Trafford’s Trading Club

Even though he was invited to accompany him, Zhu Maolin didn't talk to Xiaolu frequently.

It felt like being in a boring study room. Students who were busy with each other would have a momentary conversation because they remembered something, and then they would return to their own states.

'Xiaolu''s heart suddenly became subtle, probably because this man was somewhat different from most of the men she had come into contact with in the past. Or should I say, there were many differences from the men she had deliberately come into contact with in the past.

But she was not surprised, because she knew that there would always be people in this world who were not affected by external things and had strong hearts.

Yes, she knew that there were such men, and if she deliberately searched for them, she could even find many of them. That's why she deliberately looked in another direction for those investors who were interested in her.

If the goal is that end, then keep going to the other end in the opposite direction, then you will never reach it... there is no need to go to that end.

Because the other side is so beautiful and innocent, it doesn't look like reality, it's so perfect as a dream that people are afraid that the other side is just a mirage, and in fact it's just a dead end.

Then, there will be no recovery.

Therefore, it is better to walk in the opposite direction, with your back to the front of the dreamy scenery. After all, you can clearly see and feel the reality...even if it is cruel.

"Don't you want to eat? What are you thinking about?"

Zhu Maolin picked up a piece of tripe from the hot pot with serving chopsticks, put it into Xiaolu's bowl, and then tapped the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks, making a 'ding-ding' sound at the same time.

"It's nothing." Xiaolu shook her head quickly, and then said: "I wonder if eating so much will make me fat... If I am too fat, it will be difficult to find a job as a model."

Zhu Maolin said calmly: "It seems that everyone has some thoughts that they don't want others to know."

He looked at Xiao Lu, as if imparting some experience, and said calmly: "If you don't want to say anything at this time, there is no need to say it, just shake your head. People who know how to advance and retreat will understand."

Xiaolu raised her face and said: "But manager, most people still don't know how to advance or retreat. Sometimes, no matter how smart a person is, they will be confused by the authorities."

"I'm asking you to eat with me, not discuss philosophy with me." As Zhu Maolin said this, he raised his hand and asked the waiter for a dipping sauce.

"Actually...actually today is my birthday." Xiaolu lowered her head, and her voice could only be heard among the noisy people and music in the store.

"Birthday?" Zhu Maolin showed curiosity.

Xiaolu quickly took out her wallet and then took out her ID card, like a child who desperately needed to believe, "I'm serious, I'm not lying!"

"Honestly..." Zhu Maolin finally glanced at the ID card and shook his head: "So far, I still feel that it is too coincidental. But the facts are here, I don't think I can believe it. , take it back, don’t take this thing out casually.”

"Indeed," Xiaolu said, "We have been bumping into each other these past few days. In fact, it would be a bit weird for me."

Zhu Maolin said calmly: "This city is very big in terms of size, but it is also very small in terms of small size. I have an old classmate, and it's only forty minutes away from my home to his home. But we haven't seen each other for more than half a year. The last time we met was because of work reasons."

Xiaolu raised her face again and looked at Zhu Maolin.

Zhu Maolin chuckled, looking very relaxed, "Maybe we didn't just meet and get to know each other in these few days. We might have met a long time ago, but you didn't know me at that time, and I didn't know you, so there was no care."

"Same." Xiaolu smiled.

Zhu Maolin said: "Just wait for me for a while."

He then left here.

‘Xiao Lu’ actually has no interest in these foods, especially hot pot dishes. Swallowing the hot food made her feel like she was being burned, so after Zhu Maolin left, she put down her chopsticks and turned off the hot pot's induction cooker.

Even the scalding steam made her feel uncomfortable.

"Miao Xiaolu...is this your original name? By the way, when did you get this ID card?"

Suddenly, a young man wearing a scarf appeared next to the table. He bent down and looked at the ID card that had been placed on the table. Then he looked at 'Xiaolu' again and asked curiously: "Sister No. 18, is today really your birthday?"

"Do you think it's possible?" 'Xiaolu' glanced indifferently, "You didn't go to find out the details of the financial owner, why did you come here?"

"Everything is almost checked."

He was wearing a scarf... Dazhe sat down at this time, sitting in the bamboo forest. He didn't pay attention to it, and just made a stroke with his finger to make the cooked beef balls in the hot pot soup base float automatically. It got up and flew into his mouth.

This can be regarded as a kind of training ability... Dazhe thought so.

Dazhe murmured while chewing: "Zhu Maolin and his wife once had a child. One night a few years ago..."

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It turns out that such a high-end hotel club has opened in this place? Hou Chen Yuhan was a little surprised. If these wives and students hadn't brought her here, she really wouldn't have known.

Hou Chen Yuhan rarely comes to this kind of place.

My impression is that I have been busy since I got married. Later, after I had my first child, I had even less free time for myself.

Perhaps her wife and students were right. If she could relax her body occasionally... at least the comfort brought by her body would make her feel relaxed temporarily.

The unlit aromatherapy in the room and the numbness caused by the massage on the back with the technician's fingers with suitable strength gave Hou Chen Yuhan a feeling of relaxation.

Of course, it would be better if there were no sounds of several students nearby chatting and gossiping.

But being alone... doesn't seem to be any different from being at home.

"Teacher Hou Chen, the spa in this hotel is right!"

The lady on the bed next to me turned her head with enjoyment on her face, "Women, if you don't take good care of yourself, you will grow old easily! We, we should take care of ourselves more!"

This seems to be an eternal topic among them.

Hou Chen Yuhan just smiled and didn't say anything... To be honest, it was not time for her to worry about her age yet.

After enjoying themselves for a while, the ladies suddenly and mysteriously pulled Hou Chen Yuhan, who had relaxed a lot, towards the second floor of the hotel, "Teacher Hou Chen, let's take you to a good place!"

Hou Chen Yuhan was stunned and resisted the ambiguous glances between the wives, but he had already been pulled into the elevator and could not say anything.

When the elevator arrived, the moment the door opened, you could feel a shocking feeling... This is the subwoofer of the stereo.

"Is there a disco here on the second floor?" Hou Chen Yuhan was slightly surprised.

A disco...she hasn't been to a disco for a long time. In my impression, I had just graduated. Before I became a ceramic artist, I went there with a few colleagues to relax occasionally.

"More fun than a disco!" One of the ladies narrowed her eyes.

Several people pushed and pushed Hou Chen Yuhan to a door. At this time, there were two men in black suits standing in front of the door. After one of the ladies took out a golden card, the two men The man opened the door very respectfully.

Suddenly, a heat wave-like breath rushed from the room.

Noise and intoxication, like the scent of a beast.

In this huge room, colorful laser lights are constantly moving, blue, green, red, and yellow.

The waiters shuttled among the crowd. Apart from adapting, there were all women...from young to old.

A kind of group madness and strange vitality are emanating from these women at this moment.

Hou Chen Yuhan opened his mouth, his body was a little stiff, and he was so stiff that he could hardly walk.

Because at this time she looked up and saw several men with almost perfect figures on the T-shaped stage in the center of the disco that was converted into a big house. They were just wearing a pair of black underwear, on the stage. Twisting in various poses.

Under each man on the catwalk, there were women shouting crazily.

And the underwear of these men has already been filled with money...

"Teacher Hou Chen! It's great here!"

Mrs. Zhang next to her looked like a wolf at this moment, "I have already made arrangements, and one of the twelve golden ducks here will come to greet you later!"

Ten or twelve golden ducks? !

This turns out to be a duck shop where women play with men!