Trafford’s Trading Club

Renxin Hospital. .

It was ten o'clock in the morning, which was the time for Hou Chen Yuhan to make an appointment with the doctor.

In the waiting room, there were pregnant women sitting in twos and threes, some chatting, some dozing off...perhaps they were falling asleep with the little lives in their bellies?

Hou Chen Yuhan didn't like the smell of the hospital very much. She was anxiously waiting for her number to arrive. At least she was anxious in her heart.

At this time, a pregnant woman next to her suddenly had pregnancy symptoms and became extremely nauseous.

"Are you okay? Do you want me to call the nurse for you?" Hou Chen Yuhan asked with concern.

The lady shook her head and frowned, "It's okay. I guess the child is too naughty and has been suffering from bad habits since morning. It should be okay if I call him Huamei."

"You can try applying some wind oil essence." Hou Chen Yuhan said with a smile: "Drop a little on a handkerchief or tissue, cover your nose a little and inhale."

The lady's belly was not too big, so she probably had only been pregnant for a short time. When Hou Chen Yuhan said this, she felt embarrassed and said, "This is my first time as a mother, and I don't know many things."

Hou Chen Yuhan smiled and said: "It's the same for the first time, and I gradually got used to it."

If women can start a conversation, the topic seems to be endless. The wife, who is a first-time mother, asked curiously: "By the way, what's your pregnancy?"

"No. 12, it's your turn!" The nurse in front of the desk called out the number.

Hou Chen Yuhan quickly stood up and said, "It's my turn, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, just go ahead and do your business." The lady waved her hand.

The doctor is a doctor with many years of experience, she is in her early fifties, and she is also a woman. For all the mothers here who come to make appointments with her, she has a somewhat innate sense of security.

Hou Chenyuhan sat quietly on the chair, holding her purse with both hands, looking a little uneasy... When she came in, the doctor who had been seen for some time had no expression on her face, and she felt uneasy, "Doctor , what’s the result this time?”

"Mrs. Zhu, unfortunately, I still haven't gotten pregnant this time." The doctor shook his head and said, "This cycle has ended. I suggest you continue to take good care of your body in the next period of time..."

What else is the doctor saying?

Hou Chen Yuhan didn't listen at all, or even if she didn't stop, she had heard these words many times, and she could even recite them backwards.

Hou Chen Yuhan silently took her bag and pushed open the door of the doctor's office. At this moment, the new mother who had just chatted with her quickly waved to her.

Hou Chen Yuhan moved his lips, but just nodded towards the other party, lowered his head and left from the other side, without intending to go there.

She hid in the bathroom alone, locked the door, and didn't intend to endure it. She just covered her mouth lightly and squatted here.

His shoulders shook slightly and he cried silently.

I really want to turn back time.

…

11:15 am.

"Manager, we're downstairs."

"Then let her come up." Zhu Maolin stood up and packed the documents on his desk, "Take her directly to the conference room."

I hope the one I saw today can meet the requirements, otherwise I will have to use the already completed piece. Zhu Maolin came to the conference room alone and pulled down the curtains about half way.

Mobile phone text messages.

Zhu Maolin just sat down and saw his wife's short breath.

Wife: Are you busy?

Zhu Maolin: I’m going to interview a model. Is there something wrong?

Wife: The doctor said it failed again this time.

Zhu Maolin paused while pressing his finger on the phone screen. At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and he replied: Let's talk about it when we get back.

Wife: What time will you be back tonight?

"Manager, this is Xiaolu." Tboy introduced a young long-haired girl who was brought in.

The elements of youth and beauty are fully displayed on Xiaolu's body, and she also has the right smile. Zhu Maolin took a brief look and nodded, "Not bad, let's sit down and talk. Tboy, you ask her some questions first, and I'll take a look first."

Xiaolu sat down slightly nervously.

Only then did Zhu Maolin reply: They are here, I will work first. No need to wait for me tonight.

He didn't wait for his wife's reply, and didn't seem to intend to reply another sentence. He put down his phone and devoted himself to the interview, observing every reaction and action of the girl under tboy's questions.

