Trafford's Trading Club

Translator: AlfredoPoutineSoup  Editor: DesTheSloth

“What? You want me to participate in the singing contest on Sunday?” Hong Guan had met Zhong Luochen before… in the ward when Cheng Yiran was in a coma. However, he was still surprised at Zhong Luochen’s coming, as well as his words.

Zhong Luochen smiled, “Are you reluctant?”

“I… but I…” Hong Guan shook head, “Why me? Can I do it well?”

“We are not sure about your singing. But this was proposed by Cheng Yiran. We trust him.” Zhong Luochen explained. He saw that Hong Guan’s eyes were filled with excitement… he knew what it meant. Zhong Luochen would like to do him a favour if Hong Guan was appreciated. This was also an investment.

“But… why didn’t he tell me himself?” Hong Guan was confused.

Zhong Luochen smiled, “You will know it when you are on stage tomorrow.”

“But… the time is limited.” Hong Guan hesitated, “To be honest, I long for this chance. But I am afraid that my poor singing would ruin your name…”

“No need to worry about this.” Zhong Luochen shook head, “Our company can afford the loss… of course, your hesitation is understandable. You have the right to refuse.”

“I… I don’t mean this.” Hong Guan shook head, “However, I have no time to prepare for it.”

“As for this…” Cheng Yiran smiled. Cheng Yun stepped forward, saying, “We can provide… full support if you say yes. ”

“Give me… a moment.” Hong Guan swallowed saliva. He felt it was amazing for him to sing on such a huge stage… was that real?

…

…

Outside the Beautiful Lotus Gymnasium, Ren Ziling was laughing at Ma Houde… with hands on her tummy. “Ha, ha, ha, ha!” Ma Houde was wearing a white vest with many blots on it. He was just like a worker at the construction site.

“Can you stop laughing?” Officer Ma was shouting at Ren Ziling.

“What happened to you?” Ma Houde was… looking at the sky. He couldn’t tell her that he was pretending to be a worker in order to investigate in the gym. For the sake of not bothering the progress of the project and the workers… Ma Houde had carried bricks for days.

Seeing Ma Houde say nothing, Ren Ziling clapped, “Oh, I got it! Are you carrying the bricks here in order to avoid affecting the workers and the power behind the project? Because you can’t disobey the orders, so you could only investigate the truth secretly?”

“…” Ma Houde was struggling in his mind. He frowned, “How did you know that?”

Ren Ziling snorted, “Oops! I can guess even with my knee! You said a murder case happened here. But no news or police came out and the project continued again. So there must be some tricks behind this.”

“Alas…” Ma Houde shook head. This woman was quite acute. “So, any new clues?”

Ren Ziling shook head, “No. I heard that there are several homeless tramps missing. I am not sure if it is related to the murder case.”

“Several tramps?” Ma Houde took a moment to collect his thoughts, “How did you get involved with the homeless?”

“Sh*t, that’s enough.” Ren Ziling poked officer Ma’s shoulder, “The tramps know a lot about this city.”

Ma Houde rubbed his eyebrows while shaking his head, “I am dying. I can’t stay here anymore… The headman here makes us work for sixteen hours a day. He is a demon. I want to go back now!”

“I can drive you home.” Ren Ziling was warm-hearted.

“How much…”

“Am I the person who would like to collect money form you? Am I?” Ren Ziling frowned, “Old Ma… you look down upon me.”

“How much? If the fee is high, I will take the bus…”

“How about one hundred RMB?” Ren Ziling licked the lips and looked at Ma Houde curiously, “What’s that?”

Ma Houde turned back with a glance, “Fireworks. Those are the toys of rich people being used tomorrow night.”

“Fireworks?” Ren Ziling was stunned while whispering, “What if so many fireworks exploded? Has anybody informed the fireman? There will be more than sixty-thousand audiences here tomorrow?”

“Shut up!” Ma Houde knocked at Ren Ziling’s head heavily. “Go and find your car first!”

Ren Ziling struck her tongue out, making a face. Ma Houde was so at comfortable sitting in the car that he fell asleep soon. Ren Ziling called Luo Qiu, “My boy—wait, wait! Hold on! Hold on!” She had broken the traffic regulations using a phone while driving.

“What’s the matter?” Luo Qiu asked in a calm voice.

“Are you available tomorrow night?” Ren Ziling asked.

“What are you going to do?” Luo Qiu asked once again.

“There is a singing competition in the gymnasium tomorrow. I have extra tickets. Can you invite You Ye to the gymnasium and enjoy the concert?” Ren Ziling squinted, “I see many fireworks. It would be a pity if you couldn’t see it.”

“Just for the concert?” Luo Qiu suspected her intentions.

Ren Ziling smiled, “Little boy, would you like to propose to You Ye? It would be romantic to propose to her with beautiful fireworks. Actually, Lizi and I went to the… Hello? Hello?”

A toot rang out!

“Sh*t! He hung up again!” Ren Ziling shouted at the cell phone angrily, “Are you going to court death! I won’t let you sleep tonight! I will let you know I am the head of the family! Oh… wow!” She screamed. She had forgotten to control the steering wheel. The car was turning left at a high speed when she discovered that.

That was way too dangerous… She was almost involved in a car accident. Subeditor Ren patted her chest with glancing at Ma Houde… Ma Houde’s head was stuck in the car window while rolling his eyes.

“Old Ma! Old Ma! Don’t scare me! Old Ma!”

…

“Master, is it anything urgent from Mrs. Ren?” Luo Qiu looked at Miss. Maid… Propose to her?

Luo Qiu shook his head while saying, “Nothing, just a nag.”

Miss. Maid smiled. Then, Luo Qiu stood up, “I need to go out to see if there is any progress made by Iron Whistle. ‘Prometheus’… it grows up quickly.”

“Take care, master.”