美味的工作女孩 电影

"Playing truant? Why did he want to do so?" Oleg asked with puzzlement.

The teacher had to look up to see this strong Siberian man clearly. He frowned, "Mr. Oleg, this should be the question for you. I remember that I’ve informed you twice this week and asked you to come to school to talk about the problem regarding your son but you seem not to give me a formal reply."

Oleg apologized, "I’m sorry, I am a truck driver and I’m always busy with work. So I don’t have any spare time. Sending and picking him up everyday on time is the most I can do."

The teacher shook his head, "Sir, is there anything more important than your family? Sorry, I’m not criticizing your way of living but Antonio is just a kid, please pay more attention to his emotions. I’m going to call the police because Antonio is too young, he may be in danger after leaving the school."

"No," Oleg shook his head, "I think I know where he is... well, goodbye."

"Mr. Oleg, Mr. Oleg! O..." The teacher sighed and shook his head while seeing the strong man go far.

Eventually, the teacher watched Oleg driving a dark yellow truck onto the road.

...

...

The servant girl bought plenty of things in this time’s shopping.

Two people carried two big bags of things separately, walking along the street in Moscow.

It was the time for the sun to set.

Luo Qiu had gotten used to the lifestyle of carrying something back home after going shopping in the supermarket once or twice a week. However, the servant girl didn’t think that her master should do such labourious work.

Of course, they had no dispute.

"Actually it’s good to walk back, we can also view the scenery on the street in the meantime."

Boss Luo’s mood was good since he had come to Moscow. And the servant girl who didn’t insist her thoughts after realizing the new boss didn’t tend to enjoy that kind of life.

In this place of Latitude 15 degrees N, the temperature in the evening was only about 20 degrees even in summer.

The temperature was cool but people on the street were heated.

Luo Qiu casually sized up the streets and pedestrians under the setting sun. Suddenly, he stopped and focused on the other side of the street thoughtfully.

This time You Ye arranged everything concerning his travel to Moscow--- including the temporary place to live.

It was a temporary but very exquisite apartment... As for the rent, Luo Qiu didn’t think he needed to care about that.

But this way was not the direction to the apartment.

Hence, Boss Luo decided to change the direction directly. They walked towards... the park.

Some women were playing with their children in the park. Also, some seniors sat on the bench and looked at the sky with tobacco pipes in their mouths.

Meanwhile, a boy was sitting on the swing set, carrying a bag. The swing was unmoved.

He had a maroon curly hair with a touch of freckles on his face and a short figure.

He was probably about 10 years old

"Would you like to have some?"

Suddenly, the little boy heard the voice. He looked up and saw a dark-haired guy passing him a piece of chocolate.

The boy was stunned but lowered his head quickly. His feet thrust against the sand forcibly, the swing started to move.

Luo Qiu didn’t mind. Sitting on the next swing seat, he tore the chocolate wrapping paper, breaking off a small piece and put it into his mouth.

At the moment when he broke the chocolate, a crisp sound was heard and attracted the boy’s attention but it was turned to the other side soon.

"Well, I’m feeling better. Someone said that eating something sweet will help brighten up your mood."

Click---!

The kid’s feet suddenly took an emergency brake on the sand and the swing stopped.

He suddenly glared at Luo Qiu fiercely, running over immediately without saying anything--- but he did not run far before squatting down.

Soon, the boy stood up with a ball of mud he made--- he threw it forcefully at Luo Qiu.

The clay ball almost hit Boss Luo’s face.

At the same time as he marveled these people from the so-called fighting nation in his mind, Luo Qiu’s head dodged slightly and the clay ball flew by his ear--- it didn’t hit him.

The boy showed a look of pity but he made a face immediately, running toward the exit of the park.

But he didn’t think that he immediately hit something huge when he turned around and fell to the ground--- he knocked into a very strong guy.

"Antonio, stand up."

That strong man suddenly ordered.

The boy... Antonio looked up, seeing this guy but suddenly lowering his head and whispered, "Dad."

...

"I’m sorry, my son is too mischievous."

The strong man named Oleg now apologized to Luo Qiu in a very polite manner.

Even if the young person whom he faced was an easterner and more than half shorter in stature.

"It’s all right. I was the one who talked to him first." Luo Qiu stood up, "I thought he looked unhappy, so I intend to give him a bar of chocolate. But apparently he treats me as a bad guy... Well, he has a good awareness."

After all, they were known as the fighting nation...

(Laughter).

At this time, Oleg was surprised, "Are you a Russian Chinese?"

"I’m just a tourist." Luo Qiu shook his head, "Well... solo traveller."

Oleg felt it to be unbelievabe, "Oh my God, you speak very fluent Russian! If I closed my eyes, I’ll think you’re my compatriot!"

Luo Qiu smiled, "Well, I paid a lot to learn it anyway."

"It must take you a lot of hard work." Oleg nodded and approved.

It took him five days of lifespan...

Oleg continued at this time, "Where do you live? As an apology, I can send you back. State-operated Taxis in Moscow are very expensive and tourists like you will be rip off at any time. And I don’t think other cars on the road will stop for you, even if you can pay for it. Oh, I think I should treat you a meal, then it will be perfect."

But Luo Qiu didn’t agree with his suggestion immediately, which made Oleg feel slightly awkward, "Don’t worry, I’m not a bad guy."

"That’s OK, but..." Luo Qiu smiled, "Can I take another person with me?"

Luo Qiu pointed at the servant girl who was sitting in the park pavilion to wait for him.

Oleg looked at her. She was a charming girl, then he smiled, "No problem. But I may have to go buy some ingredients first."

"We just bought some. If you’re ok with them, we can eat them this evening." Luo Qiu said.

It seemed to be an interesting matter having a look at the kitchens of ordinary foreign families--- Luo Qiu suddenly change his mind, throwing his glance at the little boy standing behind Oleg.

He heard the excitement of a soul.