Trafford’s Trading Club

If you turn your perspective back to the club, you will find that during this period, Tai Yinzi, the club's newbie, often leaves early and comes back late. One day, the dragon disappeared without a trace, and his mystery was even greater than that of the club's boss Luo, as if he had joined something. Mysterious Immortal Cultivation Class.

Of course, Boss Luo usually doesn't care much about the whereabouts of his employees.

In fact, only Taiyinzi comes back often... Black Soul No. 18 has been away for some time and has not returned.

Of course, Boss Luo still doesn't care much about this. The degree of freedom he gives to the Black Soul Messenger is probably much higher than that of his predecessor.

"It's rare, Taiyinzi, that you didn't go out today."

While eating the heese-ake that the maid had just made, Luo Qiu looked at Taiyinzi who had been sitting in the lobby for a while and smiled.

"Which... I, the master..." Taiyinzi turned his eyes, and then said quickly: "I have figured it out, the master. I want to stay with the master for a longer time and listen to your teachings, master!"

Luo Qiu took the napkin from You Ye and wiped his lips before saying, "Taiyinzi, when did you become so studious?"

"Old Taoist...Old Taoist, I'm making progress every day! Hahaha..." Taiyinzi raised his head and said: "Old Taoist, I can't always hold back! So...so, I have to improve myself!"

"That's it." Luo Qiu nodded, as if he was very happy to hear Taiyinzi's words, but suddenly shook his head and said: "But it's a pity, I have to go out with You Ye later."

Taiyinzi's eyes lit up, but he moved his lips, looking as if he was greatly shocked, "It's not a pity, it's not a pity! It's just a day or two! Master, you are busy with something, so you must hurry up!"

Unexpectedly, the maid said at this moment: "Master, can you wait a moment? Youye hasn't finished the cleaning work today."

"That's it... Okay, let's wait." Luo Qiu smiled slightly and nodded in agreement.

But Taiyinzi suddenly stood up at this moment, "Miss Youye! Master's affairs are the top priority! As servants, we must try our best to cooperate, right?"

"Oh? Taiyinzi, I can't seem to refute what you said?" The maid narrowed her eyes and said, "So, what do you want to say?"

Taiyinzi said seriously: "Miss Youye, it is a great honor to accompany the master! How can you make the master wait? Look, why don't you leave the cleaning to me! Please accompany the master out!"

"Leave it to you?" Youye said softly: "Taiyinzi, are you so enthusiastic? But it made me suddenly feel uneasy."

"I guarantee it with this head! There will be no problem!"

Taiyinzi took a deep breath and said: "Old Taoist, I will never damage anything here! I will never mess with the things here again! If, if I do, I... Old Taoist, I will voluntarily extend my service for ten years! "

"Only ten years?" The maid smiled slightly and said, "How stingy."

"Then... more than ten years, one more day?" Taiyinzi swallowed.

Luo Qiu smiled at this time and said: "Okay, Youye, don't ridicule him. It's rare to see him so serious, I'm very happy, just follow what Taiyinzi said. You should relax occasionally. "

"Yes, yes! Master is so right! It's so reasonable! Miss Youye, you're lucky, you have to take a vacation occasionally, it's so relaxing!" Taiyinzi quickly agreed.

The maid looked confused: "Since the master has said so... then okay. Taiyinzi, this is the key to the utility room. Don't lose it. I will check it when you get back."

A long key appeared in front of Taiyinzi out of thin air. The newcomer swallowed his saliva and hurriedly said: "I am an expert, I am sure! I am sure!"

"Master, please wait a moment and allow You Ye to go back and change clothes."

"My pleasure." Boss Luo smiled slightly and watched the maid lady go upstairs.

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Not long after, the maid took the boss's arm, and they walked side by side and went out, "Then Taiyinzi, I'll leave this place to you."

So the new talent of Fried Chicken Black Soul Messenger took a long breath.

After waiting for a while, Taiyinzi counted the time and made sure that the master would not come back suddenly, right?

