Trafford's Trading Club

The dark black SUV drove to one of the urban villages in the city. Little Lu gave this address to Zhu Maolin.

She had a father addicted to gambling in the family. Since she lived frugally, it made sense for her to live in such a humble place.

Only then did Zhu Maolin think of an interesting thing. The bus schedule was written on the bus stop sign. In other words, it would be apparent at first glance that no bus would be coming. No one would wait there, sillily.

But when he discovered Little Lu, what was she doing?

She was trotting and jumping around the bus stop, seeming to be doing some warm-up exercises. She might really plan to spend the whole night like this.

In fact, before Little Lu left the advertising agency, she could mention her difficulty of not getting a bus. No matter how bad it could turn out, she could still request some money from Zhu Maolin for the taxi fares. No one would mind that one hundred and dozens of dollars, but she chose this most stupid method.

Such a girl came out of a fairy tale, right?

The complicated advertising circle had quietly changed Zhu Maolin’s perception after a long time.

Of course, there was no right or wrong to this change. This change was necessary for him to continue his life. Therefore, he had habitually thought that a woman who approached him must have a hidden agenda. Little Lu’s emergence seemed to have brought some surprise different from the past.

Zhu Maolin also remembered another point of view. When men were younger, they would yearn for women who were more mature than them. But, when a man became more mature, they preferred their partner to be more innocent, untainted from society.

“Have you lived here since you were young?” The car slowly stopped downstairs of a four-story old building. The street lights were dim yellow. It felt like electricity was insufficient or the light bulbs were too old.

Several insects were surrounding the light.

Little Lu shook her head, presumably answering Zhu Maolin’s question. She quickly got off the car, as if she didn’t want to add any further trouble to Zhu Maolin. She quickly apologized, “Thank you.”

Zhu Maolin shook his head and said calmly, “Just take it as I’m investing my resources. Good advertising models are hard to find… It’s fine. You got some talents. There should be more future opportunities ahead. Just a.s.sume that I am investing in social capital.”

Little Lu was taken aback. Zhu Maolin’s rhetoric was a little beyond her antic.i.p.ation, whether it was as ‘Little Lu’ or herself.

“Is this how you become after entering society for a long time?” Little Lu looked at Zhu Maolin with a complicated expression, “The so-called maturity?”

“I believe you will mature in the future.” Zhu Maolin smiled lightly. He then probed out his head from the car window and looked at the old building above his head, “Aren’t you going up? Since we’re here, I’m going to see you off.”

Little Lu waved her hand hastily and walked up the stairs with no security. Worse still, the lights in the corridor operated under a manual switch.

Zhu Maolin also quietly drove away from this place.

Returning to the gloomy old house’s roof, a pair of cold eyes hidden in black robes watched Zhu Maolin leaving this place.

“He still seems boring?” Dazhe’s voice sounded abruptly.

At this time, Number 18 suddenly turned around, looked at Dazhe, and said casually, “How is your disguise ability going?”

“Why do you suddenly ask about this?” asked Dazhe subconsciously.

Number 18 said calmly, “Little Lu needs a terrible father, and you just played your role well.”

“Sister! Do you still plan to continue!?” said Dazhe incredulously. He felt that this didn’t seem to be a beginner training at all. It simply showed that Number 18 was inexplicably stubborn.

He didn’t believe that a dignified Black Soul Messenger, who had lived for so many years, had to use such a c.u.mbersome and inefficient method. Isn’t this too low?

“Do you have an opinion? In that case, I will think of another way. Anyway, you have no obligation to follow my order,” said Number 18 calmly.

Dazhe shook his head, “I didn’t mean that. As I said, I am not a good person at first. I will not blindly resist some so-called methods. I am just wondering – Isn’t it better for us to investigate everything about this investor thoroughly? We can make better judgments after learning more about him.”

Dazhe imagined that Number 18 must be capable of understanding what he meant. As for Number 18 not mentioning this matter, it was most probably she boasted too much beforehand. Right now, she didn’t have any way to conclude it beautifully. Hence, he decided to raise it.

Number 18 took a deep look at Dazhe, then nodded suddenly, “It’s okay. The data collection work is considered one of our duties. This time, I left investigating everything behind Zhu Maolin to you. Just treat it as a practice. Of course, I won’t let you work in vain. If this sale can be made, I will offer to give you credit.”

So, she isn’t going to take this opportunity to dismiss previous statements. Dazhe smiled slightly and said calmly, “Let’s talk about this matter later. I will think about where I should start the investigation.”

With that, Dazhe left in the form of a nebula cl.u.s.ter. Number 18 was slightly startled. It was obvious that he was just a newcomer who couldn’t do well in flying. Now, he could perform nebulization so skillfully.

“How much practice did he do secretly?”

Her view of Dazhe had quietly changed. Surprisingly, Dazhe was a Black Soul Messenger who could get along with each other in a normal way.

“But, what the h.e.l.l is going on with this Zhu Maolin.” Number 18 could clearly feel this man was tempted for a moment. But in just a moment, he became firm again.

If he loved his wife deeply, this situation could be explained. But, he and his wife were interacting in that weird manner.

As Dazhe said, there was a need for a thorough investigation. Number 18 was silent for a while. She subconsciously looked at the hollow night and muttered, “Did the master foresee this situation with the investor and then deliberately a.s.signed it? If this is the case, then …”

Master, is he already looking into the future?

…

At half-past three in the morning, Zhu Maolin finally returned to his residential area.

After dragging his tired body for a day, he quietly washed up and went to bed with his clothes. When he closed his eyes, he suddenly heard a rustling sound.

“Did I wake you up?” Zhu Maolin knew that this was Hou Chen Yuhan.

“I haven’t slept,” said Hou Chen Yuhan softly.

After a long silence, Zhu Maolin said, “Then, you should sleep.”

Unexpectedly, the wife did not turn around but moved her body closer. He felt the warmth after burying herself in the bed for a long time. This kind of warmth was utterly different from the heat of the shower he just took.