Trafford’s Trading Club

Regarding the black card that Luo Qiu noticed, Ren Ziling expressed doubts and subconsciously muttered: "Last time... was there such a thing? Why don't you remember it?"

Luo Qiu understood Ren Ziling's doubts and knew the reason.

The black card in front of me is indeed a club item. This thing may have always been here, but few people would notice its existence.

It’s not really invisible, it’s just blind. This kind of black card has the ability to make ordinary people subconsciously ignore it - just like the existence of the club itself.

Even if it opens in the middle of the road, people who should see it will naturally see it, and people who don't need to see it will just not see it.

"Well, it's there. Maybe Editor-in-Chief Ren didn't pay attention last time." Zhang Qingrui couldn't see anything strange on his face. He looked at Luo Qiu naturally and said, "Are you interested in a black card?"

The existence of each black card represents a potential source of customers for the club. Of course, these are all things left by the previous boss - but it is impossible to say that he is not interested.

But Luo Qiu would feel inappropriate if he showed interest directly.

So he shook his head and said: "That's not the case, I just feel weird."

He looked at Zhang Qingrui and said: "This black card doesn't look like an antique handicraft, but it is placed here. If you care about it, you probably care about the incongruity, right?"

Zhang Qingrui smiled and said, "A customer once asked this question. How do you think I answered it at that time?"

Luo Qiu shook his head directly, as if you could say it if you wanted to, but it didn't matter if you didn't.

Zhang Qingrui was stunned, thinking that this was really a guy who didn't intend to talk to him casually.

For a classmate, there are a few days in a month when we don’t look up but look down. Although it is not necessary to understand, people are curious by nature, and they will indeed have the idea of ​​​​understanding this kind of guy who can always remain silent.

But after all, it was an idea that came out occasionally, so Zhang Qinrui didn't pay too much attention to it. Luo Qiu didn't intend to open the door to his heart, and there was no need for her to knock on it with persistence. They were not relatives in the first place, they just had the fate of meeting each other in the same class, but it was also a fate that could be broken up at any time.

"No comment."

Thinking of this, Zhang Qingrui slowly said the answer at that time.

Ren Ziling was stunned when she heard this. She thought that Luo Qiu, a guy like Luo Qiu who didn't understand the style, probably made the girl unhappy, so she just teased him a little and didn't say anything more.

She has been a reporter for many years and has observed every detail. Now she heard Zhang Qingrui's words and realized that this was a disguised excuse to drive away guests.

Ren Ziling pretended to check the time on her phone, and then said with a look of surprise on her face: "Is it so late? I'm sorry, Miss Zhang, I remembered that I still need to go to interviews... Well, thank you for today's interview Hospitality. Also, my Luo Qiu is just a piece of wood, so don’t be offended. Since we are all classmates, we can keep in touch when we have time in the future. Since we are classmates, it is natural for us to be good friends! This kid is actually very good. , kind-hearted and also... Hey, hello Luo Qiu, before I finish speaking, you just..."

Damn retarded...

Luo Qiu complained in his heart, feeling that he couldn't afford to be humiliated, sighed, and walked outside first. After Ren Ziling said a few more words quickly, she hurried over.

Zhang Qingrui didn't stop smiling until she watched the two of them leave the collection room.

The woman in the antique long cheongsam frowned slightly at this time, looking at the black cards on display, she suddenly opened the glass cabinet and wanted to reach out and touch it.

But her fingers stopped in front of the black card. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally took it back and covered it again.

The young female general manager of Gu Yuezhai frowned handsomely. She only started taking care of Gu Yuezhai in the past two years, but she has already met many celebrities.

But not many people would particularly notice the black cards when they come to the collection room. She knew this was something her grandmother, the real owner of Gu Yuezhai, had put here intentionally. She also asked why, but she never got an answer. Grandma shook her head silently, as if she was tabooing something.

This black card seems to possess a magical power. As long as you stop and look at it, you will feel like you want to hold it in your hands. Zhang Qingrui is probably the person who has the most contact with this kind of black card besides her grandmother, so this feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

Not only her, but even those guests who noticed the presence of the black card would show a look of being unable to take their eyes away, and could only escape if they woke up.

