Trafford’s Trading Club

“Three o'clock, Ho? ”

Faced with the introduction of the man in front of him, Roccius Weiss suddenly asked.

Song Hao ran a little, but thinking that in the mother tongue of the people of the country, the second word of his name does have many homonymous words, there will be such doubts in the normal scope.

It's just that he hasn't had such a problem in years, and naturally he feels a little surprised.

He smiled, “It's Hao from the sun and the sun. ”

"" So… suddenly I think of a certain passage. ”

Song Hao blinked suspiciously.

He has very long eyelashes and a slightly thinner lip, while his skin tone is whiter than that of ordinary Orientals, but it is also not pale, giving an overall feeling of shade.

Yin and not Yin, like a jade of nobility, looks very pretty.

“Are you here to travel, too?” Rocciu put his eyes on the Brazilian Iris pot next to him again, reaching for the dark blue flower like a butterfly on the turquoise leaf.

Song Haoran shook his head.

Rochu guessed, "Is that working here? ”

Song Hao Run said casually: “Well, you can say that. My company is a little busy here, so let me handle this... are you still a student? ”

He seems to be a person who likes to be on the proactive side, answers questions immediately, and has the same tone.

Technically, if there is no active drop-out, it should now be the first semester of the third year of college. And since Rocchu has declared that he will be studying in schools abroad in the next year, there is nothing wrong with the student's identity.

Instead of looking at the plant, otherwise known as the Jade Butterfly, he looked at the beautiful man in front of him and noticed that Song Hao ran had a small scar on his neck with a tail.

But he was dressed in a suit, and the collar hid it very well, and it was only occasionally and inadvertently in the walking room that he was expected to reveal this little tail.

This scar looks like it was cut by a sharp instrument. Don't you know how long it is?

Just thinking about it, Rochu said: "The school that I went to before proceeded to drop out, after the new year, I would choose a foreign school to complete my studies, and the family has agreed. ”

“Really?” Song Hao laughed, but also felt strange... if it was just an accidental encounter with a country abroad, he didn't seem to have to tell himself too many things. The young man inevitably said something in some detail, unlike what he should have said the first time he saw a stranger, as if he was reporting something to his relatives and friends.

It feels strange.

In fact, Song Hao ran not into this place by chance - he just happened to see this young man from the East in the flower shop, and saw his face before suddenly coming close.

And after this simple communication, Song Hao Run discovered that this young man named Lo Qiu gave him a very special kind feeling.

Of course, it may also be because we meet people, because we speak our mother tongue —— people abroad, we meet people more or less, and we have a little bit of compatriots.

After listening to the name of the foreign school, he was quite surprised: “This school is famous, and it's not easy for you to go to school. ”

“Mr. Song's ability to be appointed here by the company to negotiate sounds has also been impressive.” Rocciu praised.

Song Haoran laughed twice and suddenly had a feeling like home at first sight.

And he waved, "Well, it's kind of like business blowing each other, so there's no point in talking. ”

Even suddenly wondering, Song Hao ran out of time to say why, he lifted his sleeve, glanced at the watch and proactively sent out an invitation: “I still have a little time left to meet my own compatriots in this place, are you interested in eating a meal? Of course it's my treat, just treat me as a host, after all, I've lived here for a while. ”

“Is that okay?”

“Of course.” Song Hao ran very happy, "I like to make different friends, which makes me feel like my vision is expanding. The more friends you have, the more people you know, the clearer your presence in the world will be, even after you die, in the hearts of many people. Don't you think it's a wonderful thing? ”

“Yes.” Lochu laughed indifferently, "I have a friend, if I may. ”

Song Hao Run glanced: “Is that the lady next door buying flowers? Girlfriend?”

“Kind of.” Boss Lo responded.

Song Hao ran seemed to think of something that might not have broken through to the end, being above friends, being less than full of lovers —— as for the young men and women who came here to take this trip, maybe trying to change the quality of such a vague relationship or something?

“Talking about something interesting?” Yunight had her own harvest, and she came to the two of them with a bunch of sunflowers wrapped by the florist, "who is this? ”

Seeing this, Song Hao ran out a stunning look, "What a beautiful person. Rochu, I'm sure you wouldn't mind introducing me to your beautiful girlfriend? There's a nice Spanish restaurant ahead, I think you'll like it. ”

Unight looked at his master.

And Rochu smiled, “Guess we don't have to worry about lunch. ”

……

And Caroline is worried about what she's eating for her lunch.

There is a huge sum in hand, where it is said that even the finest ingredients in the world can be enjoyed without hesitation... but Caroline has no interest in this at this time - she just feels hungry and needs something to eat, but can't think of what she wants to eat, and some of her souls are lost walking alone on the path of a slum.

Prior to that, and after searching for the mysterious store last night, Caroline went to a hospital, rather than a hospital, a small clinic that didn't even have a national license.

But the doctors in there are good, otherwise they won't get the approval of the Nemar boss to do the medical business here.

According to the deed, she traded her fertility as a woman, bought a service that was out of the question and gained a fortune… What should be done to make a woman lose her fertility?

She did some tests in the clinic - because she wondered if her fertility had been taken away quietly and she didn't know it - after all, she had met Nemar's men, who apparently didn't recognize herself.

