Trafford’s Trading Club

Ren Ziling expressed a confusion about this black card that Rochu noticed and muttered subconsciously: “Last time... is there something? Why don't you remember? ”

Luo Qiu heard Ren Ziling's confusion and knew why.

The black card in front of you is indeed the club's item. This stuff is either here or there all the time, but very few people notice its existence.

It's not really invisible, it's just blind. This black card has the ability to unconsciously distract ordinary people - just like the club itself exists.

Even if it drives in the middle of the road, those who should see it will naturally see it, and those who do not need to see it will only see it.

“Well, it is. Perhaps the editor-in-chief did not pay attention last time.” Zhang Furui's face didn't see any different colors and looked at Rochu naturally: “Are you interested in Zhang Black Card? ”

The existence of each black card represents a potential source of visitors to the club. Of course, these are the things the boss left behind - but naturally it's impossible not to be interested.

It just doesn't feel right if you just show a great deal of interest.

So he shook his head and said, "No, it's not. It's just weird. ”

"This black card doesn't look like an antique craft," he said looking at Zhang Yu Rui. If you care, you probably care about the inconsistency. ”

Zhang Chuanrui smiled: “There have been guests asking this question, how do you think I answered it? ”

Lochu shook his head very directly, like you wanted to, but it didn't matter.

Zhang Yu Rui stunned and thought that this was really a guy who wasn't going to make random conversations.

A classmate, even a few days a month, looks up and looks down. Though not to the point of necessarily knowing, human nature curiosity does give rise to the idea that such a person, who is often able to remain silent.

After all, it was an idea that came out occasionally, and Zhang Wanrui didn't care too much. Lochu didn't intend to open his heart door, and she didn't have to knock it hard to open it. Originally unaccompanied, it's just the fate of meeting in a common class, but it's also the fate that can be dispersed at any time.

“No comment. ”

To think of it, Zhang Wanrui slowly gave the answer at the time.

Ren Ziling was just stunned. When he thought of a guy like Lo Qiu, he probably upset his girl, so he made a small mistake and didn't say much.

She has been a journalist for many years, observing microscopically. By this time, she had heard Zhang Furui's statement, which was a disguised deportation.

Ren Ziling pretended to look at the time on the phone and looked suddenly: “It's already so late? Sorry Miss Zhang, I remember where I need to go for an interview... well, thank you for your hospitality today. Besides, my Rochu is a piece of wood, and you don't have to look weird. Since we are all classmates, we can always contact each other when we have time. Since we are classmates, it is natural to be best friends! This kid is actually very nice, kind and... Hey, Rochu, I'm not finished yet, you just..."

Fucking retard...

He threw up in his heart and felt the disgraceful sigh of Rochu, first walking outside. Ren Ziling hastily hurried over after he had spoken a few more scenes.

Zhang Yuanrui did not stop smiling until he saw them leave the collection room.

The woman in the ancient scent of the long cheongsam frowned slightly at this time, looking at the black card in the display, suddenly opened the glass cabinet and wanted to reach out and touch it.

But her fingers stopped in front of the black card, seemingly hesitating, eventually retrieving it and rebuilding it.

Gu Yuexi's young general manager frowned beautifully. It was only two years before she began to fight in Ancient Moon Ramadan, but the celebrities she had met were no longer a minority.

However, not many people come to the collection room to notice black cards in particular. She knew it was her grandmother, the real owner of Ancient Yuesai, who deliberately put something here. She also asked why, but she never got an answer. Grandma shook her head silently, as if she was tabooing something.

This black card is like having a magical magic trick, and it feels like you want to grab it while you're watching it. Zhang Yu Rui was probably the person who had the most contact with this black card besides her grandmother, so the feeling grew stronger.

Not just her, but even those who noticed the presence of the black card, would appear to be blind, only awake to be able to disengage.

There are also Guests who say they can offer you a direct price, no matter how expensive, as long as you can get this black card.

Too bad this thing is not for sale... so she doesn't understand why her grandmother put it here.

“Rui Rui. ”

Zhang Furui heard what he was familiar with, Grandma's voice. The little girl felt frightened. She hurried and turned around. She quickly walked to Lady Zhang and held her arm. "Grandma, what are you doing down here? You don't usually come to the collection room. ”

“I suddenly wanted to come down and take a look.” Lady Zhang said slowly, then frowned again: “Tell you how many times, don't look at too many black cards. ”

Zhang Yurui's parents died early. They were raised by Zhang Li Lanfang as a child. She was in love, awe and awe of her grandmother. She threw up her tongue in a hurry: “I just entertained two guests, and Rui didn't pay attention...”

The old lady suddenly sighed and walked towards the location of the black card. She stood in front of the cabinet, motionless, and said to herself, “I shouldn't have kept it. ”

“Grandma?” Zhang Wanrui shouted in confusion.

The old woman shook her head: "Son, take it out and put it away in a box right away. I'm going to use it. ”

This thing should have been put here when Ancient Moon Ramadan arrived. It has never left for so many years. Today, he suddenly said to take it out. Zhang Kuanrui couldn't help but arouse a strong curiosity. He had to ask directly: “Grandma, is something wrong? I just saw that little bell come to see you again, didn't I...”

The old woman nodded and shook her head. Finally, she said: "Although the last name Zhong is an excellent descendant, there are too many carvings, you better not get too close. ”

Zhang Yu Rui didn't say anything, but the psychological thought was: I've figured out the time of the guy's arrival lately. If it wasn't for hiding from him, I wouldn't temporarily decide to bring Ren Ziling and Luo Qiu here.

Zhang Yuanrui picked up the black card and loaded it up according to Grandma's instructions.

“'The next time someone with Zhong's last name comes back,' said Lady Zhang. 'You'll give this to him. But remember to tell him that it can only be used once and returned as soon as it is used up, otherwise the consequences will be borne. ”

Zhang Yu Rui, though curious, obviously her grandmother didn't intend to say more, so she nodded, let alone said that someone noticed something about the black card.

It's not really a big deal.

……

……

“Master, what is this? ”

At noon, Ren Ziling left Lochu next to a bus station and stepped on the throttle to show the horror of the female driver and ran away.

Anyway, after a half-day of skipping class, I thought about Solomon and ran away. Today Lochu went straight back to the club and began to carefully elaborate on the album acquired by Ancient Moon.

“Well, nothing yet.” Lochu said casually.

But all of a sudden he remembered something, and he looked at Yu Night and said, "Yes, I remember the negative floor of the warehouse. How many masks are there? Help me get it out. ”

He's free to use what's in the club —— all the stuff the club's been accumulating.

Let's talk about one of the club's rules.

Items already in warehouse cannot be sacrificed.

In other words, if Lochu chooses to enter the warehouse, there is likewise no way to sacrifice it, and the owner of the club must compensate for it with his or her life.

That sounds like crap.

But in fact, in the case of a transaction, under the club's contract, there is a time-bound protection period. During this period, 'Transaction Gold’ could not be used, and only two avenues were chosen for warehousing or sacrificing.

“Okay, master, wait a minute.” Unight didn't ask why.

Just as the owner of the club has to follow the rules in the manual, so does the evening as a doll maid unconditionally follow the club owner's instructions.

Looking at Yu Night to pick something up, Rochu touched his face and said to himself: “Where does Zhang Wanrui actually hold a black card is also a problem. If she came over with a black card that day, it wouldn't be easy...”

I want to go deeper. When Lochu senses that he will later appear as the owner of the club, he does not seem to be able to use the status of 'Lochu’.

Hmm... would you like a higher calligraphy?