MTL - Trafford’s Trading Club-Chapter 3 Business door
Luo Qi habitually observed his first guest.
With a little bit of servant color, although the eyes kept the basic courtesy of not squinting, but also felt uneasy, wearing a black suit but no tie, the button of the neckline was not tied.
In addition, the suit has some wrinkled appearance, and there is a vaguely visible scum on the face. The eyes are filled with some bloodshot eyes obviously because there is no good relationship.
Overall, the guest’s feeling for Luo Qiu is: I didn’t sleep well in one night or simply didn’t sleep, and I was in a state of considerable anxiety.
In addition, the accent is local.
Um... I can only know about it for a while, and Luo Qiu’s heart nodded secretly. Then... there is no more.
- Let's take a look at the environmental situation at the scene.
The arrival of the guest, holding the certificate of the club on hand, clearly shows how much he knows about the situation of Trafalgar's club.
Then, as the new boss, Luo Qiu remained silent after a silent silence. He didn't know what to do next.
Should I...greet the guests? But how should you say hello? Like the boss before learning, handsomely debut? The problem is that when people come in, he is already sitting... or introduce something here, saying something that others have not heard to improve their compulsion? But besides the pair of 'red moons' is a bit of a cognition, other things can only be hesitant.
Therefore, it is actually a topic of a pair of eyes to talk to people who are older than themselves in this grade.
This is what his mother is stunned.
I don’t know what to do next... But people are still waiting, looking at Luo Qiu with a restless look, making him more and more awkward.
"You...do you want anything?"
After brewing for a long time, Luo Qiu finally broke the silence first.
"You are..." The middle-aged man is doubtful.
"This is the boss of the club. Guest, please sit down." Yuki suddenly said.
Although it is only a doll, it is an impeccable doll from that aspect, and even knows how to solve problems for his 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 one was the good night maid.
It is a pity that it is just a doll, just a doll, a doll.
You night led the uneasily middle-aged man to the meeting area to sit down...in fact, it was just a round table near the window.
After the guests sat down, Yuyou walked to Luo Qiu’s side and said softly: “The owner only needs to listen to the needs of the guests and then evaluate whether it is worthwhile to buy or sell. If you feel that the transaction provided by the other party is insufficient, there is no rejection. relationship."
It is a reminder, a good intimate servant.
Luo Qiu nodded, he would be as nervous as ordinary people, but not too much. Probably because of his character, Luo Qiu calmly walked down to the middle-aged man and sat down.
"You... really the boss of this club?" The middle-aged looked up and down Luo Qiu.
“Is it strange?” Luo Qiu asked.
The middle-aged man shook his head in a hurry, as if he was afraid of causing discomfort. He explained: "No, no... just, it is different from what I imagined."
Luo Qiu’s curiosity has always been strong. Now he asks: “What exactly is your imagination?”
Middle-aged humanity: "I have heard the legend of this club from my ancestors. Even telling my grandfather does not know the time of the club."
Said here, the middle-aged man looked at Luo Qiudao: "According to my grandfather, he has bought three things in his life. Every time the boss he saw has not changed... but it does not seem to be a later life."
"Let's talk about what this gentleman needs." Luo Qiu said faintly.
He hopes to leave some mysterious feelings to the other party... In fact, he does not feel that this can help the next transaction, simply because he feels that the former boss is also giving himself such a mysterious feeling, it seems that he should learn a school.
Hearing here, the middle-aged man hurriedly put the black card on his hand on the table.
He should pay great attention to this card, because from the time he entered the store, he has always been holding his hands. "This, this! I, I want to buy my factory!"
Then the middle-aged people began to talk about their own stories.
The middle-aged man is called Jinfu. The family has run a large machine tool factory for generations. He is still a famous person in this city. Of course, for Luo Qiu who doesn’t care much about the business circle, he is indeed the first. I heard the name once.
Recently, the factory in Kfford has had a crisis, that is, the factory has become unconsciously no longer belongs to him, but has become the possession of his son-in-law.
In the past few years, his son-in-law occasionally asked him to sign some documents. At that time, because of trust, he did not pay much attention. When the reaction came, the factory had changed hands, and more importantly, even his property, It became a son-in-law.
His daughter died in a car accident a few years ago, but the son-in-law has never been jealous again, working day and night in the factory, and when she is a mother, she has only one year old.
Because of this, Jin Fu was more and more trusting in the son-in-law, and because of this, he lost all his own unconsciously.
"Zi Qianhe... No, the animal, actually intends to demolish the factory, intends to use the factory's land to cooperate with the developers to build a large luxury residential area! Workers can only get a small severance payment! How many families! Some have spent half of my life in my factory... I absolutely don't allow this to happen!"
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Look at the cards on the table, completely black, one side with a gold mark on it. If you remember correctly, the appearance of this imprint is similar to the outline of the altar that is three layers below.
But...I want to use this card as a transaction money?
Luo Qiu, who has no idea of a card at all, still feels that this is starting to pick up again...
"Mr.'s request, we already know."
At night, I held a delicate teacup and a teapot. After I lowered the tray, I reached out and picked up the card. I smiled and said: "There is only one coat of arms. After the transaction, it will disappear. According to the rules. You will enjoy a 10% discount on trading gold... Are you sure you want to trade? If you are sure, please tell me what you think is appropriate for the transaction. Of course, if the transaction is appropriate, we will need our boss to judge."
Good night is great!
"I... I know the rules." Jin Fu took a deep breath; "My grandfather told me before I died."
Speaking of this, the gold Futun was silent, Luo Qiu was very clear, he made up his mind to come to this place, but did not make up his mind to complete this single transaction.
"Use me... half of the life." In the end, I said from the mouth of Jinfu that Luo Qiu was quite surprised.
I have read the so-called boss manual roughly, but for the operation of the club, Luo Qiu still has no concept. Everything is very novel... and then from the beginning of the contact with the altar, it feels secret.
life?
He forced himself to act as an audience, and he wanted to see how the night was to deal with middle-aged people and see this absurd and realistic scene.
"I understand." You nodded at this time: "For humans, life is one of the most valuable trades. Please wait a moment, please close your eyes, guests."
I saw a good night suddenly protruding a finger, gently placed on the forehead of Jin Fu.
Soon after, Yuki took back his arm and brought it back... In fact, he always had black gloves.
“Sir, based on your physical condition, it is estimated that your remaining life is thirty-seven years. Half of your life is eighteen years and six months.”
"Eighteen years..." Jinfu severely flashed a look of fear, but bite his teeth: "In eighteen years, eighteen years, I can't let my employees who follow me suffer, I still have a young and old. If there is no such factory... I decided to use my 18 years and 6 months to exchange my factory!"
"Sorry, this gentleman. If the transaction is completed, you still need the boss to decide whether the transaction you paid is appropriate."
"This this……"
Looking at the gold blessing and began to look at himself uneasy, Luo Qiu ShenTM began to feel embarrassed...
Assessment, how to assess?
"Maybe our boss still needs a little time to think about it." You night smiled and said: "This guest, you can go back first. If there is news, the card in your hand will give you instructions... Then, welcome to 'Tra Fu Buy Furniture Department."
You night is really good...
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PS: Seeking a collection.
