Trafford’s Trading Club

Holding high the power of dimensional observation that was stripped from Caroline's body with both hands, Yu Ye looked solemn and focused at this moment. .

Suddenly, the door in front of the door cracked from the middle and a bright light suddenly opened.

The moment the door opened, Youye closed her eyes without looking at the contents inside the door. A strong stream of air rushed out from the door, blowing You Ye's hair straight back and blowing her dress tight to her body.

The source of power held in the palms of her hands slowly flew out at this moment, facing the strong wind, and slowly floated into the gate.

The moment this source of power, which represented the power of dimensional observation, crossed the gate, the gate closed instantly with a heavy sound.

The strong airflow stopped, and Youye slowly opened his eyes. She did not leave immediately, but lowered her hands, palms facing herself, then placed them on her chest, pressed them tightly, and then bent over slightly.

This is like a special etiquette when leaving.

…

Luo Qiu suddenly stopped, sat upright, and closed his eyes.

Before that, he actually didn't do anything, he just looked at Father Song's book collection casually. But his appearance at this time was a little weird, so Gan Hong suddenly put down the comic book he was reading.

Gan Hong hesitated and walked slowly in front of Luo Qiu, looking at him motionless. She tried to reach out and pat Luo Qiu on the shoulder, but in the end she retracted her rude intention.

"Master Qiu?" Gan Hong called softly.

Luo Qiu opened his eyes at this time, "What's the matter?"

"No." Gan Hong shook her head in confusion, "No... do you need me to pour you some water?"

"That's fine." Luo Qiu smiled slightly and stood up. He first put the book back on the bookshelf, then walked out of the reading room and came to the yard outside, seemingly intending to breathe fresh air.

Gan Hong looked at Luo Qiu strangely, but she still lowered her head and walked quickly away from him, carrying the teapot, so she did not hear Luo Qiu talking to himself.

Luo Qiu glanced at the sky outside the yard and said thoughtfully, "Dimensional observation... Is this one of the reasons why we can obtain future information."

Youye's sacrifice was a bit beyond his expectation...but also because of this, Luo Qiu knew that his vacation would be extended a lot.

"There is nothing wrong with being a rich ordinary person." Luo Qiu smiled slightly: "I hope you can become rich inside... Miss Caroline."

Luo Qiu suddenly fetched some water from the side and poured some water on the bonsai planted in the yard. He seemed to be in a good mood.

"It's quite leisurely." Song Ying's voice came from the corridor at the entrance. She walked quickly to Luo Qiu, "It seems that you are ready."

"Actually, I didn't prepare anything." Luo Qiu put down the sprinkler, "You were the one who prepared more, but I didn't do anything. Thank you for arranging an etiquette teacher for me."

"I really can't see anything impeccable..." Song Ying muttered in a broken voice.

"Um?"

"Nothing." Song Ying waved her hand, "Now that you are ready, let's set off. Let's go to the God of Gamblers' vineyard now. There will be a wine tasting party at three o'clock in the afternoon. We need to arrive a little earlier to appear more sincere. "

Luo Qiu nodded and said, "Just arrange it."

Song Ying frowned and said, "Can't you give me some advice? I'm not your exclusive secretary! Grandpa asked me to work with you this time, so you should at least contribute."

Luo Qiu thought for a moment, then said with a serious face: "Then I will carry your bag later."

So angry! I really want to beat this guy up!

Song Ying clenched her fists, suppressing the irritability in her heart with great difficulty, and then clapped her hands in front of Luo Qiu several times with a loud sound.

After Song Ying clapped her hands, several young servants, three men and three women, came into the corridor quickly. The servants each held different things in their hands. After that, there followed a white man in his thirties who was dressed very coquettishly. The white man also held scissors in his hands and had many tools on his body... like a barber.

Clothes, shoes and socks.

Luo Qiu blinked and saw Song Ying waving her hand and instructing the servants: "Change clothes for this young master Qiu! Change your hairstyle by the way."

"Yes, Miss Sakura!" Several people said in unison.

So Luo Qiu blinked and was pushed into the room surrounded by a group of people. Song Ying sighed heavily in the yard and rubbed her forehead.