She even has a lot of wealth.

The contents of that deed seem to have been met. So to think about it, it seemed like the time had come to pay for it - even if it was just overnight, the speed at which Caroline could not react at all.

But it is precisely because of this incredible speed that Caroline feels that the other person may have inadvertently taken her only ability as a woman.

However…

“Can you have a baby? This kind of check I don't have here! If you want to do it, you can only go to the big hospital outside! Besides, you look a little malnourished, so keep an eye out for dietary habits! Also, come to me regularly for * * * checks, don't wait for your place to crash before coming to me, that would make me very upset! ”

A doctor who speaks badly, but cares very much about every patient of his own.

Whoever gets into this clinic, he'll be able to help, can't afford to pay —— of course, can't pay, and then he'll come across something like this, and the means will never be peaceful.

At the same time, it's a very bad old man with a very bad personality and a very bad life.

Caroline knew a lot of her peers who had been visited by this bad old man, even her tenant Livia —— of course, the bad old man was very generous.

If I hadn't had my own rules about choosing Guests, Caroline would have theoretically had a relationship with this doctor long ago, simply because she was happy with them.

“What do you want to eat? Old rules? ”

So hungry, Caroline ended up sitting in a family-style restaurant that she went to on a daily basis. She chose the position by the window so that she could see what was happening on the street.

Until then, it was naturally to make it easier for you to look for the right Guest or something… now it is naturally time to look at the movement outside.

The sudden death of Boss Nemar should not have been completely revealed. But starting last night, the entrance and exit points here have been controlled, and it's not hard to speculate that something big has happened - the whole region is obviously much colder today.

Even this restaurant doesn't have many guests in the past.

Faced with the waiter's inquiry, Caroline glanced at the plate and said casually: "Give me a vatapa (fish oil with shrimp and coconut juice with white rice and bread dishes), then another lacaca (fresh shrimp soup). ”

The waiter wrote the menu, obviously very familiar with Caroline's eating habits, and went unannounced: “No more raw beer? ”

Caroline nodded her head, but suddenly remembered the old doctor's words about her diet and shook her head, "No, have another churrasco." ”

This adapted to writing down quickly, and then I looked around the restaurant, and suddenly I mysteriously pulled the stool apart and sat down, and I lowered my voice: “Caroline, I have two hours off this afternoon, I just got paid yesterday. Do you have time to go to your place? ”

“I've been having a rough couple of days. Find something else.” Caroline shook her head.

The waiter looked disappointed and shrugged: “Well, no wonder you ate so much today... wait, let the chef do it for you right away! My sweetheart, don't worry, I won't make it hard for you if you don't do my business. I'll give you some fresh sunflowers later! ”

“Oh, Mario, you're such a good man.” Caroline has a sweet smile, "but you can go to Livia, and I think she'll welcome you. ”

A waiter named Mario blew a whistle and walked in quickly.

Caroline sighed and looked at the window. She didn't have any particular thoughts at the moment - or so many now that she couldn't grasp the focus.

She wondered about the mystery store and the owner, wondering if the next time they would suddenly show up in front of her, and then something terrible would happen in those movies —— for example, they would put their hands directly in their bodies.

Think about it like that and keep her cold.

She was also wondering if she would remain in the place once all of that had been resolved. She already had unthinkable wealth at her disposal, so she might be able to leave the place and move to a better place to live.

Or she should do a * * * * restorative surgery, after all, she is only eighteen years old, and then she can find the right time to appear in front of some celebrities and perhaps marry into a very nice family... just seems like a big deal if she can't have a baby.

As for doing business... she had no idea that Caroline did not feel like a material for doing business, even buying stock, but she was fooled many times a year because she didn't understand.

What about buying real estate, buying famous cars, buying branded clothes, all kinds of luxury goods?

Caroline found that suddenly she couldn't explain the origin of her wealth - she didn't even protect her own backstage - that is, in this messy place, she couldn't protect her wealth.

Maybe she should leave the country, go to a safer country, go somewhere where there is no war... go to China? There are also Chinese people here, who have done business with some Chinese people, who are also very proud when it comes to their country.

Caroline had followed some foreign news, and most of her impression of China remained at the Olympic Games, which had been held recently - apparently a sporting power.

It was also a country that loved its own nationals very much, and had heard of previous evacuations, only for the first time that the country had ruled out the horrific movement of armed men.

By the way, does it seem that men in this country are very welcoming to virgins? But how do we get this country's registration?

She had many thoughts, most of them never done, not done anything marginal, and had only one thought, but did not know exactly what to do.

“Caroline! Caroline! ”

That's Mario's voice. It was not known when Mario had placed the cooked food in front of her table.

“Ah, did you call me?” Caroline came back to God, "I'm sorry, I was thinking something. ”

“It's okay, you eat it! I'm almost off duty.” Mario made a flying kiss move toward Caroline, "maybe you'll see me when you get home, sweetheart. ”

Looks like he's planning on going to Libya.

Caroline was suddenly getting bored, and all those thoughts in her mind, all those ideas in her head, disappeared.

Mario's words seem to be constantly reminding her - she's just a prostitute who has no survival skills other than to sell her body, nothing, no knowledge, not even her own life plan…