Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 643 Xiaolu
Renxin Hospital.

It was ten o'clock in the morning, which was the appointment time for Hou Chen Yuhan and the doctor.

In the waiting room, pregnant women sat in twos and threes, some were chatting, some were dozing off... Maybe they were falling asleep with the little lives in their stomachs?

Hou Chen Yuhan didn't like the smell in the hospital very much, she was anxiously waiting for her number to arrive - at least she was anxious in her heart.

At this time, a pregnant woman next to her suddenly had a pregnancy reaction, and she was extremely nauseated.

"Are you okay? Do you want me to call the nurse over for you?" Hou Chen Yuhan asked with concern.

The lady shook her head and frowned, "It's okay, this kid is probably too naughty, and he has been suffering from bad habits since morning. I should be able to call Huamei."

"You can try applying some wind oil essence." Hou Chen Yuhan smiled and said, "Put a little on a handkerchief or tissue, and cover your nose for a while and breathe in."

This lady's belly is not too big, and it is estimated that she has only been pregnant for a short time. Hearing what Hou Chen Yuhan said, she said embarrassedly: "I am a mother for the first time, so I don't know many things."

Hou Chen Yuhan smiled and said, "It's like this for the first time, but I gradually get used to it."

Once the women chat, it seems that the topic can be endless. The wife, who is a new mother, asked curiously: "By the way, what is your first child?"

"Number 12, it's your turn!" The nurse in front of the stage called out the number.

Hou Chen Yuhan quickly stood up, "It's my turn, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, you are busy." The lady waved her hand.

The doctor is a doctor with many years of experience. She is in her early 50s and she is still a woman. For all the mothers here who come to make appointments with her, she feels a bit of a natural sense of security.

Hou Chen Yuhan sat quietly on the chair, clutching her purse with both hands, looking a little uneasy... When she came in, the doctor she had seen for some time had no expression on her face, and she felt uneasy, "Doctor , what is the result this time?"

"Mrs. Bamboo, unfortunately, I still didn't conceive this time." The doctor shook his head and said, "This cycle is all over, I suggest you continue to take care of your body in the next period..."

What is the doctor still saying?

Hou Chen Yuhan didn't listen to it at all, or even if it didn't stop - she had heard these words many times, and she could even recite them backwards.

Hou Chen Yuhan silently took his bag and pushed open the door of the doctor's office. At this moment, the novice mother who had just chatted with her waved her hand quickly.

Hou Chen Yuhan moved his lips, but just nodded towards the other party, then lowered his head and left from the other side without intending to go there.

She hid in the bathroom by herself, locked the door, and didn't intend to bear it any longer. She just covered her mouth lightly and squatted here.

Shoulders trembling slightly, weeping silently.

I wish I could turn back time.

……

Eleven fifteen in the morning.

"Manager, people are downstairs."

"Then let her come up." Zhu Maolin stood up, tidying up the documents on his desk, "bring her directly to the conference room."

I hope the one I saw today can meet the requirements, otherwise I can only use the completed film.Zhu Maolin came to the conference room alone, and then pulled down about half of the curtains here.

Mobile SMS.

Before Zhu Maolin sat down, what he saw was his wife's short breath.

Wife: Are you busy?
Zhu Maolin: Are you ready to interview a model?
Wife: The doctor said it failed again this time.

Zhu Maolin stopped pressing his finger on the phone screen for a while, and then there was a knock on the door, and he replied: Let's talk when we go back.

Wife: Tonight, what time will you be back?

"Manager, this is Xiaolu." Tboy introduced a young long-haired girl brought in.

The young and beautiful elements are fully displayed in this Xiaolu, and she is accompanied by a just right smile.After a brief glance, Zhu Maolin nodded, "It's not bad, let's sit down and talk. Tboy, you ask her some questions first, and I'll take a look first."

Xiao Lu also sat down a little nervously.

Only then did Zhu Maolin reply back: The person is here, I will work first.Don't wait for me tonight.

He didn't wait for his wife's reply, and didn't seem to plan to reply one more sentence. He put down his phone and concentrated on the interview, observing every reaction and movement of the girl under Tboy's question.

