Trafford’s Trading Club

There are still a lot of things that need to be done in the follow-up, and they need to be completed by direct relatives... This part has nothing to do with Luo Qiu.

He returned to his house.

He opened the door and walked into the living room, then turned on the lights in the living room. At this moment, a person who had been sitting on the wooden bench in the living room suddenly became clear.

That was Dazhe... While turning on the light, Dazhe was also looking at Luo Qiu. He watched the young man calmly continue to close the door after turning on the light.

"How long have you been here?"

"You are so courageous..." Dazhe shook his head, "It was the same last time, and it seemed that he wasn't scared at all. Logically speaking, anyone who suddenly turns on the light and sees a stranger in his house should at least be frightened. "

"We just met each other." Luo Qiu said calmly: "Then we are not strangers...so?"

Dazhe knew what the other party was asking, so he left a note saying that he would not come again. Now that he came again, it would naturally not make sense...but he had to keep talking.

So he looked at Luo Qiu and said hesitantly: "I saw you guys eating, and after you were a little late, I heard the sound of crying. Is she..."

"It's quite peaceful." Luo Qiu nodded.

"Sure enough..." Dazhe lowered his head. He didn't know what he was thinking. He had already made these preparations in his heart. After all, before the nominal owner of this house, Luo Qiu, came back, he was always ready when his ex-wife came back with their children. People who will come quietly are naturally more aware.

"What is this?" Dazhe looked at the cup Luo Qiu brought him and asked subconsciously.

"Tea made with sweet-scented osmanthus syrup. There are still leftovers." Luo Qiu smiled and said: "Do you want to eat? There should be some reunion left, grandma Xiaochun made it. You shouldn't have eaten anything yet, right?"

Dazhe nodded silently. Luo Qiu walked into the kitchen and came out after a while with a small bowl. Dazhe ate one after another without saying a word.

What does this feel like?

Dazhe thought that if he could eat it with his ex-wife's family, at least it would not be worse than what he felt now... at least, it would be a different kind of life.

"Are you just coming back to see the old man?" Luo Qiu suddenly looked at the lamp on the ceiling and asked.

"Just take it as such." Dazhe didn't want to say more about himself, and he didn't even plan to come in here. But his own identity is really not suitable to appear in front of everyone.

Wanting to ask some questions clearly, out of respect for this grandma who came to visit him when he was in prison, Dazhe could only choose this young man who didn't seem to reject him very much.

At this moment, Luo Qiu suddenly moved a stool, and then stacked a smaller one on top of it. Then he climbed up and reached out to the lamp on the ceiling, as if he wanted to find something inside.

"How long...will you stay?" Dazhe asked curiously: "After the old man's affairs are dealt with?"

"Probably." Luo Qiu nodded, "Anyway, I have more free time. In fact, it's okay if you want to stay here. I said it doesn't matter as long as you don't touch other things...ah ,found it."

Luo Qiu took out a small thing from the lamp.

"This is……"

"Teeth." Luo Qiu smiled and said: "My father's teeth. Isn't there a little custom like this? After a child has his teeth replaced, the adults will throw the replaced teeth into sheds, lamps and other places. , saying that this way the new teeth will grow in faster. In fact, I saw it yesterday, and I had no intention of taking it out at the time. I thought it would be good to just leave it like this. But...well, I said something that made you not interested. Sorry about the topic."

Dazhe shook his head, as if he could always feel the tranquility in this young man. He calmed down unconsciously, smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing, I haven't chatted with anyone for a long time...it's good."

"Reunion, do you want more?"

"Then...have another bowl."

Later, Luo Qiu brought pillows and quilts from upstairs. "You take all your things away and don't sleep in the utility room tonight. Can you sleep in the living room?"

Dazhe took it silently.

"I've filled the kettle with hot water. Just use the cup as you like." Luo Qiu said, "Then I won't disturb your rest."

"Seriously..." Watching Luo Qiu leave, Dazhe couldn't help but call out to him, "You...how can you trust me so much? Aren't you afraid that I'm really a bad person?"

