Trafford’s Trading Club

Some of the staff at the big restaurants will have their own lounges - fairly small rooms.

This has always been the case, and even in such a high-end position as a housekeeper, the place of residence is not much bigger than the bathroom in the room and is quite messy.

But Mr. Gusf's bedroom, though small, was exquisite, like his own.

After finishing the work at hand, Mr. Gusf returned to his bedroom shortly after a brief break to prepare for the final event of the evening banquet.

He was a meticulous man, and Aunt Tiffany had been nurturing him as her successor precisely because she liked him for that.

From the lowest priced job in the doorman to the current floor housekeeper, building his own vast network of connections, Mr. Gusf finds himself surprisingly fond of his current profession.

Because of his vast network of relationships, Mr. Gusf also has a very strong intelligence capability.

At this point, he locked his bedroom door - after locking it, Mr. Gusf quickly walked to the only small desk in the bedroom and pulled the drawer open.

He took out a notebook and flipped it fast —— until the last page.

On the last page of the notebook is a marker he penciled and then memorized - the marker is exactly the same as the one he hid in Mr. Dillings' old suitcase… at least, it doesn't make much difference.

After all, the markings here were only painted by Mr. Gusf according to his own memory… they were inadvertently seen in a letter - a comparison appearing on a letter in the collection of the attorney in charge of the hotel's business.

And that letter belongs to the real owner of the Alec Grand Hotel.

Over the years, Mr. Gusf has spared no effort to find any clue about the owner behind this big hotel - a challenge to his life.

I've heard that even Aunt Tiffany hasn't seen the real owner of this big hotel... which has filled Mr. Gusf with tremendous curiosity since his first day as a doorman.

Maybe it's just intuition.

Intuition made Mr. Gusf feel that the mysterious Mr. Dillings, probably had something to do with the owner behind the big hotel.

Even that explains very well why this Mr. Dillings seems to know Aunt Tiffany, but Aunt Tiffany has no impression of him...

Revealing Mr. Dillings' true identity, for a moment, was like some kind of ignited signal, making Mr. Gusf suddenly a little impatient.

Seems like ridiculous behavior.

But there's also a situation where, all of a sudden, in the middle of the night, you drive a few dozen kilometres away because you want to eat something, just to accomplish that impulse —— life.

“Come on, let me see who you really are...”

Oh... but now he needs to change his clothes and start adjusting the final layout of the banquet - maybe tonight will be a good opportunity?

Mr. Gusf couldn't help but look forward to it.

……

……

The maid was in the dressing room wearing the evening gown she had just picked out - as if there was a brand of boutique in this big hotel that the maid preferred.

Lochu knew that Yunight also had the identity of a clothing designer, but he didn't have half the research on this... but now the store's specialty brand has been written down.

While waiting, the other two customers were talking, and from the conversation, Boss Lo knew that one of the ladies' names was Ms. Tiffany, the very good floor housekeeper mentioned by Kim Jong Won. And the other was her best friend, Cindy's.

They're about the same age, probably the real age of silence - but they also seem to be worried about the triviality of life.

You can probably tell from their conversation that this close friend Cindy is a wealthy wife.

She was wiggling her clothes in front of the mirror, sighing at the frown on her face and complaining about her husband's recent high cholesterol.

At this point, it seems that Ms. Tiffany's best friend is not a hotel employee, but a wealthy wife who often comes here to entertain herself.

“Honey, I think Chef Burger is really good. You've been divorced for five years. Should we start a new life?” Ms. Cindy suddenly talked about something else.

Ms. Tiffany, also dressed in front of the mirror, laughed casually: "We're just good friends, just like you and him are good friends. ”

Ms. Cindy naturally rolled her white eyes, the kind that was completely white, “Wouldn't you... have forgotten that guy back then? ”

Perhaps it is a thing of the past… something more distant than it was five years ago, or even ten years ago.

But Ms. Tiffany had nothing on her face that made her laugh: “Say what I can't forget... how many people can't forget, right? After all, it's such a charming guy. I suddenly remembered something, when a waitress was holding a drink from a customer, because she was looking too far into God and hit a column. ”

“Oh, Tiffany, I never knew you'd be such a pain in the ass. ”

The guy they're talking about, he's probably a nice guy.

Boss Luo thought slightly.

And maybe this lady Cindy used to work at this big hotel.

She even harvested some love here. Maybe a wealthy businessman, maybe a young man with a lot of potential, and now she's living the life that many people imagine.

Ms. Cindy must have worked here before and had known Ms. Tiffany since work.

So they maintained many years of friendship.

“The guy, still no news?” Ms. Cindy suddenly whispered.

Ms. Tiffany looked at herself in the mirror at this moment and shook her head slowly after a moment of silence and did not speak for a while.

She had to stay with her like this, and not too long later, Ms. Cindy found a new dress and set it up.

Tiffany suddenly walked up to the mirror and carefully gauged the fishtail pattern at the corner of her eye, looking at her marks over the years.

The entrance to the dressing room slowly opened, and the maid's chosen evening dress was worn. In the light, she walked with a smile and Rocciu rose to greet her.

“It's beautiful. ”

Women will love this compliment, and she's not going to be the one to make an exception.

That's how the evening dress was decided.

At this time.

“Honey, are you really going to that weird birthday party tonight? I came all the way back this weekend to celebrate your birthday. Now, what about that private party I've got for you? How many years of young flesh? ”

Ms. Cindy suddenly said in an exaggerated and unhappy voice.

