Trafford's Trading Club

She noticed that boss seemed to be willing to keep these cards here. This habit was unlike the former boss.

According to the transaction rules of this club, the one who walked into the club would have the strongest desire to purchase something. The one was detected by Black Soul Envoys might develope into a strong purchasing consumer---Of course, these potential customers were bound to have a stronger purchasing power than normal people.

Master would choose a potential customer and then Black Soul Envoy would be responsible for flaming their desires gradually.

Nevertheless, there would be situations like Ding Dongsheng— where a customer would enter an unbelievable state and could enter the club themselves with some slight help from the Black Soul Envoy.

Black Soul No.18 was apparently a veteran among Black Soul Envoys... She was smart and had already expected the new boss to save the cards of potential customers.

So she wouldn’t miss any desired customers---because this was also part of business

"Dai Youcai, Xu Zhao, or Ding Dongsheng...as well as Zhao Ru."

The names of these four people were printed on these cards.

Dai Youcai was the boss of a cram school who was wanted by the police. Xu Zhao was imprisoned by police. Ding Dongsheng had sunk into sadness because of the death of his beloved girl. Zhao Ru was a woman who was wanted and spent the nights in the street.

Of course, there were other three people’s names on the other cards.

However.

"It seemed that Black Soul No Eighteen was good at digging out new potential customers based on one event, just like an experienced staff."

"This was her usual method." Miss. Maid was servicing the tea and responded lightly, "Conflicts create an abyss that will swallow people in.This abyss exists among all relevant parties, including enemies."

Luo Qiu laughed and held these cards in his hands, just like playing poker. He shuffled them a few times and laid them open on the table one by one.

Then he looked at Miss. Maid and said, "Now, you choose one from them."

You Ye was confused and looked at her master but she didn’t refuse his request.

She didn’t say anything and touched these cards with her fingers---She would definitely not take a peep at these cards and she was not going to figure out the names.

This was a bet.

Miss. Maid chose the one which located in the middle part and opened it. She took a glance and read the name.

"Zhao Ru."

Luo Qiu pushed the table and chairs. He stood up and took the potential-customer card from You Ye, before saying with a smile, "We can’t slack off. We need to take some action to meet Black Soul No.18’s efforts."

...

...

Tai Tinzi was enjoying the sunshine on the grounds of the prison.

He stretched his legs. There were two people massaging his legs. And Frog was gently knocking his back.

As for Tai Yinzi, he has been appointed as a "big boss" by the other prisoners. Now, he was eating watermelon, which was provided by one of his followers.

Tai Yinzi did not care about how it appeared, as long as it was a ’tribute’.

"Harder! Have you not eaten anything yet? Do you want Fatty Zhang to punch you?"

While Tai Yinzi enjoyed his ’emperor’ life, a real super Black Soul Envoy was watching him indifferently.

"He would not be a threat to me."

Black Soul No. 18 shook her head and disappeared---It was not strange for an old staff to pay more attention to a newcomer.

Black Soul No.18 could make sure that there was no possibility for this newcomer challenging her position---Although the new master didn’t think highly of her.

Black Soul No.18 stopped suddenly while she was out to find more potential customers on the streets.

She looked seemed to be focused on something with hands crossed in front of her chest.

At the same time, an information card for potential customer fell in front of her, emitting faint light in the air.

When the card fell to the level of her eyes. She lowered her head with hands reaching out to the card deferentially.

The card turned into black upon reaching her hands.

Black Soul No.18’s eyes turned bright immediately... It looks like she didn’t waste her time sending these seven cards to the boss. She could get one card back for an assignment at least.

Black Soul No.18 looked back to the wall of prison with a scorning smile after taking the black card into her hands.

...

"Boss Feng, is the strength OK?"

Frog was flattering Tai Yinzi while massaging his back.

But Tai Yinzi shivered suddenly and sat up... He felt that someone was watching him.

’Was that Master?’

’Will Master be angry if he sees me?’

Tai Yinzi felt more and more worried. His face turned pale. He stood up without a word and walked into his room. He has even ignored the concern from his henchmen.

Seeing this, Big Zhang punched Frog’s head heavily and shouted, "Frog, did you annoy Boss Feng?"

"No, I didn’t."

"No? Then how do you explain Boss Feng leaving suddenly without a word? Say, did you do something wrong?"

"No, I didn’t! I swear!"

"Fatty Zhang, stop. It’s nothing relevant to Frog."

A voice came from Fatty Zhang’s back... that was the voice of Zhou Xiaokun.

Fatty Zhang knew that Zhou Xiaokun was close to Old Feng. He smiled to Zhou Xiaokun immediately, "Brother Zhou... do you know the reason?"

Fatty Zhang thought that Old Feng had been in this jail for dozens of years, he must be an expert. Fatty Zhang would be free in two or three years. He decided to seize the chance to learn something.

He would be unconquerable if he could learn from Old Feng.

"Of course, I know why he is unhappy." Zhou Xiaokun shook his head and sighed, "Old Feng was not such a person before. He was shocked and became abnormal recently."

Fatty Zhang took one piece of watermelon and cleaned the chair, "Take a seat, Brother Zhou, eat the watermelon and we can talk thoroughly."

Zhou Xiaokun was never treated so politely by these fierce guys. He felt important and continued, "My bro is worried for his daughter."

"His daughter?"

"Listen to me, my bro had a daughter outside prison..."

Zhou Xiaokun told the whole story to them and sighed, "His daughter was unwilling to meet him. Maybe they will never meet again. So he fell into sadness. It is no wonder he became like this...What’s wrong with you?"

"What?" Fatty Zhang looked around, "Sh*t, Frog, why are you crying?"

"Boss... you’re crying as well."

Fatty Zhang tried to wipe the tears with his sleeve. He stood up and sighed. "I hadn’t imaged that Master Feng’s story would be so sad."

He looked at the direction which Tai Yinzi left just now. And then he pat his chest and promised, "Master, your business is my business. Trust me, I will make your daughter come to see you one day."

Zhou Xiaokun was stunned. He didn’t ask Fatty Zhang on how to help Old Feng, but asked curiously, "When did you become a disciple of my bro?"

"In the future." Fatty Zhang said, "I will become his disciple one day!"