Trafford’s Trading Club

I'm afraid it's already nine or ten o'clock in the evening.

Cao Ziqian is still sitting in his office. In fact, he even ate lunch in the office.

The family hired a very good nanny, so he could safely leave the child to the nanny during this period.

The lights outside the office were still on, and Cao Ziqian, who had just finished the work at hand, remembered that the secretary had not left work yet because he was waiting for instructions.

He is also a hard-working young man.

Cao Ziqian pinched his eyebrows. Just when he was about to ask his secretary to leave work, the office door was suddenly pushed back.

Two people came in, the panicked secretary, and someone Cao Ziqian was very familiar with...Jin Zifu.

The secretary said in a panic: "General Manager...Chairman, he...I..."

"It's okay, you go out first...get off work." Cao Ziqian said calmly.

As if he had received an amnesty, the secretary quickly walked out of the room, packed up his things, and left quickly. Only when he heard the secretary's footsteps walking away did Cao Ziqian say, "Dad, why don't you rest at home? You are older, so you can rest early at night." , don’t worry about the factory.”

Jin Zifu snorted coldly: "Of course you hope that I won't come. It's better not to come at all... The chairman is just a fictitious name now. In fact, the factory is already yours. It doesn't hurt to stand and talk." ,Is it right?"

Cao Ziqian frowned, sat down again and said, "Dad, there is no need to talk about some things. I have left enough money for your retirement. Doesn't our family still have a bungalow in the north? Maybe you can go there. If you stay here, you don’t have to worry about things here.”

"We?" Jin Zifu sneered: "Bah! What we? You have no right to call me dad! I'm not your dad! Cao Ziqian, let me tell you, from the time you robbed my factory, we are no longer a family. ! Good boy, I’ve been treating you well! I’ve been supporting you since you were the workshop director of the factory, and I even gave you my daughter! But what did you do to me? You actually wanted to take my hand away. The factory!? Do you think that since the factory is yours, you can just pretend that I don’t exist?”

Cao Ziqian took a deep breath and said: "Dad, you also know... don't do too many inappropriate things. The security guards in the factory are still there, and I don't want to cause any unpleasantness."

Jin Zifu sneered and took out the documents on his body, "You haven't dared to publish these things yet, have you? But now they are in my hands! I am still the legitimate owner of this factory! If you have the ability, call the security guard to come up, and I will take a look. Do they listen to you or me? This is just a part, take a good look!"

With that said, Jin Zifu put the document in his hand on Cao Ziqian's desk.

Cao Ziqian glanced at them, almost all of them were copies...but he knew that Jin Zifu could not have copies of these things.

"It's impossible... I've obviously locked all the documents in the bank's safe!" Cao Ziqian said excitedly.

"Nothing in the world is impossible." Jin Zifu snorted coldly: "You are smart, just get out of here right now and don't let me see you again! I think you have paid a lot for this factory over the years. , let’s give you a way to survive!”

"Old guy...you forced me!"

Cao Ziqian suddenly raised his head, his eyes were like wild beasts, and he rushed towards Jin Zifu quickly. Cao Ziqian was in his prime, and Jin Zifu was suddenly pushed to the ground.

Without saying a word, Cao Ziqian pressed Jin Zifu's body and grabbed his neck with both hands: "A way to survive? Is there any other way for me to survive! Okay, you also know what I have done for the factory over the years, but how can you Treat me like this! Do you think I don’t know? All the money you borrowed from the bank was borrowed in my name! You have no ability to repay it! Not only that, you are also a bad gambler, and your family’s property has long been lost. You lost everything! If I hadn’t been supporting you all these years, the factory wouldn’t have been able to survive until now! I will never let you take away everything from me!!”

"You...you..." Jin Zifu struggled painfully, but his hands quietly touched his clothes.

It was difficult to breathe, and he might die in the next second, so he couldn't care too much... He didn't expect that Cao Ziqian would suddenly lose his mind and fight back. Jin Zifu suddenly regretted coming up alone like this.

