Trafford’s Trading Club

The follower didn't dare to say anything bad. He had worked hard to get close to Mr. Zhong. If Mr. Zhong left a bad impression and replaced him, all his efforts over the years would be in vain.

Furthermore, this Young Master Zhong comes from a rather mysterious family. Even if he finally got the other party to take him seriously recently and allowed him to stay with him, he still hasn't figured out the details of this family.

It's not that he doesn't want to find out, it's just that he doesn't dare.

Don't dare to talk too much, what you should know and what you shouldn't know, the master will tell you when he is happy. When he is unhappy and unaware, don't be too smart and plan to find out.

At the same time, he understood that this Young Master Zhong was different from those rich second-generation young masters. He was a truly capable person who could not easily express emotions and emotions.

They have been here for about a month, and every week Mr. Zhong comes to Gu Yuezhai to chat with the eccentric old woman.

The real owner of Gu Yuezhai is obviously a very difficult old woman to deal with. She has never given Mr. Zhong a good look in her life. Sometimes the subordinates feel that it is really unbearable, but their boss seems calm and calm.

Therefore, the followers are less and less afraid to be careless. If a boss like this doesn't do something right, I'm afraid he won't get any good results. But if you do it right and follow your heart, you will get more.

The attendant knew that Mr. Zhong must be interested in the old woman's granddaughter, because every time he left, he would sit in Zhang Qinrui's office without hiding his admiration. But the girl doesn't seem to have much meaning.

The follower later made some connections privately and asked about Zhang Qingrui's situation. He learned that she was still a student at school, but she usually took care of things at Gu Yuezhai. She didn't hear anyone she was getting along with so far. She was probably single.

Then the follower found a suitable time to tell Mr. Zhong these things. The other party did not blame Mr. Zhong, but just nodded and said he understood. But Mr. Zhong was obviously in a good mood that day, so he bought a jade plaque in an antique store and gave it away.

The follower knew that he had made the right bet and done the right thing, so he became more concerned about Zhang Qingrui's affairs.

"I don't really like you, a follower. You don't look like a real person."

While he was pondering whether he should have a serious talk about the future of the young man who was invited by Miss Zhang, the follower suddenly heard words that made his back shiver.

This damn old woman!

But the follower didn't dare to refute anything. His boss acted extremely gentle and innocent in front of this nasty old woman. This old woman was annoying, but at least she proved to be untouchable. So he looked at the floor afterwards and acted like he didn't hear.

"If the old lady doesn't like it, then let him wait outside." Mr. Zhong smiled slightly, turned around and said calmly: "Chengyun, you go outside and wait first."

The follower... Chengyun didn't dare to be dissatisfied at all, so he nodded and walked out of the room silently.

This is the office of the real boss of Gu Yuezhai. Although there is a very modern door sign like Chairman hanging outside, the decoration style inside the room is antique.

The entire screen is covered with wooden entrance hall and bluestone slabs. Palace chairs with a mortise and tenon structure are placed against the window.

There is a bead curtain hanging in the entrance hall, and there is a small rosewood desk inside. There is a pen holder and inkstone paper weight on the left side, and a stack of ancient books on the right side.

There is also a replica Fuxi-style Jiuxiao Huanpei guqin placed in the corner of the room. The body of the instrument is clean, and it is obviously either placed regularly or taken care of from time to time.

Watching Cheng Yun leave, Mrs. Zhang gently shook the Lingjuan fan in her hand and said slowly: "The children of the Zhong family are very patient. They are much better than your old man who is like a gunpowder all day long."

"Old woman, my grandfather has devoted himself to calligraphy and painting these years and has become much calmer." Zhong Shao responded.

Mrs. Zhang said: "Old lady, I left the right and wrong place in the capital decades ago. To put it bluntly, I just want to tell the people there that I, Zhang Li Fanglan, don't want to get involved in their troubles. I just want to enjoy my old age here. But there is nothing wrong with me. When I went to the Three Treasures Hall, the old man of the Zhong family must have accidentally remembered a little love from back then, so he asked you, a descendant, to come and visit."

The old lady looked at Mr. Zhong. Although he had gray hair, his complexion was rosy, and he had a sense of oppression that was not angry but powerful. "I think you understand the rules these days and are not irritable. Old lady, I like this in young people." I want to calm down and give you a chance to tell your story."

Mr. Zhong took a deep breath and showed a hint of joy. The efforts of these days were finally not in vain, so he thought about it for a while and then said softly: "Luochen once heard some secrets from an old man at home. It is said that there are all kinds of wonders in this world, which are far beyond what mere mortals like us can see clearly. .”

