Trafford’s Trading Club

The light door opened, and the first tower master of the Magician Association slowly walked out. m

This was Huiyao's private teleportation room in the association's tower, so when Long Xiruo and Xiao Dieyao walked out, they didn't see anyone.

As for Fafnir, after being packed away, he was thrown aside by the Shenzhou True Dragon. The master of Huiyao Tower wanted to say something, but in the end he swallowed the words in his stomach.

"Teacher, if you are not in a hurry to rush to the battlefield site, please allow me to deal with the association's affairs first... Well, it will only take two hours."

"Oh, go ahead." Long Xiruo nodded casually. Naturally, she would not give any face to this cheap disciple, and she also knew that Huiyao must have a lot of headaches at the moment.

After all, I have experienced so many things in these two days and two. As a role like a guardian of an area, there are indeed too many extremely troublesome problems.

This is probably why this Chinese True Dragon became more and more "lazy" after the emergence of the Chinese Administration Bureau in modern China.

It's just that... the atmosphere of the association seemed a little different at this time, and the real dragon who had just walked out of this exclusive room immediately noticed this.

And Hui Yao, almost at the same time, felt that the association seemed to be enveloped in a sense of sadness at this time.

He immediately summoned a magician from the association to inquire, and finally got a piece of news that shocked him: the master of the secret steel tower of the association had died, and the legendary werewolf hero Kuroroa personally carried the body of the master of the secret steel tower. return.

"Bring Chrolloa to see me."

Long Xiruo saw a trace of murderous intent on Huiyao's face at this time, and she knew that this good-natured guy was really angry.

Naturally, she was too embarrassed to mention her previous request, or at least not take the initiative to remind her.

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Fog City, a dock somewhere.

When the daily patrol officers had left and only two people were left to watch, the pier seemed particularly quiet late at night. Of course, the light pollution of the city did not let go of this small peaceful place.

It’s just that the readers didn’t care. The two readers stayed in the small room, eating walke’s potato chips, drinking beer, and watching the replay of the unknown season of [xx Big Bang], and occasionally uttered Some silly laughter.

A yacht quietly approached this remote pier.

The yacht looks like it belongs to a certain rich man... From a distance, you can see some valuable interiors. At this time, inside the yacht, there are a group of guys in combat uniforms, preparing to log in.

There was also an old man among them, his face was white and bloodless, like a candle in the wind. It seemed that he would die at any time. This old man turned out to be Mr. House who had disappeared mysteriously for some time.

He looked at the dock that was approaching, his lifeless eyes seemed to have regained a bit of life... After crossing the entire hemisphere close to the opportunity that could bring him back from death, he was finally almost reaching his destination.

At this time, on the deck of the yacht, Nan Xiaonan was blowing the sea breeze and silently nibbling on a piece of chocolate of unknown brand.

"I remember you didn't seem to like sweets much in the past."

A man's voice came from behind... Nan Xiaonan didn't turn around. From the sound, he knew that the person behind him was Qin disguised as 'Tang Tianlin'.

"If people don't make some appropriate changes, they will be abandoned by the world." Nan Xiaonan said casually.

He didn't know that his identity had actually been revealed a long time ago, and he didn't even know that the Nan Xiaonan in front of him was no longer the one from the same research institute as him back then, but a visitor from another time and space... He just thought that if there was He looked at the back of the woman in front of him thoughtfully.

Just like the original figure, it's a pity that several years have passed.

The yacht was about to approach, and he finally said: "Get ready to go ashore...accurate news about [Perfect Man] will be available soon."

"I hope everything goes well." Nan Xiaonan shrugged and walked past him without any hesitation.

Soon after, in the watchers' hut, when the theme song of the TV series [the-history-of-everything] sounded again, figures had quietly broken into the dock, and then quickly disappeared into the night.

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The car slowly drove into the entrance of the hotel... The time of nine o'clock in the morning could actually be reached earlier, but the guests in the car asked to visit the city.

Jin Zhongyuan naturally has no objection to this. The better he can serve Master Qiu, the higher the reward he will get from Peter Chen, right?

"Here we are, you two... Alec Hotel." Jin Zhongyuan opened the car door for the two people in the back seat and diligently did what he could.

Boss Luo got out of the car and helped the maid out of the car. He took a casual look at this time in the morning and saw that there were already many guests ready to check in.

There were already many people waiting in front of the Alec Hotel, which seemed quite lively.

I heard that this is an old hotel with quite a history. Of course, because of its long history, it is also called by its former name: hotel.

Suddenly, a roar came from the sky, and a helicopter was slowly approaching, and then landed on the tarmac.

Jin Zhongyuan said "Oh" casually, and looked at it a little more. People were a little curious, which was mostly the case, and then he stopped paying too much attention.

Probably only the concierge waiting in front of the hotel would pay more attention to the movement of this helicopter because the concierge knew that the last time a guest arrived by helicopter was last month.

The guest from last month was generous and noble, and he was a distinguished guest who could not be offended.

Soon, someone came to greet the distinguished guest who came by helicopter. With the help of the concierge, a bloated man slowly stepped off the helicopter.

Because of his posture, this man seemed to make a deep impression on people at first sight.

Jin Zhongyuan also saw it and said subconsciously: "I really saw it again soon...right, Master Qiu?"

Boss Luo naturally noticed the man who came down from the helicopter. At this time, he just smiled casually at Jin Zhongyuan's question, then slightly bent his arm so that the maid could easily hold him up, and then walked into the Alec Hotel.

Jin Zhongyuan carried his luggage and followed closely... He had received many distinguished guests. Because Chen Peter would often introduce some guests that Song Dynasty Hotel could not take care of locally to him and let him serve as a guide, so he came into contact with celebrities. There are more gentlemen, and their horizons are naturally higher than those of ordinary people.

