Trafford’s Trading Club

There are many things to do next and need immediate family to do… there is nothing left to do in this part of Lochu.

He went back to his house.

When he opened the door and walked into the living room, he turned on the lights in the living room. At this moment, a man who was sitting on a bench in the living room instantly became clear.

That's Dae-chul... Dae-chul is also looking at Lochu while the lights are on. He watched the young man close the door very calmly after the light was on.

“How long have you been here? ”

“You've got a lot of nerve...” Dae-chul shook his head, “Even the last time, it didn't seem like he was afraid. Rationally, anyone who suddenly turns on a light and sees a stranger at home has to be scared at least. ”

“I just met him.” Rochu calmly said: “That's not a stranger... so? ”

Dae-chul knows what they're asking - he just left a note saying he won't come again, and now he can't... but he has to go on.

So he looked at Rochu and hesitated: “I saw you eating, and I heard you crying a little later. Is she...”

“Quite quiet.” Lochu nodded.

“Sure...” Da Cheol lowered his head and wondered what he was thinking - he had these preparations in his heart long ago. After all, before Lo Qiu, the nominal owner of this house, came back, he was naturally clearer that every time his ex-wife came back with her children, he would come quietly.

“What is this?” Daechul looked at the cup that Lochu had brought to himself and asked subconsciously.

“A cup of tea made of laurel syrup. The rest of the corner material.” Rochu smiled. “Eat? There should be some reunion left, Grandma Haru did. You haven't eaten, have you? ”

Grand Zhe nodded silently. Lo Qiu walked into the kitchen and came out later with a small bowl, Da Qiu ate one reunion after another without saying a word.

What does it feel like?

Big Philosophy thinks that if he could eat with his ex-wife's family, it wouldn't be worse than it feels right now... at least it would be another way of life.

“Come back just to see the old man?” Rochu suddenly looked at the lamp on the ceiling and asked.

“Think of it like that.” Dae-chul doesn't want to talk about his own business - he doesn't even intend to come in here. But his own identity is inappropriate for everyone.

If you want to ask something clearly, just think of it as this young man who came to visit his grandmother when he was in jail, Dae-chul can only choose to refuse his own young man.

Lochu suddenly moved a stool, then stacked a smaller one, and then climbed up and reached for the ceiling lamp, as if looking for something from inside.

“How long will you… stay?” Dae-chul asks curiously, "When you're done with the old man? ”

“I think so.” Rochu nodded, "I'm a little free anyway. Actually, if you want to stay here, no problem. I told you, as long as you don't touch anything else, it doesn't matter... Ah, I found it. ”

Lochu pulled a little something out of the lamp.

“This is…”

“Teeth.” Rochu laughed, “My father's teeth. Isn't there some kind of little custom? After children change their teeth, adults throw the changed teeth into the shed, lamps, etc., and say that new teeth will grow faster. Actually, I saw it yesterday. I didn't plan to take it off at the time, so I thought it would be nice to leave it there. But... well, sorry to say something that doesn't interest you. ”

Dae-chul shook his head and seemed to always feel quiet about the young man. He felt quiet and smiled slightly: “Nothing, I haven't talked to anyone in a long time... it's good. ”

“Reunion, you want more? ”

“Then… another bowl. ”

Later, Rochu brought pillows and quilts from upstairs, "You took everything you had, don't sleep in the grocery room tonight. Can I sleep in the living room? ”

Grand Jerome took over.

“I've got hot water in the kettle, just use the cup.” 'I'll leave you to rest,' said Rochu. ”

“Seriously...” Dae-chul couldn't help but yell at each other as he watched Rochu leave, "How can you be so relieved of me? Aren't you afraid I'm really a bad guy? ”

Rochu turned back: “There is no imaginary dirt here except the locked room... but it hasn't lived here in years, is it somewhat unreasonable? ”

Dae-chul shook his head: “I can't live for nothing. Besides, sometimes it's boring, so just do something... nothing. ”

“If it's the bad guys...” Lochu thought for a while: "It's usually more demanding, and you try to avoid it... so good night. ”

“Wait a minute.” Dae-chul took a deep breath, then busily pulled his wallet out of his bag and took all the money out of it.

After thinking about it, he left the small pieces of money behind, put all the big bills on the coffee table, and looked at Lo Qiu sincerely: “Can you, in your name, send them out for me... to the Ting Ting family, just think of it as a heart. ”

“Just put it here.” Lochu nodded and turned off the lights in the living room, leaving only a small one and went straight upstairs.

Under the dimmed lights, Daechul, lying down, gradually had pajamas... he had long tried to be so calm before he went to sleep.

It's probably a hot cup of tea made from cinnamon syrup. It helps Anjin... He thinks so, and gradually sinks into his sleep.

Give it back.

……

……

“Mukken, I need to talk to you! ”

The naked man is now singing a song in the arms of a woman wearing makeup —— a karaoke bakery that's very popular these days.

“Ah, who do I think it is? Isn't this Brother Chul?” Mukken pushed the woman in his arms away and looked at the other man standing close behind Dae-chul, slapping the table: “You two eat shit? Didn't you know Brother Chul and I were brothers? Get away from me! What are you doing? ”

After Xiao left, Mu Kun stood up with a bottle of beer smiling, "Brother Da Zhuo, there's nothing to entertain. But you can have fun at the club! It's on me! ”

“Mungo, don't talk to me about what you got.” Dae-chul said softly: “Let's talk about Tiger, I'll leave when we're done talking. ”

“Tiger? Which tiger?” Mukkun slapped his head and meditated bitterly: “Big cat! Big cat, I've got one here. I'll introduce you later. ”

“Mukkun, I'm not here to joke. Let me ask you, did you set up the game and set up a tiger for half a million? ”

“Oops! My big brother.” Mu Kun's face was grieved: “What's the play? I don't like hearing you say that. I'm out of my mind. My brothers on the road know who I am. Can I do this? Did you hear that bullshit? ”

“Mungo, if you want to do this again, I can only find a few old people to judge. ”

“It's just a little thing.” Mukhun shrugged: “I said," Dae-chul, are you going to shock the retired seniors? Not at all? Besides, why don't you just wash your hands and live your little life without messing around? ”

“I'm just saying, do you count this money or not?” Dae-chul squinted his eyes.

