Trafford’s Trading Club

“Jean, let me compete on Sunday? ”

Hung Kuan met this gentleman once... the last time he was in the hospital room. But that was it, and I was amazed at his sudden arrival.

But more surprisingly, what he just said.

Zhong Fangdu smiled: “Don't you want Mr. Hong? ”

“I... but I...” Hung Guan shook his head, "No, how did it become me? May I? ”

“Although we do not know what your strength is, Mr. Hung, it is also a proposal, and our company respects his proposal.” That's what the clock says.

He clearly saw Hung Guan's somewhat exciting gaze... he knew what that gaze meant. If the crown is grateful, the clock will naturally be happy to do the same.

It's also an investment, isn't it?

“But... why didn't he tell me about it himself this time?” Hung Guan is still confused.

The clock suddenly smiled slightly: “If Mr. Hung wants to know, feel it on stage tomorrow night's game, maybe you'll understand. ”

“But... it's too soon.” Hung Guan still hesitated: “Honestly, I can't wait for this opportunity. But I know my own business, and I am afraid that I will ruin your company's reputation by taking me to that level of stage...”

“You don't have to think about that.” The clock shook its head: “Our company hasn't said much because of a TV show like this… Of course, it's normal to let you in so suddenly and make you uncomfortable. Mr. Hung can also refuse, I do not force him. ”

“I... I didn't mean it that way.” Hung Crown shook his head: “It's just too late, I'm not even ready for anything. ”

“In this regard…” Cheng also laughed.

Chengyun behind him walked up to him at this time and said, "As long as Mr. Hung promises to come on stage, whatever you need, we can give you our full cooperation... complete cooperation! ”

“Let me… think.” Hung Guan swallowed the tunnel.

He still feels a little weird.

Besides, still going to that level of stage... really, okay?

……

……

Outside the Shengshi Lotus Body Hall.

“Ahahahahahaha!!!! ”

Ren Ziling is laughing over her stomach... laughing at Mahoud for the moment.

What does it look like? Horse SIR with a long-running belly is just wearing a white old man's vest and a lot of stains on his face, like a worker in a construction site.

“Can you stop laughing!!!” In the face of this heartless mockery of Ren Ziling, Ma SIR naturally growls.

“How did you end up like this? ”

Mahoud... look out for the sky. Are you saying that you are dressed as a brick mover because you can't disobey the orders of the boss, you can't investigate the reasons in the gym, and in order not to affect the progress of the project with the huge power behind it and the hearts and minds of the workers here... have you moved bricks here for days??

When Mahoud did not speak, Ren Ziling hammered the hammer. "Oh, I get it! Are you dressed as a brick mover because you can't disobey orders from the top, because you can't investigate in the gym, and because you can't influence the progress of the work that has so much power behind you and the hearts and minds of the workers here, and you've been moving bricks here for days? ”

“...” the alpacas in Mahoud's heart trampled for a while before frowning: “How do you know there's a lot of energy behind this? ”

Ren Ziling curled his nose: “Psst! With a knee, I know! I heard you said there was a homicide here, but as soon as there was no report, and there were no police officers nearby, and the project started again, there was no fatigue behind it. Who believed? ”

“Alas...” Mahoud shook his head helplessly, the woman's touch was still very accurate, “So, have you heard from me? ”

Ren Ziling just converged and shook his head: “Nothing at all. I just heard that a few homeless people had suddenly disappeared recently, and I didn't know if it had anything to do with the last case of the homeless man being mutilated. ”

“How many homeless people have disappeared?” MacHood is set, “how did you even hook up with a homeless man? ”

“Fuck you, do you speak like that?” Ren Ziling poked Ma SIR's shoulder like an aunt, “A homeless group is the city that knows the most, okay? ”

Ma Houde rubbed his eyebrows and shook his head: “I can't, I can't. This place can't stay... not only can't find a clue, but the foreman here is also a demon, 16 hours a day, it's squeezing! I gotta go back, I gotta go back!! ”

“Want me to give you a lift?” Ren Ziling was kind and kind.

“How much…”

“Am I the kind of guy who just gives you a ride to collect money? Am I this kind of person?” Ren Ziling frowned and mourned no more than her heart died: “Old horse... how dare you look at me like that? ”

“So how much does it cost? It's expensive for me to take the bus...”

“A hundred is fine.” Ren Ziling licked the corner of her mouth and said, then turned her eyes and looked behind Mahoud's back, curious: “What did it come from? ”

Mahoud also turned to look at it and said, “Fireworks, rich people use to burn money, as if it were for the show tomorrow night. ”

“Fireworks?” Ren Ziling whispered: “So much? What if it doesn't blow up? Did you call the fire department? I hear there's a lot of people tomorrow. 67,000? ”

“Crow mouth!” MacHood banged Ren Ziling's head hard, "go and drive! ”

Ren Ziling threw up his tongue, pulled his fingers off his eyelids and made a ghost face.

The old driver drove, and the horse SIR was reassured, so he got in the car and was already tired and slept. Ren Ziling broke the traffic rules and picked up the phone and called. "Son, wait! Don't hang up! Hold on!! ”

“Is there something wrong?” Lochu's voice sounded calm.

“Are you free tomorrow night?” Ren Ziling asked casually.

“So, what's the matter?” Rochu asks the same question.

“Isn't there a show at the gym tomorrow night? How many more tickets do I have? Why don't you take Yunight with you?” Ren Ziling glanced: “I saw a lot of fireworks coming over here! What a pity! ”

“Just watching the show?” Lochu asked with a half-letter and a half-hearted voice.

Ren Ziling hey hey smile, cold said: “I said boy, would you like to propose to Yunight tomorrow? It's romantic to propose underground! I'm telling you, I had a little walk with Pear the other day... Hello? ”

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo!

“Holy shit!! Hang up my phone again!!” Ren Ziling was angry and yelled at the phone. “Do you want to die?! Let's see what I can do for you tonight!! Stop sleeping!!! I'm not angry, you don't know the majesty of my hostess!! Woo... WOW!!!! ”

The woman driver forgot the steering wheel at this time and found herself coming over, twisting wildly, the car drifted directly over the bend.

It's so risky... I almost hit it!

Vice Editor Ren patted his chest with palpitations and looked at Mahoud subconsciously... only to see that Ma SIR's head was stuck in the car window, motionless, with his white eyes rolled...

“Old horse!! Horse!! Don't scare me!! Horse!! ”

……

“Master, Miss Ren, can I help you? ”

Rochu, who just hung up, suddenly glanced at Yunight... proposing?

Lo Qiu finally shook his head: “Nothing, just a few words. ”

The maid smiled, and Lochu stood up and said, "I'm going to go out and see what happens to the iron whistle today. ‘Prometheus' … this creature is growing really fast. ”

“Master, take your time. ”