Trafford’s Trading Club

Xiangjiang, Wangkou, some private lounge.

Several young people in black are guarding an elderly man. They weren't too tight because they knew the old man didn't like what the people around them heard when they answered the phone.

The lounge had three floors, the highest floor, and a man with a three-inch scar on his face at the staircase came up with a frown and saw the old man still answering the phone, so he looked at several young people.

Several young men shouted respectfully at the same time, "Ken! ”

A middle-aged man... Ken nodded his head, "Uncle Qi is not finished talking on the phone? ”

The youths shook their heads... Ken frowned, but still stood by and waited by the stairs.

After a while, the old man called Uncle Qi slowly turned around.

“Okay, you send me the data...”

Uncle Qi's phone finally turned off, Ken just walked two steps, and came to Uncle Qi's front - Uncle Qi said directly at this time: “Ken, help me shave someone, the data will wait for you. ”

Brother Ken stunned and thought, "Uncle Qi, what's wrong with you? ”

Uncle Qi shook his head: “It doesn't matter, it's the deed girl from my continent who begged me to help him. ”

“Qi Daughter?” Brother Ken opened his mouth. He followed Uncle Qi for a while. He knew that Uncle Qi had children, but he had never heard of a goddaughter outside, and he was still in China.

Uncle Qi smiled. “It was almost 20 years ago. There was a Thai master who helped me calculate my fate, and I would have a robbery in 20 years. So I was impatient, and I turned to the left continent to read to some pretty girls on the left. If you don't like it, it's really Ji Ling again. I've had enough luck for 10 years since reading for a few beautiful girls on the left. ”

“So amazing? ”

“The world is good, the letter is good, the letter is not good, Mi will be considered good! Are you having a rough time?” Uncle Qi ordered a cigar and smoked it slowly, "several beautiful girls wang me, especially a queen, Zhongwang... Okay, don't talk about it. What's going on down there? ”

Brother Ken sneered: “Six Kingdoms, if you don't show up more than a dozen crooks system, Dutch children cut everyone similar! ”

“The Dutchman is the reddest.” Uncle Qi smiled and smiled. “The rice is served, and he knows how to honor my old uncle. This time Baekou Kun, a street boy stepped on the border, not only did the middleman get away from his wife, but he tied it too far left. ”

Brother Ken said: "Dutch boy and white head Kun are fighting to do ‘things’, the seven countries outside are so messy, several old uncles want to sit down... Uncle Qi, white head Kun is from you, today Dutch boy has the nerve to die on you, it is clear that when you are transparent, do you want me..."

Brother Ken did a neck wipe.

“What good is Left Dutchman to me?” Uncle Qi shook his head, "Years later, the more difficult it was to do business. If the Dutchman isn't a European fruit tie, working with foreigners to launder money, don't you call me 70-80, and I'm going to sell durians at the fruit bar? ”

“But...”

“I know you did, but Dutchman must have done something hard this time.” Uncle Qi sighed, "Jianghu matter, Jianghu. This time Bai Tou-kun betrayed his brothers, even if the distance is from me, I can't help... Well, you tell Dutchman, I don't care about the matter with Bai Tou-kun, just do a good job, don't have a tail heel. ”

“I know a little bit to do.” Brother Ken nodded, then looked at the stairwell and suddenly sat down, close to Uncle Qiu, whispering: “Well... by the Omengo? ”

“Ho Shinguo, say something?” Uncle Seven's eyes condensed slightly.

Brother Ken lowered his voice: “There is a long way to go, I am not going to use less King this time. ”

“An old fox.” Uncle Qi snorted softly, "I thought there was no left, so I didn't want to? ”

Ken said helplessly: "But if there is no support, it is difficult for me to move to eligibility. ”

Uncle Qi said softly: "Don't worry, I've already decided the way back. Next month you take King to Malaysia, I will sit with the casino on Fruit Side. Ah King will represent Fruit Side in this‘ Casino Competition ’. The speech is held by the English fruit side this time, if you are in a hurry, don't turn around and go straight over. ”

“Okay.” Ken nodded.

