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Soon after, You Ye brought the masks that Luoqiu needed.
These three masks were naturally left behind by the previous owner — the next difficult choice was to make.
At first, they were only used to cover his face in future transactions and to hide his identity. But after these three masks were taken out, each one was quite exquisite.
Luoqiu picked up one of them and carefully touched the decoration on it — this was undoubtedly a Venetian mask, and it was a half-face type of 'bauta'. The molding was also unusually gorgeous. Luoqiu put it on subconsciously.
A feeling of sticking to his face spread out, but soon disappeared. In the end, it seemed to have completely integrated with his skin. Not only did it not feel dull at all, but it even seemed that he could not feel the weight of his face.
— Hypocritical Mask: Invisibility after wearing.
Such a message suddenly flowed into Luoqiu's mind. He looked at You Ye curiously and said, "Can you see me now?"
"Visually, no." You Ye said indifferently, "But You Ye can feel the existence of the owner."
Luoqiu was stunned. He took a mirror and looked at it, and found that he had disappeared in the mirror. After fiddling with it for a while, he took off this' bauta '.
Although it could make him invisible, it seemed to be of no use. He just wanted the customer not to know his identity, not to directly make himself invisible.
But as a gadget, it seemed to be good.
Luoqiu picked up the second mask. It was a pulp mask. Although it was made of pulp, the hardening technology was good. It was a white mask with golden eyes and split lips painted with red paint … It was actually a Japanese fox mask.
Luoqiu also tried to wear it.
— The face of the Inari God, you can pray for a bumper harvest. [Love ↑ go △ small ↑ say △ w]
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Hmm … it might be useful in ancient or modern times where farming techniques were not good. However, the Japanese fox mask didn't match Luo Qiu's outfit at all, so it wasn't of much use to him.
He had to pick up the third mask — a clown mask.
After putting it on, he didn't feel any discomfort. Just like when he put on the measuring mask, the information about this clown mask flowed into his mind.
— — The True Clown, the ability to see through all magic tricks.
The so-called magic here was the kind of performance that used special methods and props to deceive one's vision, not the kind of magic that used supernatural abilities.
"Luckily, it's just a fair-faced clown. If it's a colorful one, then hehe." Luoqiu said to amuse himself, "No customers are willing to come in. Would the boss they see be Uncle Mai?"
You Ye obviously didn't understand, so she didn't express her opinion.
"I'll take this. Although the ability is still useless, it's still better than the other two. "Luoqiu stood up.
He didn't look funny with the clown mask. On the contrary, because of the servant girl's outfit, Luoqiu with the clown mask had a mysterious and playful feeling … but there seemed to be something missing.
Luoqiu looked left and right in front of the full-body mirror, trying to find out what was missing. At this time, You Ye took out a top hat, a black cane, and a set of white gloves from the cloakroom.
Luoqiu put on the top hat and gloves and waved the cane in his hand casually. It felt pretty good.
"Hmm, call me Mr. Clown in the future." Luoqiu said with a playful smile, "In this place of desire, having a clown feels pretty good."
"Master, as long as you're happy."
Luoqiu wanted to complain, but at this time, the wind chime in the club's lobby rang.
Luo Qiu muttered and went downstairs. He had just put on a new dress, and now there was a guest waiting for him. What a coincidence …
He saw a young man standing nervously at the entrance. He didn't choose to walk in directly, but instead, he observed the surroundings.
Although he was young, Luoqiu estimated that this person was probably a few years older than him.
It was easy to see a person's nature and temperament from their behavior … This was probably a well-educated rich young master or a successful person.
"Welcome, this is the Terras Trading Club. May I ask how I can help you … Esteemed customer."
With both hands holding the cane behind his back, Luoqiu walked down the stairs step by step and observed the young man's reaction.
"You are?" However, the young man was still very careful and did not choose to take a step in. He still stood at the entrance, and his expression became even more alert.
"Me?" Luo Qiu intended to smile … but then he realized that he was wearing a mask, so he said indifferently, "I'm the owner of the club. You can call me boss, or you can call me … Mr. Clown."
Loki walked to the front of the young man and 'smelled' a familiar smell … the smell of a black card.
Yes, this was the third time he had come to trade with them. Except for Agile who came in by herself, all of them were black card holders.
How many black cards did the club give out before? Luoqiu couldn't help muttering again, but he didn't stop talking with the customer, "Customer, don't you want to come in?"
"Can any wish be granted here?" The young man frowned and asked.
Luoqiu suddenly snapped his fingers and then opened his palm. A black card floated above his palm. He then said with a smile, "Customer, since you come here with a card, you should have confidence in this place."
The young man subconsciously touched his chest and even pulled open his suit jacket. Looking at the inner pocket, he found that the black card that was originally hidden there had disappeared.
He took a deep breath and calmed down quickly, saying in a low voice, "Hello, Mr. Clown. My name is Zhong Luochen. I'm here to make a deal with you. "
One couldn't neglect a customer. Luoqiu politely made an inviting gesture and said cheerfully, "You Ye, greet the customer."
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It was natural to sweat on a hot day, but if one was still sweating in a room with an air conditioner of 18 degrees, then … of course, it was because they had done something intense.
Cheng Yun lit a cigarette and looked at the charming woman lying on the bed with satisfaction.
She was a receptionist of Gu Yue Zhai.
She didn't have a strong background, but she was pretty and smart. She also wanted to climb up, so she chose the fastest and most effective way.
Cheng Yun knew what this woman wanted — because he knew what a woman wanted. Therefore, before his boss got Zhang Qingrui, he had already gotten this receptionist.
Of course, although this receptionist was good, she couldn't compare with Zhang Qingrui, who was the best in terms of family background and knowledge.
However, Cheng Yun was self-aware. He knew what kind of woman he could mess with casually and what kind of woman he couldn't touch at present.
"Why are you so free this time? Don't you need to follow your young boss?" The receptionist looked at Cheng Yun with a charming smile.
Cheng Yun was also wondering about this matter. After leaving Gu Yue Zhai in the morning, Zhong Luochen hurried back to Gu Yue Zhai in the afternoon. After that, Zhong Luochen sent him away and went off to an unknown place by himself.
Ever since he came to this city, Cheng Yun had been working hard, but now he was sent away. He even wondered if Zhong Luochen suddenly gave him the cold shoulder because of the old woman's words during the day.
Damn it, I can't go on like this. Otherwise, all my hard work will be in vain.
For example, this woman was so scheming. If she knew that he had lost his ability, she would turn against him immediately.
Although he was such a scheming person, his kung fu was indeed very good. He also wanted to continue playing for a few more days. Most importantly, he still wanted to stay by Zhong Luochen's side and gain more trust. This way, his status in the capital would be higher.
"During the day, I saw your family's Miss Zhang seemed to have personally invited two people to the storage room. May I know who they are?"
The woman knew that Cheng Yun always cared about Zhang Qingrui. She also knew that he was trying to please her boss. But it didn't matter, as long as this man could give her what she wanted. Therefore, she didn't hesitate to tell Cheng Yun what she knew about Zhang Qingrui's hobbies.
"That woman is a deputy editor of a local newspaper. She has been here twice before." The woman recalled, "I just met her at that time. As for the other man, I don't know. He was brought here by Ren Ziling. But they seemed to be very close. Maybe he was a good friend or a younger brother. "
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