"Miss Xiaolu, have you ever used this product yourself?" Tboy didn't know which question to ask.

"Honestly, I've never used it...will this have any impact?" Xiaolu asked feeling slightly uneasy.

Tboy smiled and said: "It's just some reference, you don't have to worry about it. Then the next question."

At this time, Zhu Maolin suddenly interrupted and asked: "What would you do if I told you that filming will start in an hour and you only have thirty minutes at most to read the script?"

"Immediately?" Xiaolu was obviously startled by the manager of the advertising company.

Zhu Maolin is a relatively well-known person in the industry. It is rumored that this well-known industry insider is a well-known workaholic and efficiencyist. Although she was somewhat mentally prepared before arriving, she never expected it to be so sudden.

"Yes, right away. Just tell you what I will do." Zhu Maolin nodded.

The strong professional aura made this fledgling girl, who had not yet graduated from school, feel out of breath. She lowered her head and said, "I... I'll do my best."

When tboy heard this answer, he couldn't help but shook his head secretly... If Zhu Maolin, as the leader, hadn't said that he wanted to be cheap and unfamiliar, it would have been inappropriate to find such a newcomer at this juncture.

But Zhu Maolin still kept his eyes on the little girl in front of him and didn't say a word.

Xiaolu grabbed each other's fingers under the table, lowered her head and stood up, "Yes, I'm sorry, I'm disturbing you."

She had already seen Tboy's unqualified look.

"Where are you going?" Zhu Maolin asked abruptly.

"I...I'm leaving."

"If you leave, who will shoot the next movie?" Zhu Maolin said calmly: "Am I coming?"

"Really...really?" Xiaolu was startled, her eyes widened, and she looked at the scary manager in disbelief.

Zhu Maolin just said calmly: "Tboy, I give you five minutes to print out the script, and then you have forty minutes to explain it to her. After an hour, let the makeup artist come to the set. The filming will officially start at 2:30 p.m., hurry up. "

"Manager, is this... meal time?" Tboy said with a grimace, "Manager, aren't you going to eat?"

"On the way." Zhu Maolin said directly: "Bring her something to eat too. Remember, we are fighting against time, let's go!"

"Okay...okay."

Seeing tboy taking Xiaolu out of the door, who had not yet completely woken up from the state of being selected, Zhu Maolin quickly packed up the things on the table.

Can't stop time...can't.

…

…

Outside the floor where the advertising company is located, or simply put, in the air outside the 19th floor, Dazhe was floating here while drinking his master's iced black tea.

While practicing my flying ability, I also watched the guests inside... and the performance of another person.

That’s the new model ‘Xiao Lu’.

Of course, Xiaolu's identity is number 18, but why is this?

Let’s start from last night...

…

"Didn't you say that men just don't want to go home sometimes and just want a little free space?" No. 18 spoke in a voice that Dazhe found very harsh and heartbreaking.

The floating Black Soul Messenger duo are outside Zhu Maolin's home.

"Well... even between husband and wife, it's normal to quarrel sometimes and then have a cold war for a few days." As an experienced person, Dazhe obviously had a lot to say.

"Really?" No. 18 sneered: "If it was just a cold war, would his wife still prepare breakfast for him every day? Knowing that he would come home late, would she put slippers at the door? Will she tidy up her suit and tie when she goes out during the day?"

Dazhe sighed: "Okay, this couple is indeed a little indifferent... By the way, didn't you say that you have the ability to dream of the past? Maybe you can find the problem by using it, right?"

"It's my freedom to use it or not." No. 18 said calmly: "Of course I have my own method. In addition, since it is teaching, then I will teach you how to do the basic method of guidance."

"How to do it?" Dazhe asked curiously.

No. 18 sneered darkly... However, the laughter gradually became gentle from the coldness, and finally became sweet, like a silver bell.

Wearing a black robe, her face covered with mist, the old witch who was as scary as the owner of the candy house in fairy tales disappeared, and was replaced by a tall, pure and lotus-like... Xiaolu.

