Trafford’s Trading Club

The time spent in school was a little longer, and the medication delivery time, which was originally ample, suddenly became tense.

But she is already familiar with some of the alleys in this city.

In this way, Luo Pianju ran through the streets and alleys of the city with a carton of milk, sending medicines made by Long Xiruo to every patient who needed medicine today.

"Look at you, sweating profusely... Come on, drink something first."

In the warehouse of the supermarket, a glamorous elder sister who works as a warehouse manager in her 30s brought a bottle of soy milk and wiped the sweat from her forehead by the way.

But Luo Pianju noticed a ring on the ring finger of Meiyan's left hand.

"Wow!" Luo Pianju suddenly uttered a surprise cry, "When did it happen?"

"Last week." The elder sister of the warehouse management department smiled happily at this time: "The most important thing is not very peaceful, so I didn't tell everyone. Originally I said I would postpone the time, but the one in my house said Once the time is set, it will not be easy to change, the days have been chosen."

"Then you have to take medicine well!" Xiaodie Yao smiled at this time.

It is very difficult for the Yaozu to get pregnant... In order to be able to conceive a healthy baby in the future, this manager eldest sister has started taking the medicine formulated by Sister Long three years ago, hoping to regulate her body.

"May have to change to another medicine in the future." The manager's elder sister pursed her lips at this time.

Luo Pianyu was startled subconsciously, and then Shui Lingling's eyes grew as big as the epiphany under the lens of a high-speed camera, "Really?!"

The elder sister of the manager smiled slowly, grabbed Xiaodiemon's palm, and pressed it on her abdomen, "I only found out these days. It should have been more accurate, but because of the forbidden law...but it's okay. , I can feel this little guy is very healthy."

"Wow!" The Little Butterfly Demon seemed to have discovered the new world, "Little baby..."

"When will it be you?" the manager elder sister asked with a smile.

This seems to be a common problem of married races in the world... Also known as the care of married people on the food chain for unmarried people.

"Hey..." Luo Pian scratched his head, blushing and blushing.

The manager eldest sister was not too good to molested the white butterfly, so she changed the subject: "The fruits and vegetables shipped from the supermarket today are very fresh. When you leave, take some back and give Master Long a taste. Well, eat more fruits and vegetables to reduce anger."

Little Butterfly Demon showed a puzzled look.

"Long Master, she must be very annoying lately." The manager elder sister smiled: "Because of the extraordinary summit meeting... I heard that some of the demon clan seniors are blocked at your door."

Apart from crying and laughing, Little Butterfly Demon couldn't find any other expressions... But Sister Long's anger might not be because of this.

Who knows?

"I still have a job, and you will get out of here later." The manager's sister pointed to the door of the work passage at this time: "Just pick something out and put it on my account. It's not considered medicine money, just a little bit of care. , Don't refuse, you have to accept it."

"Good!" She nodded obediently.

Thinking that the watermelon was on the market recently, it would be nice to get some watermelon for Sister Long-Xiaodie Demon soon came to the fruit and vegetable section of the supermarket.

But here comes the problem... she doesn't seem to pick a delicious and sweet watermelon?

"Well, this should taste good."

"Oh, really..." Luo Pian turned her head subconsciously, then opened her eyes wide, and said in incredible surprise: "Sister You Ye!!"

"It's been a long time, Miss Pina."

Carrying a shopping basket, the freshly dressed maid smiled slightly.

After a moment of consternation, the little butterfly demon who reacted subconsciously said: "Sister Yuya, if you are here, that is to say...that is, the boss is back!"

"Master, he has something to do today, so he went out by himself." The maid said softly.

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The clerk of the dessert shop is whispering...it's the kind of thing that only gossip in the world of girls.

The guest's dress, jewelry, etc...looks and the like.

They have complete conversational resources.

After all, a big breasted thing, as long as one sits there, can make anyone feel ashamed and noble.

There are some desserts that Luo Pianju likes on the table-in fact, she never resists everything with sweetness, whether it is synthetic or natural, the powerful internal organs of Yaozu are enough for her to digest and expel Those bad things.

If it were not forbidden, it would be more convenient.

For example, using internal...monster power to force out the things that so-and-so left in the body-or something.

"In that case, Sister Yuya and the boss have just returned." Little Butterfly suddenly realized at this time, "No wonder."

"No wonder what?" The maid who didn't touch the food on the table but simply picked up the black tea cup asked curiously.

"No...nothing." Little Butterfly smiled silly, and then sucked on the small spoon used to eat the cake, seemingly distracted.

"What are you thinking about."

"Sister Yuya, you are so beautiful." Little Butterfly said subconsciously.

As a compliment, as the maid of the shop, she might have heard it from countless customers-but at this time she liked to listen to this little butterfly demon.

Because it is not polite.

