Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 312 after the night talk (2)

At the moment when Erics turned away, Luo Qiu swayed his sight.

The so-called food nightmare, the body is actually... is it still a slap? The back of Eric seems to have changed and become bloated.

And the hands that came out of the sleeves seemed to have become hooves. Perhaps its front, the nose stretches like a nose, but it is much shorter.

Luo Qiu blinked, and Eric's back was like a projection that replaced the negative, and it returned to its original appearance. Finally he opened the door and went out, never looking back.

He has completed his mission, sent something to his predecessor, and unexpectedly harvested a delicious food.

The mood should be pretty good - but just leaving it, is it equivalent to throwing a mess like this?

"Is the former guest all so self-willed?" Luo Qiu suddenly asked curiously.

If it is a guest, the maidservant does not deliberately discredit the other party. She tried to keep herself from the perspective of the onlookers: "Mr. Eriks is a relatively special one among the guests who have made many transactions. He will not stay in one place for too long. But always on the road."

Luo Qiu subconsciously looked at the girl lying on the sofa. After her nightmare was eaten, she became so peaceful.

The maidservant suddenly said: "However, after eating a nightmare, eating a nightmare, it is not a beautiful dream."

Luo Qiu looked at her maid curiously.

"It just ate this part of the nightmare, so that the person who was eaten dreams gave birth to the idea of ​​'no more similar.' So the food that the nightmare eats may be just the 'hope not want to appear again' Praying. For those who are eaten dreams, her roots are still there."

Watching his master blinked, the maidservant tried to say more carefully: "For example, humans planted fruit trees. After each result, the collection is still, but the tree itself is still there, it will still have results ...Master? You can't understand the night?"

Luo Qiu shook his head. "No, I just think, you always know a lot... well, she woke up."

......

But she woke up and did not eat it because of her nightmare, but made herself more clear. She licked her own eyebrows and looked around in vain.

Still the living room, the owner of the small villa, then the maid, and the little girl Lena who fell asleep. By the way, Gloria hasn't woken up yet, still sleeping on the other end of the sofa.

"I am asleep..." Ellie patted her forehead gently. "I want to have a dream, a little..."

The look in her eyes is even worse.

Luo Qiudao: "What is it?"

"Slightly..." Ai Li frowned, but soon shook her head: "Nothing... Yes, they haven't come back to Boleham?"

Luo Qiu nodded: "In fact, I have not seen Mr. Boleham and Ryan appear as two."

"is it……"

She instinctively thought that the other party said that Boleham and Ryan have not yet come back... As for this weird expression, it is probably a person from an Eastern country who is unfamiliar with Russian language grammar and occasionally makes mistakes.

Although she always felt that it was incredible that the young villa owner could have such a pure national accent.

"Right, when did I fall asleep?" Ellie tried hard to recall her previous memories. "Yes, just, have you asked me what?"

"You are... Miss Ellie?" Luo Qiu suddenly asked.

"Have I already introduced myself before?" Ellie showed her awkward look and shook her head. "Your question is really strange."

Luo Qiu smiled and said: "I am quite sorry, you will regard it as my occupational disease. I always need to talk to my guests about some problems... Well, it is a kind of consulting work. Because many guests are often I am eager to see what I want, but they can’t clearly grasp what they really need.”

Ai Li frowned and said: "But there is no way for you to guarantee that what you are guiding must be what the guests really want... Is this not too subjective?"

"The bystanders are always clearer." Luo Qiu whispered: "But Miss Ellie is right, I really can't guarantee this, so I am sure what I want, still the guests themselves."

"You... shouldn't it be a career like a psychiatrist?" Ellie smiled and said: "You give me this feeling. Of course, I didn't make fun of it or something else. In fact, with you. Chatging is quite interesting, and it doesn't look so boring."

"Thank you."

Ai Li stretched out and stretched her waist, as if she had a lot of spirits. "As Boleham said, there is always a mysterious color in the East. No, you are not ordinary people?"

It's like a joke - for Ellie at this time, this is really just a joke, just to keep it from being so dull.

Luo Qiu casually glanced at the window outside the living room, and then looked at Ellie and said: "If we are a businessman who can sell anything to the guests, Miss Ellie thinks, is this considered an ordinary person?"

"Anything?" Ellie seems to be thinking about what the scope of this so-called anything is.

"Yes, anything. As long as the guests can imagine and be able to pay for it, we will sell it. Of course, as a guest, you can choose not to buy it. Because the choice is always on the guests."

Ellie rubbed her eyes and suddenly bit her finger. "Well... is this statement a bit problematic? For example, guests do have the option to choose not to buy...but, except for you, guests There is no way to buy what you want through other means or other sellers. Well, in this case, is the autonomy of the guest equal to no? And, if it is really needed If he can, he can't choose not to buy, isn't it? Just like a monopoly."

This is the first guest who will discuss this issue with the club’s owner.

... ... Xueba property is fully open? ?

Ellie smiled and said: "So, you can't sell anything. This is too exaggerated. In fact, it is only selling things that customers can afford. And if the guests can't pay for anything, then It doesn't exist in itself - so the so-called anything can be sold, it should be just a magnified slogan like a promotional ad."

"We can really sell anything." Luo Qiu said, "The part that customers can buy depends on the purchasing power of the guests, but as a source of supply, there is no concept of 'no'. At least So far, what I have been exposed to is this."

"It’s like being true." Ellie shook her head and said casually: "If I said, I feel that my life is very bad. Can you sell me a good life? A happy life, I How much more do you need to give? Besides, if life can be measured by money, and I have this wealth, why should I buy it from you?"

"Because of this." Luo Qiu smiled: "We will not charge any money."

"Don't you have money?" Ellie said, "How come you profit?"

"A healthy, a rational, a friendship, a love..." Luo Qiu slowly said: "Even a soul, this is the way we profit."

For a moment, Ellie felt her body cold.

Her arms, her bare legs, the invisible skin under her clothes, and even her forehead, her cheeks, had a slight tingling sensation.

Subconsciously, she has a feeling that this may be true. This feeling lasted for a short time, because a sudden knock on the door suddenly awakened her.

Ellie stood up in a panic. "It should be Boleham, they are back! I am going to open the door!"

......

"Bole..." At the moment of opening the door, Ellie suddenly stopped her own words.

She didn't see Boleham, but she saw two men in police uniforms. The two men in police uniforms came out after seeing Ellie. The people joined forces to press Aili on the ground, and locked the hands of the hands with handcuffs.

"I finally caught this mental illness." One of the policemen seemed to be relieved.

(End of this chapter)