Trafford's Trading Club

Volume 9 – Chapter 81: Fluttering Dust

Even though Zhu Maolin invited Little Lu to accompany him, he didn’t talk much.

It felt like a boring revision class. A moment of conversation only happened when the busying students recalled something, and soon they would return to their task.

Little Lu felt a bit different about what was happening, probably because this man was somewhat different from most of the men she had contact with in the past. To be more accurate, the men whom she deliberately approached in the past.

But, she didn’t feel surprised because she knew that there would always be people in this world who were not materialistic and had a solid heart.

Indeed, she was well aware that a man with such quality would exist. In fact, she could find a couple of them if she worked hard to find them. That was why she deliberately looked for investors who fitted her.

If the goal was on one end, then keep going to the opposite end would stop her from reaching the goal. There was no need for her to do things that contradict her.

Since the end was so beautiful and innocent, it was somehow unrealistic, like a dream where people were so afraid that it was a mirage that did not exist, fearing that what awaited them was only a dead end.

By that time, it would be too overwhelming.

Therefore, some would go for the opposite side with their back facing against the dream-like future. After all, they found it more realistic, even if it was cruel.

“You don’t want to eat it? What are you thinking?”

Zhu Maolin used the serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of cow stomach from the hot pot and put it in Little Lu’s bowl. He then tapped the side of the bowl with his chopsticks, producing a ‘ding’ sound.

“It’s nothing.” Little Lu shook her head quickly and said, “I wonder if I will get fat if I eat so much. If I am too fat, it will be difficult to find a modeling job.”

Zhu Maolin said calmly, “It seems that people have thoughts that they don’t want others to know.”

He looked at Little Lu as if he was imparting some experience and said nonchalantly, “If you don’t want to say it, you don’t need to say it, just shake your head. Those who understand boundaries will understand you.”

Little Lu raised her face and said, “But the manager, most people still don’t understand the boundary. Sometimes, no matter how smart people are, they will be clueless and confused.”

“I’m asking you to accompany me for dinner, not to accompany me to discuss philosophy.” Zhu Maolin said while raising his hand and asked the waiter for a dipping sauce.

“Actually... it is my birthday today.” Little Lu lowered her head. Her voice was barely discernible amidst the noisy vocals and the music in the shop.

“Birthday?” Zhu Maolin showed curiosity.

Little Lu quickly took out her wallet and then took out her ID card, like a child eager to convince someone, “I’m serious. It’s not a lie!”

“To be honest...” Zhu Maolin’s gaze swept across the ID card and shook his head, “So far, I still feel everything being too coincidental. But, they are facts. I don’t think I can believe it anymore. Take it back. Don’t take this thing out casually.”

“Okay.” Little Lu continued, “We have been seeing each other these days. I find it inexplicable too.”

Zhu Maolin said calmly, “This city is not really big and not really small. I have an old classmate. It takes only 40 minutes to visit his house from my home. But, we haven’t seen each other in more than half a year. We met last time due to work reasons.”

Little Lu raised her head again and looked at Zhu Maolin.

Zhu Maolin chuckled lightly, appearing relaxed, “Perhaps, we didn’t just meet and know each other in these few days. We may have seen each other a long time ago, but you didn’t know me, and I didn’t know you.”

“Possible.” Little Lu smiled.

Zhu Maolin said, “Wait for me.”

He then left his seat.

Little Lu had no interest in these foods, especially hot pot dishes. Swallowing hot food made her feel like she was burned by fire. Hence, after Zhu Maolin left, she put down her chopsticks and turned off the hot pot induction cooker.

Even the hot steam also made her feel uncomfortable.

“Miao Xiaolu. Is this your original name? When did you get this ID?”

Suddenly, a young man with a scarf appeared next to the table, bent down, and looked at the uncollected ID card that she put on the table. He then looked at Little Lu again and asked curiously, “Sister Number 18, is it really your birthday today?”

“Do you really think so?” Little Lu glanced lightly, “Aren’t you going to check the details of the investor? Why did you come here?”

“I found out almost everything.”

Wearing a scarf, Dazhe sat down where Zhu Maolin was seated. He didn’t care less. He just swiped his finger, lifted the cooked beef balls in the hot pot soup with telepathy, and flew them into his mouth.

I’m just practicing myability. Dazhe thought.

Dazhe chewed and grunted, “Zhu Maolin and his wife used to have a child. At one night a few years ago...”

...

It turned out that there was a clubhouse here. Hou Chen Yuhan was a little surprised. If it weren’t for these housewives bringing her over, she didn’t know.

Hou Chen Yuhan rarely visited such a place.

In her memories, they had been busy since they got married. After she had her first child, she had less free time.

Perhaps those housewives are right. I should relax myself sometimes. At the very least, the physical comfort could help her relax temporarily.

The unlit aromatherapy in the room; the relaxation from the massage therapist with her back massaged at the right strength. All these helped relieve Hou Chen Yuhan’s mind.

Of course, it would be better if there were no students next to her chit-chatting.

But if she were to be alone, there seemed to be no different from being at home.

“Ms. Hou Chen, the SPA in this clubhouse is not bad.”

The housewife on the bed next to her turned her head with enjoyment, “As a woman if you don’t take good care of yourself, you can get old easily! Cherish yourself!”

This seemed to be an eternal topic for them.

Hou Chen Yuhan just smiled and didn’t say anything. As a matter of fact, she had not yet reached the stage where she would be concerned about her age.

After a break, a few housewives mysteriously dragged the relaxed Hou Chen Yuhan along. They walked towards the second floor of this hotel, “Mr. Hou Chen, we will bring you to a good place!”

Hou Chen Yuhan was taken aback. She had some aversion toward the ambiguous gaze from the housewives. However, she was dragged into the elevator and couldn’t say anything.

The elevator arrived. At the moment the door was opened, she was shocked. Subwoofers entered her gaze.

“Is there a disco on the second floor?” Hou Chen Yuhan was slightly surprised.

Disco... She hadn’t been to one for a long time. The previous visit was probably right after graduation. Before she became a potter, she and a few colleagues occasionally went to relax there.

“This is more fun than the disco!” One of the ladies narrowed her eyes.

Several people dragged Hou Chen Yuhan to a door. At this time, there were two men in black suits standing in front of the door. One of the women took out a golden card. The man opened the door quite respectfully.

Suddenly, a heatwave from the room rushed to her face.

Loud noise and intoxication; this place was wild.

In this room, colorful laser lights were continually moving – blue, green, red, and yellow.

The waiters patrolled the crowd. Apart from the waiters, there were only women in the hall, ranging from young to old.

A mad and wild crowd vibe radiated from these women.

Hou Chen Yuhan opened her mouth. Her body was a little stiff, so stiff that she was struggling in her movements.

When she looked up, she saw a T-shaped stage at the center of this refurnished room. There were several men with almost perfect figures, just wearing a pair of black underwear on the stage. They were dancing explicitly erotic in various poses.

Under every man on the T-shaped stage, the women screamed fanatically around the men.

The underwear of these men was already fully packed with money.

“Ms. Hou Chen! Isn’t this place great!?”

Mrs. Zhang next to her appeared like a wolf at this time, “I have arranged it accordingly. I will let one of the twelve VIP gigolos here to serve you!”

Twelve VIP gigolos?!

This turned out to be the place where women had fun with male prostitutes – Gigolo Shop!

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