"That's right, it's him! Sir, do you know my grandfather? The girl asked, her eyes lit up.

Monet nodded and replied: "Well, I like Mr. Avazowski's works very much, and I have even copied a lot, but unfortunately I don't have the same feeling as him, and even I think that in terms of sea view, almost no one can surpass him!" ”

"Thank you for complimenting my grandfather, sir, would you like to collect his works?" The girl asked.

Listening to the girl's stumbling Russian English, Monet felt that it was simply torture, so he asked, "Eh, do you know any other languages besides English and Russian?" ”

The girl thought for a moment, then replied, "I can speak Chinese, but ......"

Monet knew what the girl meant, probably doubting that he couldn't speak, so he switched back to Mandarin and said: "Then let's communicate in Chinese, I am so tired of listening to your English!" ”

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect you to speak Chinese, sir, it's much more convenient!" The girl said happily.

Chen Yuanqi on the side complained: "An American and a Russian communicate in Chinese, this scene is simply funny!" ”

Monet disagreed: "As long as you can communicate, you don't care which Chinese language." ”

Then he asked the girl, "Introduce yourself, I'm from the United States, my name is Tony Monet, what do you call you, Miss?" ”

"Natasha - Losyakva!" The girl introduced herself.

"You said you had Aivazovsky's work there, could you please show me?"

"Of course you can, but now that this painting is in my residence, will you come here again tomorrow, Monsieur Monet?"

"Not necessarily, because our itinerary hasn't been decided yet......"

Before Monet could finish speaking, Natasha interrupted: "Can you trouble Mr. Monet to go to my residence and fetch it?" ”

Monet thought for a moment, then nodded and agreed: "Okay, then I'll go with you!" Then he turned to Chen Yuanqi and Michael and said, "You go to the hotel and wait for me first, and I'll be there in a while!" ”

When he arrived at Natasha's residence, Monet frowned and complained, "Miss Natasha, why do you live in such a place?" It's not comfortable and it's not safe! ”

Natasha smiled bitterly: "I don't want to either, isn't it because I don't have money!" ”

Monet didn't bother to care about Natasha's private life, so he urged: "Miss Natasha, what about the painting you said?" ”

"Oh, here, here!" As she spoke, Natasha pulled out a painting from under the bed.

But Monet only glanced at it, and then asked unhappily: "Miss Natasha, is this the work of Aivazovsky?" ”

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Natasha replied with some embarrassment, "Well, actually, my father copied it." "Actually, Natasha's family really had Evazowsky's paintings before, but first, I didn't bring two of them with me when I fled, and second, I sold them in the past two years.

Monet thought to himself that this copy was not as good as mine, so he shook his head and got up and said, "Since you don't have Aivazovsky's works here, then I will take my leave!" ”

But to his surprise, as soon as he got together, Natasha grabbed him and begged, "Monsieur Monet, please take me away!" ”

"Take you away? Where is it taking you? Monet asked puzzled.

"Take me to the United States, I know my request is very presumptuous, but I can't go back to my country, my hometown, or even live in Shanghai, and I don't want to be that kind of woman!

Although I am meeting you for the first time today, I know that you are a good person, and a good person who is rich, I beg you, can you help me? As long as you're willing to help me, I can do anything for you! With that, Natasha unfastened her clothes.

Monet hurriedly stopped: "Wait a minute, Miss Natasha, I guess you also saw it just now, I have women and more than one woman......"

Before Monet could finish speaking, Natasha interrupted: "I know, and it is precisely because I know that you have two women or even more, so I dare to beg you, because you have two women anyway, so you must not care about one more, right?" ”

Although Natasha's logic is a bit weird, Monet really can't refute it for a while, and then he thinks that it is not bad to have one more Belarusian beauty, and it just so happens that this Natasha also conforms to his own aesthetics, so he pushed her down on the bed, and then pressed it, and Natasha was stunned for a moment at first, and then reacted and began to cooperate awkwardly......

After some clouds and rain, Monet was surprised to find that Natasha was actually the first time, so he caressed it even more happily: "Honey, now I believe that you must have been a nobleman before!" ”

"Why?" Natasha asked curiously.

"Because if you weren't an aristocrat, it would be impossible to maintain it so well, and there is no trace of work on your body!" Monet explained.

Natasha replied proudly. "Of course, my father was an earl! If it weren't for the damned Bolsheviks, how could they have fallen to this point! ”

After taking a sip of wine, he said: "Since the Bolsheviks occupied Petrograd, my father and I fled from our homeland and followed General Stark's fleet around the Philippines to Shanghai, where we thought that there was a concession in Shanghai, and we could enjoy the same privileges as people from other countries.

But I didn't expect that the Soviet government revoked the nationality of all our fugitives, so the only identity we have is the passport of the League of Nations, but this kind of passport is recognized by only 51 countries in the world, but it does not include China, so we cannot enjoy the privileges of people from other countries in China.

The British, the French, the Germans, and the Americans, including you Americans, are all very high-statused, and they are not subject to Chinese law, and even the police dare not arrest them. Only we, the Russians, must be bound by everything legal, moral and cultural.

Originally escaped from the motherland, his father was very depressed, coupled with this kind of discrimination, his whole person completely collapsed, he only knew how to drink every day, and finally drank himself to death, but I know that he actually doesn't want to face the world and doesn't want to lose his aristocratic identity.

But when he died, I was even more in trouble, and all the money was used to treat him and take care of the aftermath, and I was forced to go to Ruimei Coffee. ”

PS: In the past two days, I rewatched "The King of Real Estate" on a whim, and the book was abandoned because there was no real estate agency after it was put on the shelves, but then I was surprised to find that I dared to write it, and it was not blocked to write like this, so I had to study it well. (The downside is that it's a little too inky and it's not too detailed.) ）