Trafford’s Trading Club

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Luo Qiu was not surprised that Ren Ziling knew about her dropping out of school.

He didn't deliberately want to hide this matter, but he didn't expect that after a long time, Ren Ziling still didn't react.

But he had already thought about his words and some things he really planned to do in the future.

"Because I need to transfer to another school, I need to drop out of school."

"Transferring schools?"

Ren Ziling was stunned and frowned. Although she was very angry when she learned about this incident from Zhang Qingrui's mouth and that it had happened for a long time.

But when I returned to this home, as always, when I took the glass of warm water poured by this child, I forgot all my anger, "Tell me, what's going on? If you don't say it well, you won't be able to sleep tonight!" "

Is this punishment a little too light?

"It's nothing." Luo Qiu said calmly: "It's just that I took an exam from another school before and passed it, so I plan to transfer there."

"That's it..." Ren Ziling nodded, if that's all it would be fine.

The results in Luoqiu's college entrance examination were obviously very good, but as if he had been tricked, he chose a major that was so unpopular that there were only two students... At that time, Ren Ziling knew that he had not completely solved his problems. Knot.

She didn't say anything, just let it happen. Now Luo Qiu has started to choose a new school. In a sense, it is even a good thing.

Lao Luo, have you seen it?

Your son came out and not only started to choose his own life again, but he also deceived a very well-behaved little girl.

"You should have told me earlier!"

Ren Ziling's eyes widened.

There is mist in the eyes and trembling in the voice.

Luo Qiu frowned and said, "You...do you have any questions?"

"No, no, no! Not at all!"

Ren Ziling wiped her eyes and said, "Did you open the window wider? Why does it seem like sand is blowing in my eyes... Hey, what kind of school is that?"

"University of St. Andrews."

Ren Ziling blinked and said subconsciously: "What the hell? Where is it?"

"Scotland."

"Oh...Scotland." Ren Ziling nodded, and then said in surprise: "Wait...when you said about transferring schools, did you transfer directly to the UK??"

"Is there any problem?" Luo Qiu said calmly: "I have been admitted. After the Chinese New Year, it will be in April. I will go there."

Ren Ziling suddenly fell silent, and Luo Qiu stayed silent with her.

Not long after, Ren Ziling suddenly took a deep breath, and then walked quickly back to her room... Within a few minutes, Ren Ziling walked out carrying a briefcase.

She poured the contents onto the coffee table, then squatted in front of the coffee table and began to tinker with the poured things. ↑△小↓△ . .m】

Bank passbooks, some documents, contracts and the like.

"What are you doing?" Luo Qiu asked confused.

Ren Ziling didn't even raise her head, "Hey, don't bother me first. I'll calculate how much savings I have at home... It's free for you to study in the UK? Studying abroad is already expensive, okay? Let me think about it, the car has already been paid for. It's down, and it's almost finished. Well, I won't drive a fast car anymore anyway, so why not change it to another one? Just get rid of the current one. As for the house... In what month did you just say next year? Look, you’re leaving. I can’t live in such a big place by myself. I’ll just change to a smaller one with two bedrooms and one living room. Living alone, we can’t lose the rent. By the way, how much is your tuition there? It’s been a year?”

She finally raised her head and looked at Luo Qiu and asked.

Luo Qiu suddenly asked: "Don't you suspect that I am lying to you?"

Ren Ziling said in shock: "Why did you lie to me? Are you sick?"

Luo Qiu just shook his head gently, "Don't worry, the school over there promises to pay my full tuition. So, you don't have to get rid of your car or change your place to live. If you change here, I will come back after the holiday. You won’t be able to find a place.”

"Get the hell out of here!!!"

Ren Ziling suddenly yelled: "Do you know how tired I am today? Do you know how miserable I was when I first heard that I was going to England! I've been counting money to divert my attention, you brat ! You said you couldn’t find a place when you came back! Did you deliberately make me feel uncomfortable? Why didn’t you tell me about such a big thing like transferring schools? If I hadn’t asked you, would you have planned to put up a picture before you left? Is that all the note?"

"I have thought about this." Luo Qiu nodded seriously.

"...Have you really thought about it??"

