Trafford’s Trading Club

The incredible scenes happened in front of him, which impacted Cao Ziqian's cognition to the greatest extent.

But he has seen the storm and misses his children at home, and he doesn't want to end up like Jin Zifu, but what should he do?

"Don't be nervous." Luo Qiu said slowly, "My transaction partner is only your father-in-law and has nothing to do with you."

Cao Ziqian calmed down and looked at Jin Zifu who fell motionless on the ground. He didn't know exactly what the deal they had been talking about was, but he knew that he had encountered something that was unheard of.

"My dad...Jin Zifu, is he dead?" Cao Ziqian asked nervously.

Youye answered on his behalf: "No, Mr. Jin just fell asleep."

"sleep……"

Youye nodded and smiled: "Yes, I fell asleep. But this sleep lasted for thirty-three years, one month, and fifteen days. After waking up, Mr. Jin can still enjoy the time under him."

"How could..."

Cao Ziqian wanted not to believe these words. However, the scenes that just happened were incredible, and everyone told him that these were real things.

After a moment of silence, Cao Ziqian suddenly looked at Luo Qiu and said, "I don't know you... but why do you want to help me?"

If Jin Zifu had been in coma for thirty-three years, he would not have been able to open the document bag thrown in front of him. Even if it was Jin Zifu who retrieved the documents in name, Cao Ziqian could still get them back easily.

Not only did he wake up in time and avoid making big mistakes due to impulsiveness, but it also solved Jin Zifu's problem. Looking at it from another perspective, Cao Ziqian obviously gained the most from it.

Luo Qiu looked at Jin Zifu who was motionless on the ground, and suddenly said: "In the afternoon, I went to the developer who planned to cooperate with you to develop the factory address. Although it was planned to be built into a luxury area, there were also plans to build a Two ordinary bungalows were built and allocated to the old workers in the factory who had served for many years."

Luo Qiu smiled and said: "I will stay with your children and live a good life from now on. The money from selling the land and liquidating the factory will be enough for you to pay off the bank's debt."

Cao Ziqian suddenly felt sad.

He stared at this mysterious young man blankly, and his throat suddenly became choked up.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

Luo Qiu walked up to Cao Ziqian and raised the black card in his hand.

At this time, the disappeared mark floated on the front and back of the black card. Just when Cao Ziqian's puzzled eyes only wanted love, Luo Qiu put the black card in his hand directly into Cao Ziqian's suit pocket.

said softly.

"When you need something, you can use it to find us." Luo Qiu said softly: "With it, you are a member of the Trafford Buyers Club."

"No matter what you need, we can provide it for you. Dreams, wealth, wisdom, love, health... or life span. As long as you can provide enough transaction funds. Finally, our transaction funds do not require money. "

"Then, I look forward to your visit."

As he said that, Luo Qiu retreated and disappeared in front of Cao Ziqian bit by bit, wrapping himself around You Ye and fading away bit by bit.

"Wait a minute! What's your name!" Cao Ziqian subconsciously wanted to save a moment, "Why do you know that I want to spend my child's birthday with me?"

But Luo Qiu and You Ye had disappeared out of thin air.

Cao Ziqian felt weak for a while, and he slumped down and found that his back was already wet with sweat from nervousness and fear.

At this moment, something suddenly changed in front of Cao Ziqian, and Luo Qiu appeared in front of him again.

This startled him very much.

But Luo Qiu didn't say anything, he just turned the calendar table on the desk, smiled slightly, and then disappeared again.

This time I really left.

Cao Ziqian was absent-minded for a while, staring blankly at the calendar table. A certain date was circled with a big red circle, and the word "gift" was written next to it.

He burst into tears.

…

…

Following the method You Ye said, Luo Qiu walked in front of the altar on the third floor of the club.

He opened his hands in front of the altar, and a gray mist gradually formed between his hands, and then slowly floated into the altar.

There was nothing special, as if it dispersed naturally, this gray mist disappeared in front of Luo Qiu's eyes.

But at this moment, he heard a voice in his mind.

"The sacrifice is completed, and the life span will be increased by thirty days."

Maybe it wasn't the sound... but the information flowing into my mind.

As for the hourglass he brought specially, the amount of sand above seemed to have increased, and the falling speed of the sand had also slowed down.

He won't die of illness, get shot, or even age.

If there was anything that could hurt him, it would probably only be the moment when the sand in the hourglass completely fell.

After waiting for a while, there was no change in the altar. Luo Qiu scratched his head and said, "Exchanging Jin Zifu's thirty-three years of life for my thirty-day lifespan... What a scam."

"Because it's life, not the lifespan that it should be. The quality is naturally not so high." You Ye, who was standing by, made it clear: "In addition, the previous club owners would not use all the transaction funds as sacrifices, but would Leave some of it behind.”

"..."

…

"It will get better."

Luo Qiu took a deep breath, and had no intention of blaming the maid for reminding her later, but suddenly said: "No wonder there are so many strange things here, could they have been withheld by the previous boss?"

Youye nodded.

Luo Qiu didn't want to stay in front of this gloomy altar anymore, so he led Youye back to the store. He suddenly stretched and said, "Youye, can you make braised lion's head? It seems that I haven't eaten for most of the day, and I'm so hungry now."

Youye nodded and said, "I have learned the cuisine of this country before and I still remember the cooking method. Youye will prepare it for the master immediately."

"It will be slower if you do it alone. Let me help you." Luo Qiu said with a smile, "Then, I will give you more advice in the future."

The beautiful dark blue gem-like eyes seemed to twinkle for a moment, and Youye nodded gently.

…

…

late at night.

The bustling commercial street has become calm.

There are only those homeless people on the street, or people who have lost their way after getting drunk, or sleeping on the spot, or staggering around.

But they didn't notice that on this dim street, a very old European-style lamp was lit, and there was also a sign with OPEN hanging on the old wooden door.

Legend has it that only those who need it can see its existence.

So, when you see the lights flashing in front of its door, do you...need anything?

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