Trafford's Trading Club

He did not know what ’the magical power will disappear as the song in your heart changes’ meant.

The song in his heart.

...

"Did he say it like that?"

Zhong Luochen fell into thought about the last sentence from that mysterious businessman.

Cheng Yiran felt that when he was silent, this rich businessman, Mr. Zhong, who owned a large amount of wealth, was extremely frightening.

He felt that he was looking at a fake man.

"I think he is right." Cheng Yiran said indifferently, "Since you are a customer, why don’t you go there yourself? Instead of asking me to inquire about your questions."

Zhong Luochen replied, "You felt that I treated you as a chess piece and hence feel discontented, right?"

Cheng Yiran’s momentum had been weakened by Zhong Luochen’s indifferent look. His position was much weaker than Zhong Luochen originally, having nothing except the guitar. There was nothing of his that was stronger than this man.

But he still snorted... he blamed himself that he was disturbed from the beginning, followed by his nervous actions, which could not be compared to Zhong Luochen’s reaction. Zhong Luochen had experienced more big occasions as he came from a powerful family.

"I will go there if necessary."

Zhong Luochen smiled, "But the most important thing is you... Since you know the effective range of this guitar, we will be in such a bad situation as before."

"Cheng Yiran gave a start and asked, "What is your plan?"

Zhong Luochen answered as squinting his eyes, "Of course, to maximize the range... you go to sleep now and prepare for the next program 6 days later. We still have much time to prepare."

Later on, Cheng Yun came back holding Cheng Yiran’s baggage. With lots of big and small bags in hand, the chief inspector of Feiyun Entertainment looked very funny.

However, just as he came back, he was ordered to go out again... It was not easy to be a top-notched follower.

"Hello, Chief Operator... yeah, I am Cheng Yun. Our company can provide more sponsorships for the next program. Requirement? Yes, of course we have... but do not worry, we will not lend a hand in the result. Yeah, don’t worry, we just want to help you maximize the influence of the program. How about holding the next program in the ’Beautiful Lotus Gymnasium’? The large stage will be shocking to all the audience. And not only one, every program later will be sponsored until this season finishes!"

Of course the chief operator, who worked for ’Pear TV’(a joking name used by the real world) would say ’Great’!!

Mr. Chief Operator of Pear TV agreed without hesitation, and asked the director to come and have a talk.

But unexpectedly, the director frowned and disagreed.

"Chief! The result will not be good if we do this. If something is wrong with singers’ voice, it will be spread over to every corner of the space through the sound system. If we do not record it in a small space, it will lose its original meaning of this program."

"I only want the audience rating! And you need to work this way! That will be enough!"

The director sighed and felt helpless working under such an institution. He could only work as instructed.

So, just do the work as instructed.

...

...

Bump, bump.

"Well... a freshman knocked out the old boss eh?"

On an old town bus, a young lady with weird clothes, gray hair, and was chewing gum attracted many passengers’ attention.

"Freshmen are all from the monster series... how boring."

Nero slid her finger on the cellphone screen---the town bus was too slow and she had to waste time on refreshing the Internet news.

Time passed, the sleepy Nero was awakened by the old driver and got off while yawning.

She attracted all passengers’ attention again, but she only shrugged, getting the gum out of her mouth secretly.

Nero stuck it on the handle before getting off, and then left them an evil grin.

’It is really great to play a prank...’

Nero put her hands together, stretched herself, and looked at the town sign at the entrance.

Rushui Town.

"Kuck was hiding in this place?"

Nero yawned again with a sleepy look; she touched her belly, whispering, "Ah, I’m hungry. I have to eat something first..."

...

All the gossip in Rushui Town spread from the riverside.

As for the reason, many clothes washers gathered there in the daytime... and most of them were ordinary wives, who tend to gossip and spread other’s secrets and private matters.

So we could name them ’Gossiping Aunts’.

No.1 Gossip Aunt said, "Oh, I saw a man when I went by San Er’s shop!"

No.2 Gossip Aunt scorned, "Tut, it is not even a news! I saw him many days ago!"

And No.3 Gossip Aunt scorned +1, "You are out! That day I saw San Er was hugging that man in the backyard!"

No.4, "I heard he has been living there for days!"

No.5, "I heard that the bully, Zhang Kun, had a fight with that man! He defeated and sent to the hospital, but was too ashamed to tell others, so he said he fell into a pit!"

No.6, "I heard he is a foreign man!"

No.7, "Live streaming is famous recently, and I heard that San Er is a slut that always takes photos of her sexy poses and seduced that foreign man! Tut, tut!"

No.8, "She cannot bear loneliness. How could she spend her life without a man these years! Oh, and who knows if that foreign man’s XX is extremely large...Tut tut!"

There were still No.9, No. 10, and No. 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19.

Their voices were as disgusting as flies near your ears---San Er did not go to wash clothes during these days.

Those who went to her shop to buy Tofu always focused their attention on the bedroom at the backyard with a slight hint of expectation, much more serious than ever.

She hated this place.

She hated this place since her husband left.

She felt it very disgusting!