Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 851 The 'Devil' Deal ([-])

Although Bucky is very resistant to the behavior of paying on credit—because it will make him feel like he is under pressure to work for others, but the power of faith can be generated in an endless stream after all, so Bucky doesn’t feel too much. sad.

Generally speaking, a fanatical believer like Mr. Besson can produce a unit of power of faith within three days, while a believer who is inferior to Mr. Besson can use about eight to ten It takes only one day to produce the power of faith of a unit.

And a unit needs to be completed on the same believer, and it is impossible for several believers to "make up the order" together, so in theory, even a fanatical believer like Mr. Besson, the power of faith that can be produced in his life is also There is a threshold.

Therefore, if you want to gain the power of faith in more units, you must either develop more believers, or turn ordinary believers into loyal believers.

I heard that on top of fanatical believers like Mr. Besson, there is another type of believers who can provide multiple units a day, and these people are called petitioners by the gods.The petitioners generally live in the kingdom of the gods.

Oh... of course Bucky is a very pragmatic guy, so petitioners are too far away for him, and he doesn't know how to make them.

In fact, he now has more than [-] believers under his banner, and the entire church is now and will be in the initial stage of the development of the mysterious idea for a long time.

First set a small goal, for example, [-] believers.

"Then...then if I want to buy something in the future, how can I find you?" Bucky knew that such super support as the maid could not be retained, so he simply began to plan for the future.

When Lucifer contracted him back then, he even gave him the ability to call Lucifer.Thinking about it this way, this club won't be more stingy than Lucifer, right?

The maid smiled slightly at this time, "My master put it here before my vacation, and I will give it to you when it is about the same time. Now is the time."

With that said, You Ye sent a black card to Bucky's hand.Bucky looked at it curiously, but couldn't see anything special about it, except that there was a special golden mark on it.

The maid lady said indifferently: "This is a five-time [-]% discount card. When you need it, it will guide you to our store, and you can enjoy a [-]% discount within five transactions."

Bucky nodded, and then asked curiously, "Why five times?"

The maid blinked her eyes and said: "Because there are ten [-]% off cards, a hundred [-]% off cards, five [-]% off cards, ten [-]% off cards...even the highest level eternal [-]% off cards As for what kind of black card you can get in the end, it depends on your own efforts. The more generous the customer, the longer the customer who cooperates with us, of course, the more discounts we will get. This is the law of business, isn’t it? ?"

Forever [-]% off card!
Bucky didn't think about it so much, but simply did an arithmetic problem in his mind - he owed the club two hundred units of power of faith, if he had this Eternal 120% off card in hand, that is to say, as long as he gave [-] units is enough!
Bucky couldn't help breathing faster, and then asked nervously: "Has anyone really gotten the eternal [-]% discount card?"

The maid said indifferently: "Of course I have, and it's your senior."

"Senior...who?" Bucky was taken aback.

However, after the maid showed a beautiful smile, she disappeared from Bucky's face—as she said, the work of tutoring Bucky at the beginning of the game has been completed, and she will not give Bucky any free money. s help.

……

After finishing talking with the maid, Bucky walked back along the road.From a distance, Bucky saw his most loyal and lovely believer, Mr. Besson.

As the first servant who takes care of the daily life and food of the envoy of God, Mr. Besson is very dedicated to his duty.

Spitting on the palm of his hand, rubbing a handful casually and then rubbing it on his hair, Bucky checked his appearance in the mirror of a car before putting on the carnival mask.

Bucky walked out from behind the car with his hands behind his back, let out a low coughing sound, "Besson, my servant, you can leave now."

"Messenger!" Mr. Besson quickly came to Bucky, and said with joy: "Just now, one of our lovely believers told me that he is willing to bring his family to you and listen to what the messenger said. Gospel delivered."

"Oh, really? Let's meet when we get a chance." Bucky nodded casually.

Now, with the assistance of the maid, Bucky feels that his basic position is secure, so he is naturally not in a hurry—as a noble messenger of God, how can he appear vulgar?

"Okay, I will tell him the truth." Mr. Besson nodded, "Let his beautiful daughter and wife wait, messenger, you are indeed tired."

Bucky coughed twice again, and said sternly: "I think it's a little inappropriate to keep future believers who want to hear the gospel waiting. Well, if you let anyone who is free, come and meet tomorrow. "

"Messenger, you are benevolent!" Mr. Besson praised: "I will definitely notify him of his arrival as soon as possible."

