Chapter 4, Bar

Is that so? Guo Shouyun casually took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and stuffed it into the soldier's jacket pocket, while smiling and saying, "However, I believe he will soon become cheerful, don't you think?"

Hehe, my comrade Major, I sincerely apologize. Guo Shouyun, carrying a suitcase, quickly walked up to the porter and gave him a warm hug before saying, "You know, I don't like being late either, but the damned transportation in Blagoveshchensk is just too inconvenient. Even finding a taxi takes some effort."

"Oh, sir, this is not the best time to watch exotic dances. I advise you to wait until after 6 o'clock to go," the driver said, glancing at Guo Shouyun through the rearview mirror, his tone laced with sarcasm.

After rushing from the hotel to the destination, it took about ten minutes. When the stern driver parked the car by the roadside, Guo Shouyun pushed open the car door and quickly emerged, pulling his suitcase behind him

Brother Guo!" He waved his hand to signal the soldier to leave. The officer stood up, turned to face Guo Shouyun, and said loudly, "You are quite late today. You should know that I detest it when others are late."

However, it is unfortunate that at this moment in the dance hall, the audience is truly sparse. Aside from Guo Shouyun and the soldier who brought him in, there are only seven people in the entire empty hall—four hostesses, an officer sitting in front of the stage, and two soldiers standing in the corner of the hall.

425 Leningrad Avenue, Guo Shouyun snorted coldly and said indifferently

Guo Shouyun naturally understood what the driver meant, as the destination he mentioned happened to be an underground strip club, which was precisely the meeting place he had previously arranged with Balqiufu.

Although the neon lights were flashing in the hall, there was no music playing, allowing Guo Shouyun to hear the other person's words clearly—this arrogant speaker could only be Balqiefu.

At the Mona Lisa Bar, looking at the inconspicuous little shop with its door tightly closed and its walls covered in graffiti, Guo Shouyun's lips curled into a faint smile. In Russian, "Mona Lisa" means orange, which seems somewhat amusing for a strip club to have such a name. However, the most amusing aspect does not appear to be the name of the bar itself, but rather the two sentries standing in front of it. Just imagine, in front of a strip club, there are two soldiers dressed in snow camouflage uniforms, carrying AK-47s. What thoughts would that provoke in you? The most amusing aspect does not appear to be the name of the bar itself, but rather the two sentries standing in front of it. Just imagine, in front of a strip club, there are two soldiers dressed in snow camouflage uniforms, carrying AK-47s. What thoughts would that provoke in you?

"Of course," the soldier was momentarily taken aback, but then a kind smile appeared on his frost-like face. "Comrade Balqieff may dislike it when others are late, but who can blame him when Mr. Guo is his best friend? I believe your arrival will surely make him happy right away."

"Sir, where to?" The driver was a typical middle-aged Russian man, his face bearing the characteristic indifference of Russians.

"Is that Mr. Guo?" A soldier, having discarded his cigarette, quickly approached after seeing Guo Shouyun standing across with a suitcase in hand

Well, if it's free, then I will accept it. Balqiufu's face, covered in rolls of flesh, finally revealed a hint of a smile. He gathered all the Marlboro cigarettes in front of him and, seemingly still a bit apprehensive, said, "You Chinese are all too cunning, always mixing gifts with business. I don't want to suffer losses in this regard, so let's be clear: gifts are gifts, and business is business. It's better to distinguish them clearly before proceeding."

"Please take a seat," Balqiefu did not dwell on the issue of being late. He pointed to the sofa opposite him and said to Guo Shouyun, "So, my brother, now that you are here from China, is there anything you need my assistance with?"

The officer sitting at the front of the stage is clearly the main character that Guo Shouyun is to meet today. After entering the hall, the soldier leading the way quickly approached and leaned down to whisper something in the officer's ear

"Hmph, I have only collaborated with you once; being cautious is never a mistake," Balqiefu said straightforwardly, though this level of frankness might be too much for an ordinary person to handle. "Alright, the past is settled, and I have accepted the gift. Now, let us discuss our business this time."

"Hehe, Balqiufu, I appreciate your straightforwardness," Guo Shouyun opened his suitcase, took out four Marlboro cigarettes, and placed them on the coffee table in front of him one by one. Then he smiled and said, "However, we are old friends, so there is no need to jump straight into business. Come, first take a look at the gift I brought for you. Do you like it?"

Of course, Guo Shouyun chuckled and said, "Is it necessary to attach any conditions when old friends meet and exchange gifts?"

"Hmm and the book," Guo Shouyun snorted, then asked, "Where is Baer Qiefu? Where is he?"

Honestly, despite being the third largest city in the Soviet Far East, the urban area of Blagoveshchensk appears particularly dilapidated. Here, one can hardly see any modern skyscrapers, and even taller modern buildings are quite rare. On both sides of the streets, the most common sight is the old European-style architecture, while the remainder consists of vast expanses of vacant land overgrown with wild grass—however, this is not necessarily a bad thing, as at least here, people do not have to worry about traffic congestion.

"Come with me, Comrade Balqieff has been waiting for you for a long time. You should know that he detests it when others are late," the soldier said with a cold smile, tossing his head.

Inside the bar, there is a narrow staircase that leads directly down to the basement. The staircase is quite narrow and the lighting is dim; if it were not for a few pink light bulbs hanging on the walls on either side, one would believe that nothing could be seen here.

It seems we need to hurry and send the two little ones to get gilded. Stepping out of the hotel, Guo Shouyun mumbled as he looked for a taxi.

"American goods?" Balqiufu bent down, casually took a cigarette, held it up to his eyes, and said expressionlessly, "Send it to hetushu.com. Is it free? No additional conditions?"

Following closely behind the guiding soldier, Guo Shouyun carefully descended the stairs. Upon turning a corner, he was suddenly greeted by a spacious hall that appeared before him.

"My old friend, do I look like the kind of person who would set a trap for you?" Guo Shouyun said with a smile as he took out a cigarette and lit it for himself

Guo Shouyun shrugged, then took a step forward, heading straight towards the entrance of the bar

The driver took the banknotes, shrugged humorously, and then, as Guo Shouyun had said, honestly started the vehicle

Is that so?" Placing the suitcase by his side, Guo Shouyun took out a banknote and handed it over, while casually saying, "It's a pity, I just enjoy watching exotic dances in the sunlight. You can drive now.

This hall is evidently the main venue of the strip club. In the center of the hall, there is a stage about one meter high, where a slender woman, dressed only in a thong, is twisting her body like a water snake, performing various provocative and lascivious movements. To be honest, the woman's figure is quite impressive, with a slim waist and curvy hips, especially her well-rounded and firm breasts, which are particularly enticing.