"Miss Ying?" Gan Hong came back with a teapot filled with water. When she saw Song Ying, she called out respectfully.

She glanced at Luo Qiu, who was being manipulated by the servants in the room, and probably knew what was going on, "This..."

Song Ying suddenly walked up to Gan Hong at this time, stretched out her hand to lift Gan Hong's collar, and said calmly: "You should go change your clothes too, I've prepared them in the room next to you."

"Thank you, Miss Ying." Gan Hong nodded.

"Do you need to be so polite?" Song Ying frowned.

"I'm going to change clothes first." Gan Hong turned around and left.

"Wait..." She couldn't finish her words to persuade her to stay. Song Ying watched Gan Hong disappear at the end of the corridor... Her phone suddenly rang.

"I'm Song Ying, tell me something...what, that woman is here?" Song Ying replied quickly impatiently, but then she heard the news from the other end of the phone...she frowned instantly , "Okay, I understand, keep an eye on me, keep an eye on me!"

"You don't seem to be in good condition. Did something bad happen?"

Luo Qiu's voice came from behind. Song Ying turned around subconsciously and said displeased: "It's none of your business..."

Luo Qiu in front of him had already changed into a brand new suit, and the hairstylist also used his superb skills to give Luo Qiu a brand new hairstyle in a short time.

For some reason, Song Ying suddenly remembered the etiquette teacher's evaluation of him at this moment.

"Um...is there anything wrong?"

Luo Qiu looked at himself... He couldn't tell whether it was good or bad. Most of his clothes were matched by You Ye.

But these days in a humble house, he actually just wears whatever is comfortable for him, and there is no difference at home on weekdays... It's just that the hair wax on his head is a little too much right now.

"It's okay, I can barely see it." Song Ying crossed her hands, raised her chin, and said, "Just so-so!"

Saying that, Song Ying quickly turned around and walked away, "Hurry up and leave as soon as you change your clothes. The car is ready."

At this time, Gan Hong had also changed her clothes and came in. She was wearing a pink blue dress. Gan Hong squatted down, took a look, and left in a hurry.

Gan Hong couldn't help but look at Luo Qiu with doubtful eyes, but after seeing Master Qiu's new clothes, she couldn't look away.

There is no doubt that she is the one in the whole humble house who has been in contact with Luo Qiu for the longest time... In Gan Hong's understanding, if this young master Qiu is just a face, he is not as good as those who are truly handsome. guy.

But when you look closely, you will find that after one glance, you want to take a second look. If you take a second look, you can't help but take another look. As you look, you will find that your eyes never know when. Many things will be ignored, leaving only this figure.

"Actually, this suits you quite well." Luo Qiu praised.

Gan Hong knew that this was not a compliment. A few days of getting along with her had already made her understand that Luo Qiu was a person who never spoke against his will...or rather, a person who just followed his heart.

When others praise, they have more or less other meanings, perhaps with deliberate intentions, but he... praises, just praises, praising things that he thinks are good.

Gan Hong smiled slightly, showing a small tiger tooth, "Thank you."

…

…

In the same city, the airport.

In the first class cabin of a Chinese flight that had just arrived at the port.

A young man in a casual suit glanced at the woman sitting next to her. His immediate boss was the third young lady of the Zhong family, Zhong Luoyue, who had huge power in China and whose family was deeply entangled in all walks of life.

His name is Ajie, and he is the disciple of Tu Shenyi, the God of Gamblers. He is a close disciple of the God of Gamblers. He started to travel in the world five years ago. People in the industry later gave him a nickname: the Little God of Gamblers.

More than a year ago, Ajie played for Zhong Luoyue, and after winning that important game, he stayed with Zhong Luoyun's Sijiji Group.

He liked the woman next to him, no doubt, but he knew that no matter how successful he was at the gambling table, he would never be able to get his hands on this woman.

"Les Miserables...is this book good to read?" Ajie looked at Zhong Luoyue's profile.

The weather in South America is not as good as that in China at this time, so Zhong Luoyue is dressed quite cool. Hearing this, she closed the cover book in her hand and said calmly: "It's nothing, it's just that one of my brothers likes to read this book recently, so I'll take a look. Whether it's good or not depends on the person."