He paused, and then said in a more steady voice: "I heard that there is such a place in the world, which can fulfill any wish of a person... I don't know much about this junior, but the old man who told me also said, Old Madam, you He’s the one who knows best.”

The old woman Zhang suddenly sneered and said: "Huang Mao'er really has such a loud tone, and he is even more ignorant of life and death. Do you know that the place you are talking about is not a sacred mountain or holy land, but a place where you make a deal with the devil?"

Mr. Zhong looked overjoyed, "The legend... is indeed true. Madam, you know that place... you have even been to it."

Mrs. Zhang waved the fan in her hand and said, "Old lady, I'm not feeling well today. Please leave. Don't come back again in the future!"

Seeing the coldness of the old lady Zhang, Zhong Luochen calmly reached into his arms, took out a brochure bag from the inner pocket of his suit, opened it and poured out the contents, "Old madam, Luochen knows that he does. It's a bit of a rush. But time really doesn't allow Luochen to slow down here. News came from home today... Luochen had no choice but to rush into the old lady."

What poured out was a jade lock.

Mrs. Zhang's eyes changed slightly, she gently put the jade lock in her palm, rubbed it carefully, and finally sighed and said: "That year I left that land of right and wrong, but I couldn't bear to leave the man who had been with me since childhood. Poor sister, you gave her this jade lock... Do you really plan to use this favor?"

"My grandmother gave it to me before she died." Zhong Luochen said softly: "If the Zhong family is in trouble, this is the only thing that can save my Zhong family. I didn't want to use it like this, if it weren't for the old lady's love for that The place is taboo, so Luochen is really reluctant to take it out."

Mrs. Zhang clasped her palms together, held the jade lock in her palms, took a deep breath and said, "You go back first. I have to think about this matter carefully, old lady."

Zhong Luochen nodded solemnly: "I hope the old lady can give Luochen an answer as soon as possible."

"First tell me what it is for." Old woman Zhang said.

Zhong Luochen said: "To be honest, it's about my grandfather. Madam, the old Zhong you know with an explosive temper, the doctor said he is about to die."

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There is a dazzling array of things to see, and everything you see is worth a lot of money.

Luo Qiu asked himself that he didn't know much about antiques, but he could still feel the simplicity of the things placed here.

But he didn't see the white jade sign Ren Ziling mentioned here.

Knowing the purpose of Luo Qiu's arrival, Ren Ziling looked at Zhang Qingrui and asked, "Miss Zhang, is there something missing here? I remember that when I came here last time for shooting, there seemed to be a few gadgets."

Zhang Qingrui smiled slightly and said: "Editor-in-chief Ren is indeed a reporter. His eyesight and memory are really good. Yes, there are indeed a few things sent away in the collection room."

She took out a picture album from the small shelf next to it and opened it, "That's probably all these things. We sent these things to the auction house and planned to auction them."

Ren Ziling had sharp eyes, but Luo Qiu had sharper eyes. At first glance, he saw the white jade plaque printed on the album.

Because he was concerned about this white jade plaque, Luo Qiu reached out and took the album from Zhang Qingrui's hand.

This is probably very rude behavior. But Luo Qiu stared at the album and began to take a closer look.

But Ren Ziling seemed embarrassed!

She had no choice but to look at Zhang Qingrui apologetically and said: "My Luo Qiu is always like this, when he sees something he likes..."

Zhang Qingrui shook his head and said it didn't matter, "We have printed a lot of this album. If you like it, there is no problem in taking it back."

Luo Qiu nodded, obviously not intending to be polite, but still maintaining the bottom line of interpersonal communication...or perhaps remembering the bottom line in this regard, he added: "Thank you."

Now that he knew that the white jade sign was no longer here, Luo Qiu had no intention of staying. He walked towards the door while looking at the album, making Ren Ziling look helpless.

She basically skipped work to come here today and used favors. This guy is good. He leaves as soon as he sees something is gone. He doesn't intend to leave any room left.

Zhang Qingrui also felt a little embarrassed, but he had been well-educated since he was a child, so he didn't plan to say anything right now...for the sake of his classmates.

In the end, Ren Ziling couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so she directly pulled Luo Qiu's arm and said with a smile, "Since you're here, let's take a good look."

She bites the word "look" very clearly, and holds Luo Qiu's arm with great force.

Luo Qiu had no choice but to look at it casually, but suddenly frowned and walked towards the corner of the collection room.

"What is this?"

Luo Qiu pointed to the corner, where there was something covered by a glass cover... a black card that he was extremely familiar with.

There are two dark golden marks on the black card.

This is a correct voucher for the club...and one that can be used twice more.