Far away in Moscow

Chapter 68 Cell Phone
"Buns? Okay. What kind of stuffing?" Xia Yan's expression was very calm: "I don't like eating fennel seedlings."

"Would you still choose the buns?" Hu Yi took a bite out of one, chewed it contentedly, and then realized: "Yes, you just came here, and you haven't started greedy for domestic things yet."

"That's right. Soup dumpling is what I ate before boarding the plane." Xia Yan smiled shyly, "Did you find a house smoothly?"

"The administrator gave me an empty house." Hu Yi said while peeling garlic: "It was a good thing, but it's too fucking useless, it's not a place for people to live in. You can help me clean it up tomorrow. Well, clean it up and I'll move in."

"That's all right, I'll go with you." Xia Yan ate a few buns, wiped her hands and went to the closet, pulled out the suitcase and rummaged in it for a while, took out a cardboard box and handed it to Hu Yi: " You are moving away, this is for you."

"What? A gift for me?" Hu Yi wiped his mouth and took a look. It was a mobile phone box with "Siemens 3568i" printed on it.

"Give this to me? You brought it from China?" Hu Yi was a little excited. He had never owned his own mobile phone before.

Xia Yan nodded honestly and said: "Yes, I gave it to you. Originally, my mother asked me to bring it to the person who picked me up. I wanted him to take care of me here in the future, but he didn't show up."

Hu Yi held the packing box and looked it up and down carefully, and asked casually, "Yes, what happened to that man?"

"My dad asked the agency. I heard that the man returned to China in the summer and was refused a visa when he came back a few days ago. I don't know the specific reason. I told my mother that you took good care of me. After I got here, I thank you for helping me. The formalities, she asked me to give you the phone."

"Oh." Hu Yi carefully put the box on the table: "That's so embarrassing, it's just a side-by-side thing, it's not troublesome at all."

"Accept it." Xia Yan showed a sincere smile: "My mother said, you are a warm-hearted person, I gave you the mobile phone to express my gratitude, and secondly, to make it easier to find you when I need help in the future."

"This..." Hu Yi looked at him in embarrassment: "This is really... really... thank you so much, Mom."

Xia Yan also seemed to feel that she had said too much, and hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, even if she didn't say it, I originally wanted to give it to you, just to thank you."

"Okay, thank you too." Hu Yi carefully opened the package, took out the light and small mobile phone, held it in his hand and played with it tirelessly: "Then I won't be polite."

After sleeping until the sun was clear the next morning, the two went downstairs with a dustpan and a broom, and went to a nearby supermarket to buy a SIM card, a bottle of air freshener, and two pairs of rubber gloves.After paying the bill and going out, Hu Yi suddenly felt that cleaning the room just by the two of them would make him a grandson, and it was best to find another friend to help.

Who is it?Yu Feifei was the closest to building No. 10, but it was too cruel to ask her to clean up that kind of garbage dump, and she might pass out in it.After thinking for a while, Hu Yi picked up his mobile phone and called Zhou Dali. It happened that he didn't know his number yet, so he could tease him.

The phone rang several times, and someone answered it in a daze: "Hello?" It was Li Baoqing.

Hu Yi was slightly surprised, and then had an idea, and said in Russian with a deep voice: "Hi, I'm looking for Baoqing, Li Baoqing."

Li Baoqing didn't recognize Hu Yi's accent, and was surprised: "Huh? I... I am."

"You are Li Baoqing? Is this your mobile phone number?"

"No, no." Although Li Baoqing's Russian proficiency has improved a lot compared to before, he was still stuttering and slightly rusty during the conversation: "The owner of the phone is in the toilet, and I am his friend. Who are you? "

"I'm a policeman." Xia Yan, who was next to Hu Yichong, who was dazed, made a grimace, and said sharply, "Do you know why I was looking for you?"

"Police?" Li Baoqing paused for a long time, his tone flustered: "No, I don't know."

"Think about it carefully." Hu Yi almost laughed, and quickly coughed twice to cover it up: "Tell me everything you know."

"I don't know anything! I don't know anything! Really!" Li Baoqing became a little anxious and said loudly, "I'm just a helper! I'm a student and I'm just working for him!"

"My day?" Hu Yi was very confused, and unconsciously returned to his normal tone, switching to Chinese: "Who do you work for? What have you been doing?"

Li Baoqing was stunned, completely unresponsive, and asked stammeringly: "You, you, who are you?"

"It's me! Old Hu!" Hu Yi laughed loudly: "You kid, hurry up and confess, what shameful deed did you do?"

"So it's you bastard!" Li Baoqing was angry and happy: "I'm just thinking about it! How could the police call to ask for a statement!"

"Confession?!" Hu Yiwu couldn't help laughing: "To be honest, what did you do? Why didn't you go to work?"

"What can I do? Hey, don't mention it!" Li Baoqing sighed sullenly: "Are you looking for Dali? He's shitting, I'll give him the phone."

"Forget it, it's the same with you. Don't bother him, it stinks." Hu Yi briefly explained the situation in the room in Building 10: "You two come to help me with work, and I invite you to dinner."

Ten minutes later, Li Baoqing and Zhou Dali rushed to the downstairs of No. 10 with all kinds of cleaning supplies from home.Hu Yi first introduced them and Xia Yan, then smiled and stared at Li Baoqing's eyes: "Tell me, what happened to you?"

"Hey! It's bad luck!" Li Baoqing looked unhappy.He started working for a southern boss who sells clothes two months ago.

Not long after the boss arrived in Moscow, a friend helped him contact a stall in the market, but he couldn't find a suitable warehouse for a while.The goods had already been delivered to Moscow, and the boss was in a hurry to go to the doctor, so he found a warehouse near the market to temporarily store the goods through winding roads.

The warehouse was originally an abandoned factory workshop. Later, several Armenian businessmen rented it here to store goods without any security.A friend advised him to transfer the goods to a regular warehouse under the name of a well-established market management company as soon as possible to avoid accidents, but the boss was greedy for the cheap rent here, so he did not take his friend's suggestion for a long time, and instead kept the next few batches of goods in stock. here we go.

Sometimes it was such a coincidence that when the boss was full of ambition and ready to make a fortune, those Armenian businessmen had conflicts with the Vietnamese in the market, and the Vietnamese secretly stabbed the warehouse to the police.

At that time, Russia was in a period of rampant gray customs clearance, and most of the goods on the market did not have formal and complete customs declaration procedures.Some bureaucrats can just take this opportunity to enrich their own pockets, so they have always turned a blind eye to this kind of thing, and only when all government departments act together will they conduct an investigation.

But this time, since someone came to report and it was a small warehouse that was not covered by anyone, the police did not hesitate to go and seize the warehouse and all the illegal goods inside.Coincidentally, Li Baoqing was picking up the goods in the warehouse, and the police took him down by the way. After checking his passport, he was found to be a student, and he was imprisoned in a police van without any explanation.

(End of this chapter)