Luo Qiu turned around and said: "Except for the locked room, the rest of the place is not as dirty as expected... But I haven't lived here for several years. Isn't it a bit unreasonable?"

Dazhe shook his head: "I can't live in vain. Besides, sometimes it's boring, so I just do something...it doesn't matter."

"If he is a bad person..." Luo Qiu thought for a while and said: "Generally, he asks for more and pays as little as possible... So, good night."

"Wait a minute." Dazhe took a deep breath, then hurriedly took out his wallet from his bag and took out all the money inside.

After thinking about it for a while, he kept the scattered small money, put all the big bills on the coffee table, looked at Luo Qiu and said sincerely: "Can you, in your name, help me send it out... Just think of it as a piece of your heart for the Tingting family."

"Just put it here." Luo Qiu nodded, then turned off only a small light in the living room, and went upstairs.

Under the dimmed light, the lying Dazhe gradually put on his pajamas... It had been a long time since he had been able to be so calm before going to bed.

Probably the hot tea made with osmanthus syrup has a soothing effect... He thought this and gradually fell into sleep.

Return it.

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…

"Sangkun, I have something to discuss with you!"

A shirtless man was currently hugging a woman with heavy makeup and singing in a private room called karaoke, which was very popular in this era.

"Ah, who do I think it is? Isn't this brother Dazhe?" Sang Kun pushed the woman in his arms away, then looked at the other man standing closely behind Dazhe, patted the table and said, "You You two are eating shit? Don’t you know Brother Dazhe and I are good brothers! Why don’t you just go away! What are you doing?!”

After the younger brother walked away, Sang Kun stood up with a smile and a bottle of beer, "Brother Dazhe, you don't have anything to entertain when you come here. But you can have fun in this nightclub as you like! I'm treating you!"

"Sangkun, don't talk to me about these useless things." Dazhe said calmly: "Let's talk about Xiaohu. I will leave after we finish talking."

"Little tiger? Which little tiger?" Sang Kun patted his head and said as if thinking hard: "Big cat! Big cat, I have one here, I will introduce you to him later."

"Sangkun, I'm not here to joke. I'm here to ask you, did you cheat Xiaohu for half a million?"

"Oh! My big brother Zhe." Sang Kun said with an aggrieved look on his face: "What's the plan? I don't like to hear what you are saying. I, Sang Kun, came out to hang out, and all the brothers on the street know who I am. Man, can I do something like this? Did you hear that nonsense?"

"Sangkun, if you keep doing this, I'll have to find a few old people to judge you."

"Isn't it just a trivial matter?" Sang Kun shrugged and said, "Dazhe, are you going to disturb those retired seniors? That's not the case, right? Besides, you've given up on it, so you don't need to make a fuss. , can’t you just live your little life well?”

"Let me just tell you, do you count this money or not?" Dazhe squinted his eyes.

"My brother Dazhe." Sang Kun rolled his eyes: "I am running a small business. If the money cannot be recovered, how can I explain it to the public? Besides, what happens on the gambling table is between you and me, and no one owes anyone anything. No? Oh? It would be better if everyone wins money from me, but if they lose money, they say a few pats on the butt and leave. Then what will I eat? What will the brothers who follow me eat? Dazhe, there is nothing so cheap. Something, right?"

"Here are fifty thousand, you take it first." Dazhe didn't say much, "I'll settle Xiaohu's debt with you, but listen carefully. If you mess with his family again, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Brother Zhe, isn't fifty thousand too little? Your good brother owes me a total of five hundred thousand in principal and interest."

"Sangkun, just accept it when you see fit, don't make everyone unhappy." Dazhe said calmly: "Two hundred thousand, I will give you two hundred thousand, and this matter will be treated as if it has never happened. Otherwise, you can say it, Xiaohu You are my brother, so you can deal with your own family like this, okay? Think about it for yourself. If you get into a fight and alert those old uncles, don't blame me."

"Well... ok! ok, ok!" Sang Kun did it carelessly, "I will treat it as selling a favor to you Dazhe. Three days, three days, you let Xiaohu take the remaining 150,000 Come to my place, pour me tea and apologize, and I will pretend that I have never given birth."

