Trafford's Trading Club
Luo Qiu became the boss of a ‘club’ by chance. It was a weird club that sold strange items, assisted by a servant girl with 300 years of work experience. Countless people with dreams, hopes and ambitions came to the club, exchanging everything precious they owned just to fulfill their desires. They would offer their lifespan, items, and even their soul. Each successful trade would increase Luo Qiu’s lifespan by a little. “Tribute successful, your lifespan has increased by 99 years.” Thus, Luo Qiu began his endless life as the club’s boss.
Please Do Not Randomly Bite The Boss
Éditeur: TheSloth
The club's kitchen was much larger than it looked like... To be exact, the inside of the club was also much larger than what it occupied in this shopping street.
Luo Dance sat on the stool in front of the cabinet in the middle of the kitchen. She put her hands on the table and looked at the club's servant girl as if she were playing tricks.
The servant girl beating the eggs didn't mind it at all even though she was watched from the beginning to the end. At this point, You Ye smiled and asked suddenly, "Are you worrying about your friend now, Miss Luo?"
"Ah?" Luo Dance squinted and looked at the big sister. She felt it was gentle and soft, then nodded. She apologized, "I'm sorry, my sister is not bad, she is just says stuff she doesn't mean."
You Ye put down the eggbeater and said, "Miss Luo, we will never hurt our customers."
"Really?" asked Luo Dance.
You Ye nodded slightly, "Of course, as long as the customer is not malicious."