Trafford’s Trading Club

449. Chapter 449 tofu skin and betrayal

Chapter 449 tofu skin and betrayal

Jinggangshan, Ciping.

With Black Soul Envoy’s ability to go to a place, it’s not a particularly difficult thing to do – even if Tai Yinzi is a newcomer who knows how to wear walls, let alone the 9th is Envoy. The old man of the year.

The command from the boss, let Black Soul go all the way, without any stop, and stepped into the place marked by the map given by the Club boss.

But what puzzled Black Soul on the 9th was that he had not been able to get further hints even though he had reached the place marked by the map.

On the map, the red mark is still flashing… and he doesn’t know what to do after he comes here.

According to the owner’s words, Black Soul is required to find something for him – obviously, this kind of thing is not easy to find. Because the original Black Soul listened to the meaning of Luo Qiu on the 9th, as if the thing he was looking for, even the owner himself was not sure.

Will there be a boss’s boss and not sure about it?

Black Soul No. 9 does not believe in the emergence of this situation.

However, Black Soul 9 has very good patience. Moreover, the new master does not let the map point him to such a hint for no reason at all – perhaps here, he still needs to find out what clues he is.

So he came to the place of Ciping – and he didn’t know why he would eventually choose to stay in this place and wait.

It’s just because… When he stepped into Jinggangshan, the two words of Ciping naturally emerged in his thoughts.

Black Soul said that this is an alternative reminder given to him by the new master.

Here, everywhere is full of history.

On the street with many museums and memorials, Black Soul stood on an old tree and looked at an old house in alley silently.

Why is he looking at it?

he does not know.

……

……

San’er’s life seems to have changed a bit… but it seems that there has been nothing changed.

She still runs her tofu shop, still taking care of her daughter’s daily life, and working as usual.

San’er feels that his life is actually like waiting for the cool soy milk, shallow milky yellow, very calm, only a few rising water vapor.

But the surface of the soy milk will soon solidify. As long as you pick it with a bamboo stick, it is easy to pick another thing that is full of wrinkles: tofu skin.

Is Mark the tofu skin that condenses in her life?

“Let’s put it here, can you?”

San’er, who was thinking about it before the stone mill, suddenly heard the voice of Mark behind her. She was almost shocked and turned quickly.

I saw that Mark simply wore a shirt with some old… It was originally a white shirt, but some places were already yellow. There are a lot of molds next to Mark – this is the tool used to press tofu molding.

The yellowed shirt, the trousers that rolled up the trousers, and the small cracked leather shoes… For a moment, San’er seemed to see a familiar figure that had already gone early.

Why… will he wear these clothes?

“Oh… yes.”

San’er nodded quickly. “I am bothering you. You don’t have to do this.”

Mark is said indifferently: “It doesn’t matter, I am still idle. I put it here, you continue to work.”

Mark didn’t have too much stop–San’er found that Mark is a relatively silent person for a lot of time. He doesn’t talk to himself too much. Sometimes he might say a few words with Little Zhi. But that’s just because I am tired of Little Zhi’s grinding people?

Mark didn’t say how long he would live, and San’er didn’t take the initiative to ask him how long he would stay… as if and nonexistence, or everyone deliberately avoided this topic.

San’er continues to work.

On that day, Zhang Kun came to see Mark and left. The next day, he came again. Mark didn’t come out, and didn’t even leave the small room where he lived—the neighborhood of San’er.

It was only that night, I heard that Zhang Kun was drunk, or something, fell into the pit, broke his hands and feet… Now lying in the bed of the town school hospital, at least one or two months can not get out of bed.

San’er sometimes thinks… Does Zhang Kun really have an accident? That night, Mark didn’t seem to be out of the room.

But she still doesn’t know.

She just knew that her tofu had a man who had nothing to do with her. She had nothing to do with her, and she accidentally arranged for her to fish him from the river.

The man claimed to have lost his memory.

Then he said that he is called Mark and lives here temporarily.

Steam simmering, San’er picked up a thin piece of rotted skin, then dried it up, and after it was cold, it was tofu skin.

……

……

Cheng Yiran is busy as usual for a whole day… Of course, progress is certain, after all, enjoy so many resources.

Cheng Yiran can feel that the company’s attention to him seems to have increased a lot – because Cheng Yun has obviously seen his time in the past two days, and he has the politeness to surprise Cheng Yiran.

But he still remembers what happened to Mr. Zhong at K&C that night… and, remembering the last sentence that Mr. Zhong said.

Just a day after the end of the course, Cheng Yiran was a little tired, went back to the rest and found that Li Zifeng seems to have been there for some time, looking at the magazine.

This person is always able to arrange what he needs very well.

“Oh, come back.” Li Zifeng quickly put down the magazine in his hand and smiled with said with a smile: “How are you feeling today?”

“Yes.” Cheng Yiran, who just sat down, looked tired, his head on the sofa, looking at the ceiling, and some disappointment.

Li Zifeng at this time said with a smile : “Come on, I will tell you a good rest, the time for the first show is determined. A gold show, you have a song to sing and interact with the host!”

“It’s really good news.” Cheng Yiran recovered some spirit and nodded.

Li Zifeng said: “Work hard, I am waiting for you to win in the first battle!”

Cheng Yiran is naturally full of confidence.

Li Zifeng suddenly said this time: “Yes, I found Hong Guan yesterday.”

“Is it…” Cheng Yiran nodded. “What did he say?”

“He…” Li Zifeng paused, shaking his head and saying: “He refused me, didn’t want the work of the TV station.”

“Why?” Cheng Yiran said, “This is not… isn’t it good?”

Li Zifeng looked bitter with a smile: “It is reasonable to say that, but he said something to me… Also, you tell me honestly, are you something that squats at the company?”

Cheng Yiran, a subconscious, thought of the guitar… Is it something that is being seen? Cheng Yiran can’t help but recall what he had done before the big boss.

That night, although he conquered all the guests, but he did not see any difference in the body of the big boss, Mr. Zhong, the boss, did not seem to be affected by the guitar, and finally told him A word of unknown meaning.

So far, Cheng Yiran always feels the meaning of that sentence, let him in the heart faint uneasiness.

Cheng Yiran couldn’t hide the uneasiness in the heart at this time, and it was very good in front of Li Zifeng. “I don’t know what you want to say.”

Li Zifeng took a deep breath of said angrily: “Also, Hong Guan told me something…you have been drifting north before.”

“Hong Guan ……” Cheng Yiran sighed, subconsciously: “It won’t…”

It’s not a guitar thing… but if it’s the thing when they drifted north, then…

Li Zifeng nodded. “Yes, he told me that you have done something that you missed and spent a few months at the detention center…”

“He actually told you! He…” Cheng Yiran suddenly interrupted Li Zifeng’s words: “He actually… actually did this! Why?!”

There was a trace of anger on Cheng Yiran’s face.

He never wants to think about the past, they will not mention each other, and this kind of agreement… is broken like this!

Hong Guan Ah Hong Guan… Is it really because I have the opportunity to realize my dreams, let you become like this, and regard the former agreement as nonsense?

A feeling of betrayal made Cheng Yiran squeeze his fist.

(End of this chapter)