Ren Ziling...Deputy Editor Ren was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

Luo Qiu is still the Luo Qiu she knew, he hasn't changed at all.

She knew him as if she were her own child.

Luo Qiu found that although this woman was sloppy most of the time, she was actually very beautiful, especially when she smiled, it was very heart-warming.

That night, the two of them did not continue to discuss this issue. As always, after the time was up, they each returned to their rooms.

Luo Qiu actually no longer needs to hibernate to replenish his energy, but he still does what ordinary people do.

Probably because he instinctively felt that it was actually easy to fall asleep in this bed in this room at home.

He has slowly realized that if he stays in this city, one day his status as the club owner will be exposed in front of this woman.

And leaving is just for better protection...

Waiting for the next year, his ability will probably grow to another level.

Because after the completion of several recent transactions, Luo Qiu has vaguely felt that his abilities will soon undergo a qualitative change.

By then, even if we are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, there will be no problem.

"In the end, even this feeling began to fade away."

Before closing his eyes, Luo Qiu was thinking about something.

He knew that it was probably because he had had such an unmotivated attitude since he accepted the club that he allowed his indifference to develop so quickly.

This is probably the evil hand behind the altar.

Of course, it only accelerated the deprivation of his human emotions, but in other aspects, he was completely unrestrained.

But the previous one, even after countless years, still retains a little nostalgia for certain things and certain people... Is it because he has been boringly repeating a large number of transactions?

If this continues, he will become a puppet...

Luo Qiu continued to ponder. He was not sure whether his thoughts would be truthfully reflected in the altar of the club's true source of strength.

But at this moment, he was extremely sure that he was thinking about a problem rationally: whether he should take some measures to deal with this.

"Want to take a peek at the future?"

The boss slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

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Ren Ziling didn't sleep. She just turned on the small desk lamp and started counting the days. One by one, she found that there was still half a year left.

"Half a year..."

Ren Ziling bit her fingernails and muttered: "Why don't we let this brat get married first and then go out? The university doesn't prohibit this anyway... Oh my god! I actually forgot to ask You Ye for her phone number during the last meal. ...I am a pig head!!"

In short, Ren Ziling just couldn't sleep.

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"I really want to die..."

Still in the elevator, Ren Ziling looked like a zombie and had not slept all night. Deputy Editor Ren, who was thinking about her plan to become a mother-in-law for half a year, dragged her body and even walked like a mummy.

Lizi, who had been eating potato chips early in the morning, ran to Ren Ziling in high spirits, "Sister Ren, is the video you recorded last night at your place? I couldn't find it when I woke up in the morning."

"Look for it..." Ren Ziling casually slapped her bag on Li Zi's not-so-big chest, then lay on her desk and said feebly: "By the way, I've never seen you so positive. ?”

"Because the boss said that the manuscript should be submitted to him at noon. Our magazine is on Tuesday, and it will be printed tonight." Lizi said what she knew because she went to work early: "Also, the boss said that you should When writing about Cheng Yishu, you should be objective and not so harsh."

"Did Feiyun Entertainment stuff dirty money into the boss?" Ren Ziling had already started to become sarcastic.

"I don't know about this."

Li Zi shrugged and said, "But I heard from Xiao Wang that rumors started to spread among his dog-lead group of Da Yu Ji that there is a mysterious force that wants to build momentum for Cheng Yiran. Probably after today, all major headlines and online editions will be flooded with water. "

Ren Ziling patted her face to cheer herself up, "Okay! Work, work! I want to earn royalties! Make more money! But speaking of it, Cheng Yiran really moved me last night. By the way... it exploded. No? After all, the final result last night was that Cheng Yiran, a debutant, beat all the veteran singers and won the first place in the first session...almost unanimously!"

Li Zi had a strange expression on her face and said: "It exploded, but the direction of the explosion seems to be a little different... Sister Ren, you'd better see for yourself."

Lizi opened her laptop and entered an online community discussion board about this music program.

"If there is no p transaction behind it, I will live broadcast eating sex!"

"Could it be that a mysterious power is behind the decision? How can a so-called newcomer who is so ordinary be cheated? By the way, it's my birthday tomorrow."