I touched it, a pistol!

Take it out slowly and tremblingly! Very good, Cao Ziqian didn't notice at all. With all his strength, Jin Zifu pointed the pistol at Cao Ziqian's waist with difficulty. He saw that as long as he clicked the machine board, he would be able to escape from death immediately.

But at this moment, his hand suddenly became empty and the pistol disappeared.

"Mr. Cao, if you crush him to death like this, you will really lose everything. Don't you want to spend your child's birthday with him?"

A slow voice suddenly sounded in the office.

Cao Ziqian was suddenly stunned, as if he had been drenched in cold water. With trembling hands, he let go of Jin Zifu's neck. He stood up in horror and subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.

"It's you!"

It was not only Cao Ziqian who screamed, but also Jin Zifu who was coughing. Not only that, Jin Zifu felt as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes full of fear.

What he saw was clearly Luo Qiu and You Ye... But he remembered very clearly that Luo Qiu and You Ye should have been shot by him.

gun! That gun turned out to be snatched away by that woman!

Looking at the USP45 in Yuye's hand, Jin Zifu became even more frightened and at a loss.

"Impossible! You two have obviously...impossible! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Jin Zifu trembled and kept moving back on the ground.

Luo Qiu tried his best to look calm at this time and said calmly: "Mr. Jin, have you forgotten that the business between us has not been completed yet? I remember you said that you learned about our existence from your grandfather. ...right? Didn't your grandfather tell you our rules? You didn't fulfill your promise, so I'm sorry, but we will recycle the goods you need."

Perhaps out of fear, Jin Zifu trembled: "Impossible! How could I still keep those documents! I destroyed them all the first time!"

Luo Qiu packed up the pair of scattered documents on Cao Ziqian's desk one by one, and then smiled and said: "Are you talking about this pair of blank papers? It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter how much Mr. Jin plans to destroy."

Those documents that were clearly filled with detailed rules and even signatures had turned into blank sheets of paper at this moment.

Seeing this scene, Jin Zifu was even more frightened, and even felt like he was going crazy - even Cao Ziqian was full of surprise at this time.

In fact, how did this young man and the woman next to him get in... and the documents that he had obviously read, but they magically turned into blank sheets of paper.

"You... you lied to me!" Jin Zifu seemed to have figured something out and roared: "From the beginning! You lied to me! You don't keep your word!!"

Luo Qiu said calmly: "I think the person who broke his promise from the beginning should be Mr. Jin, right? From the moment you walked into the club and explained your purpose, you already started weaving a lie, didn't you?"

Looking at the silent Jin Zifu, Luo Qiu said slowly: "No matter how sensational the words are and how sure the tone is, the eyes cannot deceive people. At that time, you told me that Cao Ziqian had conspired to seize your factory. You have to do it for me." When workers seek justice, I do believe it... It's a pity that I don't feel the slightest sincerity in your eyes. In addition, when people lie, they will unexpectedly make many small movements that they cannot detect. "

"Just because of this! You started to doubt me?" Jin Zifu said in disbelief.

Luo Qiu said calmly: "It was just suspicion at first. Until I came here personally. You know, we need to evaluate the value of this factory... Well, these are no longer important."

Luo Qiu turned to look at Cao Ziqian and said, "The important thing is that I saw the general manager of your factory."

With that said, Luo Qiu walked to Cao Ziqian's desk again, "First of all, what I saw was this photo frame. Mr. Jin said that your daughter died tragically in an accident a few years ago. It has been several years, but there is still something here. Posing the photo nicely.”

Luo Qiu turned the photo frame on the table.

In the photo, a woman is holding a newborn child and showing a happy smile.

Luo Qiu said: "Of course, this at most means that Mr. Cao is a rather infatuated man. But it made me like him. So I am more interested in what kind of person the so-called 'beast' in Mr. Jin's words is."

Jin Zifu didn't say a word.

