Trafford's Trading Club

Translator: AlfredoPoutineSoup Editor: DesTheSloth

Selling anything meant the boss could be purchased.

Nothing was wrong.

In fact, Boss Luo bought the club from the former boss without rhyme or reason.

But the former boss didn’t touch Boss Luo’s chin.

“Why are you silent?” Nero became unbridled, “Or you mean, when it turns to yourself, you’ll make excuses to refuse it?”

“No.”

Boss Luo shook his head, “I’m just thinking about the plan of purchasing me that I can provide to Ms. Nero.”

Nero gaped, and said unconsciously, “What? You mean there are many ways to do the deal?”

“Because you didn’t say clearly how long will you buy me… a temporary or a permanent deal.” Luo Qiu said indifferently, “Since our customer didn’t instruct it, we have to take into account all potential plans.”

Nero frowned… to purchase the boss was not her desire, but just a joke—of course, she wanted to see the look when the boss turned angry.

She didn’t know the background or the supporter behind this mysterious cub… so she wanted to test the limits of it.

But hearing the serious tone from the boss, her thoughts were thrown into disorder.

Both the boss and the servant girl gave off a weird aura.

“Are there many plans?” Nero both hands held Luo Qiu’s face, and felt his aura, “Introduce all those to me. We have time.”

“It’s a waste of time to introduce one by one.”

A hint of light flashed across Luo Qiu’s eyes… the light went into Nero’s eyes, which shocked her and made her quiver… She felt something sneaking in and hiding somewhere in her body. It hid deeper than her thoughts… stopping, and suddenly disappearing.

She didn’t know or distinguish if it happened ever because a lot of information had been delivered into her brain. About the price of purchasing him, from one second to one hour. Not only that, but it even included how much transaction fee she needed to add if she purchased value-added services.

In other words, the boss listed all prices apart due to a different period of time she needed to buy him, and sent the information package into Nero’s brain.

The few seconds was challenging the limits of a human’s brain to deal with information.

Now, with the headache, Nero had no time to seduce the boss; she could not help but grasp her hair, and hum painfully, “St…stop! Stop…”

“Customer, I’m helping you.” Luo Qiu said indifferently, “Clear prices are good for customers, aren’t they? Let alone they’re just the prices for less than 3 years…”

“I won’t buy you! I won’t buy you! Stop!! Stop!”

Nero felt her head was about to explode.

So, after a finger snap from the boss, everything became right.

Nero collapsed on the table, panting air with legs opened… Within the short time, she was sweating all over.

After a long time, Nero felt better and the dizzying sense had faded gradually but she was still exhausted… spiritually.

She didn’t even have the power to move her fingers; she was just laying on the table, in front of a strange man.

“You’re so mean, you can just tell me one price.” Nero shook her head, “Or tell me the permanent price. If all prices are temporary, what’s the difference between it and renting you?”

With that, Nero threw out the bag with ‘coins’ quickly, as she was afraid of experiencing the frightening moment again.

“Send me to Jeju Island… and bring me back after 2 weeks. Is it enough for a round trip? If not, then I can walk back myself… if it’s too much, put it on you for now, and I’ll come to get it later.”

“You want to go now?”

“As fast as you can!”

“As you wish, dear customer.”

Boss Luo stood up; as he waved a hand, the sweaty woman disappeared… Only her sweat still remained on the table.

You Ye cleaned it swiftly. The fast speed surprised Luo Qiu.

“Well, the customer wanted me to send her to Jeju Island, but did not give an exact place. If she fell into some weird place, that will not be a mistake right?”

The sentence was suddenly blurted out from the boss.

The servant girl slowed down her actions of wiping the table.

Luo Qiu had never seen any anger from You Ye’s face… but the slight actions told him that she did own those emotions.

Of course, the angry expression was too vague to be found by herself.

“Master, judging by Ms. Nero’s behavior, she will be a real repeated customer.” You Ye said while collecting the small bag from Nero.

‘Buying the information of Kuck, asking the accurate time for Kuck to get his memory, and even purchasing the delivery to Jeju Island… Listening to You Ye’s analyzing, Boss Luo thought that he was like an NPC businessman in a computer game, and provided online players with services on the world.

“It proves that Ms. Nero knows how to play the game.”

Luo Qiu smiled faintly, then closed his eyes… and waited for the other pair of eyes to open.

Because boss had sowed a seed in Nero’s body and he didn’t think this behavior had been found by the club. Or if it was found out, the club ignored this action.

…

On the other side, another pair of eyes opened.

When she opened eyes, Nero found the situation was terrible, but she didn’t care about that.

Nero put a gum into her mouth—waiting for the fishing boat was always boring.

She was not sitting on a rock, and estimated the distance to the bank… It was about 4-5 sea miles.

…

…

At night, Cheese couldn’t fall asleep… but all his brothers and sisters slept well.

Cheese felt the knocking sounds from the huge gymnasium was probably the reason that prevented him from falling asleep.

‘I heard a grand TV program or a concert will be held several days later?’

The little mouse monster was busy trying to make a living and had no time to care about the human world… but he could not bear the noise at night!

So Cheese went out and climbed onto the top of the old house. He took out the whistle, and blew it gently.

Soon after, a figure climbed up, and approached him from the other side.

It was Iron Whistle.

Its four legs pressed the ground, its tail waving, looking well-behaved and obedient.

Cheese patted Iron Whistle’s head, then looked at the light in the gymnasium. He smiled, “Iron Whistle! Let’s go there to play OK? Those guys interrupted my sleep… let’s go play tricks on them!”

Iron Whistle just rubbed its head on Cheese’s body, it seemed that it agreed.

Cheese then climbed on Iron Whistle’s back.

Iron Whistle jumped down from the top—but it didn’t fall down; rather, two pairs of wings emerged from both sides of its back.

Flip-flop, flip-flop.