Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 97: You Are My… Princess

“I don't know why you've been following this guy lately… but I hope you don't get involved again. ”

Suddenly the leaves were straight.

Once again, looking at the equipment in this darkroom, based on the unique touch of the reporter, Ren Ziling frowned: “Ye Yan, honestly tell me that this time you're back, it's actually about this KingKong, it's about that plant-changing man Lin Heg... even it's actually about Shadow Entertainment, right? ”

“Do you really want to know?” Ye suddenly asked.

Ren Ziling nodded.

Ye added: "I'll tell you something. But you have to promise me you can't keep track of this. I know you've always liked to take verbal answers for crap, but if you step in this time, it could be dangerous for the people around you... I think you know how to control it. ”

“What do you mean?” Ren Ziling's face had to be condensed.

Ye Yan appealed and sat down: “Specifically, I can't give you too much details… For the past two years, we've been tracking down a very large criminal group. According to current information, the group is already involved in organ trafficking as well as in the drug trade. ”

This is no joke, Ren Ziling calmly analyzed the back of Ye Yan's words.

“According to our intelligence, the organization is afraid of dealing with something behind Shadow Entertainment. Ye discretionarily said:" We think they are using artists from Shadow Entertainment to go out on stage for shows or in the course of business activities to carry out illegal organ transports… or even drug deliveries. ”

Ren Ziling was stunned and his face changed dramatically.

If… she finally understands the source of her friend's addiction.

“It's only a pity that the owner of Shadow Entertainment had this accident when we found out.” Ye sighed in his breath: “I'm afraid this line is broken, but not completely. ”

“KingKong!”

Ye nodded: “Well, this guy is ostensibly a security company employee hired by Shadow Entertainment. But we found a record of his plastic surgery… Prior to the plastic surgery, he was actually a freelance mercenary active in the Middle East. ”

Speaking of which, Ye looked seriously at Ren Ziling: “He obviously already knows you're tracking him, but he hasn't acted much, most likely just because you haven't posed any threat to him. But obviously, he doesn't want to get in trouble or anything. But if you violate the bottom line of someone like that... think about what happens when someone who has jumped from the Middle East gets angry? ”

Ren Ziling was silent.

Ye said once more: "So just put away your curiosity this time... we swore a bunch of brothers in front of Brother Lo's grave that we would never let Little Lo Qiu get hurt, would we? ”

“All right.” Ren Ziling nodded, “I won't get into this again. But there's something I'd like you to keep an eye on. ”

“Say it!”

Ye Yan did not mind the demands made by Ziling at this time. He knew the woman's response at this time, so he had made up his mind.

He and a group of his brothers understood that this woman attached more importance to the young man who had just begun his life than anything else.

“I have a friend, Tujia... she recently disappeared. ”

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……

Hu Qin, Na Na, Moon Qin and Hai Flute, mourning.

Kyoku: to call me on the dome, infinite dependence ~ ~ ~ ~

When she first got home, Vice Editor Ren felt surprised to find herself in a fantastic environment… to her, it was like a murmur.

She knew her good son loved music and that Rocchu had a period of young curiosity about playing instruments.

The question is… has God TM begun to turn to this traditional cultural realm? Isn't your knowledge of Rocchu a little out of date?

Generation Trench has appeared

She quickly walked to the sofa - the owner of a club had apparently fallen asleep by now. Ren Ziling glanced at the video box on the coffee table that said "Vincent to Han" and frowned.

She reached out and gently poked at Lochu's face, watching as the face was poked into a slight trap for some time. The Vice Editor Ren suddenly felt so happy, as if the fatigue of the day had disappeared.

How can you be so cute...

“… what are you doing? ”

Unexpectedly, Boss Lo suddenly opened his eyes.

Ren Ziling sat down and raised her toes. “Why? Is there a problem poking my son in the face? “

Mr. Luo, who found that there was no problem in theory, appealed, pinched his eyebrows and watched the people walking around on the TV crystal screen... How could he be interested in it, eventually losing the battle in this silent rhythm.

Watching as God fucking sleeps past.

Lochu turned off the TV and watched the time: "Good morning. ”

Ren Ziling chuckled: “Because I wondered if it would be boring to be alone at home, lonely, impatient, using lots and lots of smoking paper or something... I'll do it! What do you mean, you look at me like you're retarded? ”

“Look at the retard. ”

Ren Ziling's mother suddenly made a head-butting gesture, but she didn't want to knock it down, and then touched her stomach and said, “Baby, I'm hungry! ”

“There are also noodles in the cabinet. ”

“I want rice congee! Preferably the sticky and thick one. ”

“… there are also noodles in the cabinet. ”

“By the way, with squeeze vegetables. ”

“There are also noodles in the cabinet. ”

“Oh, another plate of fried noodles sounds good! Can we add some ham filament and make some sautéed noodles? ”

Mr. Lo sighed and walked up to the kitchen, already feeling unnecessary to continue the conversation... that seemed to be the case over the years.

