Trafford’s Trading Club

This should be Luo Qiu's second time participating in the auction.

The difference is that the first time was for a white jade sign, and it was also much smaller. It was not a matter of scale, but of the people gathered there. There was actually no comparison between the two.

By the way, he is probably the one who appears in front of others in such an upright and completely manner as a club owner.

After all, it is a masquerade... Boss Luo, who is used to the clown appearance, really has no interest in choosing other masks.

But it was said to be a dance. In fact, under the eyes of the dance staff, the banquet venue unexpectedly seemed very deserted.

It's not that there's a lack of people. On the contrary, there are a lot of people here, but few talk to them.

The guests who came here seemed to have made an agreement, and most of them remained silent.

Yuri, who was probably attending this kind of banquet for the first time, also remained silent. He sat alone in the corner, asked the waiter for a decanter bottle, and started to drink carelessly.

It seems to be an incompatible behavior for this occasion, but the few people who can recognize the Dikapi family emblem are thinking about who this person is in that family.

Boss Luo just glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze from Yuri, and then looked with some interest at the two waiters whose eyes were in contact from time to time even though they were far apart.

Luo Qiu felt that his fate with the police would last for a long time in his life.

"You are\u0026?"

Suddenly, Luo Qiu heard someone behind him speaking in a not-so-deliberately low voice.

Female voice.

This was enough to pique Luo Qiu's curiosity. He and Youye turned their gazes from the night scene outside at the same time, and found that the person speaking was a woman wearing a long black suspender skirt. It was only this woman who obviously meant the painting just now to Luo Qiu.

"Are you talking about me?" Luo Qiu asked casually.

Not only the black suspender skirt, but also the mask and lips are painted in the color of night. This woman seems to have a strong allure.

Luo Qiu, whose eyesight has become sharper and sharper uncontrollably since very early on, could easily notice that at the venue, many eyes were quietly falling on this woman. Or maybe it was fell upon himself.

"Freedom and the clown always wear a clown mask every time they appear." The woman's words had a hint of teasing: "This auction is held by \u0026, isn't it the most reasonable to have it on site? ?”

"That's right." Luo Qiu nodded, and then said curiously: "If I am, what will this young lady plan to do?"

The woman suddenly took a step forward.

Come gracefully.

Luo Qiu felt that he should have seen the second black swan in his life.

The woman finally reached the distance where she was almost leaning on Luo Qiu. She stretched out her hands and actually put her arms around his neck. The distance between their lips is probably the thickness of their respective masks.

"If so, I really want to know how you took out the painting. I heard that..."

She knew how to control the speed of her speech. During the pauses, she seemed to be teasing her, as if she were on a wild dance floor, but she wanted to resist and welcome the flirtatious words, "It's like a magic trick, it disappears. "

"Is there such a method?" Luo Qiu said in surprise: "In this case, I also hope to see it."

"Really... If there is a chance." The black color on the woman's lips was floating, but she let go of her hands and slowly slid her hands down along Luo Qiu's collar. She chuckled and said, "I want to I shouldn't bother you anymore. Otherwise..."

The woman tilted her head, looked at You Ye who was accompanying Luo Qiu, and said with a smile: "It's so disrespectful to your female companion."

But she didn't know the nature of the maid lady.

Such words did not make the maid lady directly angry. Instead, she said playfully: "It doesn't matter. If this lady can make him feel happy, I will also be happy."

This... doesn't seem to be a compliment or a counterattack.

Vera, who was wearing a black swan-like mask, unexpectedly heard the permission implicit in the other party's words.

Vera smiled slightly and said: "You have a pair of beautiful eyes. Have I seen them somewhere?"

The lights in the venue suddenly dimmed at this moment, leaving only the stage that was built in the front position.

The spotlight is shining on the golden mask and big red lips of a gorgeous woman, which seems to be able to arouse the beast instinct hidden in men's evolutionary history.

It seemed that after a long period of silence, the theme of the banquet was finally about to begin... But at this time, Vera lost sight of the man and woman.

She thought thoughtfully for a moment, then chuckled.

At this time, Vika came over with two glasses of champagne and gave her one, "We will take a seat, let's take a look first."

Vera nodded and took a casual sip of champagne, but soon she felt something was wrong, and even her brows under the mask couldn't help but frown.

Seeing Vera's sudden stop, Vika asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

Vera shook her head, she put her palm to her lips, and then spit out something as big as a button from her mouth.

Vika said in shock: "Why did you swallow this tracker?"

Vera said calmly: "I just put this thing on a person. And then it appeared on your champagne. Did you meet anyone just now?"

"Me?" Vika was stunned and said, "Didn't I meet anyone along the way?"

"Go back to your seat." Vera said nothing and directly stuffed the button-like thing on her hand under the collar of her skirt.

Thinking of those beautiful sapphire blue eyes, a man and a woman, a pair that gave people a very special feeling, Vera subconsciously thought: Isn't it such a coincidence?

…

"I believe that you are already a little impatient with waiting."

Anna on the stage was talking with a smile, and she also clapped her hands a few times.

At this time, some people came out of the banquet. They drove the hotel staff in the banquet hall out of the room one after another, and finally closed the door and stood guard at the door.

"Then, now let me take a look at the only item in this auction."

At this time, two men walked to Anna's side holding a box at the same time.

Open.

show.

In the venue, there were waves of low and continuous conversations.

Seeing that it was almost time, Anna continued: "We can guarantee the authenticity of this painting... If you don't believe it, you are allowed to view it, but please do not get close."

Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, a voice came from the corner, saying carelessly: "This painting is fake!" (To be continued.)