No. 18 smiled and said: "That's it."

Sister, isn’t this the most unsavory beauty trap ever...

Dazhe was stunned. Although he felt that it was really nice to look like this on the 18th, he was not that surprised when he was still in the club, fighting for territory, fighting enemies, and doing whatever he could to use women to do this. Although Zhe won't take the initiative to use it, he doesn't necessarily reject it.

"Okay...are you planning to let Zhu Maolin cheat on you?"

Only then did No. 18 truly sneer and ignore Dazhe, "I still have things to do. You can go and do some free time. Tomorrow I will appear directly in front of the sponsor like this."

After saying that, No. 18 turned into a black smoke and left.

Dazhe sighed and muttered: "This Luo Qiu asked me to follow No. 18. Is he trying to trick me?"

Dazhe shook his head and glanced at the couple sleeping back to back in the room from the outside. He was about to leave, but when he passed another room next to him, he suddenly stopped and took a look.

"empty?"

This is a room with nothing.

…

…

Xiaolu and tboy were in the car, busy discussing the shooting.

Zhu Maolin also drove his car towards the shooting place. Dazhe followed him all the way. He needed to provide No. 18 with the latest developments in Zhu Maolin at any time.

Hou Chenyuhan has returned to her ceramics classroom because the students are waiting for her...because if there are no classes here, she doesn't know what to do.

And all this was wiped away by Luo Qiu's wave of his hand, and the phantom that spread out in front of Luo Qiu like a calm water surface disappeared.

"On the 18th, we seem to have encountered difficulties." The maid held up the teacup on a saucer and brought it to Luo Qiu.

"Dreams of the past..." Boss Luo said calmly: "If there is no real carrier of hatred in the heart, there is no way to contact the other party's thoughts. From this aspect, No. 9's ability is more comprehensive."

Youye said softly: "But on the contrary, dreams from the past can find deeper things in thoughts. Number 18 and number 9 are originally different, and the direction of their chosen abilities is naturally different. Why did the master specifically choose this? What about the donors who are not good at dealing with No. 18?”

"Is it really not suitable?" Luo Qiu suddenly asked, "I think No. 18 seems to be working very hard. She prepared all night last night and didn't even observe the two quasi-magicians in her game. "

"Because this is the sponsor approved by your master." He smiled and said, "Naturally I don't dare to neglect No. 18."

Boss Luo smiled and said nothing, and then remembered something, "By the way, is Xiaolu the same as No. 18?"

You Ye nodded.

"That's really good." Boss Luo smiled, then stretched and said, "You can go out with me for a walk later."

"Supermarket?"

Luo Qiu nodded and said, "Yes, today is discount day. Besides, Christmas is coming soon, don't you plan to decorate our place?"

"Then call Taiyinzi and let him get the things." You Ye nodded.

"That's not necessary." Luo Qiu shook his head: "This main god is currently preparing for Christmas activities in the game world. He is busy enough."

"Then please go and change Rong Youye's clothes." The maid lifted up her skirt gracefully.

But at this moment, the bell in front of the club suddenly rang.

I saw a woman with short white hair wearing leather boots and a painting tube hanging on her back walked in directly. As soon as she came in, she said boldly: "Boss, let's have a big bottle of beer first, and then get some delicious food."

As he spoke, a ball of gray light flew towards Boss Luo, and the white-haired woman continued: "This is the money for the drink~ I just killed one on the road."

Luo Qiu simply took the ball of light and waved his hand. The maid went to get ready without saying anything. But before leaving, he took a brief look at the white short-haired woman Nero.

"Miss Nero, long time no see." Boss Luo waved the chair next to Nero to open.

But Nero seemed to prefer sitting on the table facing Boss Luo. He chuckled and said, "It seems like you don't like seeing me very much?"

"We welcome all guests." Luo Qiu shook his head.

Nero squinted his eyes and said, "Really? But why did I feel like I was about to die when your beautiful little maid glanced at me just now?"

"That must be your imagination."

Luo Qiu followed and sat down.