Bucky nodded, and added at the end, "And his daughter and wife, I won't let them go..."

"Huh?" Mr. Besson was taken aback.

Baki's face was not red and his heart was not beating: "I mean, I will not let go of any opportunity to spread the glory of my Lord."

In the midst of Mr. Besson's praise again, Bucky happily got into the car and slowly left the underground parking lot of the hospital.

At this moment, Mr. Besson's phone rang again, "It must be good news from believers again! Messenger, can I answer the phone?"

Bucky waved his hand—this guy is good, but the fact that he has to give himself a report every time he does something is a little bit inkling... Bucky yawned quietly, feeling a little hungry.

Recently, he feels that he is particularly prone to starvation - whenever he is hungry, he wants to eat meat, especially the medium-rare steak.

Bucky never knew that this kind of half-rare steak mixed with blood could be so delicious... Next time, do you want the chef to try to make it more raw?
"Messenger! Another piece of good news!" Mr. Besson turned his head at this time, with a look of surprise on his face, "Sure enough, under the guidance of my lord, more and more elites will join us."

"Oh, whose wife is this time... I mean, who is it this time?" Bucky asked curiously.

Mr. Besson said at this time: "This time this one is different from my previous friends. This time this one is the real boss behind my company!"

Bucky was taken aback for a moment. During this period of time, he talked with Mr. Besson's wife about the brilliance of human nature in simple terms, and Bucky also learned a lot about Mr. Besson from the side.

For example, how did he get rich more than ten years ago, what kind of business he is doing now, and Mr. Besson's own company is actually a subsidiary of a large group, etc.

For the president of a small company like Mr. Besson, his friends are already in the circle of rich people, so if it is the big boss behind Mr. Besson, I don’t know what kind of crocodile he is!

Bucky immediately became interested. Once the big boss behind Mr. Besson can be subdued, it will be of immeasurable benefit to his future development!

"Who is this man?"

Mr. Besson hurriedly said, "It's Mr. Saint-François!"

San Fran?
Bucky was taken aback for a moment, this name seems... never heard of it at all?

But since this person is the big boss behind Besson, he probably has huge energy in society, right?But Bucky is not cowardly at all—didn't he subdue a big boss from the Ministry of National Defense just now!

"Oh, I see. When I'm free, you can bring him over and let me meet you."

"Messenger, I will not let you down!" Mr. Besson nodded solemnly.

"By the way, what does so-and-so's wife look like, is she a smart woman?" Bucky asked a question he was more concerned about.

The car left slowly.

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humble house.

The humidity at night is a bit heavy, especially in this ancient city by the sea.Fortunately, it's summer now, so the humidity and cool wind obviously won't make people feel uncomfortable.

Song Ying is still busy with the affairs of the Song Dynasty Group.

Strictly speaking, the Song family has a big business but a small family.Because Song Tianyou traveled across the ocean back then, he was the only real Song family member, and the rest were only a few loyal old servants.

And most of these old people have lost less in the hard work of these years.Therefore, even though Song Tianyou took root in South America and reorganized the Song family, the Song family is still a thin population.

Chinese people have traditions of Chinese people, Song Tianyou is a very traditional person, and still maintains some old ideas in many aspects, such as the family business is passed on to sons but not to daughters—even though Song Ying used her excellence to win Mr. Song's attention. This is convenient for many tolerance and changes, but there is still a long way to go to truly overthrow Mr. Song's inherent concerns.

She worked hard for it, even using her room as an office.

After eleven o'clock, the servant brought supper and refreshing drinks.

Song Ying put down the document in hand and lifted the cup, but suddenly remembered something, so she stopped and asked, "How is that guy doing? Did the etiquette teacher say anything?"

The servant is actually not very old, even younger than Song Ying—in fact, he was trained in the village and then came out. His identity is Gan Hong's junior, a graduate who graduated two years later than Gan Hong , name Akiko, Japanese descent.

"That guy?" Akiko is a vigorous girl with a lively personality. At this time, she blinked her eyes and asked playfully, "Which guy is Miss Sakura talking about?"

Song Ying rolled her eyes: "Want to die? What do you want to do?"

Yakiko giggled, she was not very old, but she was very predictable. When she laughed, her breasts trembled shamelessly. She wrapped her fingers around a lock of her hair and said softly: "Young Master Qiu finished it a long time ago." With the guidance of the etiquette teacher, it should be about rest now."

