Trafford’s Trading Club

Although Bucky was very resistant to the practice of credit because it would make him feel like he was burdened with the pressure of working for others, after all, the power of faith can be generated endlessly, so Bucky didn't feel too much. sad.

Generally speaking, a fanatical believer like Mr. Besson can generate one unit of faith power in three days, while a believer of the next level than Mr. Besson will need about eight to ten days. It takes days to produce one unit of faith power.

However, a unit needs to be completed by the same believer, and several believers cannot 'join up the order' together. Therefore, in theory, even a fanatical believer like Mr. Besson can only generate the power of faith in his life. There is a threshold.

Therefore, if you want to obtain more units of the power of faith, you must either develop more believers, or turn ordinary believers into loyal believers.

I heard that on top of fanatical believers like Mr. Besson, there is a type of believer who can provide multiple units a day, and these people are called petitioners by the gods. The petitioners generally live in the kingdom of the gods.

Oh... of course Bucky is a very pragmatic person, so petitioners are too far away for him, and he doesn't know how to create petitioners.

In fact, he now has more than eighty believers under his banner. The entire church is now completely in the initial stage of the development of the mysterious idea and will be in it for a long time.

First, order a thousand followers.

"Then...then if I want to buy something in the future, how will I find you?" Bucky knew that such a powerful assistant like the maid lady could not be retained, so he simply started planning for the future.

When Lucifer made a contract with him, he even gave him the ability to call Lucifer. Thinking about it this way, this club can't be stingier than Lucifer, right?

The maid smiled slightly at this time and said, "My master left this with me before he went on vacation. He was waiting for me to hand it over to you soon. Now is the time."

With that said, Youye put a black card into Bucky's hand. Bucky looked at it curiously, but couldn't see anything special about it, except that there was a special golden mark on it.

The maid lady said calmly: "This is a five-time 10% discount card. When you need it, it will guide you to our store and you can enjoy a 10% discount within five transactions."

Bucky nodded, and then asked curiously: "Why five times?"

The maid blinked and said: "Because there are also 10% off cards for ten times, 10% off for 100 times, or 20% off for five times, 20% off for ten times... or even the highest level eternal 40% off card. .As for what kind of black card you can get in the end, it depends on your own efforts. The more generous the customer is, the longer the customer has cooperated with us, of course, the more discounts we will get, this is the law of business, isn't it? ?"

Eternal 40% off card!

Bucky didn't think so much, he just did a simple arithmetic problem in his mind. He owed the club two hundred units of faith power. If he had this eternal 60% off card, that is to say, he only needed to give one hundred units. Twenty units is enough!

Bucky couldn't help but breathe a little faster, and then asked nervously: "Has anyone really gotten the 60% off Eternal Card?"

The maid said calmly: "Of course, and he is your senior."

"Senior...who?" Bucky was stunned.

However, the maid showed a nice smile and disappeared from Bucky's face. Just as she said, the work of tutoring Bucky has been completed, and she will not give Bucky any free help. .

…

After finishing his conversation with the maid, Bucky walked back along the road. From a distance, Bucky saw his most loyal and lovely disciple, Mr. Besson.

As the first servant who takes care of the daily life and food of the messenger of God, Mr. Besson can be said to be very dedicated to his duties.

After spitting on his palms, rubbing a handful of them casually and smearing them on his hair, Bucky adjusted his appearance in the mirror of a car before finally putting on a carnival mask.

Bucky walked out from behind the car with his hands behind his back and coughed in a low voice, "Besson, my servant, you can leave now."

"Messenger!" Mr. Besson quickly came to Bucky and said happily: "Just now, one of our lovely believers told me that he is willing to bring his family to you and listen to what the messenger has to say. The gospel passed on.”

"Oh, really? Let's meet if you have a chance." Bucky nodded casually.

Now, with the help of the maid, Bucky feels that his basic foundation is stable. At this time, he is naturally not worried. As a noble messenger of God, how can he show vulgarity?

"Okay, I will tell him truthfully." Mr. Besson nodded, "Let his beautiful daughter and wife wait. Messenger, you are indeed tired."

Bucky coughed twice more and said sternly: "I think it's really inappropriate to make future believers who want to hear the gospel wait. Well, let's ask that person to come and meet tomorrow if they are free. "

"Messenger, you are so kind!" Mr. Besson praised: "I will notify him of his arrival as soon as possible."

