Translator: AlfredoPoutineSoup  Editor: DesTheSloth
At the moment Arex turned around, Luo Qiuâs caught sight of something.
The so-called Yumekuiâs original appearance belonged to a tapir⦠Arexâs figure was getting bloated.
His hands turned into hoofs; and his nose got longer but it was still much shorter than an elephantâs.
Luo Qiu blinked his eyes, while Arexâs figure returned to normal. Finally, he opened the door and left without looking back.
He had already done his task, that was sending something to the current boss and accidentally had a delicious meal.
He should be in a good moodâ but leaving at this point was kind of like leaving the trouble to those who were still over here?
âAre former customers all so headstrong?â Luo Qiu suddenly curiously asked.
The servant girl wouldnât knowingly smear them, but she tried to judge it as a third party. âMr. Arex could be considered as a special customer among all. He wonât stay in the same place for long, but will keep travelling.â
Luo Qiu subconsciously looked toward the girl lying on the couch. She turned so serene after having her nightmare eaten.
Miss Maid suddenly said, âHowever, Yumekui may eat nightmares but the dreams left are not all fond dreams.â
Luo Qiu curiously looked at the maid.
âHe just ate this kind of nightmare, so similar ones will no longer appear in her mind. Thus, what he ate up is the wish that âsuch a nightmare doesnât come to your mind againâ; but to the dreamer, the origin of the nightmare still exists.â
Seeing her master blinked, the servant girl tried to explain it more precisely, âFor example, humans planted the fruit tree. Each time after they picked up the fruit, the tree will keep bearing fruitsâ¦Master, did you get it?â
Luo Qiu shook his head, âNo, Iâm just thinking that you always know a lot⦠Oh, she woke up.â
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However, she didnât seem to have a clearer mind after having her nightmare eaten. Massaging her forehead, she looked around blankly.
There were still the young master of this house, the servant girl and the sleeping Lena, in the same living room. Oh, donât forget Gloria, who was sleeping at the other side of the sofa.
âWas I asleepâ¦â Allie patted her forehead gently, âI may have had a dream, itâs kind ofâ¦â
She was getting more blurred.
Luo Qiu asked, âItâs kind of what?â
âKind ofâ¦â Allie frowned, but soon shook her head, âNothing⦠By the way, hadnât Branham and others come back yet?â
Luo Qiu nodded, âIn fact, I havenât seen Mr. Branham and Len ever appear.â
âReallyâ¦â
She misunderstood that Branham and Len hadnât come back yet⦠As to this kind of weird way of expressing it, it might be because an Eastern person made a mistake due to the unfamiliarity of Russian grammar.
Even if she was shocked by the local accent coming from the young house owner.
âRight, when did I fall asleep?â Allie tried to recall her memory before. âOh, did you ask me any questions just now?â
âAre you ⦠Miss Allie?â Luo Qiu suddenly asked.
âHavenât I introduced myself yet?â Allie gave out a surprised look and shook her head, âYour question is weird.â
Luo Qiu smiled and said, âIâm sorry, just take it as my occupational disease. I always need to ask some questions to my customersâ¦Well, itâs a consulting work. Many customers desire for something, but they canât distinguish what they really need.â
Allie frowned, âHowever, you cannot be 100 percent sure that the way you led is what they really want⦠Isnât your statement too subjective?â
âOnlookers can always see more clearly.â Luo Qiu said softly, âBut Miss Allie is right, indeed I cannot guarantee that, so customers are still the ones who know what they really want.â
âAre youâ¦in some job like psychologist?â Allie smiled and said, âYou gave me that feeling. Of course, Iâm not joking. In fact, itâs fun chatting with you.â
âThank you.â
Allie stretched herself and got awake. âJust like what Branham said, Eastern countries are mysterious. Arenât both of you normal people?â
It was like a jokeâit really was to Allie, just for breaking up the tediousness.
Luo Qiu looked at the window outside the living room, and then turned to Allie and said, âAre we, who can sell anything a customer wants, considered normal?â
âEverything?â Allie gaped, as if thinking about what the âeverythingâ covered.
âYes, everything, we sell all things, as long as customers can imagine and afford it. Of course, customers can choose not to purchase it. They possess the choice.â
Allie blinked, and suddenly biting her finger, âWell⦠is there something wrong with this statement? For example, the customer may have the option to give up the goodsâ¦however, what if they have no other ways to buy it? If so, it means they have no choice. Besides, if they really need it, they canât choose not to buy it, can they? Itâs the same as a monopoly.â
She was the first customer to discuss this issue with Boss Luo.
â¦Turning on the super-scholar attributes??
Allie smiled and said, âSo, You cannot possibly sell everything. Itâs an exaggerated statement. To be exact, youâre selling what customers can afford; and if they canât, it doesnât existâSo, the so-called âsell everythingâ is just an amplified slogan similar to an advertisement.â
âItâs true that we sell everything.â Luo Qiu took it lightly, âEvery customer has a different purchasing powers, but as one side providing the supply of goods, thereâs no concept of âNoâ. At least that has been my experience until now.â
âIt sounds like itâs true.â Allie shook her head and casually said, âIf I say I feel that my life is very bad, can you sell me a good life? And how much should I pay for a happy life? Besides, if a life could be counted by money, and I already owned that, why do I have to buy it from you?â
âJust because of this,â Luo Qiu smiled, âWe will not receive any kind of money.â
âNot accepting money?â Allie was stupefied, âThen how will you profit?â
âA portion of health, sensibility, friendship, loveâ¦â Luo Qiu slowly said, âEven a soul could be the way we profit.â
That moment, Allie felt her body getting cold.
Her legs, thighs, the skin under her clothes, her forehead and her cheeks were all turning slightly numb.
Subconsciously, she felt that might be true. It lasted for a short time, because a flurry of rapid knocks woke her up.
Allie quickly stood up. âIt should be Branham. They came back! Let me go open the door!â
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âBranhamâ¦â At the moment Allie opened the door, she suddenly stopping talking.
She saw two men dressed in police uniforms, instead of Branham and his peersâ Upon seeing Allie, the two men immediately pressed Allie down to ground and handcuffed her.
âAt long last, we arrested the psychopath.â One of the policemen breathed a sigh of relief.