Trafford's Trading Club

Li Zi smiled and knocked on the door of Ren Ziling’s office.

Subeditor Ren was hanging a ballpoint pen in between her nose and upper lip at this time. She was looking at the notebook screen with her chin resting upon her hands, and probably worrying about writing ma.n.u.scripts.

“Ah!! I can’t write anymore! Li Zi, let’s go on a creation-oriented tour!”

“But Sister Ren, the boss said that if you don’t hand in the ma.n.u.script today, he will have to deduct your pay this month.” Li Zi blinked.

“What are you doing here!? Have you finished your work!? Is my place where you loaf on the job?” Subeditor Ren suddenly turned tart and mean.

Li Zi mysteriously took out a small box and shook it in front of Ren Ziling.

“What is this?” Ren Ziling asked curiously.

“Medicine.” Li Zi sat down, “Didn’t you say you want it last time in the Golden Week? I asked someone to get some from my hometown.”

Ren Ziling shook her head and said, “Oh… I remembered. But is this medicine too strong? I feel a little scared now that I think of it after Old Ma took it. It is too harmful to health!”

“Sister Ren~” said Li Zi mus.h.i.+ly. “Are you worried about him? Don’t you want to be a grandmother?”

“Go, go!” Ren Ziling waved her hand.

Li Zi smiled and said, “Don’t worry. I have ordered the people in my hometown to reduce the strength of the medicine again. It shouldn’t end up like Officer Ma. Besides, Luo Qiu is still young. It should be fine.”

Ren Ziling was suspicious and stared at Li Zi blinking. She quickly grabbed the small box from Li Zi’s hand in her hand, promptly stuffed it into the drawer, and then continued to speak harshly, “Why are you still sitting here!? Don’t you have to work! Get out!”

Li Zi was stunned when she saw her ability to burn the bridge after crossing it… She was overwhelmed.

“By the way, here is another letter to you.”

“To me?”

Ren Ziling was taken aback and took the white envelope from Li Zi’s hand. She frowned after a glance.

Ren Ziling suddenly took out her mobile phone and was about to dial Luo Qiu’s number after a while. However, she put the phone down again after thinking for a while. She tapped her finger on the table a few times and suddenly said, ” Li Zi, please print me a copy of the absence request form. I may take a few days off.”

“May take a few days off? Sister Ren, what happened?” Li Zi asked curiously.

“Do as I say. How come you have so many questions!?” Ren Ziling urged with a wave of her hand.

…

“The harvest today is quite rich.”

Luo Qiu shook his hands that brought the shopping bag when he just returned to the club entrance. Somehow Boss Luo was always very keen on discount days in supermarkets.

Of course, most of the things he bought back were just ingredients and seasonings.

“Yes.”

You Ye took the lead to push open the two doors made of pine wood in front of the shop while answering master but found that a Black Soul Messenger was waiting in the lobby. Of course, it wouldn’t be Tai Yinzi. He probably still had fun in “Jade Fantasy.”

It was Black Soul Eighteen who was waiting.

“Master, Miss You Ye.” The messenger in a black robe greeted with the harsh voice that could make people startled with gooseb.u.mps.

Luo Qiu nodded, walked to the counter, rolled up his sleeves, and gathered up today’s harvest, “Eighteen, what’s the matter?”

Black Soul Eighteen glanced at the ‘Border Gate’ in the corner of the lobby and said, “I have not returned for a long time. This is too disrespectful to master, so I come back to pay my respect to master today.”

“Really.” Luo Qiu nodded with a smile, “You have been back a long time?”

“For a while.” Black Soul Eighteen nodded.

“Have a seat. Don’t just stand.” Luo Qiu pointed in front of him, “What are you up to lately?”

“I have been following up with a big daddy.” Black Soul Eighteen quickly said, “I believe that the big daddy will become a guest soon. Master, would you like to check the information first?”

Luo Qiu shook his head, cut a slice of fresh lemon, and put it in his mouth. He frowned in the next moment, “Well, it’s too sour. Eighteen, do you like lemons?”

“Master, it’s okay for Black Soul not to eat.” Eighteen shook her head.

Luo Qiu smiled and said, “Then there is less fun. You have to learn from Tai Yinzi for this. He knows how to live.”

“Yes…” Black Soul Eighteen was taken aback and nodded, “I heard that this newcomer had done very well recently.”

“Fair to middling.”

“Master, I want to redeem something this time coming back.” Black Soul Eighteen suddenly said at this time.

“You can find You Ye directly if it’s for Black Soul Redemption. You don’t need to report it to me.” Luo Qiu casually said, “By the way, I plan to cook today. Would you like to stay for a potluck?”

Black Soul Eighteen shook his head, “I will leave immediately after the redemption.”

“Then… see you next time.” Luo Qiu waved his hand.

…

After the Black Soul Eighteen left, the maid returned to master, “Master, Eighteen asked for the information of a kind of writing that has disappeared in ancient Egypt.”

Luo Qiu smiled lightly and said, “I said, you don’t have to report these things to me specifically.”

You Ye said, “Eighteen is a black soul with good performance, but it has been a long time since she turned in White Card.”

Urging and reminding Black Soul Messenger’s job was also one of the maid’s duties, and she even had a rigorous att.i.tude in this regard.

“She may have her plan.” Boss Luo smiled and said, “Anyway, Eighteen has existed longer than you and me. She knows better.”

The maid nodded. She obeyed everything as the master’s wishes… It was only a job to supervise Black Soul, but it was the master here who she needed to serve.

“Don’t talk about it.” Boss Luo waved his hand and filled the salmon bought from the supermarket into the plate. “I will leave it to you next. My cutting skill is not as good as you.”

“Okay.”

…

All the lights were on in the apartment even during the day, but all the curtains were laid down.

An elderly foreign man with a doc.u.ment holding in his hand at this moment paced back and forth in the living room. He frowned while thinking about something.

A young man sat in the middle of the sofa. The appearance of the young man was almost the same as the foreign old man. Of course, it was not due to the blood relations.h.i.+p between them. The reason why they were similar in appearance was that they looked neglectful.

They were w.a.n.g Yuechuan and Professor Cui Fo from Australia, who interpreted the strange book in his hand for him.

At this time, unlike Professor Cui Fo’s brow furrowed, w.a.n.g Yuechuan was staring at the coffee table in front of him intently. A flat, square black cloth was spread on this coffee table.

w.a.n.g Yuechuan took a deep breath at this time and opened the small bottle next to it, which contained some white powder. These powders were made by grinding crystals that could be bought from the market.

w.a.n.g Yuechuan poured the crystal powder from the bottle onto his palm. Next, he squeezed the powder tightly. The powder began to slide from his fist little by little on the black cloth on the coffee table. He drew out a strange pattern with the powder little by little.

In the end, w.a.n.g Yuechuan even took a small saber, cut his finger, and his expression became more focused.

He squeezed his scratched finger, forcefully. The red blood dripped drop by drop to the black cloth.

Then, he chanted something lightly and quickly… It was a magical spell.