Luo Qiu habitually observed his first guest.
With a bit of dusty look, although the eyes try to keep the basic politeness of not squinting, but you can still feel uneasy, wearing a black suit but no tie, and the collar button is not buttoned.
In addition, the suit looks a little wrinkled, there is a faintly visible stubble on the face, and some bloodshot eyes are obviously due to not having a good rest.
Generally speaking, this guest gave Luo Qiu the feeling that he didn't sleep well or simply didn't sleep all night, and he was in a very troubled state.
In addition, the accent is local.
Hmm... That's about all I can know for the time being, Luo Qiu secretly nodded in his heart. And then... there is no more.
—Let's take a look at the environment on site.
The fact that the guest came in with the club's voucher in his hand obviously showed how much he knew about the 'Trafford Buyers Club'.
Then, as the new boss, Luo Qiu kept silent after looking at him without saying a word... He didn't know what he should do next.
Should... Greet guests? But how should I greet you? Like the previous boss, come on stage handsomely? The problem is that he is already sitting when people come in... Or introduce things here, say something that no one else has heard to improve his style? But apart from the pair of 'Crimson Moons' that he has a little awareness of, other things can only be hehe.
So, talking about the 'Crimson Moon' with someone in this grade who is more than a circle older than me is actually a topic of trickery
This is so fucking embarrassing.
He didn't know what to do next... But he was still waiting, looking at Luo Qiu anxiously, which made him feel even more awkward.
"Do you... do you want anything?"
After deliberating for a long time, Luo Qiu finally broke the silence first.
"You are..." the middle-aged man said suspiciously.
"This is the owner of the club. Guest, please sit down." You Ye said suddenly.
Although it is just a puppet, it is an impeccable puppet no matter which aspect it is, and it even knows how to solve problems for its master. At this moment, Luo Qiu even felt that the most useless thing left by the former boss was the boring manual, and the most useful thing was obviously You Ye, a capable maid.
It's a pity that it's just a doll, it's just a doll, it's a doll.
You Ye led the restless middle-aged man to the reception area and sat down... In fact, it was just a round table near the window.
After the guests sat down, You Ye came to Luo Qiu's side, and said softly: "The master only needs to listen to the needs of the guests, and then evaluate whether it is worth buying or selling. If you feel that the transaction money offered by the other party is not enough, there is no point in refusing it." relation."
It can be regarded as a reminder, such a caring maid doll.
Luo Qiu nodded, he would be nervous like an ordinary person, but he would not show it too much. Probably because of his personality, Luo Qiu calmly walked up to the middle-aged man and sat down.
"You...are you really the owner of this club?" The middle-aged man looked Luo Qiu up and down.
"Is it strange?" Luo Qiu asked back.
The middle-aged man shook his head quickly, as if he was afraid of causing discomfort, and explained: "No, no, no... It's just, it's just different from what I imagined."
Luo Qiu has always been very curious, so he immediately asked: "Then what exactly is it like in your imagination?"
The middle-aged man said: "I have heard the legend of this club from my grandparents. Even if I tell my grandfather, I don't know how long this club existed."
Speaking of this, the middle-aged man looked at Luo Qiu and said: "According to my grandfather, he has bought things here three times in his life. The boss looks the same every time he meets... But it seems that he is not a young man."
"Let's talk about what this gentleman needs." Luo Qiu said lightly.
He hoped to leave some mysterious feeling to the other party... In fact, he didn't feel whether doing so would be of any help to the next transaction. It was simply because he felt that the previous boss also gave him such a mysterious feeling, and it seemed that he should learn a lesson.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man hastily put the black card he was holding on to on the table.
He should have attached great importance to this card, because since he entered the store, he has always held it with both hands, "This, this! I, I want to buy back my factory!"
So the middle-aged man began to tell his own story.
The middle-aged man is called Jin Zifu, and his family has run a large machine tool factory for several generations, and he is still well-known in this city—of course, for Luo Qiu who doesn't care much about the business circle, he is indeed the number one Heard this name for the first time.
Recently, there has been a crisis in Jin Zifu's factory, that is, the factory has unknowingly no longer belonged to him, but has become the property of his son-in-law.
It turned out that in recent years, his son-in-law would occasionally ask him to sign some documents. At that time, because of trust, he didn't pay much attention to it. When he realized it, the factory had changed hands, and more importantly, even his property had changed It became owned by the son-in-law.
His daughter died in a car accident a few years ago, but his son-in-law has never remarried. He works hard in the factory every day, and acts as a father and mother with a one-year-old child.
It was because of this that Jin Zifu trusted his son-in-law more and more, and it was also because of this that he unknowingly lost everything about himself.
"Ziqian, he... no, that bastard, actually planned to demolish the factory, and planned to use the land of the factory to cooperate with the developer to build a large luxury residential area! Workers can only get a small amount of severance pay! How many families! They have some Having spent half my life in my factory... I will never allow this to happen!"
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Looking at the cards on the table, they are completely black, and one of them has a golden mark engraved on one side. If I remember correctly, the appearance of this mark is 70% similar to the outline of the altar on the third floor below here.
But... Do you want to use this card as trading gold
Luo Qiu, who had no idea about this card, still felt awkward again...
"We already know what you want, sir."
You Ye came out holding the exquisite teacup and teapot at this moment, put down the tray, reached out to pick up the card, and said with a smile: "There is only one coat of arms left, and it will disappear after this transaction is completed. According to the rules , you will enjoy a 10% discount on the transaction fee... Are you sure you want to make a transaction? If you are sure, please tell me the transaction fee you think is appropriate. Of course, whether the transaction fee is appropriate or not will ultimately be judged by our boss."
Youye is great!
"I... I know the rules." Jin Zifu took a deep breath and said, "Before my grandfather died, he told me the rules."
Speaking of this, Jin Zifu fell silent immediately, Luo Qiu could see clearly that he was determined to come to this place, but he did not make up his mind to completely complete this transaction.
"Use me... the remaining half of my lifespan." In the end, Jin Zifu said something that surprised Luo Qiu.
After roughly reading the so-called owner's manual, Luo Qiu still has no idea about the operation of the club. Everything is very novel... and then from touching the altar, it feels mysterious.
life
He forced himself to be a spectator, wanting to see how You Ye dealt with the middle-aged man, to see this absurd yet realistic scene.
"I understand." You Ye nodded at this time: "For human beings, lifespan is one of the most precious transaction gold. Please wait a moment, and please close your eyes, guest."
You Ye suddenly stretched out a finger at this moment, and lightly touched Jin Zifu's forehead.
Not long after, You Ye withdrew his arm and put it on again... In fact, he always wore the black gloves.
"Sir, based on your physical condition, it is estimated that your remaining life expectancy is thirty-seven years. Half of your life expectancy is eighteen years and six months."
"Eighteen years..." Jin Zifu flashed a look of fear seriously, but he gritted his teeth: "Eighteen years is eighteen years. I can't let the employees who follow me suffer with me. They have a family of young and old. If there is no such factory... I have decided to exchange my eighteen years and six months for my factory!"
"I'm sorry, sir. Whether the transaction is completed or not, the boss still needs to decide whether the transaction fee you paid is appropriate."
"This this… "
Seeing Jin Zifu start to look at him anxiously again, Luo Qiu goddamn began to feel embarrassed again...
Evaluation, how to evaluate
"Perhaps our boss still needs some time to think about it." You Ye smiled and said, "Guest, you can go back first. If there is any news, the card in your hand will give you instructions... Then, welcome to 'Traft' Buyers' Club'."
You Ye is really great...
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S: Please collect it.