“My Big Brother Chul.” Mu Kun turned his eyes: “If I can't get the money back, how can I explain it to the public? Besides, this casino thing, you want me to, nobody owes anyone, don't you? Why don't we all win the money from me, lose the money, say a few kisses and go, what do I eat? What do you want to eat with my brothers? Dae-chul, isn't it cheap? ”

“Here's 50 grand, you take it first.” Dae-chul didn't say much, “Tiger's bill is up to you, but listen, if you mess with his family again, don't blame me for being rude! ”

“Brother Chul, isn't 50,000 too little? Your good brother owes me half a million dollars. ”

“Mukken, take it when you see it, don't make everyone uncomfortable.” Da Zhe bluntly said: “Two hundred thousand, I'll give you two hundred thousand, let's just pretend this never happened. Why don't you tell me, Tiger is also your own brother, you do this to your own family, okay? Think for yourself, don't blame me if you make a scene and shock those uncles. ”

“Hmm... ok! All right, all right!” Mu Kunda made it down, “I'll take it as selling you a personal favor. Three days, three days. You let Tiger bring the remaining 150,000 to me, make me an apology for the tea, and I'll pretend it didn't happen. ”

“Not for three days, up to a week. ”

“No problem.” Mu Kun shrugged: “Who made me once a big brother, your little brother, you can say something, no problem! I'll give you ten days, okay? ”

“Deal. ”

……

“Brother Kun, shall we just let this guy go? ”

Mukken stared at the stunned little brother and patted him in the head with one hand, "What do you say? Shoot him here? Are you going to cut it? Who's Wei Dachul? You don't know? Fourteen years old, with a watermelon knife, cut from the East Gate Bridge to the West Gate Bridge, you can do more than a dozen by yourself? ”

“But this... but he's not washing his hands anymore, do we need to be afraid of him? ”

“Just give him a face.” Mu Kun shuddered his legs and grinned: “The retired old man still likes Wei Dazhu. He owes me a favor now and may use it in the future. ”

“But I heard this tiger seems to have tied up a rich man's son, ready to collect money.” The little brother shook his head: “This Wei Dazhe came here now, cut the price of Kun you 300,000, isn't it pitting you? ”

“Is this happening?” Mukken sunk his face, "are you sure the news is true? ”

“Sure! I got a buddy to see. He said he saw Tiger's car, the kid had just left school and grabbed it and ran away. And then I heard a dozen things, and the kid's dad was a rich guy, and he made a lot of money in the ready-to-wear business! ”

“That's interesting.” Mu Kun sneered: “This Wei Dazhe has to be moral in everything he says. If he doesn't do it, he's like a good person... I don't do these tricks behind his back! ”

“Isn't it? This man is hypocritical! ”

“Well... did this rich man report the case?” Mukkun thought about it for a while.

"I don't think so," said the little brother. "We didn't hear anything about the kidnapping in the scene. ”

Mukken punched the little brother in the head again, "Eat dry meal for nothing! Son of a bitch, you didn't tell me that until now! ”

“Didn't you think Tiger's bastard was going to pay Kun? I don't care how he gets the money, he can get the money.” But who knows, when this Wei Dazhu comes up, he chops 300,000? Boss, I'm not worth it to you! ”

“Okay, you do.” Moving in a heartbeat: “Find some raw faces, stare at this rich man, tell me what's going on! ”

“Boss, what is this? ”

“What? Think with your pig head!” Mukhun grinned, “I want the kidnapping money, but the pot keeps them back! I want $200,000 for Wei Dazhu. I want his love too! ”

“Hey, here we go, we're not Wanli! ”

“Be careful, don't let anyone see you. Remember to make a face! ”

“Okay, I'm on my way! ”

……

Account balance: 5421, 19.

After leaving the nightclub in Mukhun, Daechul inserted his own bank into the nearby bank ATM machine and took it down silently after a glance at the balance.

The phone rings now.

“Dragon?” As soon as Dae-chul got through, he asked, "Did you send people back? Mukkun, I have a deal here. Ten days, we just need 150,000 to come out. ”

“Brother Chul, no! Tiger changed his mind! When we didn't notice, he turned around and took the baby! We can't find anyone right now! The phone doesn't work either! ”

……

……

Dae-chul opened his eyes directly.

“Did I wake you? ”

“It's dawn...” Dae-chul shook his head and took a look at the sky outside, "What time is it? ”

“Almost ten o'clock. ”

“I've been asleep for so long...” Dae-chul rubbed his forehead and, after waking up a little bit, raised his head and asked: “Did anything happen last night? Or hear something? ”

“A car arrived at dawn.” Rochu calmly said, "The body should be transported out… there should be nothing else. Is there something going on? ”

“No... nothing.” Dae-chul shook his head, then quickly walked to the window, pulled a few curtains and looked at the situation outside, "There was no one outside right now, I left first. ”

“I made breakfast, don't you want some? ”

“No… no. ”

Too luxurious.