Song Ying froze for a moment, frowned and said, "It's finished early? Didn't you turn on the water?"

Yajizi said: "Miss, it's not like you don't know how old-fashioned this etiquette teacher is. Even if we want to release water for Young Master Qiu, it's impossible for Mr. Krall to release water."

Song Ying shook her head, "How should I say it?"

Yakiko said with a strange face: "Mr. Krall said that this young master Qiu doesn't need to learn any etiquette at all. As long as he sits here, he is already a model of etiquette-I can't say what it is. Clearly, after all, Mrs. Krall came out not long after she went in, and even scolded you, Miss, and asked if you deliberately entertained him."

"Is it really that good?" Song Ying frowned, and said to herself, "Krall is the etiquette teacher of many descendants of ancient nobles, it can be said to be an encyclopedia of etiquette, and she gave such a high evaluation... …Didn’t he grow up in an ordinary family?”

At this time, Yajizi held his cheeks and said: "Hey, Miss, do you feel that this Young Master Qiu's appearance is too incredible?"

Song Ying looked at Akiko.

Yakiko didn't seem to notice the change in Song Ying's expression, but stared blankly at the ceiling and said, "You tell me, the young master just went on a mission and picked someone up at random, and it turned out to be the old man who was looking for it hard." Decades of relatives, this is too much of a coincidence, right?"

Song Ying asked abruptly: "What do you want to say? You mean my uncle has a problem with this matter?"

Yakiko shook his head: "Of course I don't doubt the young master, but this young master Qiu who appeared out of nowhere is hard to say. Anyway, with the current technology, it is quite easy to forge a strong blood relationship, right? "

Song Ying shook her head, although she was a little shaken when Yakiko said this.

It is easy for others to think that the appearance of 'Master Qiu' is strange, and it may even be aimed at the wealth of the Song family. It is absolutely impossible to say that there is no leak.

If it's an elaborate hoax.

Father Song, her grandfather, really likes Luo Qiu... This Luo Qiu is simply specially cultivated to please Old Master Song.

"Yajizi, do something for me." Thinking about it, Song Ying changed her tone and said seriously, "You must not let Uncle Wu know."

"Miss, tell me." Akiko patted her chest.

Song Ying clung to Yakiko's ear and said in a low voice, "I want you to go to Huaguo overnight, and I will tell you that you are helping me on a business trip. After you arrive in Huaguo, I will I will give you instructions on what to do next."

Akiko nodded, "Then I'll go right away."

……

It is also in the humble house, but facing Song Ying, Luo Qiu's room is placed on the west wing side - Gan Hong's room is next to Luo Qiu, and the room is the same.

In the words of ancient times, Gan Hong might be defined as a housewife.

But at this time Gan Hong was no longer there, and she had been told to go to rest a long time ago—Of course, Luo Qiu used some tricks to make this girl who insisted on staying up late fall asleep easily.

"Really, Bucky has already entered orbit." Luo Qiu smiled slightly.

Of course, it is not talking to the air, but to a three-dimensional image on the table.

Only about [-] centimeters high, this is the projection of the club’s maid in front of the boss—no matter where it looks so perfect, it’s as delicate as a living figure, which makes people grasp it The idea of ​​carefully playing with the palm of your hand.

"Now that Bucky has subdued Ofi, his journey will be much easier..." The maid was still working on her work report.

Although the boss is on vacation, he has temporarily transferred most of the authority to the maid, but the maid has never changed her position. In You Ye's eyes, this transfer of authority is just to share more trivial matters for the master. so that he can have a pleasant vacation.

"You can deal with Bucky's matter. I'm more curious about another matter." Luo Qiu pondered for a while, and then asked suddenly: "If you want to perform miracles, there should be many ways. Why did you choose in the end?" What about Dr. Franky? I think he must have been brilliant at the last moment of his life."

I only heard the maid lady softly said: "Because it is so dazzling, Youye wants to keep it until the return of the master, and wait for you to see it with your own eyes. Time can brew fragrance, not the master you say Is it?"

Luo Qiu was stunned for a moment, looking at the delicate projection of the maid in front of him, he moved his fingers slightly, wanting to touch the delicate projection's lips.

A wonderful thought.

Luo Qiu took a deep breath... This suppressed emotion, this faint feeling that should have been born a few words earlier... is really wonderful.

"Wait for me to come back." He said softly.

(End of this chapter)