Taiyinzi then took another deep breath, looked at the ancient long key in his hand, and then quickly walked to the door of the utility room, opened the door with trembling hands, and walked in.

He turned his eyes and walked to a cabinet without saying a word, opened the glass door, and took out a bass that Boss Luo bought for a thousand yuan not long ago.

"Good guy..." Taiyinzi murmured to himself: "If it weren't for the sake of everyone's faith... I would ignore you! Bah!"

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"I'll get off the car here, please wait for me." Cheng Yiran said to the driver.

This is a car supplied by Feiyun Entertainment. As for the driver... of course, the super newcomer who is valued by the company will do whatever he says. "Okay, Mr. Cheng, I'll wait for you in the parking space in front!"

Cheng Yiran didn't say anything more, quickly pushed out the car door and quickly walked into the alley.

He was familiar with this area, so he turned left and right, and soon he arrived at the street where a nightclub was located. Here, he saw the fish egg stall on the street from a distance... and also saw the boss Yu Danqiang.

Cheng Yiran quickly walked up behind Yu Danqiang and called out.

Yu Danqiang quickly put down what he was holding and walked up to Cheng Yiran on his blue slippers, "Oh, brother, you came so fast!"

"Let's not talk about this first. You said you saw that person. Is it true?" Cheng Yiran said seriously.

Yudanqiang shrugged his brows and said, "That's right! Uncle, I never lie to anyone! Hey, did you see that? That's the old man with the afro eating noodles over there!"

Cheng Yiran was stunned and frowned: "Boss, are you kidding me? I came all the way here, don't lie to me... I remember you were talking about a young man last time?"

"Uh...did I say he was a young man?" Yu Danqiang was startled, then shook his head and said: "Absolutely not! It's this guy with the afro! How could I admit it with such obvious features? If you don't believe it, ask yourself Go and ask!”

Cheng Yiran had no choice but to walk to the small table with hesitation... looking at the old man with an afro, plaid shirt, tight pants and crocodile leather shoes.

What the hell kind of outfit is this?

Regardless of the process, I felt a strong retro style in this weird uncle, "This old man, may I ask..."

The old man with the afro raised his head, looking impatient: "What are you doing? What's the matter? Do I know you?"

Cheng Yiran frowned... The voice seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

However, he did not go into details, but said quickly: "I heard from the fish egg seller that you took a bass from him some time ago, right?"

"Bass?" The old man with the afro scratched his head, and then suddenly realized: "Oh... you said that bass, yes, that's right. What, do you have a problem?"

Cheng Yiran was immediately overjoyed and quickly sat down and said: "Old man, that bass is very important to me. Can you transfer it to me?"

"You want it?" The afro-headed old man frowned and said, "But I also like it very much, and I bought it with real money. Why should I give it to you if you want it?"

Cheng Yiran took a deep breath and said: "Old man! This bass is really important to me, and it is also important to my friends! Just make a price, and I will buy it back twice as much as you charge!"

Unexpectedly, the afro-haired uncle slapped the table hard and snorted: "Humph, is it about money? Mahler Gobi, an old man...Does it seem to me that you are the kind of person who only cares about money?"

"I'm sorry, old man, I really didn't mean it this way. Don't be angry first!" Cheng Yiran said quickly: "I...I'm just too impatient. Because it's really important to me! That's why I'm impatient!"

The old man with the afro frowned and said, "Is it really important to you?"

Cheng Yiran took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

But the old man with the afro snorted coldly: "If it is such an important thing, why do you have to sell it? If you sell it, why is it still important?"

Cheng Yiran smiled bitterly and said: "Things are somewhat complicated. But please believe me, uncle, it is really important to me and my friends. So, if possible, please give up."

The afro-headed old man pondered for a long time. Seeing that Cheng Yiran's expression became more eager, he said slowly and calmly: "I can sell it to you, but you have to prove to me that it is really important to you."

"Prove?" Cheng Yiran was stunned... How should he prove it?