Trafford’s Trading Club

It's not evening yet, and the summer evening naturally comes much later than usual.

It is a well-decorated coffee shop, and of course the price can make the general public frown. According to Caroline's temperament, she would not usually come to a place like this to spend money.

But she had to wait for someone, and the person designated this place. She had no choice but to order a cup of the cheapest black coffee here.

Not long after, a middle-aged man walked into the coffee room hurriedly, looking around as if he was looking for something. Caroline knew that this was the person she was waiting for, the lawyer friend that Nia asked her to contact.

At 6:37 that night, Caroline looked at the time again... It was too late, and she didn't know if she still dared to get on the bus back.

If it's too late, you have to choose another route, which may involve passing through several unfamiliar areas. Although she is also a local, there are obviously differences between districts.

"Are you Caroline?" The middle-aged man quickly found Caroline's seat and sat down without any courtesy.

Caroline felt something called time in the other person's body. She noticed this man from the moment she entered the door. Until he sat in front of her, he looked at the time three times in total, twice on his watch, and once on the indoor wall. clock on the wall.

Wearing suits and leather shoes, meticulous, serious expression, deep eyes... basically the appearance that an elite should have, the other party was fully revealed in front of Caroline.

The man's name is Carlo.

Before Caroline could speak, Carlo jumped directly into the topic, "Before we talk, Ms. Caroline, can you tell me, what is your relationship with Nia? A relative? Or is it her daughter?"

Caroline didn't feel it was impolite when the other party asked this... On the contrary, it made Caroline feel that this man may have completely forgotten that Nia actually said that the reason why he showed up was probably because he had negotiated a deal. .

Perhaps this man is not as glamorous as he appears. Maybe the business of the law firm he runs is not good, and he even urgently needs this commission to pay his firm's rent, water, electricity, and employee wages this month.

That's why he makes himself look more professional.

Caroline's vision in this regard is pretty good. After all, as a sex worker...as a prostitute, she has come into contact with too many types of men. She has seen rich men, noble gentlemen have also slept with her, and as for traffickers and lackeys, people from society are naturally out of the question.

She could recognize people, but she was not confident enough to deal with any type of person. She knew that she didn't have enough knowledge to face these men who wore masks, and you never knew what they were thinking.

Men are actually more fickle and harder to grasp than women.

"I'm Nia's friend." Carlo looked at the answer.

Or maybe the other party has already guessed from this answer what kind of job he is engaged in? Caroline was too familiar with Carlo's look at this moment.

But the men who come to her for services basically look at the goods with this kind of eyes.

Carol nodded, "Ms. Carolyn, according to what you said, Nia is planning to find me to deal with a property in the West District for her, right? It's not convenient to talk on the phone before... I want to ask you about this." What does Nia mean by the cost of this commission? Do you have the authority to negotiate with me on her behalf?"

"She just asked me to find you to help her." Caroline didn't know how to answer... Maybe it would be better to nod at this time, but she was obviously hesitant about some of the responsibilities she would need to bear after nodding.

There is no need to carry more burdens... It is already within our power to find this Carlo, Caroline thought, and immediately said: "Maybe you should go to the hospital directly to see her, her current condition is relatively bad."

Carlo was not impatient. Instead, he asked Nia about Nia's request very carefully, with a very strict attitude.

Seeing the other party asking about everything, Caroline was really overwhelmed, but she couldn't help but have another thought in her heart: maybe this man can really help Nia.

Judging from Nia's appearance, the arrangements for the surgery must be very urgent. However, the resale of real estate is not something that can be completed overnight. The property is expensive in the place where the property is located, but finding a buyer immediately is also a serious problem.

"Otherwise, can you take me to see Nia?" Carlo suddenly suggested at this time: "I think it is better for me to talk to the person involved in this matter in person."

"I can write you an address." Caroline thought of the shuttle bus back and declined politely.

She suddenly didn't want to go back and look at Nia who was full of death. She had also thought about this problem in the past: if Nia's illness could not be cured, she would inevitably encounter Nia's last moments, but she didn't know when. At first, she told herself not to think about this problem or what would happen if Nia suddenly died of illness.

She... didn't want to carry anything.

She had fulfilled Nia's request. If this man can help, he will certainly do so for the sake of reward. If she couldn't help... then there was nothing she could do.

Carlo could easily afford the cost of Nia's surgery, but it would require using the huge bank card at hand. However, she does not want to use this wealth at this time.

She felt that as the only person who knew Nia, she was the only one who would visit her in the hospital and help her find a lawyer when something happened to her. She was doing her best and doing everything she could... there was nothing more she could do.

Thinking of this, Caroline suddenly felt at ease.

Carlo didn't force it, took the address and left quickly.

What made Caroline angry was that although this guy left in a hurry and looked like he was eager to visit Nia, this guy... didn't pay the bill!

She casually ordered dessert and a sandwich in the coffee shop, ate it in a hurry, and then left the place, planning to take the shuttle bus back.

Before getting in the car, Caroline received a call from Livia and asked her where she had been. Caroline just said that she had taken on a business outside and was finishing it now, and was planning to go home.

Livia told her that it would be better not to come back for a few days, but to hide outside for a few days, and she was planning to leave.

The reason is: Neymar's boss is dead, and the gang is in chaos. Ronald, the gang's second-hand trader, and those who support Neymar's son, start fighting to grab territory. In addition, because Joseph in the next area also died for unknown reasons, the boss in the next area was also clamoring to hand over the murderer, otherwise they would be invaded. And while Caroline was away today, many people had died due to fighting.

Caroline thought for a moment, then picked up the phone and called Carlo, who had just left.