"Miss Xiaolu, have you ever used this product?" Tboy didn't know which question to ask.

"Honestly speaking, I haven't used it yet... Does this have any effect?" Xiaolu asked slightly uneasy.

Tboy smiled and said: "It's just some reference, you don't need to care about it. Then the next question."

At this time, Zhu Maolin suddenly interjected and asked: "If I told you that the shooting will begin in an hour, and you only have at most 10 minutes to read the script, what would you do?"

"Right away?" Xiaolu was obviously taken aback by the manager of the advertising company.

In the industry, Zhu Maolin is a relatively well-known person. It is rumored that this well-known industry insider is a well-known workaholic and efficiencyist.Although she was somewhat psychologically prepared before arriving, she never thought it would be so sudden.

"Yes, immediately. You just need to tell you what I will do." Zhu Maolin nodded.

The strong professional aura overwhelmed this fledgling girl, who had not yet graduated from school, feeling breathless. She lowered her head and said, "I... I will do my best."

Hearing such an answer, Tboy couldn't help shaking his head secretly... If Zhu Maolin, as the leader, hadn't said that he wanted to be cheap and look good, it would be inappropriate to find such a newcomer at this juncture.

But Zhu Maolin still kept his eyes on the little girl in front of him, and didn't say a word.

Xiaolu's fingers grabbed each other under the table, then stood up with her head down, "Yes, I'm sorry, I interrupted."

She had already seen Tboy's disqualified eyes.

"Where are you going?" Zhu Maolin asked suddenly.

"I...I'm leaving."

"You are gone, who will take the next film?" Zhu Maolin said indifferently: "Shall I come?"

"Really...really?" Xiaolu was startled, her eyes widened, and she looked at the scary manager in disbelief.

Zhu Maolin just said indifferently: "Tboy, I will give you 5 minutes to print the script, and then you have 10 minutes to explain it to her. After an hour, let the makeup artist come to the set. It will start at 02:30 in the afternoon, hurry up. "

"Manager, it's... meal time?" Tboy said with a bitter face, "Manager, don't you want to eat?"

"On the way." Zhu Maolin said directly: "Bring her something to eat too. Remember, we are fighting against time, let's go!"

"Okay... okay."

Seeing Tboy take Xiaolu out the door with Xiaolu who has not fully recovered from the selected state, Zhu Maolin quickly cleaned up the things on the table again.

Can't stop time...can't.

……

……

Outside the floor where the advertising company is located, in simple terms, it is the air outside the nineteenth floor, where Da Zhe, who is drinking iced black tea from Master X, just floats here.

While practicing the ability to fly, at the same time watching the performance of the guests...and another one.

That is the fledgling newcomer model 'Xiaolu'.

Of course, Xiaolu's body is number 18, but why is this so?
So let's start with last night...

……

"Didn't you say that men just don't want to go home sometimes, just want a little free space?" No. 18 spoke in a voice that made Dazhe feel very harsh and heart-piercing

The floating duo of black soul messengers - just outside Zhu Maolin's home.

"Well... even between husband and wife, it's normal to quarrel sometimes and then fight coldly for a few days." As an experienced person, Dazhe obviously has a lot of excuses.

"Really?" No. 18 sneered, "If it was just a cold war, would his wife still prepare breakfast for him every day? Knowing that he came home late, would he put away his slippers at the door? Go out during the day and tidy up his suit and tie?"

Da Zhe sighed: "Well, this couple is indeed a little cold...By the way, didn't you say that you have the ability to dream of the past? If you use it, you may be able to find the problem, right?"

"It's my freedom to use it or not." No. 18 said calmly, "I naturally have my own method. In addition, since it is teaching, I will teach you how to do the basics/methods of guidance."

"How?" Dazhe asked curiously.

On the 18th, he sneered sternly... However, the laughter gradually became calm from the coldness, and finally became sweet, like a silver bell.

Wearing a black robe, her face was covered in mist. The old witch who was the owner of the candy house in a frightening fairy tale disappeared, and instead she transformed into a tall, pure lotus-like... Xiaolu.