Bucky nodded, and finally added, "And his daughter and wife, I won't let them go..."

"Huh?" Mr. Besson was stunned.

Bucky's face was not red and his heart was not beating: "I mean, I will not let go of any opportunity to spread the glory of our Lord."

Amid another compliment from Mr. Besson, Bucky happily got into the car and slowly left the hospital's underground parking lot.

At this time, Mr. Besson's phone suddenly rang again, "It must be good news brought by believers again! Messenger, can I answer the phone?"

Bucky waved his hand. This guy is good, but the fact that he has to report to himself every time he does something is a bit stained... Bucky yawned quietly, feeling a little hungry.

Recently, he has been feeling hungry very easily. Whenever he is hungry, he wants to eat meat, especially medium-rare steak.

Bucky never knew that a half-cooked steak mixed with blood could be so delicious... Next time, would you like the chef to try to make it more raw?

"Messenger! Another good news!" Mr. Besson turned his head at this time, with a look of surprise on his face, "Sure enough, under the guidance of our Lord, more and more elites will join us."

"Oh, whose wife is it this time... Who is it this time?" Bucky asked curiously.

Mr. Besson said at this time: "This time this person is different from my previous friends. This time this person is the real boss behind my company!"

Bucky was stunned. During this period, he and Mr. Besson's wife talked about the glory of human nature in a simple and easy-to-understand manner from time to time. Bucky also learned a lot about Mr. Besson from the sidelines.

For example, how he made his fortune more than ten years ago, what kind of business he is currently doing, and how Mr. Besson's current company is actually a subsidiary of a large group, etc.

Mr. Besson is the president of a small company, and his friends are already in the wealthy circle. So if it is the big boss behind Mr. Besson, who knows what kind of predator he is!

Bucky immediately became interested. Once he could subdue the big boss behind Mr. Besson, it would be of immeasurable benefit to his future development!

"Who is this person?"

Mr. Besson said quickly: "It's Mr. Saint-Fran!"

St. Franco?

Bucky was stunned. It seemed like... he had never heard of this name at all?

But since this person is the big boss behind Besson, he must have huge power in society, right? But Bucky is not timid at all. Didn’t he just conquer a big boss of the Ministry of Defense?

"Oh, I got it. When I'm free, you can bring him over and let me see him."

"Messenger, I will not let you down!" Mr. Besson nodded solemnly.

"By the way, what does so-and-so's wife look like? Is she a smart woman?" Bucky asked the question he was more concerned about.

The car slowly left.

…

…

A humble house.

The humidity is a bit heavy at night, especially in this ancient city by the sea. Fortunately, it's summer now, so the humidity and cool breeze obviously won't make people feel uncomfortable.

Song Ying is still busy with the affairs of the Song Dynasty Group.

Strictly speaking, the Song family has a big business but a small family. Because Song Tianyou traveled across the ocean, he was the only real member of the Song family, and the rest were only a few loyal servants.

Most of these elderly people have lost less during their hard work over the years. Therefore, even if Song Tianyou later took root in South America and reorganized the Song family, the Song family is still small in number.

Chinese people have Chinese traditions, and Song Tianyou is a very traditional person. In many aspects, he still maintains some old concepts, such as passing family business from son to daughter, etc. Even though Song Ying won over Mr. Song with her excellence, it was convenient. There are many tolerances and changes, but there is still a long way to go before we can truly overturn Mr. Song's inherent concerns.

She worked hard for it, even using her room as an office.

After eleven o'clock, the servant brought supper and refreshing drinks.

Song Ying put down the document on hand and picked up the cup, but suddenly she remembered something, so she stopped and asked, "How is that guy doing? Did the etiquette teacher say anything?"

The servant is actually not very old. She is even younger than Song Ying. In fact, she is someone who was trained in the village and then came out. She is a junior of Gan Hong and a graduate who graduated two years later than Gan Hong. Her name is Akiko, Japanese.

"That guy?" Akiko is a vitality girl with a lively personality. At this time, she blinked her eyes and asked playfully: "Which guy is Sakura?"

Song Ying rolled her eyes: "Want to die? How do you want to do it?"

Akiko giggled. She was young but very capable. Her breasts shook shamelessly when she smiled. She twisted her fingers around a strand of her hair and whispered softly: "Master Qiu has finished it long ago." After receiving the etiquette teacher’s guidance, I should be resting now.”