Luo Qiu said to himself: "His desktop is full of documents. When I came to see him in the afternoon, he was also working hard. In addition, have you seen the sofa? There is a folded quilt on it. There are also pillows, indicating that Mr. Cao often rests in the office or even spends the night. Well, the secretary is a man... don’t get it wrong."

Luo Qiu glanced at no one who seemed to be interested in his cold joke, and acted as if nothing had happened: "I think, apart from working here until late at night and losing track of time, I ended up spending the night here. Well... there should be no more valid reasons."

Luo Qiu looked at Jin Zifu again expressionlessly: "I can't understand that a man who loves his deceased wife so much can work overtime until late at night for the factory. He is even the general manager, but his office is so simple that there are no furnishings. Why does a person whose leather chair has even cracked become a despicable person who wants to steal your family property in Mr. Jin’s words?”

Jin Zifu was probably too frightened, or perhaps his viciousness was revealed after being exposed, "Yes! I lied to you! But so what! How could I just believe what you said... Besides, you don't have those at all. Is it a document?"

Luo Qiu shook his head and said with great patience, "No, the documents Mr. Jin needs are indeed in my hand."

He stretched out his hand, and a clear light flashed, and a document bag appeared in his palm, "I do intend to complete this transaction with Mr. Jin... but Mr. Jin doesn't seem to trust me. That’s all.”

Jin Zifu was stunned for a moment as he watched documents flying out of the document bag out of thin air, appearing in front of him, and then strangely flying back into the document bag again. He suddenly started to tremble with fear again.

He...he actually shot at this scary guy!

Only then did he remember what his grandfather said when he entrusted him with the black card before his death: Never try to deceive the club, otherwise you will suffer an unaffordable price!

He had obviously been shot to death, but now he appeared alive in front of him.

Jin Zifu's legs suddenly went weak, and he knelt on the ground and said in horror: "I know I was wrong! Boss! I know I was wrong, I shouldn't lie to you! I will complete this transaction well! Eighteen years and six years Yue! Take it! Take it!"

"No." Luo Qiu said calmly: "Although this factory is dilapidated or even about to go bankrupt, it will still be a huge fortune after liquidation. But you are a gambler by nature and have great ambition and talent. Even if you are given another eighteen years, you will not be able to make money. That's all. So if you want this factory, it will take you a total of thirty-six years and ten months. Because you are a black card holder, you get a discount... Thirty-three years, one month, Another fifteen days. These are the transaction fees you need to pay, Mr. Jin."

"Thirty-three years, thirty-three years..." Jin Zifu muttered to himself.

Without thirty-three years, how long would he be able to survive?

Even if he gets the factory back, he won't be able to enjoy anything with his life... These are obviously what he hopes to get!

"No! I won't trade anymore! I don't want it! I don't want it!"

Looking like crazy, Jin Zifu rushed out towards the door!

However, at this moment, a black flame appeared out of thin air in front of him, frightening him to stop suddenly. Among the black flames burning in the air, the black card that he had left in the club reappeared bit by bit.

"Trafford Buyers Club Rule No. 8: Transactions that have already given out a black card cannot be cancelled."

Along with Luo Qiu's voice, the black flame crashed into Jin Zifu's body in an instant.

He just screamed and fell to the ground.

As for the black card, it slowly flew into Luo Qiu's hand, and the golden mark originally engraved on one side of the black card gradually disappeared.

Luo Qiu kept the document bag beside Jin Zifu and said calmly: "The transaction is completed."

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The office suddenly became as dead as a pin drop.

Cao Ziqian's face was pale and his breathing was rapid... because Luo Qiu was looking towards him at the moment.

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PS1: I originally planned to split this into two chapters, and then I could update it twice! I'm so smart...and I didn't know where it was broken, so I just didn't dismantle it.

PS2: So, please collect, recommend and reward me. Everyone is asking for it anyway, and I am happy to follow the trend, laugh~