check my passport?"
Sokov couldn't help but laugh and cry. There is a strange connection between you studying for EMBA and the police checking your passport. If you don't honestly take out your documents and accept their inspection, this is resisting law enforcement. They can take you to the police station.
Go have a coffee.
Seeing that Mr. Cai was so stubborn, Lao Tan was worried that something would happen, so he quickly persuaded him: "Mr. Cai, please take out your passport quickly, otherwise something will happen."
Seeing that Old Tan was anxious, Mr. Cai reluctantly took out his passport and put it on the table: "My passport is here, let them take it by themselves."
Sokov has sharp eyes and can clearly see the personal information on the homepage at a glance. Mr. Cai’s name is Cai Bo and he is 36 years old. He is not young, but he is like a naughty child and not sensible at all.
The police officer picked up the passport, took a look at it, put it in his pocket, and then made a gesture to Cai Bo, telling him to follow him and leave.
Cai Bo was not willing to give in easily. He even said with a bad attitude: "I have studied EMBA. I'm afraid you haven't even studied in college. Treat me better. Otherwise, I will definitely tell you when I meet your director."
He complained about you."
Cai Bo's words were all in Chinese, so the police naturally didn't understand them, so they grabbed his arm and dragged him outside.
Unexpectedly, while struggling, Cai Bo pointed at Sokov and said, "He is from the same place as me. Why don't you check his passport?"
Lao Tan glanced at Sokov with an apologetic look, and then covered Cai Bo's mouth: "Mr. Cai, if you don't want to stay in the cell for a few days, just shut up."
In this way, the self-righteous Mr. Cai was taken away by two policemen, and Lao Tan, who was worried about something happening to him, also followed him out.
"Misha," Anna, who was aware of the situation after the restaurant regained calm, asked Sokov tentatively: "Is the joke you just told related to the person who was taken away by the police?"
"That's right." Sokov told Anna and Lena the conversation he just heard.
After Anna heard this, she curiously asked: "Misha, I have never seen crayfish before. How many are there in three pounds?"
"The number of crayfish in a pound depends on the size of the crayfish." Sokov said: "For large ones, there are 10 per pound; for small ones, there are about 20 per pound. In other words, three pounds of crayfish
There are 30 to 60 of them.”
"Even if there are 60 people, if there are more than 40 people gathering for a dinner, each person can only get one or two." Anna shook her head and said, "I finished eating before I even tasted anything."
"Misha, can you tell me." After Anna finished speaking, Lena interrupted and asked: "What is EMBA?"
Lena's question really gave Sokov a headache. There really was no EMBA in Europe. This kind of thing was pioneered by the University of Chicago School of Management. It was quite troublesome to explain it to them. He organized it in his mind.
Vocabulary, and then said: "The so-called EMBA is actually the English abbreviation of Executive Master of Business Administration. It is dedicated to cultivating middle and senior managers with a sense of responsibility and professional ethics, and who are capable of high-level management work in industrial and commercial enterprises and economic management departments.
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"Do you have a diploma?"
"There is no diploma." Sokov shook his head and said: "EMBA is a non-academic education. You cannot obtain a diploma, only a degree certificate."
"What about the tuition?"
"It's quite expensive." Sokov said after mentally calculating the exchange rate: "Depending on the school, the tuition is between 50,000 and 100,000 US dollars."
"You don't have a diploma, and you have to charge such a high tuition fee." Lena pursed her lips and said, "Only people who are crazy will study this."
"Lena, you can't say that." Sokov said: "After studying EMBA, no matter whether you have learned something or not, you can brag outside in the future. Anyway, not many people understand this. It sounds like you have a good reputation.
He's scary, you might be frightened by him."
After dinner, Sokov asked the two of them: "What are your plans for later? Do you need me to take you home?"
"I don't want to go home yet." Lena shook her head and said, "On the way from here to your house, you will pass a nightclub. I plan to go there to have fun."
Sokov looked at the sky outside, and then said: "Lena, it's not dark yet. It's a little too early for you to go to the nightclub at this time."
Hearing what Sokov said, Lena hesitated for a moment, and then said: "There is a gym nearby. It will be the same if you send me there."
The nightclub felt unsafe, and Sokov was worried about Lena going alone. But since she was going to the gym, there was no problem.
Sokov drove Lena to the gym, then turned around and drove home.
On the way, I passed a bookstore.
Seeing the bookstore, Sokov couldn't help but feel moved, and then stepped on the brakes.
Seeing Sokov stop the car, Anna looked out the window and asked curiously: "Misha, what are you doing parking here?"
"I want to buy some books."
Hearing that Sokov wanted to buy a book, Anna asked curiously: "Misha, what book are you going to buy? Romance novels, history, fantasy novels?"
"Military novels." Sokov looked at Anna and said: "It is best to reflect the Great Patriotic War."
"It's hard to find books like this in bookstores today." Anna said thoughtfully: "If you want to buy a book about the Patriotic War, we can go to the used bookstall on Arbat Street, and you might be able to buy it there.
The book you want."
"Okay, let's go to Arbat Street."
Sokov drove to Arbat Street, found a place to park the car, and started shopping with Anna.
There are many painting stalls on both sides of the street. Young or older artists sit among a pile of sketches, waiting patiently for customers to come.
"Anna," Sokov saw Anna's eyes constantly looking at the painting stalls, and asked tentatively: "Do you want the artist to draw you a picture?"
Anna didn't speak, just nodded.
Sokov looked around and saw that the owner of a painting stall in front of him on the left was a middle-aged woman. He pointed there with his hand and said, "Anna, let's go to that stall."
Sokov came to the painting stall and asked the middle-aged woman politely: "Hello, I wonder how much it would cost to draw a sketch here?"
"600 rubles!" said the middle-aged woman: "In addition to sketching, I can also paint oil paintings, but the price is more expensive."
"Anna." After Sokov asked the price, he turned to Anna and said, "Tell me where the old bookstall is. I'll go there myself. You stay here and let the boss help you draw."
"Go forward along this street." The middle-aged female painter heard what Sokov said and took the initiative to guide him: "After seeing a Mumu restaurant, walk forward thirty or forty meters and you will see
Go to an old bookstall, there are quite a lot of books there."
After Sokov thanked the middle-aged female painter, he left Anna alone and walked deeper into Arbat Street.
As he walked, he kept thinking in his mind whether he could find the old books he wanted at the old bookstall.