Trafford’s Trading Club

But it has to be said that Taiyinzi is indeed fitting in with this era at a very rapid speed - although there may be some mistakes where it fits.

A black soul messenger in the form of an effort is probably what the club likes to see - it seems like he can hear the laughter coming from the altar on the third floor.

His fingers pressed one corner of the white card, while the other corner was against the table of the counter. The white card with two upright corners slowly turned in front of Luo Qiu's eyes.

This time, Luo Qiu chose to look at the contents of this benefactor with his maid.

Along with the slow rotation of the white card, some small pictures are being broadcast in the air... the recent life of the financial owner.

It didn't take long.

Suddenly, he wanted to know what Luo Qiu thought of a benefactor from the perspective of Youye, a maid who had served for three hundred years. He asked at this moment: "What do you think of this benefactor?"

You Ye thought for a while and then said: "I'm afraid that the transaction money that the new financial owner can provide is only life span and soul... Of course, if it's just simple things, you can also count the unhealthy organs of the new financial owner. Something like that.”

Youye wasn't interested - or not even enthusiastic.

She shook her head and said: "It seems that when it comes to judging the financial owner, Taiyinzi still needs to go through the process again."

The new boss, who had gradually become familiar with the club's business, was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "In the past, was it also judged in this way?"

Youye said softly: "Yes, the guests waiting for him to enter, or the sponsors Black Soul is looking for. The previous master will issue black cards if he thinks it is okay. All we need to do is wait."

Luo Qiu asked again: "Were there any deviations during the transaction?"

Regarding this unexpected question, the maid looked at her new master in confusion, but also thought about the purpose of the question. She carefully answered: "We calculated the payment possibility of the donor, and basically in the end it was all It is in line with the initial judgment.”

"Do you remember Jiang Chu?" Luo Qiu said softly: "At that time, among the white cards brought by Black Soul No. 9, we judged that this was an above-average soul. But in the end, what we gained was instead A soul that has become superior.”

Youye nodded and said, "Yes, that is an unexpected change."

"why?"

You Ye was stunned for a moment, then thought carefully, "Because at the end of life, I gained something similar to redemption... self-forgiveness."

Luo Qiu added, "For example, Mo Xiaofei."

You Ye thought along this line of thinking, "If he can maintain his ideals in this life, he will definitely be a very high-quality soul at the end of his life. As your master said, time can brew The mellowness of courage.”

Having said this, You Ye bit her lip and said, "Master believes that even a mediocre soul can become brilliant!"

Luo Qiu shook his head, "I don't know, it's just..."

He played with the white card in his hand and carefully considered his thoughts, "It's just that no matter who they are, good or bad, I think there will be beauty that belongs to them. Just like rough stones, we will never break them. We know whether there is beautiful jade inside it, and furthermore, if there is, if it is not carved, we don’t know what kind of brilliance it can radiate.”

But You Ye suddenly said: "The previous master really didn't put any effort into this aspect."

"He may also know this. After all, it is impossible not to notice this in the long years... But why not take this path? I don't know." Luo Qiu said dullly: "I am not him, and I don't have his attitude. I like to spend time alone, and I also like to observe human beings... Although I am a bit weird as a human being, if it is classified as a hobby, there are probably many people like me."

Luo Qiu walked into the counter at this time, took out several different cocktails from the wine cabinet, recalled how You Ye once made a cocktail, and started to make it himself, "I didn't intend to lead people to be good. I just want to see if even a mediocre person can... release his beauty."

The color of the cocktails was originally very monotonous, but after they were mixed and mixed, they became colorful. Luo Qiu slowly pushed the prepared cocktail in front of him and looked at it.

"Furthermore, if the souls I finally harvest can become excellent, it will be a good thing for me and the club itself, right?"

Boss Luo put a cherry on top.

The pure white card suddenly burned, and finally turned into a black card as black as an ink fountain... When it burned again, it completely disappeared.

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Overall, Zhuge felt that his life could be summed up in two words: disgust.

If it were more detailed, it should be: the life of the despised Zhuge.

Although this summary was somewhat influenced by a certain movie, Zhuge felt that it was not too far off.

why would you say so?

I am not very smart by nature, and my academic performance is not good. No matter how hard I try, I still cannot remember the knowledge in the textbook. My grades are always so stable as the cornerstone of the class.

The fat accumulated over the years seems to be no longer possible to eliminate no matter what - the student days were almost an insulator for women.

There are times when hormones are driving you!

"Sorry, I like cute boys."

"Sorry, I like cute girl paper."

"I'm sorry...I'm a cute boy."

Exercise, no.

beach? No more, I... I once drowned and was afraid.

Let's go drinking together? Sorry...I don't drink.

Big, big health care? ? There is no experienced driver to lead the way...

get off work.

In the address book of the mobile phone, the only things that remain unchanged are the phone numbers of my parents and my boss... There are no extra phone numbers.

Having no friends, no girlfriend, no high salary, living in a cheap rental house, and being unattractive are already considered compliments.

There are no activities to pass the time. I am running on the road of life. After returning home, I can sometimes be bored until late at night.

In the dead of night, I would hold my pillow and cry while watching "CLANNAD".

I wake up in a rush the next day, often late to catch the bus, and then the whole day seems to take a turn for the worse.

"Anyway, with Nanako, no one will feel lonely."

Zhuge giggled.

Don’t get me wrong, the Nanako here is not Nanako Satomi, nor Nanako Satomi, but Nanako, a virtual character developed in a mobile APP game.

"Nanako is the best, Saigo!!"

Zhuge, who was busy interacting with this cute girl on his smartphone, sat down on the single bed that occupied half of the rented single room. He didn't notice his huge body and pressed an unknown bed. When does the black card appear here.

Why was it rejected?

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