"If it doesn't work for three days, it can take up to a week."

"No problem." Sang Kun said with a smile: "Who told me that I used to be your little brother, Brother Dazhe? Just tell me, it's no problem! I'll give you ten days, okay?"

"It's a deal."

…

"Brother Kun, are we going to let this guy go like this?"

Sang Kun stared hard at the dumbfounded boy and slapped him on the head with one hand, "What else do you think? Start a movie with him here? Are you going to kill him? Who is Wei Dazhe? You don't know him? He's fourteen years old. I hold a watermelon knife, cut from the East Gate Bridge to the West Gate Bridge, and kill more than a dozen people by myself, how can you compare?"

"But...but he's quitting it now. Do we need to be afraid of him?"

"Just think of it as a favor to him." Sang Kun shook his legs and said with a smile: "Those retired old guys still like Wei Dazhe quite a lot. He owes me a favor now, and he may need it in the future."

"But I heard that this little tiger seems to have tied up a rich man's son and is preparing to collect money." The young man shook his head: "Wei Dazhe is here now and bargained for 300,000 yuan from you, brother Kun. Isn't this right?" Tried you?"

"Is this happening?" Sang Kun's face darkened, "Are you sure this news is true?"

"Sure! I have a buddy who saw it. He said he saw Xiaohu's car. The kid just got out of school and grabbed it and ran away. Later, when I inquired about it, I found out that the kid's dad was a rich man and made a lot of money in the garment business. Lots of money!”

"This is interesting." Sang Kun sneered: "This Wei Dazhe must be moral in everything he does. He doesn't do this or that, and he makes himself look like a good person... Damn, I didn't do this behind my back. Deal!"

"Isn't it? This person is so hypocritical!"

"Hmm...did this rich man report the crime?" Sang Kun thought for a while and asked.

The younger brother said, "Probably not. We haven't heard anything about the kidnapping case in the bureau."

Sang Kun then hit this little brother hard on the head again, "It's nothing! Damn you, you didn't tell me such an important thing until now!"

"Don't you think that bastard Xiaohu is trying to collect money for you, Brother Kun? Anyway, it doesn't matter how he gets the money, as long as he can get the money." The younger brother said aggrievedly: "But who knows, as soon as this Wei Dazhe comes up, he will Why did I cut off 300,000 yuan? Boss, it’s not worth it for me to do it for you!”

"Okay, you do this." Sang Kun's heart moved: "Get a few strangers to keep an eye on this rich guy. If there is any trouble, tell me immediately!"

"Boss, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing? Think with your pig head!" Sang Kun sneered: "I want the money for kidnapping people, but they have to bear the blame! I also want Wei Dazhe's two hundred thousand, and I also want his favor!"

"Hey! We won't make a huge profit from all this going back and forth!"

"Be careful, don't let anyone show up, and remember to make a face!"

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

…

Account balance: 54, 19.

After leaving the nightclub where Sang Kun was, Dazhe inserted his bank account into the nearest bank ATM. After checking the balance, he silently took it out.

The phone rang now.

"Aaron?" Dazhe asked immediately after getting through: "Have you sent the people back? I've made an agreement with Sang Kun. We only need to raise 150,000 yuan in ten days."

"Brother Zhe, it's bad! Xiaohu has changed his mind! When we weren't paying attention, he turned around and took the child away! We can't find anyone now! We can't get through on the phone either!"

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…

Dazhe opened his eyes directly.

"Did I wake you?"

"It's dawn..." Dazhe shook his head and glanced at the sky outside, "What time is it?"

"It's almost ten o'clock."

"I've been sleeping for so long..." Dazhe rubbed his forehead. After waking up for a while, he immediately raised his head and asked: "Last night, did anything happen last night? Or did you hear anything?"

"A car came at dawn." Luo Qiu said calmly: "The one transporting the body... there should be nothing else. Is there anything going on?"

"No...it's nothing." Dazhe shook his head, then quickly walked to the window, opened a curtain, and looked at the situation outside the house, "There is no one outside now, I'll leave first."

"I made breakfast, don't you want to eat some?"

"No... no need."

Too luxurious. 8