"I bought a lot of ingredients today." The maid said: "Miss Pianju, would you like to have a light meal together at night? I think the master will also be willing to see you at dinner."

"Okay..." She wanted to agree to it almost without even thinking about it, but soon shook her head again: "I'm afraid it won't work tonight...Sister Long doesn't know what to do if it is so sudden."

"What?" The maid said calmly: "Miss Long said she is a few thousand years old, can't you take care of yourself?"

It may be auditory hallucinations, I always feel that Sister Yuya seems to have a little stronger tone when she says [thousands of years]?Luo Pianzuo hurriedly waved her hand at this time: "No, Sister Long is just a little busy recently. I can't help her much, but I want to make her life easier."

"I'm so lucky." The maid smiled slightly: "Miss Long, she can meet you."

"Meeting Sister Long is also my luck." Little Butterfly smiled: "Meeting the boss and Sister Yuya, and the uncles and aunts in this city...everyone."

"Don't you look greedy?" The maid said abruptly.

Luo Pianju was startled at first, then he thought about it and said, "I hope everyone can live happily all the time. If this is too greedy, I can only stay greedy."

"If." The maid narrowed her eyes, "Let's make an assumption... Suppose, between Miss Long and you, make a choice, one of them will get happiness, the other will get pain, you How would you choose."

"Hmm..." Xiaodie Demon thought for a while and said, "I don't know the answer, but it would be fine if this assumption is not established."

"How is it not true." The maid asked curiously.

"Just let it not be established." Xiaodie Demon replied seriously.

It seemed unreasonable, and it seemed like... some kind of belief.

"In other words, I still choose to make both parties happy, right?" The maid said calmly.

Little Butterfly smiled, then scratched her head, "I seem to be really greedy."

"After all, you can only stay greedy like this forever. Humans, monsters, any living things, even... us." The maid smiled slightly, and then said softly: "You've grown up."

"Yeah." Little Butterfly answered softly.

"It's getting late." The maid put down her teacup and said: "I should go back to prepare dinner for the host, Miss Pian Diao, if I have a chance next time, welcome to our shop as a guest."

"Yeah!" Luo Pianshu nodded in thought and for nothing, then looked at the table full of desserts, and asked tentatively: "Can I pack... Bring some for Sister Long."

The maid chuckled, her eyes turned, "Of course, but there is one condition, can you agree to it?"

Xiaodie Yao couldn't help blinking, "What...condition?"

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The venue for the summit meeting is the highest-level conference hall in the city.

The layout of the venue was launched as soon as the document was issued-the public official system of the entire city was almost mobilized.

After all, this is a conference for the whole world and the whole world at the same time-it will be broadcast live to the world throughout.

This is something that the entire human society is paying attention to. Therefore, the media flooding from all over the world filled the city's airports for two weeks.

However, the venue is limited after all, and the interview space that can be provided to the media cannot digest such a huge amount of media.

Therefore, the preciousness of an on-site interview pass can be imagined.

"Why do you third-rate gossip magazines actually get the admission ticket? We are obviously the local TV station? There must be some dirty deal in this! I will definitely expose you, you will wait for me! Ren Dabao !!!"

"Go, write, write if you have the ability! If you dare to write, I will dare to send people to follow you every day! Don't let me catch you for a cheating, cheating, or trading in the flesh! Once caught, I can make the whole world know you! bitch Zheng! "

"You, you, you, dare you to scold me...that's it!! You said it! Did you say it right!!!"

"Slightly!"

Two women of about the same age suddenly scolded in the parking lot outside the venue, quite as if they didn't fight for 300 rounds and then added stoppage time.

Lizi, who was sitting in the trunk of the SUV, was eating egg pudding, watching this scene interestingly.

At this time, old Q, who came as a driver, asked curiously: "That seems to be the location of a local TV station...Why, she knows the boss?"

Lizi was watching with gusto, and she didn't look back at this moment: "I heard that I had known each other since I was a student, the same major... the enemy."

The macho, but the old Q, who likes to watch the yellow picture of the bully, was silent for a moment before frowning and said: "Actually, I also have this question. Why can our third-rate gossip magazine get the admission ticket, but the local station's ?"

Lizi was finally willing to turn her head. She pointed at herself, blinked her eyes and said, "You ask me which hot pot is delicious, I can tell you right away?"

"...When I didn't ask." Old Q shook his head, immediately got out of the car, and began to talk about moving the equipment from the car-these things are set up in the venue and adjusted, which can take a lot of time.

"You wait, I will write you to death!"

"Slightly!"

Aunt Ren came back triumphantly.

Lizi also happened to finish the eggs on hand, and stood up, "Are you in the venue now?"

Ren Ziling suddenly said, "You and Old Q will bring your equipment in first. I seem to have seen someone you know. I will say hello in the past and go back in to find you soon."

