Trafford’s Trading Club

The scene in front of me occurred incredibly, and it hit Cao Ziqian's perception to the maximum.

But he has seen the wind wave and misses the children in the family. He doesn't want to end up like Jin Zifu, but what should we do?

“Don't be nervous.” Lochu slowly said, "My deal is with your father-in-law, not you. ”

Cao Ziqian fixed his mind and looked down at the immobile Golden Bliss on the ground. He doesn't know exactly what kind of deal the two of them have been talking about, but he does know that he's been having some rough nights.

“My father... Gold for him, dead, dead?” Cao Zi asked nervously.

Yukiyo replied, "No, Mr. Kim is just asleep. ”

“Sleeping...”

Unight nodded with a smile: "Yes, I'm asleep. But this sleep is 33 years, a month, another 15 days. When he wakes up, Mr. King will be able to enjoy his time. ”

“How...”

Cao Ziqian wanted to keep from believing these words. The scene that just happened, however, was incredible, telling him that it was true.

After a moment of silence, Cao Ziqian suddenly looked at Rochu and said: "I don't know you... but why are you helping me? ”

If Kim Zifu is in a coma for 33 years, then the file bag thrown in front of him will not open. Even if it is nominally Kim Zifu who retrieved the documents, Cao Ziqian can still retrieve them easily.

Not only did he wake himself up in time, he avoided making a big mistake because of impulse, but he also solved the problem of Golden Bliss. From another perspective, Cao Ziqian obviously got the most out of it.

Lochu looked at the immovable Golden Buddha on the ground and suddenly said: “In the afternoon, I went to the developer who was going to work with you to develop the factory address. Although it is intended to be a luxury residential area, there are also plans to build two ordinary ocean houses to be allocated to older workers in the factory who have served for many years. ”

Rochu laughed and said, "Stay with your children and live well. Selling the land and clearing the factory's money is enough for you to pay off your bank arrears. ”

Cao Ziqian suddenly had a sour feeling.

He looked at the mysterious young man, his throat suddenly swallowed.

“Thank you.”

“You're welcome. ”

Luo Qiu walked to Cao Ziqian and raised the black card in his hand.

At this point, the front of the black card also has the reverse side floating at the same time that the mark has disappeared. In Cao Ziqian's confused eyes, he only wanted to love, and Lo Qiu put the black card directly into Cao Ziqian's suit pocket.

Softly.

“When you need something, you can find us through it.” Rochu said softly: “With it, you are a member of the Trafford Buyers Club. ”

“Whatever you need, we can offer you. Dreams, wealth, wisdom, love, health… or life expectancy. As long as you are able to provide adequate transaction fees. And last but not least, our deal money, no money. ”

“Well, I look forward to seeing you. ”

The way Lo Qiu retreated later, disappeared in front of Cao Ziqian, wrapped in Yu night, was also faded slightly.

“Wait a minute! What's your name?” Cao Zi humbly wants to save a moment, "how do you know that I'm spending my birthday with my child? ”

But Rocchu and Unight have vanished into thin air.

Cao Ziqian felt powerless for a while and sat down directly. He discovered that his back had been wet by sweat because of tension and panic.

At this moment, Cao Ziqian's face suddenly changed for a while, and Lo Qiu appeared before him again.

It was quite a surprise to him.

But he didn't say anything, just turned the calendar desk on the desk and smiled, which disappeared again.

This time it's really gone.

Cao Ziqian lost consciousness for a while. He looked at the calendar desk with a big red circle on one of the dates, and then wrote the word 'gift' next to it.

He couldn't help crying.

……

……

According to Unight, Rocchu walked into front of the altar where the club had three negative floors.

His hands opened in front of the altar, and a cloud of grey grey grey grey gradually grew from between his hands, then slowly drifted into the altar.

Nothing special, just like the natural dispersion, the grey mist just disappeared in front of Rochu.

But that's when he heard a sound in his head.

“The sacrifice is complete, increasing the life expectancy by 30 days. ”

Perhaps it is not the voice… but the message that flows into your mind.

As for the hourglass he had deliberately brought, the sand above seemed to have increased a little, and the sand had fallen a little slower.

He won't die of illness, he won't be shot, he won't even age.

If there's anything that can hurt him, it's probably only the moment the sand falls completely from this hourglass.

After waiting for a moment, the altar didn't change much either. Lochu scratched his head. "It took me 33 years of my life to exchange gold for 30 days of life... what a pit. ”

“Because it's life, not life as it should be. Naturally, the quality is not that high.” Night was by the side, and the word broke: “Besides, the previous club owners would not spend all the money on sacrifices, but would leave a portion behind. ”

“ …… ”

……

“It's gonna be okay. ”

Lo Qiu took a deep breath and did not intend to blame the maid doll for this after-action reminder, but suddenly said: “No wonder there are so many strange things in here, the previous boss did not snap it? ”

Unight nodded.

Nor did Rochu want to stay in front of this shady altar, so he led Unight back to the store. He suddenly stretched out his lazy waist and said, "Yu night, can you make a red burnt lion head? Looks like I haven't eaten in half a day. I'm starving. ”

Night nodded: “I've learned to cook in this country before, and I remember how. Night is ready for the owner. ”

“It's slower if you do it alone, I'll help.” Rochu laughed and said, "And then I'll teach you more. ”

Dark blue beautiful eyes seemed to flash like gems, and Unight nodded softly.

……

……

Late at night.

The bustling commercial streets have calmed down.

Only the street bums, the people who got lost after getting drunk, fell asleep or slumbered.

But they didn't notice that a very ancient European ocean lamp was lit on this dark street, and there was a sign of OPEN hanging from an ancient wooden door.

Legend has it that only those who need it can see its existence.

So, when you see the ocean light flashing in front of its door, do you... need anything?

PS: There will be a chapter after twelve o'clock in the evening, and if there are any other sleeping officers, they can vote for a recommendation.