Either I do it, or you do it... most of the time it's actually Rochu.

“By the way, are you free this weekend? Are you still tutoring that little girl? At night?”

Xiaomi's boss Lo shrugged - he almost forgot there was another vain ‘student’ thing, so he answered casually: “Occasionally… what is it? ”

“Family Day, family day!” Ren Ziling ran into the kitchen and touched Rochu's head: “On Sunday, can I show you the zoo? What about the botanical gardens? Amusement park would be fine! ”

So Boss Lo next put the scourge in the hands of the First Vice Editor.

“What for? ”

“There are also noodles in the cabinet. ”

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“Sir, here you go again. ”

Qin Chuyu looked closely at this man. He should have arrived the day before yesterday. “Are you out of paint again? ”

“No.” Guo Yushuo shook his head and carefully brought out a rolled piece of paper, “My girlfriend and I both loved the painting, so we wanted to frame it. Can I trouble you? ”

“No problem," Qin Chuyu smiled, “but it will take a day or two. ”

“It's okay, I'll pick it up in a couple of days.” Guo Yushuo nodded, then looked at the watch on his wrist, "I was in a hurry, there was still a party at night, I needed to pick out a dress, so I didn't talk much. ”

Qin Chuyu slowly unfolded the rolled paper and left with Guo Yushuo in his eyes, returning to the table, but Zhangkou.

She's never seen anything like it.

I am obsessed with painting, and I feel the emotions and attitudes that the painter wants to express, probably the qualities that a qualified painter should have.

“Never seen a painting like this...” She couldn't help but see God.

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Hengxin Hotel, a hotel owned by Hengxin Group, is equipped from the outset at the highest level thanks to a strong infusion of funds.

“Nervous? ”

Parked in an open-air parking lot outside the banquet hall, Guo Yushuo looked at his girlfriend sitting in the co-driver's seat and gently asked - he felt the enthusiasm emanating from his girlfriend's eyes all the time, feeling that this was the most wonderful thing in the world.

The girlfriend shook her head gently, only showing a slight smile. As if it were the brightest piece of jewellery in the world, Guo Yushuo couldn't resist a gentle kiss on his girlfriend's lips.

“Aren't you afraid to be late?” Her girlfriend smiled softly.

“No way!” Guo Yushuo proudly said: “Tonight you will be the most radiant princess, the people at the banquet hall should be waiting for you! ”

“What a sweet mouth. ”

“I'm serious.” Guo Yushuo quickly opened the door, then Xiao ran to the other side of the door, opened the door and directly hugged the girlfriend out of the car.

“What are you doing?” The girlfriend said in a delicate and shameful manner.

“Since she is a princess, of course she enters in the princess's way!” Guo Yushuo smiled slightly: “Listen to me, you will be watching! ”

Feel the deepening love in her girlfriend's eyes, feel her gently leaning against her chest... Guo Yushuo stared at her like this and walked towards the entrance to the ballroom.

This man is so strange... he walks over with a woman in his arms.

Sign everywhere, a few guests, a few courtesy ladies, and the doorman's door all stood still... Is this how you get in?

“Guo... Guo Yushuo? ”

Suddenly, a woman acting as a courtesy to the company's banquet today recognized each other, she frowned and looked at the banquet, then quickly walked to Guo Yushuo's face, “Guo Yushuo... what else are you doing here? ”

“Go to the banquet! ”

“This...” a former colleague frowned and looked at the woman he was holding, "Guo Yushuo, I know the company suddenly laid you off the previous few months, you must be dissatisfied... but don't come here to do business? It's so weird! ”

“Is the chairman here? Exactly. I have to get in there.” Guo Yushuo let Buddha go without hearing the general, and took the first two steps straight.

Once a female colleague stunned, this guy... seemed a little out of order. She reached out and held Guo Yushuo's arm. "Guo Yushuo, you're not invited here. In fact, you can't go in there. ”

“Oh, by the way, how could I forget to sign here... Wenwen, you wait here for me.” Guo Yushuo put her girlfriend down, "I'll be right over. ”

He walked straight towards the sign.

The female colleague, who had not yet had time to stop her, saw the woman who had been put down and suddenly came down towards her. She caught it subconsciously.

But it was at this moment that I saw this woman's body twisted abnormally, and her colleagues hurriedly held each other, and then screamed in horror.

Pale... rotten...

This, this is actually a... corpse.

PS1: Seems to be a few minutes late.

PS2: But I'd still like to recommend it and ask for a reward!