He looked a little bit tired, and although he tried his best to maintain the basic courtesy of not squinting, he could still feel uneasy. He was wearing a black suit but did not wear a tie, and the collar buttons were not fastened.
In addition, there were some wrinkles in his suit, there was a faint stubble on his face, and his eyes were bloodshot, obviously because he didn't get enough rest.
Generally speaking, this guest gave Luo Qiu the feeling that he had not slept well all night or had not slept at all, and was in a very troubled state.
Also, the accent sounds like a local.
Hmm... That's all I can know for the time being. Luo Qiu nodded secretly in his heart. Then... there was nothing more.
——Let’s take a look at the environment at the scene.
The fact that the guest came in and held a club voucher in his hand clearly showed that he knew something about "".
Then Luo Qiu, as the new boss, remained silent after looking at him in silence... He didn't know what he should do next.
You should... greet the guests? But how should you greet them? Follow the example of the previous boss and show up handsomely? The problem is that when they come in, he is already sitting... or introduce the things here and say something that others did not listen to.
Is there something he has learned to improve his performance? But except for the pair of 'Crimson Moon', which he has some recognition of, he can only laugh at other things.
So, talking about 'Crimson Moon' with someone who is much older than you in this grade is actually a tricky topic?
This is so fucking embarrassing.
He didn't know what to do next...but he was still waiting, looking at Luo Qiu anxiously, making him feel even more awkward.
"You...do you want anything?"
After brewing for a long time, Luo Qiu finally broke the silence first.
"You are..." the middle-aged man said doubtfully.
"This is the owner of the club. Guest, please take a seat." Youye said suddenly.
Although it is just a doll, it is an impeccable doll in every aspect. It even knows how to solve problems for its owner. At this moment, Luo Qiu even felt that the most useless thing left by his former boss was the boring manual.
, and the most useful one is obviously Youye, the capable maid.
It's a pity that it's just a doll, it's just a doll, it's a doll.
You Ye led the awkward middle-aged man to the reception area and sat down... It was actually just a round table near the window.
After the guests sat down, You Ye walked to Luo Qiu and said softly: "The master only needs to listen to the guests' needs and then evaluate whether it is worth buying or selling. If you feel that the transaction fee provided by the other party is not enough, there is no need to refuse.
relation."
It's just a reminder, what a considerate servant girl.
Luo Qiu nodded. He would be nervous like an ordinary person, but he would not show it too much. Probably because of his personality, Luo Qiu calmly walked to the middle-aged man and sat down.
"Are you...really the owner of this club?" The middle-aged man looked Luo Qiu up and down.
"Is it weird?" Luo Qiu asked.
The middle-aged man shook his head quickly, as if he was afraid of causing displeasure, and explained: "No, no, no...it's just, it's just different from what I imagined."
Luo Qiu had always been very curious, so he immediately asked: "Then what does it look like in your imagination?"
The middle-aged man said: "I have heard the legend of this club from my ancestors. Even if I tell my grandfather, he doesn't know how long this club has existed."
Having said this, the middle-aged man looked at Luo Qiu and said, "According to my grandfather, he has bought things here three times in his life. The boss's appearance has not changed every time he met... but he doesn't seem to be a young man."
"Let's talk about what this gentleman needs." Luo Qiu said lightly.
He hoped to leave some mysterious feeling to the other party... Actually, he didn't feel that doing so would be of any help to the subsequent transaction. He just felt that his previous boss also gave him such a mysterious feeling, and it seemed that he should learn from it.
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly placed the black card in his hand on the table.
He must have attached great importance to this card, because from the moment he entered the store to now, he has been holding it with both hands, "This, this! I, I want to buy back my factory!"
Then the middle-aged man began to tell his story.
The middle-aged man is called Jin Zifu. His family has run a large-scale machine tool production factory for several generations, and he is still a well-known person in the city. Of course, for Luo Qiu, who does not care much about the business world, he is indeed the first I heard this name once.
Recently, there was a crisis in Jin Zifu's factory, that is, the factory unknowingly no longer belonged to him, but became the property of his son-in-law.
It turns out that in recent years, his son-in-law would occasionally ask him to sign some documents. At that time, he didn't pay much attention because of trust. When he realized it, the factory had changed hands, and more importantly, even his property had also changed hands. It became owned by my son-in-law.
His daughter died in a car accident a few years ago, but his son-in-law never remarried. He worked conscientiously in the factory every day and took care of his one-year-old child as a father and mother.
It is precisely because of this that Jin Zifu trusts his son-in-law more and more, and precisely because of this, he unknowingly loses everything about himself.
"Zi Qian... no, that beast actually plans to demolish the factory and use the factory land to cooperate with developers to build large luxury housing estates! The workers can only get a small severance package! How many families! They Some have worked in my factory for half their lives...I will never allow this to happen!"
…
Looking at the cards on the table, they are completely black, with a golden mark engraved on one side. If I remember correctly, the appearance of this mark is 70% similar to the outline of the altar on the third floor below.
.
But...you want to use this card as trading gold?
Luo Qiu, who had no idea about the cards, still felt that this was starting to become embarrassing again...
"We already know what you want, sir."
Youye walked out now holding an exquisite teacup and teapot. After putting down the tray, he reached out to pick up the card and said with a smile: "There is only one coat of arms left. It will disappear after completing this transaction. According to the rules
, you will enjoy a 10% discount on the transaction fee... Are you sure you want to proceed with the transaction? If you are sure, please tell me the transaction fee you think is appropriate. Of course, whether the transaction fee is appropriate or not, our boss ultimately needs to judge."
Yu Ye is great!
"I...I know the rules." Jin Zifu took a deep breath and said, "My grandfather told me the rules before he died."
Having said this, Jin Zifu suddenly fell silent. Luo Qiu could see clearly that he was determined to come to this place, but he was not determined to completely complete this transaction.
"Use...half of my remaining life span." Finally, words came out of Jin Zifu's mouth that surprised Luo Qiu.
After roughly reading the so-called owner's manual, Luo Qiu still had no idea about the operation of the club. Everything was very novel...and from the moment he came into contact with the altar, he felt mysterious.
life?
He forced himself to be an audience, wanting to see how Youye dealt with the middle-aged man and see this absurd yet realistic scene.
"I understand." Youye nodded at this time: "For humans, life is one of the most precious commodities. Please wait for a moment, and please close your eyes, guest."
At this moment, You Ye suddenly stretched out a finger and gently touched Jin Zifu's forehead.
Not long after, Youye retracted his arm and put on the black gloves again... in fact, he had always worn them.
"Sir, based on your physical condition, it is initially estimated that your remaining life span is thirty-seven years. Half of your life span is eighteen years and six months."
"Eighteen years..." Jin Zifu flashed a look of fear, but gritted his teeth and said: "Eighteen years is eighteen years. I can't let all the employees who follow me suffer with me. They also have a family of young and old.
, if there is no more this factory... I have decided to use my eighteen years and six months to exchange for my factory!"
"I'm sorry, sir. Whether the transaction is completed or not, the boss still needs to decide whether the transaction fee you paid is appropriate."
"This this……"
Seeing Jin Zifu start to look at him uneasily again, Luo Qiu God damn started to feel embarrassed again...
Assessment, how to assess?
"Perhaps our boss needs some time to think about it." You Ye smiled and said: "This guest, you can go back first. If there is news, the card in your hand will give you instructions... Then, welcome''.