Uncle Qi glanced at him: "Eat porridge and enjoy your meal. ”

……

……

In the office, the clock is falling dust and watching the family report on recent events.

Ever since he saw the extraordinary, his center of gravity has long been out of the whirlpool of family rights… but this whirlpool, he has not yet been able to pull himself out.

Especially since the old lady miraculously turned around last year and allocated a huge sum of money to Zhong Fall Dust, the voice in the family has become more... people close to brother Zhong Fall Cloud.

But no matter how many voices are in the house, Old Master Chung won't do anything in these years - just the reason, only the three people who know are Chung Falling Dust, Old Master Chung, and Grandpa Luo.

“However, the recent actions of the third sister have been somewhat strange. ”

Zhong Falling dust carefully read the information at hand… probably just after the new year, the four seasons of the Zhong Falling Moon Group has undergone quite a few staff changes, some of them even at the top of the group.

These people were transferred to other departments, and then some new recruits were brought up - even the clock dust was clear, and most of these new arrivals were brothers and brothers, the clock dust, and even many of his own team.

This makes the clock dust have to be weird.

Industry and relationships within the family are just as intertwined. Though the Four Seasons Group has always been unique, in fact he holds shares in the Four Seasons Group just like his brother Zhong Luoyun. Likewise, the industry under the name of Zhong Fangdu also has shares in Zhong Fangyun and Zhong Fangyun.

What makes the clock dusty is the act of the clock falling on the moon, which seems to smell like a broken arm... instead of strengthening your control, enable your brother and his team, what is this operation?

“Pharmaceutical companies…”

The report also includes a project that will soon be investing in the UK. I really didn't understand why my third sister was suddenly interested in entering the pharmaceutical field.

A series of unusual movements of the clock set the moon, leaving the clock far from the capital to feel a sense of uneasiness.

Ever since half a foot into the extraordinary world, the clock has long lost its rivalry for family fame - or defeated a brother and a third sister and finally became the new helmsman of the Zhong family, which has completely lost interest in him.

Zhong Fangdu knew that it must have something to do with the deal he had made - but he had to admit one thing, that this competition in the House of Homen was so far behind the power to manipulate life and death.

Especially when the lab scores and finds a child with superpowers, the clock dust falls and feels more like it has found its way - the heart that is no longer prone to things, and suddenly starts to beat.

He just maintained a sense of accomplishment.

But in front of Young Master Zhong's identity, status and wealth, Zhong Falling Dust suddenly found that it seemed a mistake to preserve the sense of accomplishment - anything could be done easily, and it was even difficult for him to find something to accomplish and satisfy himself.

Just in the middle of contemplation, the door of the office knocked, Cheng Yun quickly walked in, his face looked a little unnatural.

The clock drops dust and closes the information on your hand without moving a sound.

Cheng Yun walked up and sighed. “Second Major, you asked me to send you a gift so Miss Mo could give it back. She also said...”

“Say something.” The clock still doesn't see much emotion on his face.

Cheng Yun glanced at him and his second master was very good at cultivating himself. He had never even seen the clock fall dust when his breath was suddenly broken.

“She said that you have completed your course.” Yunton took a look at the boss and went on to say, “She's not going to teach you any more, so you don't have to go any further. ”

“Got it.” The clock nodded with dust.

Cheng Yun said somewhat indignantly: “Second Major, this Miss Mo is too clueless to lift. You want to see how many women in the capital have spoiled you, but she can't even look at you! ”

“So then.” The clock drops like a smile and looks at the cloud, “what are you going to do? ”

“Not going to do anything.” Cheng Yun was surprised to learn that Young Master Er never liked to capture women by any means, so he hurried: “I'm just doing it for Young Master Er you're not worth it. ”

The clock dropped: “Now that the gift has returned, please return it. Go to Miss Mo's classroom landlord and see if you can buy the house. Find a reason to cut the rent by 30% next month. ”

Cheng Yun opened his mouth and eventually nodded. As a golden horse, there is no need to question the boss's decision, just implement it carefully.