Some customers also said that they can directly quote the price, no matter how expensive it is, as long as they can get this black card.

It's a pity that this thing is not for sale... so she doesn't understand why her grandmother put it here.

"Qingrui."

While she was distracted, Zhang Qingrui heard her grandmother's voice that she was familiar with. The little girl felt like she was startled, so she turned around quickly, walked quickly to Mrs. Zhang, and held her arm, "Grandma, why are you down? I rarely see you. Come to the collection room.”

"I suddenly want to come down and take a look." Mrs. Zhang said slowly, then frowned and said: "How many times have I told you not to look at that black card too much."

Zhang Qinrui's parents died early, and she was raised by Zhang Lilanfang since she was a child. She loved, respected and feared her grandma. She quickly stuck out her tongue and said: "We just entertained two guests, Qingrui didn't pay attention for a moment... …”

The old lady suddenly sighed, but also walked towards the location of the black card. She just stood in front of the cabinet, motionless, and said to herself: "I shouldn't have kept it back then."

"Grandma?" Zhang Qingrui called out in confusion.

But the old lady Zhang shook her head: "Child, take it out and put it away in a box immediately. I want to use it."

This thing should have been placed here when Gu Yuezhai was completed. It has never been left for so many years, but today it suddenly said that it was going to be taken out. Zhang Qingrui couldn't help but feel a strong curiosity, and couldn't help asking directly: "Grandma , did something happen? I just saw that Mr. Zhong coming to see you again, right..."

Mrs. Zhang nodded, then shook her head, and finally said: "Although that person named Zhong is a very outstanding young man, he is too polished. You'd better not get too close."

Zhang Qinrui didn't say anything, but what he was thinking about was: he had figured out the time of that guy's arrival recently. If it wasn't to avoid that guy, he wouldn't have made up his mind to bring Ren Ziling and Luo Qiu here personally. .

At this time, Zhang Qingrui took out the black card and installed it as grandma said.

Mrs. Zhang then said: "Next time if that person named Zhong comes again, give this thing to him. But remember to tell him that it can only be used once and return it immediately after use, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

Although Zhang Qingrui was curious, it was obvious that her grandmother did not intend to say more, so she could only nod her head, not to mention that anyone noticed the black card.

Actually it's not a big deal.

…

…

"Master, what is this?"

At noon, Ren Ziling left Luo Qiu next to a bus stop, stepped on the accelerator, making people see the horror of the female driver, and ran away all the way.

Anyway, he had skipped class for a long time. Thinking that he would just skip the day, Luo Qiu returned to the club and began to carefully look at the album that Gu Yuezhai had taken.

"Well, it's something I haven't figured out yet." Luo Qiu said casually.

But he suddenly remembered something, looked at You Ye and asked, "By the way, I remember there seemed to be a few masks in the warehouse on the first floor? Help me take them out."

He is free to use what is in the club - what the club has accumulated over time.

Here we will talk about one of the rules of the club.

Items already in storage cannot be used for sacrifice.

In other words, if Luo Qiu chooses to store the trading funds in the future, there is no way to sacrifice them. Moreover, the owner of the club must use his own life to compensate for the transaction funds being stored in the warehouse.

This sounds very confusing.

But in fact, if it is used as a transaction fee, there is a time-limited protection period under the club's contract. During this period, the ‘trading gold’ cannot be used, and there are only two options: treasury or sacrifice.

"Okay. Master, wait a moment." Youye didn't ask why.

Just like the owner of a club must abide by the rules in the manual, Yuye, as a doll maid, will obey the instructions of the club owner unconditionally.

Seeing You Ye go to get something, Luo Qiu touched his face and said to himself: "It's troublesome that Zhang Qinrui actually holds a black card. What if she comes with a black card that day?" It’s easy to handle…”

Thinking more deeply, when Luo Qiujue appears as the owner of the club in the future, it seems that he will not be able to use the identity of 'Luo Qiu'.

Hmm...think of a more elegant title?