Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 764 Small Things and Events

Not yet in the evening, the summer night is naturally coming a lot later than usual.

It is a well-decorated coffee shop, of course, the price can also make the general public frown. According to Caroline's temper, I usually don't come to this place to consume.

But she has to wait for someone else to designate this place, she can't help but can only order a cup of the cheapest black coffee here.

Soon after, a middle-aged man hurried into the coffee room and looked around, seemingly looking for something. Caroline knows that this is the person she has to wait for - the lawyer friend that Niya told her to contact.

At 6:37 pm, Caroline looked at the time again... It was too late, I don’t know if I dared to get back to the shuttle bus.

If it is too late, you have to choose another route, and you need to go through several strange areas. Although she is also a local, there is clearly a difference between the district and the district.

"You are Caroline?" The middle-aged man quickly found Caroline's seat, and he was too polite to sit down.

Carolyn felt something called time in the other person's body - she noticed the man from the door, and when he sat in front of him, he watched it three times, twice his watch, once Wall clock on the interior wall.

The suits are meticulous, meticulous, serious, and deep-eyed... Basically, the elite should have a look, and the other side is exposed in front of Caroline.

The man's name is Carlo.

Caroline didn't speak yet, and Carlo went straight to the subject at this time. "Before the conversation, Ms. Caroline, can you tell me, what is your relationship with Niya? Loved ones? Or her daughter?"

The other person asked, Caroline didn't feel the rudeness... Instead, let Caroline think that this man is probably not remembering that Niya is saying that he is there. It is estimated that it is because of the talks. Pen business.

Perhaps this man does not look glamorous. Perhaps the business of the law firm he runs is not good. He even eagerly needs this commission to pay his office's monthly rent and water and electricity and employee salaries.

So he will make himself look professional.

Caroline's eyes on this aspect are still OK, after all, as a **** job... As a ****, she has been exposed to too many types of men. The rich man she has seen, and your son has also been on her bed. As for the pawn, the people of the community naturally have nothing to say.

She is able to recognize people, but she does not have enough confidence to deal with any type of person. She knows that she doesn't have enough knowledge to face these men with a piece of music, and you never know what he thinks in his heart.

Men are actually more fickle than women, and more difficult to grasp.

"I am a friend of Niya." Caro gave this answer.

Or the other party has guessed from this answer what kind of work is he doing? Carolyn is too familiar with Carlo's gaze at this time.

But the man who asked her for service basically took the look of the goods.

Carol nodded. "Ms. Caroline, according to what you said, Niya is planning to find me and handle a property in the West End for her. Is it inconvenient to say on the phone before... I would like to ask you about this. What is the meaning of Niya's commission, and do you have the power to negotiate with me on behalf of her?"

"She just asked me to find you and help her." Caroline didn't know how to answer... Maybe it would be better to nod at this time - but she obviously hesitated to take some responsibility after she nodded.

No need to carry more... Finding this Carlo, it is already within reach. Caroline thought so, and immediately said: "Maybe you should go directly to the hospital to see her, her situation is worse."

Carlo did not have an impatient place, but instead asked Niya's request very carefully, and the attitude was very strict.

Looking at the other side, asking questions without size, Caroline is really a bit of a parry, but there is another idea in mind: Maybe this man can really help Niya.

Looking at Niya's appearance, the operation should be very urgent. However, the resale of real estate is not something that can be done overnight. Again, the property in which the property is located is expensive, but it is also a serious problem to find the buyer immediately.

"Would you like to, can you take me to see Niya?" Carlo suddenly proposed: "I think this thing, I still need to talk to the parties personally better."

"I can write you an address." Caroline remembered the shuttle back, rumored to refuse.

She suddenly didn't want to go back and look at the dead Niya. She used to think about this problem: If Niya's illness has been cured, she will definitely encounter Niya's last time - just I don't know when it started, she told herself not to think about this problem, not to think about what happened after Niya suddenly died.

She... don't want to carry anything.

She has completed Niya's request. If the man can help, it will naturally help in the payment of the reward. If I can't help... then she can't help.

The cost of Niya surgery, Carlo can easily afford, but need to move the huge bank card on hand. However, she did not want to use this wealth at this time.

She feels that she is the only one who knows Niya so much. When she is in trouble, she will go to the hospital to visit her. She will help her find a lawyer. It is already done to the best of her ability. There is nothing to do.

Thinking this way, Caroline suddenly felt peace of mind.

Carlo did not force, and after taking the address, he quickly said goodbye.

What makes Caroline angry is that although this guy is rushing, he is very anxious to visit Niya, but this guy... no pay!

She ordered a dessert in the coffee shop, a sandwich, and hurriedly finished, and left the place, intending to take the shuttle back.

Before getting on the bus, Caroline received a call from Livia and asked where she went. Caroline just said that she had received a single business outside, and now she is finished, is planning to go home.

Livia told her that it would be best for her not to come back these days. It would be better to hide outside for a few days, and she is planning to leave.

The reason is: Neymar’s boss is dead, the gang is in chaos, the second gang of the gang’s Ronald and the support of Neymar’s son’s son, they are starting to fight and grab the site. In addition, because Joseph in the next door area is also unclear, the boss in the next-door area is also screaming, let the murderer surrender, or it will invade. And just in the time when Caroline was not here today, I have already killed a lot of people because of the fire.

Carolyn thought about it and picked up the phone and called Carlo, who had just left.

"Mr. Carlo, I changed my mind, or if I go back with you and look at Niya, I am a little worried about her..."

