Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 18: Clown with black stick

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Soon after, You Ye brought Luo Qiu the mask he needed.

These three masks are naturally left over after the predecessor entered the warehouse—the next step is the difficult choice.

At first, it was only used to cover his face and conceal his identity in future transactions. But after these three masks were brought out, each one was quite exquisite.

Luo Qiu picked up one of the sides, and carefully touched the decoration on it - this is undoubtedly a Venetian mask, and it is a half-faced 'auta', and the shape is also extremely gorgeous. Luo Qiu subconsciously took it.

A kind of veneering feeling opened up, but it disappeared quickly, and in the end it seemed to be completely integrated with my own skin. Not only did it not have the slightest dull feeling, even the weight of the face itself seemed to be unbearable.

- Mask of Falsehood: Invisibility after wearing it.

Such a piece of information suddenly flowed into Luo Qiu's mind. He looked at You Ye curiously and said, "Can you see me now?"

"Not visually." You Ye said indifferently: "But You Ye can feel the presence of the master."

Luo Qiu was stunned for a while, but took a mirror to observe, and found that the self in the mirror had disappeared. After fiddling with it for a while, he took off the 'auta'.

Although it's a bit of a shame to be invisible...but it doesn't seem to be useful. He just wanted to keep the guests from knowing his identity, rather than directly making himself invisible.

But as a gadget, it seems to be good.

Luo Qiu lifted the second mask. A pulp mask. Although made of pulp, the hardening technique is okay. Golden eyes on a white background, split lips painted with red paint... It's actually a Japanese-style fox mask.

Luo Qiu also tried wearing it.

—The face of Inari God, you can pray for a good harvest.

Hmm... Might be useful in places where ancient or modern farming techniques are poor. Then this Japanese-style fox mask doesn't match the dress You Ye made for Luo Qiu at all, so it's still useless.

He had no choice but to lift the third mask—a clown mask.

There was no discomfort after wearing it, and the information about this clown mask also flowed into his mind just like after wearing the previous measurement mask.

—A real clown with the ability to see through all magic.

The so-called magic here is the performance of deceiving vision through special techniques and props, not the magic technique used by supernatural abilities.

"Fortunately, it's a white-faced clown. If it's a pretty face, hehe." Luo Qiu entertained himself and said, "The boss that no guest wants to come in and see is Uncle Mai's, right?"

You Ye obviously didn't understand, so he didn't comment.

"That's it. Although the ability is still useless, but with this combination, it is barely better than the other two." Luo Qiu stood up.

He doesn't look funny right now in his clown mask. On the contrary, because of the costumes chosen by the maid doll, Luo Qiu wearing the clown mask has a cynical and mysterious feeling... but it seems to be a bit lacking.

Luo Qiu looked left and right in front of the full-length mirror, trying to find out what was wrong. At this moment, You Ye brought a certain top hat, a black cane and a set of white gloves from the cloakroom.

Luo Qiu put on his top hat and gloves, and waved his stick casually in his hand, feeling pretty good.

"Well, just call me Mr. Clown from now on." Luo Qiu said with a playful smile, "It seems to be a good feeling to have a clown in this place where desires are traded."

"Master, as long as you are happy."

Luo Qiu originally planned to complain, but at this moment the wind chimes in the club lobby rang.

He just got a new dress, and there will be guests soon, so he really dozed off and came to the pillow... Luo Qiu muttered, and walked downstairs.

What I saw was a young man standing at the entrance with a little nervousness, and he didn't choose to walk in directly, but observed the surrounding young man.

He said he was a young man, but Luo Qiu reckoned that this person was probably several years older than himself.

It is easy to see a person's nature and bearing from his behavior... This is a well-educated rich man, or a successful person like a social elite

"Welcome. This is the Tesla Buyers Club. May I help you... Dear guest."

Holding the cane behind his back with both hands, Luo Qiu walked down the stairs step by step, and further observed the young man's reaction.