"To be honest, I'm the only one who thinks that Cheng Yiran's singing is really average...but the song is not bad. But it's just okay. Those who talk about divine songs are probably not sailors."

"Except for Cheng Yiran, did the rest of the group fall under the mental retardation spell last night? Everyone was acting abnormally, believe it?"

…

Ren Ziling looked down one by one, and the entire five or six pages were full of comments about the final result of last night, "Holy shit... did Cheng Yi do something to incite hatred and set off map artillery? These several pages were massacred. All over."

Lizi said calmly: "These five or six pages are already the result of the struggle for authority. Didn't you see the grand scene last night when the entire discussion board was furious."

Ren Ziling frowned and said, "That's not right... I was there last night, right? I obviously feel very good, but I even squeezed out a few tears... Lizi, tell me, you were there last night!"

"I was eating...I didn't pay attention."

Seeing Ren Ziling squinting her eyes, Lizi immediately changed her words: "But Sister Ren, although there were an unusually large number of people scolding her, there were also people cleaning up Cheng Yiran... I think they were all the audience last night. Just persuasion The force was not strong and it was brushed off immediately.”

Ren Ziling frowned and said, "Let me watch the replay of last night first."

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"Mr. Cheng, there are too many IDs in the online version. The site management said that they had no time to delete them because the screen refreshed too fast."

The secret report to Chengyun.

Chengyun only felt anxious.

The results of last night were announced on the spot, so after learning that Cheng Yiran beat the others, he was very happy. After finishing dressing Zhong Luochen, he called a few models and had a good time in the hotel room.

But now I just woke up from the hotel and returned to the company. I wanted to pay attention to what happened after the game, but I didn't expect it to be such a heart-wrenching thing.

Are these people who are scolding in the street because their favorite singer was defeated by an unknown person, so they are physically and mentally unhappy?

Thinking this way, it doesn't seem unreasonable. After all, among the contestants in the entire competition, except for Cheng Yiran, which one has already had a solid foundation in the music world and has worked hard all the way?

"Okay, you don't need to continue reporting to me. Let the station do more work. At worst, we can pay them some 'overtime pay' here!" Cheng Yun waved his hand, "Let Li Zifeng come up to see me... That's right. , call Shangcheng the same!"

Li Zifeng and Cheng Yiran soon arrived at Chengyun's office.

Li Zifeng had a somewhat uneasy look on his face, but Cheng Yiran remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Chengyun is a gold-medal horseman of the Zhong family who is very good at observing facial expressions. At this moment, he cleared his throat and said, "I think you should also know why I asked you two to come up, right?"

Li Zifeng quickly said: "Mr. Cheng, regarding the matter discussed online..."

Chengyun waved his hand and said: "Don't say this. I'm calling you to tell you not to pay attention to the comments on the Internet. There are keyboard warriors every day. But these people have no discipline at all. They all rely on My preference is to find a guy with a sense of presence, and he won’t be able to make any big waves in front of capital.”

Cheng Yun shook his head, turned to look at Cheng Yiran and said: "Yes, don't worry, the company will take care of these things for you. You just need to maintain your level and continue the game! This is the first period, if you If you can crush them all the way, those people will naturally have nothing to say in the end! They have never heard of your live performance, so they hide in the dark and use the skills of a poor scholar."

Li Zifeng frowned... It would be okay if it was just a small wave. But this was simply an overwhelming offensive. Faced with such a torrent of trolls, Li Zifeng even began to doubt his own life.

Crush all the way?

Cheng Yiran also frowned... He just felt that Mr. Cheng in front of him didn't know what music was at all. This was probably the face of a businessman.

He also thought of another businessman...the one who gave him this magical guitar.

Why is there so much scolding...

Could it be that the guitar...

At this moment, Cheng Yun suddenly answered a phone call nervously. He nodded and said yes without saying a word.

He turned off the phone, then looked at Cheng Yiran and said sternly: "Yiran, Mr. Zhong wants to see you again, so go and get ready right away."

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p2: Happy New Year!

p1: Shiraishi’s New Year’s wish is to receive overwhelming rewards 23333.

p3: Why is p1 behind p2? Of course, the most important thing is to wish everyone a happy New Year.