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"Who are you? Here are private boxes, and no one is allowed to enter!"

On the upper level of the Auditorium of the Municipal Theatre, there is a separate box in the circular corridor - this is the VIP room for the real rich or very important person to watch the performance.

Of course, in the weekdays, spending some money can also be able to sit in. It is only an event held today that is friendly to the consuls of neighboring countries. Naturally, it is different.

The person who sipped should be a bodyguard. He is very tall and has a lot of iron and blood. He might have been a soldier in the past... or, now, a soldier.

Obviously the person in this room, identity is not simple.

As for the bodyguards to choose to drink at the beginning, instead of directly using force to expel, on the one hand, they are unwilling to sing, on the one hand, naturally because they do not know what the origin of the two people is.

This woman is very beautiful, and the man next to it is the face of the oriental. This can be entered at the concert, not rich and expensive, this is not easy for young men and women.

“Can you borrow it here?”

The beautiful woman in a black evening gown smiled slightly and patted her palm gently - because of the reason for the hand socks, the clap of the hand was not very loud.

But the bodyguard heard the sound, and the hearing was clear, his consciousness was also confused, his eyelids were extremely heavy, and he closed directly after a few breaths, and then fell to the ground.

At the same time, there were several different sounds in the room—the sounds that people made when they fell.

This is obviously an extraordinary force.

In fact, Luo Qiu is going to shoot for himself, but the maidservant will always be faster than him. In fact, Luo Qiu is quite enjoying this kind of feeling of sitting and enjoying it. Others don’t say it first - there is such a wonderful It is natural for the maid to solve all trivial things for herself.

There is also an orchestra that is entering the concert hall below.

Whether you know it or not, you can appreciate the sounds of the next instruments. Looking at this orderly and unobtrusive admission, you can always feel a sense of professionalism.

Luo Qiu likes the following people to make this regular arrangement, which reminds him of all the neat things.

It’s the best to look at it.

The VIP room is naturally without windows. It is just a separate stand. The two stands are spaced apart, as for the front - naturally you can see another stand opposite the circular corridor.

However, is the bodyguard of this VIP box slightly more?

"Master, we seem to have something interesting."

You night is sorting out those who fall to the ground - Benin let them fall to the ground casually, and if they are one east, they will naturally be unsightly.

The boss who was accustomed to going out and must meet the incident early was obviously not surprised, but only curiously toward the night.

Of course, even if it is such an open VIP box, from the outside, there is nothing happening here - no illusion, let outside people not see what is happening here, it is the easiest way.

"What fun thing?"

Yuki pointed to the man who was obviously protected by several bodyguards, and then reached out and picked up a pen in the collar of the middle-aged man.

Luo’s boss didn’t see anything special about this pen... If you want to say it, it’s probably a very nice badge on the pen – of course, this needs to be carefully observed before it can be seen.

"Because this badge?"

The maidservant nodded and whispered: "This is the internal mark of the company 'Losmond Leyton'. The company is headquartered in the United States, and its main business is the production and launch of military satellites."

Luo boss has heard that the country is relatively unlucky and has not been able to develop the satellite industry. It seems that there has been a big explosion since the accident, because of the accident, and a large number of aviation elites directly killed.

"Look at the invitation." Luo Qiu suddenly said.

Yuyou soon found an invitation and sent it to Luo Qiu’s face. After Luo’s boss glanced at it, he only said lightly: “It’s the name of the liquor company’s dealer, it seems to hide the identity.”

“Do you need to read the memory?” recommended the night.

If you can get ready-made intelligence, you don't have to buy it through the altar. This is naturally in line with the principle that Luo boss has always been independent.

So Luo boss nodded without any pressure, and then did not pay attention to this businessman's business, because in the near future, the content behind this matter will be presented to the ear through the dictation of the maidservant.

"Speaking, if there is really no trade, why do you like to choose this place?"

The lights began to dim... The show officially began.

Schubert, the ninth symphony, "great."

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"I like the Eighth symphony more than "Great", "Unfinished". I heard it one time in Vienna a few years ago, and I still remember it."

Sitting in the ordinary seat in the hall, Song Xiaoran said at Lluvia's ear at this time, while holding Lluvia's palm, in the eyes of others, like a lover.

While feeling the temperature of Song’s palm, Lluvia’s mood seemed to be very good, and he curiously asked: “Why is it called “unfinished”?”

"Because he just wrote two chapters and didn't write it down." Song Yanran shrugged his shoulders, then looked obsessed and looked at the orchestra on the auditorium. "But because it is unfinished, I don't know what is going on behind." What is it, what will it be, it will make people feel fascinated, like the lost arms of the beautiful god."

Lluvia glimpsed, she really didn't understand, the woman without a pair of arms was beautiful.

But since the military teacher said yes, let’s forget it.

Halfway through the concert, Song Xiaoran glanced at the time on the watch. At this time, his phone came with a vibration, which was a message.

- Termination of action.

This is the information sent from the headquarters of the "Iris Flower".

Song Xiaoran frowned, and Lluvia was keenly aware of his changes. Song Xiaoran said nothing, just tilting the phone screen and let Lluvia see the content.

"This……"

Song Ruran nodded indifferently. "It seems that we can listen to this concert all the time."

Lluvia quietly made a gesture - this gesture was enough to stop O'Neill, who was lying in the dark, if the guy didn't use his sight to stare at the chest of a woman in a low-cut evening gown.

(End of this chapter)