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The so-called dream-eating tapir is actually ...... It's still a tapir, right? Erix's back seems to have changed a bit, and it has become bloated.

And the hands that emerged from the sleeves seemed to have turned into hooves. Perhaps its front, its nose is as elongated as an elephant's trunk, but much shorter.

Luo Qiu blinked, and Alex's back returned to its original appearance as if it had been a projection of a replaced negative. Finally he opened the door and walked out, never looking back.

He's done his job, delivering something for his ex, and he's unexpectedly rewarded with a fairly delicious meal.

I guess I'm in a pretty good mood -- but if I leave like this, is it the same as throwing a mess here?

"Were all the guests in the past so willful?" Luo Qiu suddenly asked curiously.

If it was a guest, the maid lady would not deliberately discredit the other party. She tried her best to keep herself in the perspective of a bystander, and said, "Mr. Erix is also one of the more special customers who have made many transactions. He doesn't stay in one place for too long, but is always on the go. ”

Luo Qiu subconsciously looked at the girl lying on the sofa. After her nightmare was eaten, it became so peaceful.

The maid lady suddenly said, "However, after the dream-eating tapir eats the nightmare, what is left behind is not a sweet dream." ”

Luo Qiu looked at his maid curiously.

"It's just a part of the nightmare that is eaten, so that the person who eats the dream is born with the idea that 'there will be no more similar things.'" Therefore, what the dream tapir eats may just be the wish of 'I hope it doesn't want to happen again'. And for those who have been eaten dreams, her roots are still there. ”

Seeing her master blink, Miss Maid tried to speak more carefully: "Let's say, for example, humans planted fruit trees. It is harvested after each fruiting, but the tree itself is still there, and it will continue to bear fruit...... Master, don't you understand?"

Luo Qiu shook his head, "No, I was just thinking, you always know a lot...... Well, she woke up. ”

......

But when she woke up, she didn't let herself be eaten by the nightmare, and she made herself clearer. She rubbed her brow and looked around blankly.

Or this living room, or the owner of the cottage, then the maid, and the little girl Lina who fell asleep. By the way, Gloria hadn't woken up yet, and was still sleeping on her stomach at the other end of the couch.

"Am I asleep......" Ellie patted her forehead gently, "I want to have a dream, it's a little ......"

The confusion in her eyes was even worse.

Luo Qiu said: "What's the matter?"

"It's a little ......" Ellie frowned, but quickly shook her head and said, "It's nothing...... By the way, Bollehan, haven't they come back yet?"

Luo Qiu nodded and said, "Actually, I haven't seen Mr. Bolehan and Ryan appear like two of them. ”

"Really......"

She instinctively thought that what the other party said was that Blehan and Ryan hadn't returned yet...... As for this strange way of expression, it is probably because a person from an Eastern country is not familiar with the grammar of the Russian language and occasionally makes mistakes.

Although she had always felt how incredible it was that the young villa owner could have such a pure native accent.

"By the way, when did I fall asleep?" Ellie, struggling to recall her previous memories, "By the way, did you ask me any questions just now?"

"Are you...... Miss Ellie?" Luo Qiu asked suddenly.

"Didn't I introduce myself before?" Elle looked stunned and shook her head, "Your question is so strange. ”

Luo Qiu smiled and said, "I'm quite sorry, you just think it's my occupational disease." I always need to talk to my guests about something...... Well, it's kind of a consulting job. Because many guests are often eager for what they want, but they can't clearly grasp what they really need. ”

Ellie frowned and said, "However, you can't guarantee that what you are leading to must be what the guests really want...... Isn't that too subjective?"

"The onlooker is always clearer. Luo Qiu said softly: "But Miss Elle is right, I really can't guarantee this, so it is still the guest himself who is determining what he wants." ”

"You...... Wouldn't it be a psychiatrist or something?" Ellie smiled and said, "You give me that feeling." Of course, I didn't mean to make fun of it or anything else. In fact, chatting with you is quite interesting, and it doesn't seem so boring. ”

"Thank you. ”

Elle stretched her waist, as if she was in a lot of energy all of a sudden, "Just like Bolehan said, there is always a mysterious color in the East, could it be, you are not ordinary people?"

It was like a joke - it was really just a joke for Elle at this point, just to keep it from being so dull.

Luo Qiu casually glanced at the window outside the living room, and then looked at Ellie and said, "If we are businessmen who can sell anything to customers, Miss Ellie thinks that this is not an ordinary person?"

"Anything?" Elle was stunned, as if to wonder what the scope of this so-called anything was.

"Yes, anything. As long as you can imagine it as a customer and can afford it, we sell it all. Of course, as a guest, you can also choose not to buy. Because the choice is always on the guest. ”

Ellie blinked, and suddenly bit her finger, "Hmm...... Isn't there a problem with this statement in itself? For example, guests do have the option to choose whether or not to buy ...... However, there is no way for customers to buy what they want through other channels or from other sellers except with you. Well, in this case, is the autonomy of the guest equal to nothing? and, if he really needs such a thing, he can't choose not to buy it, isn't it? ”

This is the first guest to discuss this kind of issue with the club's boss Lo.

...... The attributes of the top student are fully open??

Ellie smiled and said, "So, you can't sell everything. This is an exaggeration, and to be precise, it is only selling what customers can afford. And if the customer can't pay for something at all, it doesn't exist in itself - so the so-called "anything can be sold" should be just a kind of magnified slogan similar to a propaganda advertisement. ”

"We can really sell anything. Luo Qiu said indifferently, "Although the part that customers can buy depends on the purchasing power of customers, as a supplier of goods, there is no such concept as 'no'. That's what I've been exposed to, at least so far. ”

"It's like it's true. Elle shook her head and said casually, "If I say that I feel that my life is bad, can you sell me a good life? How much money do I need to give for a good life? Besides, if life can be measured by money, and I have this wealth, why should I buy it from you?"

"Because of that. Luo Qiu smiled and said, "We won't take any money." ”

"Don't want money?" Elle was stunned, "And how can you make a profit?"

"A health, a reason, a friendship, a love ......" Luo Qiu said slowly: "Even a soul, this is how we make a profit." ”

For a moment, Ellie felt the coldness of her body.

There was a slight tingling sensation on her arms, on her thighs, on the invisible skin beneath her clothes, even on her forehead, on her cheeks.

Subconsciously, she had a feeling that this might be true. The sensation lasted for a short time, as a sharp knock on the door suddenly woke her up.

Elle stood up in a panic, "It should be Bolehan's back! I'll open the door!"

......

The moment the "Bolai ......" opened the door, Elle suddenly stopped talking to herself.

Instead of Bolehan, she saw two men in police uniforms, who came up without saying a word when they saw her, and together they pinned her to the ground and handcuffed her hands.

"Finally got this psychotic hit. One of the policemen said with a sigh of relief. (To be continued.) )