"You are?" But the young man was very careful not to take a step further, and he still stood at the door with a more alert look.

"Me?" Luo Qiu was going to smile...but then realized that they were all wearing a mask anyway, so he simply said indifferently: "I am the owner of the club, you can call me the boss, or you can call me...Mr. Clown."

Rocky walked up to the young man and 'smelled' a familiar smell... the smell of black cards.

Well, this is already the third time the deal has come to your door. Except that Pian Chuan crashed in by herself, including this, they are all holders of black cards.

How many black cards did the club sell out before? Luo Qiu couldn't help muttering again, but he didn't stop talking with the guest: "Aren't the guests planning to come in?"

"Here, can any wish of a person be fulfilled?" The young man asked with a frown.

Luo Qiu snapped his fingers suddenly, then opened his palm, and a black card floated on his palm, only to hear him say with a smile at this moment: "Since the guest came with a card, You should have confidence here."

The young man touched his chest subconsciously, and even opened his suit. Looking at the inner pocket, he found that the black card hidden here had disappeared.

He took a deep breath, calmed down quickly, and said in a deep voice, "Hello, Mr. Clown. My name is Zhong Luochen. I really intend to do a business with you this time."

You can't neglect the guests when you come to business. Luo Qiu politely stepped forward and made an invitation gesture, and said happily: "You Ye, greet the guests."

It is the most natural thing to be sweating profusely on a hot day, but if you are still sweating profusely in an air-conditioned room that is turned on at 18 degrees, then... of course it is because of some intense activities.

Cheng Yun lit a cigarette, and looked contentedly at the woman lying on the bed exuding a coquettish aura.

This is an intellectual of Gu Yuezhai.

I don't have any background, but I am pretty, smart, and want to climb up, so I chose the fastest and most effective method.

Cheng Yun knew what this woman wanted—because he knew exactly what a woman wanted, so he had already settled for Miss Zhike before his boss had settled for Zhang Qingrui.

Of course, although someone like this Zhike is still good, there is no way to compare it with Zhang Qingrui, who is the top choice in terms of family status and academic ability.

But Cheng Yun has self-knowledge, he knows what kind of woman he can do as he pleases, and what kind of woman he has no way to get his hands on right now.

"Why are you so free this time, don't you need to follow your young boss?" Miss Zhike looked at Chengyun with a charming smile.

Cheng Yun was also wondering about this matter. After leaving Gu Yue Zhai in the morning, Zhong Luochen hurriedly went to Gu Yue Zhai again in the afternoon. After that, Zhong Luochen sent him away, and he didn't know where he went alone.

Ever since he came to this city, Cheng Yun had been working hard at work, but now he was dismissed. He even wondered if Zhong Luochen suddenly ignored him because of what the old woman said during the day.

Damn it, it can't go on like this, otherwise all the hard-earned things will be wasted.

For example, this woman is very scheming, if she knows that she is incompetent, she will probably turn her face and deny anyone immediately.

Although he is such a scheming guy, his kung fu is really good, and he wants to continue playing for a few more days—the most important thing is that he still wants to stay by Zhong Luochen's side and gain more trust. The status over there will be higher.

"During the day, I saw that Miss Zhang of your family seems to have personally invited two people to the collection room. I don't know why?"

The woman knew that Cheng Yun had always been very concerned about Zhang Qingrui's affairs, and she knew even more that he was trying to please his boss. But it doesn't matter, as long as this man can give him what he wants. Therefore, she did not hesitate to tell Cheng Yun what she knew about Zhang Qingrui's preferences.

"That woman is the deputy editor of a local newspaper, and she has been here twice before." The woman recalled: "It was the eldest lady I met at that time. As for the other man, I don't know. He was brought by Ren Ziling." , but it looks very close, maybe a good friend or a relative's younger brother."

Cheng Yun took a deep puff of smoke, and slowly sprayed: "A small deputy editor-in-chief of a newspaper? Hmm..."