“Go down there and tell Master 24 I'll be down in a minute. ”

“Okay, I'll be right there. ”

When the cloud pushed the door out, the clock dust moved the chair backwards, then pulled the drawer open and picked up a box - a sapphire necklace in it.

Mr. Chung, you're very nice, but I don't like you.

Not long ago, Zhong Falling Dust was a confession, but only received a very cold reply... Young Master Zhong did not suffer too much because he figured out another thing.

He also considered his love to be an asset, and after buying the old man's five-year life, not to say that he would no longer have feelings like love, like, but that he would not be able to get a response to love and like.

He can love a person, but he can never get the other person to love himself - he can't get love.

The clock sighed because there was so much to sell that even this pain was buried in the sensory area where there was only a sense of accomplishment left.

He shook his head and put the box with the necklace back in the drawer before finishing up some of his clothes, took the elevator, went down and met with 24 shortly afterwards.

……

The power of 24, the clock dust no longer doubts, just the magical crow on 24 shoulders, caused the clock dust to fall on the hands of several martial arts masters known as martial arts masters.

Throughout the Psychic lab, the only clock that has fallen in front of 24 over the past few days has not been unscrupulous and nervous.

When surprisingly, having 24 of power, it's not hard to get along, not even a lot of temperament, the only drawback, maybe just one —— laziness.

And it's contagious laziness.

Every time the clock drops dust and meets 24, it feels like it's going to rot.

“You smell faded today. ”

Just as I came in, the clock went down and I heard 24 say something of no significance.

The clock is dusty and frowning... 24 always carelessly says strange things and never explains much.

His eyes swept over the crow next to 24 and he sat down, "Sir asked me to find the blood of 66 18-year-old virgins. I have found it and don't know when it will be appropriate. ”

“Just a few more days.” 24 struck an arrears, “Recently attacking the rules of the world, the spirit is somewhat inadequate...”

‘World’, 'Rules’.

The clock dust caught some mysterious things very sharply, but forced the curiosity down, just sitting here quietly with 24 strokes.

24 Sitting on his back like this, his eyes were scattered, it looked like there was only a shell left... time passed a little bit, about an hour later, 24 suddenly shook his head, muttering: “That's really hard, is it so hard to get an official identity...”

“Idiot 24! Idiot 24! ”

24 He lifted his hand and grabbed the crow, then threw it at the wall. The crow slowly slipped off the wall as it pressed into a mess of mud.

This scene, the clock has been dusted several times, and each time it feels... amazing.

24 That's when I shook my head, beat a debt and watched the clock fall: “Boss, you ate your meal for a few days and you found something for me... Go ahead, how many people do you want me to kill? ”

The clock smiled: “Sir, do you know only the art of killing? ”

24 "It's bad luck, too," he said. ”

The clock suddenly dropped: “What if it was taught by the mister? ”

24 Looking up, it was a while before he said: "If you can't learn, my spell is a gift of the soul, so now you can barely use it… your world does not have this itself. ”

“Our world?” The clock frowned, silenced for a moment, and suddenly dazzled, “Sir... from another world? ”

“0179”

“What do you mean?” The clock dust frowned again.

24 shook his head boringly, "You haven't got anything worth telling me yet. ”

“When is it worth it? ”

24 He said with a grin: “I have been the lowest master of a nation before… Are you a king? ”

The clock lowered its head and didn't know what to think.

But then again, 24 suddenly laughs, “Though you can't learn now, it doesn't mean you can't learn later, but you need to take some risks. ”

The clock is falling. Listen carefully.

24 "I can help to transform your soul, but if the transformation fails, you will die... boss, dare you? ”

The clock fell silently.