But he didn't see what made Master Qiu so noble. But Master Qiu's female companion really revealed a kind of awe-inspiring nobility in her bones.

But even so, even though he couldn't see anything noble about the other party, it made Jin Zhongyuan even more nervous than when he received a member of the royal family he had received before.

Not noble...noble?

Jin Zhongyuan shook his head, and suddenly thought of the simple man with a bloated body who arrived in a helicopter. Jin Zhongyuan only felt that this man was fundamentally different from the celebrities and gentlemen he came into contact with... more like an ordinary person, and then suddenly... Ordinary people with lots of money.

Maybe it was a guy who was lucky enough to win the lottery and then squandered it randomly. Thinking of this, Jin Zhongyuan suddenly remembered that this man seemed to have left the train station in a special car from the Alec Hotel, right?

When did he switch to flying in a helicopter... just for a high-profile appearance?

Maybe he really is just a vulgar upstart.

Jin Zhongyuan didn't pay much attention. When he was about to arrive at the front desk, he walked up to Boss Luo and the maid first and checked them in.

Coincidentally, the bloated man who arrived by helicopter also arrived at the front desk under the reception of the concierge, and was about to prepare for the check-in procedures.

Mr. Dillings...Jin Zhongyuan heard the receptionist's name for this bloated man.

Di Linsi... This is a name that Jin Zhongyuan has never heard of.

However, there are so many rich people in Britain that it’s not surprising that he doesn’t know about them. What’s more, if he is really just a lucky guy who won the jackpot, then naturally he has never heard of them.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dillings, the room you reserved is not ready yet... You still need to wait for at least three hours. Because the guest in the room has not left yet."

"Oh, this is really unfortunate news." The bloated man... Dilinsi didn't have much displeasure on his face. He just shook his head slightly and said: "But obviously I don't want to waste my time waiting like this. above."

"I'm really sorry...I'll check right away to see if there are available rooms of the same type for you." The waitress at the front desk said quickly.

Dillings smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, but I just want the best room...I changed my mind. Please arrange a presidential suite for me here."

The waitress suddenly opened her mouth, as if she wasn't expecting it... and then looked with some embarrassment at the colleague next to her who was checking in another customer. The customer was checking in for the presidential suite of the hotel.

Jin Zhongyuan listened without any expression on his face, but sneered in his heart.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dilins, the presidential suite has been reserved." The waitress could only look at Dilins with a wry smile, "And this customer is right next to you... I think there is another one here. The room is about the same, of course, the price will be much better, why don’t you take a look?”

Di Linsi still didn't feel arrogant, more like joking, "Miss, do you think I will be worried about money? However, since there is already someone, I can only give up. "

She was very grateful to the customer for his understanding and quickly started to handle the business... She took a sneak peek and found that Mr. Dillings seemed to have a trace of regret in his eyes.

Hmm... It would be a pity not to be able to stay in the presidential suite. The world of rich people is really wonderful, she thought to herself.

"If you don't mind, we can give you this suite, Mr. Dillings."

Jin Zhongyuan couldn't help but be stunned...because the person speaking at this time was the mysterious Mr. Qiu. Jin Zhongyuan turned around in surprise, looked at Boss Luo in confusion, and even sent a question signal.

"You want to give me your room?" Di Linsi was obviously very surprised by this and asked in shock.

Boss Luo smiled and said, "Of course."

Di Linsi frowned and thought for a while, then asked in confusion: "But why are you planning to give it to me? We don't seem to know each other?"

Luo Qiu said casually: "Just think of it as a reward for the gift on the train... Mr. Dilinsi, thank you for inviting me and my girlfriend to drink, and for the joy you shared. "

"Oh...that's it." Mr. Dillings nodded and said with a hint of apology: "I'm sorry, I didn't recognize it at first. I have a poor memory recently and often forget some things."

"It doesn't matter." Luo Qiu waved his hand, "Then, I wish you a happy holiday."

Dilinsi may be a believer. He looked at Boss Luo and said with a smile: "The Lord will definitely bless you two."

"I hope so." Boss Luo was noncommittal.

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Jin Zhongyuan quickly followed Master Qiu's wishes and chose the next-level room. It wasn't until he walked into the elevator that he curiously asked: "Master Qiu, why do you want to give up your room to that upstart?"

Luo Qiu was also curious and asked: "Mr. Jin, why do you think he is a nouveau riche?"

The elevator was open, and he could still see the hotel lobby. Jin Zhongyuan casually pointed at Di Linsi, who was still going through the formalities at the front desk, shrugged and said, "You see, this gentleman has been looking at the hotel all the time. Is the decoration right?”

"Indeed." Boss Luo did not deny it.

Jin Zhongyuan continued: "Although the decoration here can be considered luxurious, it is still very different from the real top rich people's homes. It can only be said to be average... There are very few rich people. He said that he would show an expression of amazement because of such a decoration. Generally, only ordinary people would show such expressions when they come here for the first time...well, they have never seen the world."

"Mr. Jin, it seems that he knows how to observe a person." Boss Luo suddenly smiled and said.

Jin Zhongyuan said with some pride: "I have always been engaged in the job of being a guide for rich people. The more time I have been exposed to them, the more I naturally understand them. In fact, it is nothing."

Luo Qiu just smiled politely, and then looked at the crystal chandelier in the hotel lobby that was gradually getting closer as the elevator slowly rose.

Di Linsi was also looking at the chandelier at this time, not knowing what he was thinking... Maybe it was just as Jin Zhongyuan said, really rich people rarely pay attention to this level of decoration.

Or, most people rarely pay special attention to such a crystal chandelier.

The crystal sparkles because of the light...some people think it looks like a diamond, so many times, people will use it to pass it off as a diamond.

perhaps.