Fall in love with you reading the book network 630book, the fastest update of the godfather of the Soviet Union "Do you think the crystal chandeliers in the hall need to be kept?"
said the young and handsome interior designer who was discussing the decoration of the restaurant with Daddy Petrov.
Since taking over the Tatar family, Daddy Petrov has always wanted to transform this place into an authentic Russian restaurant, and now the decoration is completely left by the original owner of this place, Lomonosov, this place is full of steppe style, whether it is painting or decoration, it is very different from Petrov's father's preferences, plus he has money in his hand, as long as he is willing to tear down this place and rebuild it.
"I think it should be better, I prefer the Italian style, I want the lighting to be soft and warm, and the guests sit here as if they were eating in their own home."
Daddy Petrov described his ideas to the designer, and the designer quickly wrote down Daddy's ideas in a notebook.
The two of them walked around discussing the effects of the renovations, and the workers in the restaurant were working on the pre-renovation work, such as removing the floor, wallpaper, etc.
The hall is home to some building materials, as well as tools for the workers.
Boris and Yakov found a few luxury apartments nearby and rented them, while Yuri and his men lived near the station to take care of business, and in the evening everyone would come back for dinner and drink.
Life is easy and boring.
The busiest people are Petrov's dad right now, and Boris and Yakov help him out during the day, shopping for decoration materials, furniture, kitchen utensils and cutlery for the dining room.
"If you hadn't played out of style yesterday, you wouldn't have lost to that RB car, and I wouldn't have lost so much money."
The door of the restaurant was pushed open, and Boris and Yakov walked into the restaurant together, and Boris kept complaining about Yakov.
"Do you know what kind of car it is, it's a GTR," Yakov explained to Boris as best he could.
"So what" Boris did not understand cars at all, so naturally he would not understand what Yakov meant.
"Forget it, I told you that you wouldn't understand" Yakov rolled his eyes and gave up completely.
Father Petrov heard the conversation between the two people, said hello to the designer, and slowly walked up to Boris and Yakov, and asked: "Yesterday I went racing again, and this time with whose son?"
"Daddy, Boris lost your money for paint yesterday."
Yakov gloated and complained to his father.
Boris glared at Yakov viciously, and was slapped in the head by Daddy Petrov.
Yakov proudly fanned the jacket on his body, but Petrov's father saw Tokarev on his waist, and Yakov also received a slap on the head.
Daddy said sternly: "Hurry up and put the guy away" Boris and Yakov were a little embarrassed, Yakov hurriedly put away the pistol, and the two followed Daddy up to the second floor to see if there was anything they could do to help.
The three of them came to an office on the second floor, and Dad took out three bottles of beer from the refrigerator, handed them to Boris and Jaco, and quenched their thirst, and took one himself, and ran to the balcony to drink it while basking in the sun, and relaxing by the way.
The downstairs is a mess, with its own construction personnel and supervisors in charge, and this office is stacked with some important things, and workers will not come here.
On Plavdinsk Street, in front of the restaurant, there is a constant stream of vehicles.
A black car slowly stopped on the side of the road, and three men wearing sunglasses and masks stepped out of the car, in the oil city of Tyumen with bad air, masks were not unusual at all, and strangely all three were wearing thick cotton jackets with bulging backs, which looked extremely unnatural, because it was already very warm.
If one looked at the hem of the jacket behind them, one could see a black downward muzzle, and the three men trotted across the road and headed straight for the Tatar house, without the passers-by noticing them.
They pushed open the door of the restaurant, and the designer just turned around to see them, and he thought it was a guest who came to eat and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, this place is temporarily closed, please...
Before he could finish speaking, there was a bloody hole in the designer's chest, and he clutched his chest and fell to the ground in disbelief.
The guns of the three men were carried in their jackets, and they were picked up and shot at the people working downstairs, and the renovation workers scattered and fled, and a few of them fell in pools of blood before they could escape.
From the first shots, Daddy Petrov noticed that something was wrong, and three people picked up guns.
Yakov recklessly opened the door and poked his head out to see what was happening, and was spotted by one of the three gunners at a glance, and a shuttle of bullets quickly hit.
Luckily, Daddy Petrov pulled him back.
The gunman who spotted them stopped his companion, and the three of them began to concentrate their fire on Yakov's house.
The bullet passed through the wooden door and struck the inside of the room, turning everything in the room into pieces.
Papa Petrov pressed Yakov under him, and the two curled up in a corner, and Boris hid in another corner.
"We're stuck inside, it's dangerous, we can't stop them," Father Petrov said anxiously.
"So what to do," Boris asked.
Papa Petrov scanned the contents of the room and said, "Block the door first, and let's jump off the balcony." ” "Is there no other way," Yakov said reluctantly.
Papa Petrov ignored him, he was busy piling the sofa and table in the doorway, and Boris and Yakov also helped.
Soon there were gunshots at the door, as well as the sound of banging on the door.
Daddy Petrov They retreated to the balcony, and Daddy asked: "Where is the car?"
"Where?"
said Yakov, pointing at his finger.
The three of them climbed over the balcony railing, and Daddy Petrov jumped first, followed by Boris, and Yakov never dared to jump.
The three men outside the door slammed the door with the butts of their rifles, and the wood that had been blown by the bullets soon broke a large hole, and a hand reached in.
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Yakov couldn't jump anymore when he saw it, and jumped down with his eyes closed.
The three men limped into the car, and as soon as the car started, there was another burst of gunfire from behind, and several bullets hit the car.
The car quickly ran away, and the gunfire gradually moved away from them.
Boris let out a sigh and hurriedly asked, "Where are we going?"
Father Petrov said: "Go find Yuri, we have to go back to Gorky, the police will definitely come if something so big happens, it's no longer safe here." ” Just read the refreshing novel t1706231537: