Far away in Moscow

Chapter 228

"Xiao Linzi? No." Several bosses looked at each other and shook their heads together: "Didn't he say he was going to buy a computer this afternoon?"

"Yes, but several hours have passed." Hu Yi wiped the rainwater from his forehead: "And he asked me to help pick up the goods, but right now he didn't even give me the order, and the phone couldn't get through."

"This kid must be busy typing on the computer, have you forgotten?" The bosses smiled and walked towards the parking lot: "Let's go first, don't worry about him, let him come and pick it up when we get home."

"Then... I'd better wait and see." Hu Yi sat patiently in the box for more than ten minutes, but Xiao Linzi still didn't show up, and the phone still couldn't get through, so he hurried to the parking lot.

Most of the goods in the parking lot were divided and taken away. Yabalov had picked out several packages of goods from Fu Jiahui and Xiao Linzi's family according to Hu Yi's previous instructions and put them neatly on the car. Xiao Yuzhong waited for him while chatting with his partners.

"Yaba!" Hu Yi handed the shipping bill to him: "Take my goods away."

"Yes." Yabalov nodded and said, "Only yours? What about the others?"

Hu Yi spread his hands: "There is no list, can you pull it back first and then talk about it?"

"That can't be done." Yabalov smiled foolishly.

"No way, I can only put it here first."

Yabalov turned around and unloaded Xiaolinzi's goods, yelled at the nearby partners, turned around and dragged the cart to catch up with Hu Yi: "Anton, when is the boss coming? I can help him see Pick up the goods, or ask other friends to stay here."

"I don't know either." Hu Yi handed a hundred rubles to the smiling security guard at the entrance of the parking lot, wondering: "The phone has been turned off, and I can't get in touch."

"Turn off the phone..." Yabalov's expression froze suddenly, and he shook his head bitterly.

"What? What did you think of?"

"I thought about it, my wife." Yabalov stared blankly ahead, walking heavily mechanically: "She left home with that miner last year, and she couldn't get through the phone."

"This..." Hu Yi pondered for a while in a daze: "Is there any relationship between these two things?"

"It's okay. I just suddenly remembered my wife."

"Damn! It turns out that you are lonely. Can't sleep with your pillow at night?" Hu Yi laughed and joked all the way, but Yabalov just frowned.

"Okay, don't think about it." Hu Yi punched his rock-hard arm: "That woman is no longer your wife, you should find another one in Moscow!"

Yabalov sighed heavily: "Oh, I don't have that ability, and I don't like women."

"Yaba! Don't be dejected!" Hu Yi stretched out two fingers in front of his eyes, leading his gaze forward: "People should look forward more and always look forward, understand?"

"Look forward?"

"Yeah, move forward!" Hu Yi turned to stare at Yabalov while walking, seeing his confused and dull eyes, couldn't help laughing: "Yaba, Yaba! Tell me, what's ahead? You What do you see?"

"Ahead..." Yabalov blinked blankly: "I saw District 8, there are many containers, and...that is your container."

"What else?!" Hu Yi couldn't laugh or cry: "I didn't let you watch those things!"

"Anything else?" Yabalov frowned slightly: "Well, it seems that someone is delivering... what is that?"

"What?" Hu Yi looked back and followed his gaze, and saw a Central Asian man in the distance standing near his box and talking on the phone. He had a small cart with a Large carton and several small cartons.

Hu Yi was secretly surprised, and took a few steps to meet him: "Hey, friend, what's the matter?"

"Oh my God, you're here, sign for it." Baqia moved the phone away from his ear, and pointed to the container in Xiaolinzi next to him angrily: "Are you from box 55?"

"No, I'm number 56." Hu Yi walked around to the car and took a look, and saw that the big cardboard box was a well-packed monitor, and the other small boxes should be accessories such as speakers, keyboard and mouse.

"Aren't you?! Where's No. 55?"

"I don't know." Hu Yi looked at him inexplicably: "Is this his thing?"

"That's right." Bacha looked at him: "Are you Chinese?"

"Correct."

"Great." Bacha handed him the phone: "You come and talk to him."

Hu Yi hesitantly raised the phone to his ear: "Hello?"

"Hello, are you a friend of Xianyu?" There was a man with a high-pitched voice with a southeast coastal accent on the phone: "I'm a staff member of Astay'New Century' Electronic Mall, can you contact Xianyu? ?”

"I'm at the booth next to him, and I've been looking for him for a long time." Hu Yi was confused: "Didn't he go to your store to buy a computer this afternoon?"

"Yes wow, I received him in the afternoon." The squeaky voice also sounded very anxious: "After paying the money, he carried the case and left wow, he also left an address, let us send other products there later , but the delivery worker said there was no one at home, and the phone was turned off.”

"No one at home?" Hu Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked, "What time? What time did you go?"

"Salted Fish left before three o'clock. We arranged for someone to deliver the goods at 04:30. That address is not far away, and it takes only ten minutes to walk there." The sharp voice spoke quickly: "Fortunately During the chat before, I heard from him that the booth is at No. 8, District 55, New Sun, so I asked Bacha to take a look, but he wasn’t at the booth either.”

Hu Yi frowned and thought about it for a moment, he couldn't figure it out for a moment, then he heard a sharp voice and said: "Since your booth is next to him, can you please collect the goods for him?"

"I'll take it for him? Then he has to find a way to get it back?" Hu Yi looked around and saw that the other boxes in District 8 were locked, so he replied: "Someone in their house has already gone back. You guys have to work hard again, just send it over there."

"Okay." The sharp voice sighed softly: "Let's try again."

Hu Yi returned the mobile phone to Baqia, and when he turned around, he saw Yabalov standing beside the cart in the rain, and hurriedly opened his box to let him unload the goods.

"The boss is missing?" Yabalov moved a few packages into the box, clapped his hands and stood in front of Hu Yi: "Have you lost it?"

"Who knows, don't worry about it." Hu Yi took out a few rubles to pay him the shipping fee: "Go back and do your work, earn more money and save it to marry your wife!"

Yabalov smiled shyly, put the money in his pocket and was about to say goodbye when Hu Yi's cell phone rang, and it was a call from an unfamiliar number.

Hu Yi's heart moved, and he quickly pressed the answer button: "Hello? Who is it?"

First, there were several rhythmic knocking sounds of "da da da" in the receiver, followed by Xiao Linzi's terrified cry: "I, I, me! Brother Hu! I'm a salted fish! Little...Xiao Linzi Come and save me!"

(End of this chapter)