It turns out it's Ms. Tiffany's birthday.

……

……

Kim Jong Won is sitting bored in the lobby of the Alec Grand Hotel.

Of course, there are plenty of snacks to eat, even free tea service and free use of massage chairs in the sitting area… this is a really comfortable place for lazy people to spend the day.

Of course he didn't want to enjoy it here, but to be able to follow it around, so he had to stay here.

Of course, there is no shortage of chatter and emotions with some of the goalchildren he has just met… by the way, show off what he has just received from Mr. Gusf.

When the doorkeeper is naturally unable to relax and stay with Kim Jong-woon all day, they can only quietly stop and have a pleasant conversation - usually about the leisure day.

“You guys are really busy today... Speaking of which, do you seem to have more customers today than usual on weekends?” Kim Jong Won measures the lobby occupancy registry, which is still very busy at this time.

“I don't know what happened this afternoon," said a doorman, "but some good customers suddenly arrived after the afternoon, and they all seemed invited. ”

“Invite?” Jin Zhongyuan shrugged. He remembered that there was a mysterious banquet at night and was curious to ask: "Come to the mysterious banquet at night? ”

“Looks like… no more, here comes a gentleman! I can't be here!” The good buddy doorkeeper said hastily.

“Who is it?” asked Kim Chung Won curiously.

He answered quickly, "It's Counselor Zigg! ”

Kim Chung Won was surprised to learn that this Zigg lawyer was the mysterious behind-the-scenes owner of the Alec Hotel who commissioned the complex processing industry... himself a rich man.

Far in the past, Counselor Zigg looked like he was only in his fifties - but in fact, he was already seventy years old, with completely white hair, just because he had dark skin all over his body, it might be difficult to tell his actual age.

I hear this Ziggy lawyer only comes in the last day or two of the month… it's only beginning late now.

So why the hell is he here now?

……

Lawyer Zigg's sudden arrival surprised the management of the Alec Grand Hotel very quickly - in fact, most of the people above the management level were appointed directly by Lawyer Zigg, with the exception of the employees who faced customers directly.

Take care of the Alec Grand Hotel property on behalf of... If you're not an informed person, I'm afraid you really think that Counselor Zigg is the real owner of this Grand Hotel.

But he's not.

An elderly black man arrived in a quiet room at this time, in a crowd of white people - and Mr. Gusf arrived for the first time.

He is now eligible to participate in one of them, but only to pay tribute.

“Why didn't you inform us in advance, Mr. Zigg, so we could prepare to receive you in advance! ”

“Relax, I'm not here today for official business.” Lawyer Zigg is a very accomplished man, smiling at the moment: “I was invited here today as a guest… and, by the way, handled some personal matters. ”

“Invitation… is it also because of the mysterious party tonight? ”

Lawyer Zigg grabbed the cane in his hand and smiled without saying a word... and it was hard for everyone to guess what Lawyer Zigg was up to, so he tried to flank it.

Lawyer Zigg looked at the time and said: "Well, I'm a little tired of driving all the way here, so I'd like to take a break first... or the old room, is there a problem? ”

“Of course! Your room has always been kept... Mr. Gusf, I think you'd be happy to serve Attorney Zigg, wouldn't you? ”

“My pleasure.” Mr. Gusf, who had been named, stood up hastily and responded with courtesy.

……

“How long does Lawyer Zigg intend to stay this time? ”

On the way, Mr. Gusf personally carried Counsel Zig's luggage and walked ahead to lead the way.

“One night, if nothing unexpected, should leave tomorrow. ”

Counsel Zigg said freely and then asked about Ms. Tiffany… When he came to his former duties, he was basically hosted by Ms. Tiffany - not to say that Gusf was unhappy, of course, just curious.

“Aunt Tiffany's on leave today.” Mr. Gusf said, "But she's going to a mysterious banquet at night, and Counselor Zigg may be able to see her at the banquet… Of course, I can contact Aunt Tiffany now if you need me. ”

“No need.” Lawyer Zigg, if thoughtful... he waved: "Disturbing a lady's leave is an ungentleman's behavior, my Mr. Gusf. ”

“You're right.” Mr. Gusf nodded in unison.

It was just that he had to voluntarily connect some pieces to one piece: the mysterious Mr. Dillings, for example, and the stamp on the mysterious old suitcase in his suitcase… tonight's mysterious banquet… and a surprise visit from Counselor Zigg.

By the way, before he got here, Mr. Gusf even heard a little news that Mr. Dillings, who seemed to know Chef Berg, even knew some of the chef's ills.

After Lawyer Zigg came to the room, he suddenly asked, “Mr. Gusf, did you have any special customers in the hotel today? ”

Gusf had some insight in his heart, but he pretended to be suspicious and asked, “Why did Counselor Zigg say that? ”

Counselor Zigg randomly said, "I see helicopters parked over there… they don't usually start, do they? ”

Mr. Gusf nodded: "Yes, a guest arrived today in a helicopter… he is now in the Presidential Suite. ”

He didn't even intend to say Mr. Dillings' name, just to be brief, and then to observe Counselor Zigg's colour.

But he didn't see much of what was expected from the lawyer's face - Counsel Zigg nodded and encouraged Mr. Gusf to say something like work.

Nevertheless, Mr. Gusf felt more and more that Dillings, Lawyer Zigg... the owner of the Grand Hotel, must have had a special relationship.

Oh… perhaps after leaving here, you can visit Mr. Dillings, who is not feeling well today after all - a very reasonable and impeccable reason.