Song Ying was stunned, frowned and said, "Done it early? Didn't you release the water?"

Akiko said: "Miss, it's not like you don't know how old-fashioned this etiquette teacher is. Even if we want to let Master Qiu go, Mr. Krall can't let him go."

Song Ying shook her head, "How to say."

Akiko said with a strange expression: "Teacher Krall said that this Young Master Qiu doesn't need to learn any etiquette at all. As long as others sit here, they are already a model of etiquette. I can't explain exactly what it is. In short, after Mr. Krall went in, he walked out not long after, and even scolded you, Miss, and asked you if you were deliberately entertaining him."

"Is it really that good?" Song Ying frowned and said to herself: "Kral is an etiquette teacher for many descendants of ancient nobles. He can be said to be an encyclopedia of etiquette, but he actually gave such a high evaluation... …Didn’t he grow up in an ordinary family?”

Akiko held her chin in her hands and said, "Hey, miss, do you feel that the appearance of this young master Qiu is too incredible?"

Song Ying looked towards Akiko.

Akiko didn't seem to notice the change in Song Ying's expression, but stared blankly at the ceiling and said, "Tell me, the young master just went out on a mission and picked up a random person, and it turned out to be his father Ku Xun. We have been relatives for decades, isn’t this too much of a coincidence?”

Song Ying suddenly asked: "What do you want to say? Are you saying that there is something wrong with my uncle in this matter?"

Akiko shook her head: "Of course I won't doubt the eldest young master, but it's hard to say about this young master Qiu who appeared out of nowhere. Anyway, with the current technology, it is quite easy to forge a strong blood relationship, right? "

Song Ying shook her head, although when Akiko said this, she was a little shaken.

It is easy for others to think that there is something strange about the appearance of 'Master Qiu', and it is even possible that he came here for the Song family's wealth. After all, although Father Song's search for his relatives was not publicized, after decades, it has never been revealed. It's impossible to say that the news didn't leak out.

If this is an elaborate scam.

Father Song, her grandfather, really likes Luo Qiu... This Luo Qiu is almost as if he was carefully cultivated specifically to please Mr. Song.

"Akiko, help me do something." After thinking about it, Song Ying changed her tone and said sternly: "You must not let your fifth uncle know."

"." Akiko patted her chest.

Song Ying directly leaned into Akiko's ear and whispered: "I want you to go to China overnight. I will say to the outside world that you are on a business trip for me. After you arrive in China, I will I’ll give you next instructions.”

Akiko nodded, "Then I'll leave right away."

…

It is also in the humble house, but opposite to Song Ying, Luo Qiu's room is placed in the west wing. Gan Hong's room is right next to Luo Qiu's, and the rooms are the same.

In ancient terms, Gan Hong would probably be defined as a girl with a common wife.

But Gan Hong was no longer here at this time, and she had been ordered to rest early. Of course, Luo Qiu used some tricks to make the girl who insisted on staying up late fall asleep easily.

"Really, Bucky has already entered orbit." Luo Qiu smiled slightly.

Of course, he was not speaking to the air, but to a three-dimensional image on the table.

Only about thirty centimeters in height, this is the projection of the club maid in front of the boss. It looks so perfect no matter where it is. It is as exquisite as a living figure, making people feel like grabbing it with their palms. Play with the idea carefully.

"Now that Bucky has conquered Ao Fei, his future will be much easier..." The maid lady was still making her work report.

Although the boss is on vacation and has temporarily transferred most of his authority to the maid, the maid's position on herself has never changed. In Yuye's eyes, such a transfer of authority is just to share more trivial matters with the master. Just so that he can have a happy vacation.

"You can handle Bucky's matter. I'm more curious about another matter." Luo Qiu pondered for a while and suddenly asked: "If you want to show a miracle, there should be many ways. Why did you choose it in the end? What about Dr. French? I think the last moment of his life must have been glorious."

I only heard the maid lady whispering: "Because it is so dazzling, Youye wants to keep it until the master returns, and waits for you to see it with your own eyes. Time can brew fragrance, not master." Of?"

Luo Qiu was stunned, looking at the delicate projection of the maid in front of him, and moved his fingers slightly, wanting to touch the lips of this delicate projection.

A strange thought.

Luo Qiu took a deep breath... This suppressed emotion, this faint affection that should have been born a few words earlier... is really wonderful.

"Wait until I come back." He said softly. 8)