Ajie shrugged. In addition to being a master of gambling, he is also a prodigal son of flowers. "I still think you are more beautiful, so I gave it to you."

Ajie slowly opened his palm and folded a rose out of a tissue from the plane meal delivery.

Zhong Luoyue took it calmly, "Thank you...here we are, let's get off the plane."

As she spoke, she left her seat and casually inserted the rose folded from a paper towel into the water glass.

I heard that paper towels are one of the most absorbent materials, but in an instant, this paper rose melted into the cold water.

Ajie paused for a moment, straightened his clothes, and then stood up... He glanced out the window and saw the endless apron as far as the eye could see. He had been in this city before.

In fact, every year during the Chinese New Year, he would come back here to find Tu Shenyi and have a New Year meal with him.

Ajie was an orphan, and the God of Gamblers Tu Shenyi was not only his master, but also his relative... He didn't know if it was right for him to bring Zhong Luoyue this time.

He just wanted his master to see this woman.

"Is there anything else?" At the exit, Zhong Luoyue stopped and turned around, "If not, just leave quickly. This is the Song family's territory. Don't stay at the airport for too long."

Ajie quickly followed up and said beside Zhong Luoyue: "Don't worry, my master will not take action again."

Zhong Luoyue said: "There are no absolutes in this world, only probabilities."

Ajie said: "It doesn't matter, even if Miss Song can really impress my master, I will make good things turn into bad things. Outsiders don't know my master's temper. If we just rely on some rumors in the world, If you just want to get close to my master and please him, I'm afraid it will be self-defeating."

"Let's go." Zhong Luoyue just nodded. She raised her head and glanced at the sky. It was cloudy but sultry.

"It's probably going to rain. It rains a lot on the beach, so it's normal." Ajie said casually.

"It's better to be cooler." Zhong Luoyue walked out of the cabin door and quickly got into the car that had been prepared and parked outside the airport.

…

At this time, not long after the two black private cars drove out of the airport, several more cars quickly approached on the highway.

These private cars are all men dressed in black. They all have earphones in their ears and are communicating in real time.

"The target is about to exit the highway intersection, prepare to intercept. Miss Sakura said that no one can drive out of the suburbs under any circumstances. If you fail, get out!"

"Received! Received! I didn't have time to give the guest a gift!"

So, when the two private cars driving out of the airport had just passed the toll station and were about to drive into the city, several private cars that had been following them suddenly came up the road.

"The other party has accelerated, it seems that they have discovered it!"

"Hey! It's a piece of cake!"

In the streets, a high-speed chase was suddenly staged... but many pedestrians had become accustomed to it. Some even took out their mobile phones and started filming.

Suddenly, a loud gunshot rang out in the street. A escaping private car in front had its tires shot out, and lost control and crashed into a light pole on the side of the road.

The vehicle behind it also crashed into it because it failed to brake in time.

At this time, several cars behind them stopped quickly, and several men in black suits got out of the cars. They quickly came to the two crashed cars and started looking through them.

They quickly pulled everyone out of the car, but they could not find the person they were looking for. A man in a black suit changed his face slightly at this time: "No, I fell into a trap!"

He kicked the crashed private car in an aura, and picked up the phone bravely, "I'm sorry, Miss Ying, we lost someone..."

…

A blue Porsche was driving quickly on the street paved with small bricks.

The person driving the car was Ajie. At this time, he clicked on his Bluetooth headset, and then quickly said to Zhong Luoyue next to him: "Miss Third, your people have already said goodbye."

"It doesn't matter, as long as we can get there." Zhong Luoyue said calmly: "Are you familiar with this place?"

Ajie said: "I have always lived here from the age of thirteen to nineteen. Although the Song family is such an emperor, the emperor will not go to the sewers to look for rats... Don't worry, he will only arrive early, You won’t be late.”

"Yeah." Zhong Luoyue slowly closed her eyes and began to rest her mind.

Even though it was daytime, she came from China, spanning half the world, and jet lag naturally existed. She had almost no rest for a day and a night.