Trafford’s Trading Club

When Cheng Yun estimated that it was almost time and returned, he found Zhong Luochen and Cheng Yiran sitting in the living room.

Neither man spoke. Zhong Luochen closed his eyes and rested.

And Cheng Yiran was gently strumming the guitar in his hand, but without making any sound, as if he was stroking it.

Chengyun didn't see any unhappiness on the faces of these two people, but he couldn't see any happy expressions either. This made it difficult for him to judge whether the two of them were chatting happily or if something unpleasant happened during his absence.

But after all, he was the one who had followed Zhong Luochen for the longest time, and he quickly found a solution.

Simply put, knock on the door with good news.

"Mr. Zhong, there was news from the TV station that the other singers who participated in the competition last night announced their lives. Well, they are probably all supporting our family. I heard that the turmoil on the Internet was suppressed at once. Quite a few.”

Zhong Luochen then opened his eyes and said, "Chengyun, go to where Cheng Yiran lives and help him clean up. He will stay here for a while."

Chengyun was stunned for a moment, and then he was surprised in his heart, but there was no trace of it in his expression. He just nodded, not knowing what he was thinking.

No, why would the Second Young Master invite him to stay here... The Second Young Master never likes to live in a place where there are people?

And it's like Cheng Yiran, who I haven't met a few times.

But when Chengyun looked at Cheng Yiran again, he found that this man had also stood up and said, "Mr. Cheng, let me take a ride. I'll go outside."

With that said, Cheng Yiran glanced at Zhong Luochen, picked up the guitar, and said nothing more.

Chengyun, who was completely confused about the situation, quickly said yes...but he had no intention of trying to trick something out of Cheng Yiran today.

Zhong Luochen hates people who inquire about him in private. Once he finds out, no matter how close he gets, he will immediately become alienated. Those followers who follow Zhong Luochen in front of him are like this.

Therefore, everything can only be done through my own secret observation and secret speculation.

"Ah ha... I didn't expect that Mr. Zhong would invite you to his villa. This has never happened before!" Driving the car, Cheng Yun said with a smile: "That's right, it seems that Mr. Zhong I really like you, so you have to work hard from now on."

"Mr. Cheng, can you stop in front?" Cheng Yiran suddenly pointed to a place on the roadside and said.

Cheng Yun was stunned. There was no village or shop anywhere, "That's it? But around here..."

Cheng Yiran shook his head and said, "Just put me down here... I'll leave the other luggage to you."

"Haha...it doesn't matter." Chengyun stopped the car.

After that, while driving, Cheng Yiran didn't even stop for a moment until he saw that Chengyun was far away. Cheng Yiran took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

He just closed his eyes like this, walking forward with no direction at all... His heart seemed to be calling for something, according to Zhong Luochen.

For a customer like him, as long as he thinks about it...

Ding bell... He seemed to hear the sound of the bell. At the same time, a cool feeling began to appear, as if he had entered an ancient house in the mountains.

Cheng Yiran then opened his eyes, looked up and saw this magical shop in front of him.

Cheng Yiran frowned and pushed the door open.

…

He heard some legends about this shop from Zhong Luochen. Zhong Luochen didn't know much, but he knew a lot more than Cheng Yiran.

At least, for Cheng Yiran, although he had done a business, he had never officially been to this place.

"Mr. Cheng, do you want to see us if you have something to do?"

Cheng Yiran discovered that the current voice once again overlapped with the voice of the mysterious businessman in his memory, so that the vague memory in his mind of that day seemed to be activated and became extremely clear again.

Last time, in the dark room, he couldn't see the businessman's appearance clearly. This time, he still couldn't get a glimpse of it from the mask that looked like a mockery.

A funny yet meaningful clown.

Cheng Yiran's eyes were on the boss... This time, he did not meet the woman who was present last time.

"you lied to me!"

Cheng Yiran walked quickly to the boss, a trace of anger flashing in his eyes.

Luo Qiu pointed in front of him, in front of the table where he was sitting, and opened the chair where his finger pointed. He said, "Let's do it first, Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Yiran stood, once again announcing the reason for his arrival: "You lied to me."

"I don't know what fraud Mr. Cheng is referring to?" Luo Qiu asked slowly.

Cheng Yiran threw out the guitar from behind, almost asking: "What did you say last time? You said that as long as I have it, I can... But what about now? Don't you know what I am said to be on the Internet?" What does it look like? It’s a liar! It’s a lie made of money!!”

"Yeah." Luo Qiu nodded and asked without answering, "Mr. Cheng, do you think the reactions of the audience listening to you at the scene are also illusory?"

Cheng Yiran sneered: "The scene...what's the use of the scene? If it's just the scene, then how can I really gain a foothold! You are simply selling inferior products!"

Luo Qiu looked into Cheng Yiran's eyes and said calmly: "This guitar can make people who listen to it fall in love with its tone, but it has a range, probably within a radius of one hundred meters. Of course, as long as it is After listening to it, a favorable impression will be left in the subconscious mind. This impression will last for a long time... and the specific length depends on how long the audience has not heard its voice. ”

Cheng Yiran said angrily: "Isn't this an inferior product?!"

Boss Luo said: "Theoretically, you can move with it... You can move to any corner of the world and let all ordinary people in the world know you."

Cheng Yiran was so angry that he laughed and said: "Do you mean that I have to run around and play guitar in every corner of the world in my life? Ridiculous!!"

Boss Luo said calmly: "Mr. Cheng... before you bought it, did you feel that 'you will fall madly in love with it as soon as you hear it' is a ridiculous thing? Besides, you originally hoped to succeed and become famous... Could it be said that you are on the road to becoming famous now? Guest, you have become the talk of the town, haven't you? As your influence expands, the opposing voices will slowly disappear, and time will prove its value. "

Cheng Yiran was startled and didn't say anything for a long time!

But not speaking does not mean that he can calm down his mood. He was still dissatisfied, even resentful: "But you... didn't tell me in the first place!"

"Guest, you didn't ask me."

Boss Luo shook his head and said: "Do you need me to recall it for you? That night... you were so ecstatic when you held it and looked at me while holding it... Do you still remember? You just looked at me at that time. He glanced at her, didn't even say anything, as if she was afraid I would take it back... and then turned around and ran away."

Cheng Yiran took two steps back, feeling cold all over... He was indeed like this that night!

In front of this mysterious businessman, it was as if all his disguises had been torn away, and all the ugly features in his heart were nakedly revealed... He even felt disgusting himself!

I feel disgusted with myself!

It was a feeling of fear that was almost like falling to the bottom of a well!

Cheng Yiran's face turned pale. He was three parts frightened, three parts ashamed, three parts uncomfortable and one part angry. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, "This guitar...does it have any restrictions?"

"Except for the scope..." Luo Qiu said softly: "If one day the song in your heart changes, it will no longer have the same magic power."

"The music in my heart has changed..." Cheng Yiran suddenly raised his head, "What do you mean?"

"Guest, this is something you should think about yourself."

Luo Qiu suddenly stood up, waved his hand and said: "If there are no other questions about you, the guest, then today's consultation will end here... In addition, if Mr. Zhong really has something to think about, If you want to inquire, you can ask him to come in person."

Cheng Yiran's face was horrified.

moment.

He returned to the place where he got off the Chengyun car.

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