Trafford’s Trading Club

Shortly afterwards, Cheng returned to Zhongdu's house and told him about what had happened in the club.

Cheng also did not fully state that besides the scoping defects, there is another defect that he himself could not think of clearly.

When the so-called song in your heart changes, the magic will disappear... What kind of song is it?

The song in my heart.

……

“Did he really say that? ”

With regard to the last sentence of the mysterious businessman Cheng also mentioned, the clock dust is obviously in contemplation.

Cheng also suddenly discovered at this time that Mr. Zhong, who has a great deal of wealth in front of him, was surprisingly frightening in silence.

He felt like he saw a fake person.

“I think he's right, too.” Cheng is also not too salty at this time: “If you are a guest yourself, why should I ask... can't you say so? You could have gone yourself. ”

The clock went down and said, "You think I made you look like a gun, don't you? ”

Cheng was also innate and weakened countless times. At this time, the clock seemed dusty and the momentum was weak again. Thinking about himself, apart from this guitar, is even weaker where there is no help in front of this man.

But he snorted... and blamed himself for the disturbance from the start, and the indiscriminate behavior of his heart was obviously too far off compared to the children who had worked out at this magnificent gate.

“I'll go if I have to. ”

The clock suddenly smiled: “The most important thing now is your problem… now that we know the scope of this guitar, at least we won't look passive like this. ”

Cheng also stunned: “What are you going to do? ”

The clock shrugged with a smile: “Of course, think of a way to maximize this range… rest well and get ready for the next show. The next time is six days later, we have plenty of time to prepare. ”

Shortly afterwards, Cheng Yun returned with the same baggage. Director of Feiyun Entertainment The bags are filled with both hands these days, which is quite funny.

But Cheng Yun, who had just come back, was immediately instructed by Cheng to go out too... isn't it easy for a golden horse?

“Hello, chief... Yes, I am Sung Yun. Our company would like to sponsor another program for the next period. REQUIRED? Of course there is a REQUIRED... Don't worry, we won't interfere with Saigo. Yeah, don't worry, we're just trying to help you make this show bigger. Listen to me, we're going to do the next show at the Sheng Shi Lotus Stadium... What do you say? Is the stage capable of accommodating nearly 70,000 people enough for a TV show? And not just the next issue, but every subsequent issue, we will sponsor the same! Until the end of your season! ”

TV station director: This TV station director, known as Sydney, is of course, howl!!

Mr. Stationer of Sydney Taiwan promised to come down and talk to the director of the program team.

However, the director of the programme group frowned and objected.

“Chief! If the show does this, it's not a good idea to be honest. With such a huge scene, the singer's own defects could easily be covered in the past by sound and too much space. If it weren't for the little stretch, the show itself would be meaningless. ”

“All I want is to watch! All you want is work! That's enough! ”

The director sighed, just sighed in his heart: Institution.

So let's get to work.

……

……

Turbulence, turbulence.

“Hmm... new guy hanging old man? ”

Young women who appear to be in small townships of some age, with white hair and chewing on their weird mouths all day long, frequently attract the eyes of passengers in the car.

“New people are the monster series again... so boring. ”

Nero's fingers slide randomly on the phone —— isn't the town too slow for her to even brush off time with this little nutritious online news?

I don't know how long it took before Nero, who was sleepy, heard the old driver shouting and got out of the car.

Still attracting the attention of almost all passengers, but not at all concerned, Nero shrugged his shoulders and quietly pulled the blowing sugar out of his mouth.

Before getting off, Nero glued it to the armrest for the ride and gave it a malicious smile.

It's really fun to do a prank...

Nero held his hands together, stretched a lazy waist, and measured the palace at the entrance to the town in front of him.

Like Watertown.

“Is this where Cook hides? ”

Nero hit him again, feeling like he was not awake. He touched his stomach and was unable to mutter: “Ah, my stomach. Let's eat something first...”

……

For example, gossip in water towns generally spreads from the river.

And why the river? Of course, it's because most of the people who come here wash their clothes during the day… and most of the women who come here to wash their clothes are chewing on their tongues and decorating them like water towns.

So we call it, nothing but gossip, Auntie.

I don't do anything but gossip, "I told you, I saw a man yesterday when I walked past Sanger's shop! ”

Nothing but gossip, Ma'am. No. 2 scornfully said: "Shh, it's the old Yellow Calendar news! I saw it the other day! ”

Nothing but gossip, Ma'am. "You're all outdated! The other day, I saw Sanko hugging this man in the backyard! ”

Number four: "I heard it's been a while! ”

Number five: “I heard that that rascal Zhang Kun had a fight with this man before! This Kun couldn't beat up the hospital, but he didn't have the face to tell anyone. That's why he accidentally dropped into the pit by night! ”

Six: “I hear he's still a foreigner! ”

Number seven: "Isn't it popular these days? We heard that these three are not checked! He scratched his head with a cell phone, so he cheated on his foreigner! Tsk, tsk! ”

No. 8: “I can't stand loneliness anymore. After all, I haven't had a man in years, how can I bear it! Oops, I don't know if that foreign language is really big... Shh, shh! ”

And number nine, number ten, number eleven, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine.

These sounds are like flies, they shoot, they run, they run, they come back, they're always in your ears, they're buzzing, they're buzzing —— there hasn't been much washing by the river lately.

It's just that people who come into town to buy tofu from her tofu shop always have a little expectation of putting their gaze behind her door with much more enthusiastic focus than ever before.

Hate this place.

Sancho has hated this place since her husband left.

Absolutely... disgusting!