Number 18 smiled and said, "That's it."

Eldest sister, isn't this the most unpopular beauty trick...

Da Zhe was taken aback, although he felt that the appearance of the 18th was indeed very good-looking, but he was not so surprised - he was still in the club back then, grabbing territory, hating enemies, doing everything he could, using means like women , although Dazhe will not take the initiative to use it, he may not necessarily reject it.

"Okay... are you planning to cheat Zhu Maolin?"

Only then did No. 18 really sneer, and ignored Da Zhe, "I still have things to do, you can go to free activities, tomorrow I will directly appear in front of the benefactor with this appearance."

After speaking, No. 18 turned into a puff of black smoke and left.

Dazhe sighed at this moment, and muttered: "This Luo Qiu, asking me to follow No. 18, isn't he trying to trick me?"

Dazhe shook his head, glanced at the couple sleeping back to back in the room from the outside, and was about to leave, when he passed by another room next to him, he suddenly stopped and took a look.

"empty?"

This is a room with nothing.

……

……

Xiaolu and Tboy are in the car, very busy discussing the shooting.

Zhu Maolin also drove his own car towards the shooting location.Dazhe followed him all the way, and he needed to provide No. 18 with the latest news of Zhu Maolin at any time.

Hou Chen Yuhan has already returned to her pottery classroom, because the students are waiting for her... because if there is no class here, she doesn't know what to do.

And all of this disappeared after Luo Qiu wiped it away with a wave of his hand—it was like a layer of phantom spreading in front of Luo Qiu like the surface of calm water.

"On the 18th, it seems that we have encountered difficulties." The maid lady held the teacup dragged by a saucer and sent it to Luo Qiu.

"Dreams of the past..." Boss Luo said indifferently: "If there is no real hatred carrier in the heart, there is no way to contact the other party's thoughts. From this point of view, No. 9's ability is more comprehensive."

You Ye said softly: "But in contrast, the dream of the past can find something deeper in the mind. The 18th and the 9th are different, and the direction of the ability they choose is naturally different. Why did the master deliberately choose this? Isn't the money owner that number 18 is good at dealing with?"

"Is it really not suitable?" Luo Qiu asked suddenly, "I think number 18 seems to be working hard, and she prepared all night last night, and she didn't even observe the two quasi-magicians in her game. "

"Because this is the beneficiary approved by you, Master." He smiled and said, "Naturally, the 18th dare not neglect."

Boss Luo smiled and said nothing, then remembered something, "By the way, is Xiaolu the same as No. 18?"

Yui nodded.

"That's really good." Boss Luo smiled, then stretched his waist and said, "Come out with me later."

"A supermarket?"

Luo Qiu nodded and said: "That's right, today is the discount day. Besides, Christmas is coming soon, don't you plan to decorate our place?"

"Then call Tai Yinzi and let him take things." You Ye nodded.

"That's not necessary." Luo Qiu shook his head: "The main god is preparing for the Christmas event in the game world right now, he's busy enough."

"Then ask Rong Youye to change clothes." The maid gracefully picked up the hem of her skirt.

But at this time, the bell in front of the club's door suddenly rang.

A woman with short white hair wearing leather boots and a painting tube hanging on her back walked in directly, and just after entering, she said boldly: "Boss, first order a big beer, and then get some delicious food."

As he said that, a ball of gray light flew towards Boss Luo, and the white-haired woman continued, "This is the money for the wine~ I just killed one on the road."

Luo Qiu simply received the ball of light, and then waved his hand. The maid didn't say anything, and went to prepare—just before leaving, she took a little look at the woman with short white hair—Nero.

"Miss Nero, long time no see." Boss Luo waved the chair next to Nero away.

But Nero seems to prefer to sit on the table - facing Boss Luo's table, he chuckled and said: "It seems that you don't like to see me very much?"

"We welcome guests without any obligation." Luo Qiu shook his head.

Nero narrowed his eyes and said, "Really? But why did I feel like I was going to die when that beautiful little maid of yours glanced at me just now?"

"That must be your illusion."

Luo Qiu followed and sat down.

(End of this chapter)