With an order, the whole restaurant immediately became busy.

In a moment, the large table is filled with a variety of delicacies, most of which are the restaurant's most famous signature dishes, such as "Best Caviar", "Petersburg Borscht" and "Sweet Sauce of Pine Cone", accompanied by "Russian White Wine" and "Gin Cocktail" for seafood.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors.

Alach took a napkin and wiped his mouth casually, threw the napkin away, then picked up a thick cigar cigarette, cut it with a cigar knife, bit it in his mouth, and the restaurant manager personally took a lighter and lit it for him.

Leaning back in his chair, Alah comfortably exhaled a strong cigar smoke--- the smell of the smoke permeated the meal.

When he was almost done, Angrev crossed his knife and fork into the empty plate, then took a napkin and touched his lips, and said to Allah with a smile: "My dear friend, can you bring me a cigar too?"

"Of course--- this is a fine Cuban cigar, which I sent from abroad by someone I had, and I may not be able to buy it if I have the money. Allah bowed and graciously shoved the cigar box towards Angelev.

Angrev took one out of the box, turned it and sniffed it on the tip of his nose, exclaiming, "God, it's a good thing--- I haven't smoked such a great cigar in a long time." ”

"If you like, give it all to you. Allah leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs and flicked his cigarette ash, and said with a smile.

"Thank you very much!" Angrev was not polite.

Lighting their cigars, the two began to swallow the clouds.

Victor very cleverly motioned for the others to go down for the time being, and soon only Anglev and Arach and his son were left at the table.

The surrounding music is also slowly lowered in pitch to ensure that the rest of the conversation can be heard by each other.

"Man, since I invited you here, I just have something to discuss, well, and no more going around in circles--- yes, you have what I need in your hands now, make an offer, I want it!" said Allah domineeringly.

Angrev spat out a thick smoke and smiled: "Do you mean that map? Oh no, to be precise, a map of oil fields......

Allah stared at him, smiling and silent.

Angrev continued: "That's a baby, friend!"

"I know, that's why you made a price--- everything in this world has a price, doesn't it?" Arah raised an eyebrow, his tone contemptuous.

"That's true, then well, you're welcome--- this number ......" Angrev gave two slaps.

Alach took a bite of his cigar, which swung around in his mouth, took it out, spat out his cigarette, and laughed: "A billion rubles?

"Oh no, dear friend, you didn't understand--- not a billion rubles, but a billion dollars!" Angrev explained.

"Ahem!what?" Alach, who was smugly, stared at Angrev with wide eyes, wondering if he had misheard.

As if to see what Allach meant, Angrev said: "Yes, you heard it right, dear friend, a billion dollars indeed, and not the damned depreciating rubles." ”

Alah father and son, you look at me, I look at you.

Sai Kelau was a straight gut, and immediately got up, pointed at Angelev's nose and said, "You guy, you want to go crazy for money!"

Victor clinged to his father, Arah, and whispered a few words.

Arach crushed the cigar in the ashtray, then drew a gloomy smile at the corner of his mouth, and said to Angrev: "You have a big appetite!"

Angeleve shrugged, smoked a cigar, looked calm, and said: "Believe me, dear friend, it's not that I'm asking for a price, but this map is definitely worth the money." ”

Allahmer was silent.

"The map is very clearly marked on the map of this magical land of Siberia, and there is a very magical place--- "There are trillions of dollars worth of oil reserves--- yes, you heard it right, trillions of dollars, not a mere billion!"

In the smoke, Angrev's expression loomed, and with his demagogic tone, it was full of magic.

Allah: "......"

Laughing: "Yes? It's all your words, you can say whatever you want." Even if you say that the oil field is worth trillions, it's okay!"

"So, if you're really sincere, take out that map and show it to me first!"

Faced with this request from Allach, Angrev smiled, "Are you sending me a child, dear friend?"

Smile and play.

"If I show you that map, I think I'm probably going to be inseparable from this restaurant. ”

"Of course, you are a good person, and you may not do such a terrible thing, but it is better to be cautious in doing things. ”

Allah smiled: "That means you didn't have that map with you?"

"Of course, friend! I don't have a habit of coming to dinner with a billion dollars--- do you?"

"Hahaha!" Alach laughed, "of course I didn't. But ---," paused, "a billion dollars is a bit higher." ”

"You know, I make airplanes, every part of the plane is very important, in a popular phrase, a penny of price is a penny--- only if you pay a high price, buy the finest parts, in order to make a plane that is both qualified and perfect!"

Allah's brow furrowed tightly.

This guy is simply firewood, rice, oil and salt, and he can't get a drop of water!

Suddenly, Alach grinned, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth: "What if I don't take it out!"

Angrev also smiled: "Then I'm sorry, man, this precious map is not for you, I can only choose to turn it in, or pick the next buyer." ”

"Hahaha!" Alach laughed, loud and wild, and his laughter echoed throughout the restaurant.

"Dear Mr. Angrev, please see the reality, what kind of place is this? It's Siberia!" Allah pointed to his feet, "Don't say whether you can leave here with that precious roll, it's a problem if you can find a new buyer--- yes, no one here dares to grab anything from me, especially if I fancy it!"

"Oh, not necessarily!" Angrev flicked his cigar lightly. "A lion thinks he is the lord of the forest, but he doesn't know that there are other beasts around. ”

Alach smirked, "Really?

Angrev licked his lips and was about to open his mouth to answer, when a voice said, "And me!"

The sound is loud and deafening!