As he said, he saw Ren Ziling hurriedly out of the parking lot... Lizi saw this and felt that the old Q, who was a hunk, was full of muscles and strength, so he decided to eat a few more puddings before making plans.

Old Q: "Me, tool man?"

Lizi: "Yes!"

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Outside the parking lot, in the temporary headquarters of a group of city police officers... Ren Ziling met a so-called acquaintance.

The sergeant of the city's first brigade, Officer Ma Houde.

"Why do you third-rate gossip magazines actually get the admission ticket?"

Aunt Ren seemed to have just heard about the same question... She probably hadn't gone away from her anger, so she stretched out her hand and pinched a chubby face, "Who do you look down on! Old horse!"

"No... I'm really curious." Ma SIR rubbed his cheek at this time-his wife Madam Ma couldn't bear to pinch it like this, okay, "You said you can find a relationship, but I will count. I can't tell who can you find to give you this convenience... Is this national?"

"You can't always send me a fake admission certificate, right?" Ren Ziling said angrily: "Fake, can someone outside of you let me in?"

"Could it be Ali?" Ma SIR thought about it at this time: "I heard that she went to the security department...After thinking about it, it seems that only she has this energy? Did you ask her?"

"I don't have such a big face. You can arrange for a reporter from a third-rate magazine to enter the infield of this kind of conference. Don't overestimate me. Like you, I am just an ordinary civil servant."

At this moment, a slender figure appeared in front of Ma SIR and Ren Ziling-she took off her sunglasses and smiled, "It's been a long time, you two."

A Li, a woman working in the security department...a mature woman who used to compete with Aunt Ren to grab men.

"You just said who is a third-rate reporter!"

At this time, A Li ignored him, and went directly to Ma SIR, and reached out, "Hello, Officer Ma, I am one of the people in charge of off-site logistics work. There are some work matters, I think I want to talk to you, let's go over there and don't let the messy people harass you."

Ma SIR showed a flustered look: Can you two women not find me when you rob the beams of the men?

"Old horse!"

"Officer Horse?"

"I... I have a stomachache!" Ma SIR had to cover his stomach quickly, and the acting skills he had practiced in the office for decades broke out in an instant: "Oh, oh, oh, no, I, I, I will look for you again! See you later!"

Rushed out like a rocket.

A Li and Ren Ziling looked at each other. The former snorted contemptuously, while the latter flirted with contempt for a few days without washing. When they went out, they just sprayed the emergency hair with disposable spray and turned away.

Seeing Ren Ziling leaving like a meteor in such a stride, A Li sighed, her brows gradually frowned, and muttered: "Who has this ability, give you the admission ticket... even I can't find out. To."

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Regardless of who gave it the admission ticket, just have the admission ticket.

As the saying goes, to starve to death the timid, to support the courageous.

Aunt Ren thought that she would be the one who would be crushed to death—but when she finally found Lizi and Old Q in the infield and spent some time, she still felt that she was not brave enough.

"You...you really did not find the wrong place or place?"

"Should..." Old Q stood tremblingly now.

"It's actually in the first row..." Looking at the same row, those state-level media people cast doubtful glances, and Aunt Ren couldn't help but shiver at this time. "Fuck, our third-rate gossip magazine, what is it? How come in..."

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"Yeah...this way, the child is pregnant." At the computer desk, Long Xiruo was pressing the mouse with one hand, eating the afternoon tea packaged by the butterfly with the other, and listening to what she had seen today.

"Yeah! What a happy thing."

"Next time you give me medicine, I will get some fetuses." Zhenlong from Shenzhou nodded, "By the way, which store bought these cakes and tastes good?"

"It's in the mall on the side of Taitanhui." Xiaodie Yao suddenly looked a little nervously at the movements of Sister Long, as if calculating something.

"It's too late?" The real dragon from China was stunned, "How can you go there? The place where the medicine is delivered should be quite far away...next time don't buy things in that place, it's expensive!"

"No, it's because I met acquaintances on the road, so I just chatted for a while." Xiaodie Yao asked again.

"Acquaintances?" Long Xiruo was about to stuff the last bite of the cake into her mouth-already stuffed it.

As if to pinch this point in time, Xiaodie Yao quickly said: "It's Sister Yuya! This is her dessert!"

puff----!

A bite of cake dregs was sprayed onto the computer screen by the real dragon from China. The dragon from China stood directly on the chair at this time, "What did you say? Are you telling me now?!"

She hurriedly stretched out her fingers to go to her throat.

Seeing Sister Long's embarrassed look as if she was about to squeeze tears from her throat at this time, Little Butterfly couldn't help but remember a sentence: Why should a woman embarrass a woman?

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——"Conditions...what conditions?"

——"When Miss Long takes the last bite, please tell her, and you must remember to tell her that this is what I asked her to eat, a little bit of heart."