Trafford’s Trading Club

381. 381 chapter dust seal

Chapter 381 dust seal

I don’t know when Luo Qiu’s bowl of sliced ​​noodles from the street side noodle restaurant has been eaten up.

Old Feng has probably been immersed in the taste of memories.

Whether it is the taste of this bowl of sliced ​​noodles, it is the taste of the story in his mouth.

The city’s lanterns have long been like dominoes. From the beginning one or two, it has evolved into the light of the whole city.

Old Feng almost finished talking about him and the woman who brought the clothes to the children. He drank the last drop of the soup in the bale bowl.

Then I calmed down.

Finally, I said: “Later, that is, the day I caught me, it was the day when the wife’s clothes were finished. Interestingly, I only saw the police officer twice before and after. For the first time, he accompanied him. The wife came up. The second time, the day of receiving the goods, that is, the day I caught me.”

Luo Qiu has gradually pulled out of the story of Old Feng’s mouth… the bits and pieces of the elderly mouth are enough for him to repeat these pictures in the living room of this old house.

“Do you think that the police officer at the time, even the first time I saw you, was it doubting you?”

Old Feng smiled and shook his head: “Who knows? Maybe you are right, maybe he has already discovered it, just to let me finish this dress. Or maybe he discovered it unintentionally, so he investigated the evidence. It took only the results to act, just happened to meet the day of completion… no matter what it is for, as far as I’m concerned, after all, it is good.”

Luo Qiu nodded thoughtfully.

But Old Feng is still unfinished: “Because, ah, I am a sinner after all, these extra time, as far as I’m concerned is already a gift…”

It is not like today’s whole-heartedly, wholeheartedly complete the phoenix skirt on hand, but the ordinary order, the natural construction period is longer.

Naturally, for a longer period of time, staying in this old house, the days of father and daughter will be longer.

……

Old Feng took off his glasses, rubbed his nose, and then put it on again. “Speaking, this photo was not posted by me. That day, I said, can you let me finish my work before I leave? The police officer allowed, and he took the picture.”

Old Feng sighed and looked complicated: “I think this should be the police officer. After I rushed to the sun, I quietly returned here and posted it. He never mentioned this to me. It’s also a weird person.”

“Always…no?” Luo Qiu whispered.

“This police officer will occasionally come to the prison to meet me.” Old Feng casually said: “It’s not long before you get caught. It will come three or two times a year. Then it will come once a year. … well, in recent years, I have never been here.”

Old Feng smiled and looked at the Club’s boss. “Probably forget it. If it wasn’t a blind date, who can remember who’s been a lifetime? This kind of thing, like you… well, how to say, special The existence of it should be better than I know. I wonder, time should not be of much significance to you. You may see thousands of times more than what I have encountered.”

“He didn’t forget you.” Luo Qiu said coldly.

Old Feng groaned and seemed to want to know the answer.

“It’s not early, elderly, I won’t bother you.” Luo Qiu at this time stood up. “I like the story you said. I have time to listen to the stories of other customers… … Of course, I will also give you some food. I think elderly should always forget this kind of thing.”

As he said, Old Feng saw a big living person with his own eyes, gradually faded out from his front, and disappeared.

Old Feng looked at the packaged box that had been eaten by himself. I thought that the boss of this shop could come in without knocking on the door… Anyway, you can leave like this, and you can do this.

“It’s also a weird guy.”

Old Feng shook his head, patted his face and got up. The outside is getting late, but his work has only just begun.

He picked up the needlework again and embroidered it with a needle and a thread.

For more than a decade, he has not been so calm.

……

Before leaving the home of Old Feng, Luo Qiu did not go far, but returned to the noodle restaurant in this old street, playing two bowls of sleded noodles to really leave.

Did not return to the Club, he returned to his home.

Ren Ziling didn’t return long after he came back, as usual, and returned like a dog.

“Hey, eat sliced ​​noodles tonight?”

Boss Luo poured some vinegar out and didn’t take care of the woman.

The two did not speak when they ate.

It’s just such a face. I don’t know his father and his mother. In those days of those years, did you have a taste when you passed by?

If you have tasted it, what will it taste like.

I want to come, it should be the taste of the moment.

……

……

The Club recently had an old trading process waiting for the transaction to be completed, and an investor who was being taken over by Black Soul Envoy Black Soul on the 18th.

The boss did not say which side he was biased.

“I don’t know if the owner personally came, his subordinates, his subordinates…” Black Soul No. 18 time, didn’t expect how to say something.

Because she has never encountered such a situation.

The last boss, rarely will take the club’s door – at least, she did not personally meet the previous boss will appear in her work site.

“I heard You Ye say, you seem to have encountered a little obstacle, right?” Luo Qiu waved his hand. “No need to be cautious, just talk.”

Even though it is said, Black Soul Envoy dare to be rude to the boss of the Club… Throughout this countless years, those guys who dare to have rude to the boss are probably not found in the grave now?

There is only one Black Soul Envoy, dare to make some doubtful voices in front of the boss, and occasionally bump one or two sentences. But even then, that person still can’t resist boss…

“Yes, the subordinates have encountered some minor troubles, and they can solve them themselves.” Black Soul nodded on the 18th: “But after the subordinates think, as Black Soul Envoy, there should be no embarrassment.” The main talent is right, so I went back and told you Miss You Ye. Didn’t expect, I really alarmed the owner.”

Black Soul seems to be eager to express something on the 18th: “The owner please rest assured! The other party wants to be a half-magic magician who doesn’t know where to learn some magecraft. The next person can naturally cope.”

Black Soul The magician in the mouth of the 18th is naturally not the kind of simple performance system that changes from the hat to the flower, but the visual system that really comes with special effects.

Luo Qiu asked curiously: “How do you know that the other party is a half-hanger?”

Black Soul said on the 18th: “Because on his body, he did not see the etiquette that magician should have. The magician of the orthodox inheritance, like the nobility, can see the temperament of the body at a glance. And he… ”

Black Soul shook his head on the 18th: “…there is no trace of orthodox education at all. So it is speculated that he may not know where to get the magician inheritance, and he ponders it. And, usually, Only these amateurs can appear in such a situation that they do not care about secular regulations and mess in ordinary people’s society. However, there is a magician of orthodox education, they are disdainful to do such things. Of course, it is not excluded from the orthodoxy. Among them, there will be some psychologically distorted guys… but after all, it’s very few, and even if it’s evil, these orthodox guys won’t lose their grace. So above, you can know that this person is An amateur.”

“You have more experience than me in this area. I believe your guess for the time being.” Luo Qiu nodded.

Black Soul No. 18 is a flattering feeling… Boss is omniscient.

But she didn’t know that the boss was a curiosity about things, but it was a non-necessary one, preferring to step by step and not be willing to know directly and lead to loss of fun… Well, the guy who was flustered.

Originally, Luo Qiu was a good boy who had a good family.

Obviously, as long as you can ask the next two sentences, you have to go to the sacrificial altar.

“Tell me about this guy, Miss Zhao Ru.”

Black Soul nodded on the 18th. “Master, this investor has a very serious anti-social personality…”

……

Listening to the black Soul Envoy’s martyrdom, Boss Luo did not stop his eyes.

In the alley where Zhao Ru was living, Boss Luo watched as she was just sitting alone in the ‘house’ of the cardboard box.

Alley itself is dim, and the inside of the box room is naturally dark, and she sits on her knees and bury her eyes in her arms and knees, which is even darker.

(End of this chapter)