My hometown is far away in Moscow.

Chapter 263 The Big Boss Arrives

The next morning, after breakfast, Natasha went out to find a suitable place to stay, while Hu Yi and Fu Jiahui went to the market together.

After being away for several months, the familiar bosses in District 8 greeted him with exceptional warmth, waving and shouting from afar, which warmed Hu Yi's heart. He exchanged pleasantries with everyone, then went to Fu Jiahui's suitcase and looked inside, his heart filled with emotion.

Yes! This is the place I'm familiar with, this is the atmosphere I'm used to, this is the environment that makes me feel comfortable.

Even though this place is incredibly simple, freezing cold in winter and scorching hot in summer, I can do my own thing, earn my own money, and do whatever I want, without any constraints. Thinking of his father's earnest advice to learn to help others clear tables and clean, Hu Yi chuckled to himself, deeply feeling that returning home was a wise decision.

The job duties were largely unchanged. Hu Yi skillfully finished shipping the goods and collecting payments. Seeing that it was still early, he first called Da Liu to let him know he was back, and then strolled to the parking lot, intending to give Yabalov a surprise.

The parking lot is busiest right now. The transport company's trucks don't arrive to unload until after 3:30 pm every day. From early morning until 3:30 pm, the vehicles parked here are mainly from other cities who have come to pick up goods.

Transporting goods from the stalls to this loading area is usually Bacha's job in the sales area. Yabalov sometimes tries his luck here, but he's not here today.

Hu Yi looked around and saw Li Baoqing standing in front of a car, chatting happily with a Russian man, seemingly saying goodbye.

He stepped forward slowly with his hands behind his back and coughed lightly: "Boss Li, your business is doing quite well."

"Huh? What a coincidence?" Li Baoqing waved to the departing car with a big smile, then turned around and said, "It's the boss's client, he came all the way from Kazan. I'm seeing him off and also trying to get on his good side, so we can look out for each other in the future."

"Wow, several hundred kilometers, that must have been tough." Hu Yi glanced at him sideways. "You're trying to get close to the boss's clients too? What, trying to poach the boss's clients again?"

"Tsk, don't talk nonsense. I would never touch the boss's clients. It's just that having more friends means having more options." Li Baoqing shook his head seriously. "Besides, I've only done that kind of thing once, and I've already told you the whole story."

"That's good, I hope so." Hu Yi patted him on the chest: "Don't forget the pain once the wound has healed."

"Alright, alright, stop bringing up these jinxed things. Hey? What are you doing here?"

"It's nothing, I was just wandering around and happened to see you."

"Well... it's almost noon, let's find a place to eat."

"Okay." Hu Yi followed him for a few steps, then asked with a smile, "Hey? Where did you get shot? Take me there."

"Damn it, you little brat, you always bring up the most awkward things." Li Baoqing rolled his eyes angrily, then laughed loudly, "Fine, I'll take you to pay your respects, and give you a taste of revolutionary education while I'm at it."

"Paying respects? How unlucky! Paying respects to your remains?"

"roll!"

The two of them laughed and joked all the way through the parking lot to a wide road in the Aste district.

"Look, we're here. See that house? That very afternoon you boarded the plane and abandoned me, I was striding confidently forward, completely unaware that that insidious, despicable, and shameless scoundrel had his eye on me. He caught me off guard, suddenly leaping out from a corner, raising his hand towards me..."

Li Baoqing was speaking animatedly and with great enthusiasm when he suddenly saw a large group of market staff running towards him in a line.

"Huh? What's going on? Are the security guards doing morning exercises? They're not running in perfect unison!" Neither of them had ever seen anything like this before. They had just exchanged a few lighthearted jokes when a group of security guards arrived.

They drove all the people in the middle of the road to the sides, quickly clearing the entire road. Then, they stood with their hands behind their backs on the sidewalk, forming two lines of defense to keep everyone else out.

"Hey, who's making such a big fuss?" Curious, Hu Yi glanced towards the market entrance at the end of the road and asked a security guard, "What's going on? Is someone coming?"

The security guard glanced around, then sized up the two Chinese men in front of him, and whispered, "The boss is here."

"Boss? Which boss?" Before Hu Yi could finish speaking, a loud roar was heard in the distance. A police motorcycle led the way and drove in through the market gate. Behind it was a convoy consisting of a police car and three black Mercedes-Benz S600s. There was a police officer on each side of the middle car, and another motorcycle followed behind the convoy.

"Holy shit—" Hu Yi and Li Baoqing both drawled out the words in unison, "Police escort, what level of cadre is this?"

The windows of the three Mercedes-Benzes were tinted, obscuring the passengers inside. Hu Yi watched the convoy drive past, unable to resist laughing and cursing, "Damn, quite the show. So what if they're bosses? They might as well just come by helicopter!"

"That's so impressive! So grand!" Li Baoqing's eyes lit up. "Even the Kremlin's usual motorcades aren't this impressive! No wonder it's Boss Astai!"

The owner of Aste, rarely shows his face in the market. Hu and Li, who have been working there for over two years, have never seen his motorcade before. The market was robbed yesterday, and the owner himself, escorted by police, arrived today, likely to reassure everyone.

"What's so impressive about him? I think he's just putting on a show." Hu Yi stood on tiptoe, watching the departing convoy. "But those Mercedes were really beautiful; they made my mouth water."

"Drooling? Then you should find a way to earn money and buy one!" Li Baoqing clenched his right fist and slapped his left palm together a few times, then looked up at the sky with longing in his eyes: "I've made up my mind, I'm going to make something of myself like him in the future."

"Who are you comparing yourself to? That big boss from earlier?" Hu Yi chuckled. "Oh my, you've been in Moscow for six years, and now you can't even speak Russian fluently, but you have plenty of ideas."

"So what if I can't speak any Russian? I can hire someone to translate for me—like you." Li Baoqing snorted softly. "You're not allowed to laugh at my dream. What if it comes true someday? That's what you call... 'Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?'"

"Alright, alright, you've got guts, you've got the guts of all." Hu Yi laughed and turned his shoulder around: "Let's go eat, once we're full we won't overthink it."

Li Baoqing sighed sullenly, "You brat, can't you even have a sweet dream? Honestly, you're always discouraging me."

"Xu, Xu, keep cooking after you're full!" Hu Yi laughed loudly, and after pushing him a few steps, he suddenly heard someone whisper beside him, "Anton?! Is that you, Anton?"

(End of this chapter)