"Mr. Carlo, I've changed my mind. How about I go back with you and see Nia again? I'm a little worried about her..."

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"Who are you? This is a private box, and no one else is allowed in!"

On the upper floor of the concert hall of the Municipal Theater, there are individual boxes in the circular corridor. These are VIP rooms for the truly rich or those with high status to watch performances.

Of course, you can get in on weekdays by spending some money... But today is a friendly event with the consuls of neighboring countries, so it is naturally different.

The person who was shouting should be a bodyguard. He was very tall and had an iron-blooded aura about him. He might have been a soldier in the past...or maybe he was a soldier now.

Obviously, the identity of the people in this room is not simple.

As for the bodyguards who initially chose to scold them instead of using force to expel them, this was partly because they did not want to make any noise, and partly because they did not know the origins of the two people who broke in.

This woman is very beautiful, and the man next to her has an oriental face. Those who can enter this concert are either rich or noble. The background of this young man and woman is probably not simple.

"Can I borrow this place?"

The beautiful woman in a black evening dress smiled slightly and clapped her hands gently. Because she was wearing hand socks, the sound of the high-five was not very loud at all.

But the bodyguard heard the sound, and heard it very clearly. His consciousness became confused for a moment, his eyelids were extremely heavy, and he closed them directly after a few breaths, and then fell to the ground.

At the same time, several different sounds were heard in the room, all of which were the sounds of people falling.

This is obviously an extraordinary power.

In fact, Luo Qiu planned to take action himself, but the maid lady would always get there faster than him... In fact, sometimes Luo Qiu quite enjoyed the feeling of sitting back and reaping the rewards, let alone having such a wonderful maid. Solving all the trivial matters by yourself is naturally pleasing to the eye.

What is also pleasing to the eye is the orchestra entering the concert hall below.

Regardless of whether you know how to appreciate the sounds produced by these instruments or not, watching this orderly and chaotic entrance can always make people feel a touch of professional attitude.

Luo Qiu liked the regular arrangement of the people below, which reminded him of all neat things.

Neat and neat, naturally the most beautiful thing.

Naturally, the VIP room has no windows, it is just a separate stand. There is a separation between the two stands. From the front, you can naturally see another stand opposite the circular corridor.

However, are there slightly more bodyguards in this VIP box?

"Master, we seem to have encountered something interesting."

You Ye was sorting out the people who fell on the ground. Bining let these guys fall on the ground casually. If they were here and there, it would naturally not look good.

Boss Luo, who has long been accustomed to encountering incidents when he goes out, is obviously not very surprised, and just looks at Youye curiously.

Of course, even in such an open VIP box, from the outside, nothing happened here at all. It is really the easiest way to prevent outsiders from seeing what is happening here.

"What's interesting?"

Youye pointed at the man who was obviously protected by several bodyguards, then reached out and picked up a pen from the middle-aged man's collar pocket.

Boss Luo didn't see anything special about this pen...if I had to say it, it was probably that there was a very nice badge mark on the pen. Of course, this requires careful observation to see.

"Is it because of this badge?"

The maid nodded and said softly: "This is the internal mark of the Lomster Leighton Company. This company is headquartered in the United States, and its main business is the production and launch of military satellites."

Boss Luo has heard that the current country is relatively unlucky and has not been able to develop its satellite business. It seems that there was an incident earlier where a rocket was launched and a big explosion occurred due to an accident, wiping out a lot of aviation elites.

"Look at the invitation." Luo Qiu suddenly said.

Youye quickly found an invitation and sent it to Luo Qiu. After Boss Luo took a look at it, he said calmly: "It's in the name of a distributor of a liquor company. It seems to be hiding his identity."

"Do I need to read the memory?" You Ye suggested.

If ready-made information can be obtained, there is no need to purchase through the altar... This aspect is naturally in line with Boss Luo's consistent principle of self-reliance and renewal.

So Boss Luo nodded without any pressure, and then stopped paying attention to the businessman's affairs, because soon, the content behind this matter would be completely presented to his ears through the dictation of the maid.

"Speaking of which, if there really is such a big deal, why would you choose a place like this?"

The lights began to dim...the show officially began.

Schubert, Ninth Symphony, "The Great".

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"Compared to "The Great", I prefer the Eighth Symphony, "Unfinished". I listened to it a few years ago in Vienna, and I still remember it."

Sitting in an ordinary seat in the hall, Song Haoran spoke in Lluvia's ear and held Lluvia's hand at the same time. In the eyes of others, he looked like a lover.

While feeling the warmth from Song Haoran's palm, Lluvia seemed to be in a very good mood, and asked curiously: "Why is it called "Unfinished"?"

"Because he only wrote two chapters and then stopped writing." Song Haoran shrugged, then looked at the orchestra in the concert hall with an obsessed look, "But because it is unfinished, I don't know what will happen next. What is it, what could it be, that makes people fascinated, like the lost arms of the God of Beauty.”

Lluvia was stunned. She really didn't understand how beautiful a woman could be without a pair of arms.

But since the military advisor said yes, let’s just leave it at that.

Halfway through the concert, Song Haoran glanced at the time on his watch. At this time, his phone vibrated with a message.

Terminate action.

This is the message sent from the "Iris" headquarters.

Song Haoran frowned, and Lluvia keenly caught his change. Song Haoran said nothing, but tilted the phone screen so that Lluvia could see the content on it.

"this……"

Song Haoran nodded calmly, "It seems that we can listen to this concert until the end."

Lluvia quietly made a gesture. This gesture was enough to stop Oni, who was hiding in the dark, provided that this guy didn't use his sights to stare at the breasts of women wearing low-cut evening gowns.