The gloomy weather that had been brewing for a whole day finally came to an end when it was almost nine o 'clock at night.
It was neither too heavy nor too light. It was a moderate rain.
Luo Qiu opened the door of the club. There were very few pedestrians on the road when it rained, so the road naturally became deserted. It was a good time to look at the city.
He was ready to go home. As long as he was in this city, he would choose to go home at this time because it was very convenient to go back and forth.
But since it was a moderate rain, he planned to go home safely. But Boss Luo had to give up his plan immediately.
At this moment, a person was standing outside the club in the rain, letting the rain beat on him … It was a big boy, who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old.
The rain washed away the hustle and bustle of the street, but it didn't wash away the smell of Black Soul on the boy. Luoqiu could distinguish the source of the smell.
He had smelled this smell before, the smell of Black Soul 18.
What a diligent messenger, Luoqiu thought.
Luoqiu slowly returned to the lobby of the club. He knew the boy was about to come in … because he was about to see the door of the club.
"Make a cup of ginger tea."
Luoqiu looked at the servant girl and ordered softly.
…
"… That day in class, I wrote something on the eraser and planned to pass it to her, but I accidentally threw it over my head and dropped it on the ground. The teacher accidentally stepped on it. This auntie was wearing high heels and almost fell down. She and I both knew what happened, so we were very happy. "
He was talking about the things that happened between him and the girl. Scene after scene, it was as if it had just happened yesterday.
Ding Dongsheng and Qiao Rongrong.
A cup of warm ginger tea didn't seem to make him feel the coldness of the rain, but these memories seemed to bring him warmth.
Luoqiu was used to listening to other people's stories.
He didn't care about the time to go home. When a guest needed an audience, he was always a good one.
It was as if every little thing was a memory that Ding Dongsheng could recall … Until he had nothing to say, and spoke of all the little memories that were hidden in his heart. Only then did he suddenly fall silent, not knowing what to do.
"And, and … and what else?" Ding Dongsheng grabbed his hair with both hands and closed his eyes. "There should be more, there should be more … Let me think, there should be more!"
Slap.
He slammed his hands on the table at the same time. His face was ferocious and desolate. "There will be many, many memories! We should have a lot of memories! It was all because of that man! It's all because of him that Rongrong left me! Leave this world!! I want this man to taste the consequences! I want him to pay for what he did! I don't want him to have it easy!! "
He looked straight at the boss of the club.
There was no fear in Ding Dongsheng's eyes … He was not afraid at all. Hatred had covered his eyes, and anger had also covered his reason.
"Do you know that once a request is made here, it is not allowed to be changed," Luoqiu said indifferently, "So before making a request, we allow our guests to think carefully."
"Do you need it?" Ding Dongsheng asked.
After a moment of silence, Luoqiu said, "As far as I know, the police in this city have begun to investigate the cram school. Xu Zhao, who you hate, will not be able to escape from the law. That is to say, you want him to be punished sooner or later … Guest, are you sure you want to make such a request? "
"I can't wait." Ding Dongsheng said in a low voice, "God knows when the police will investigate? One month? Two months? Or half a year? But I can't wait for even one day!! Even if I assume that he has done something illegal, what can I do to him? Besides, even if he is arrested, what can he do? At most, he will be imprisoned! But Rongrong … after all … I can't let him have it easy! "
Luoqiu looked straight into Ding Dongsheng's eyes. He felt like his body was being torn apart, but he didn't avoid it.
"I see." Luo Qiu nodded, "But customer, how do you intend to pay for it?"
Ding Dongsheng took a deep breath. He took out a box from the pocket of his clothes.
The box was about the size of a palm.
The moment the box was opened, a piece of bronze appeared in front of Luoqiu. Ding Dongsheng said, "I want to use this! This is an heirloom of my family. It is said to be a very valuable treasure! Is it enough? "
There were some words engraved on the bronze, which looked dim. Luoqiu hadn't received such a treasure for a long time.
He stretched out his hand and brushed it across the bronze plate. He nodded and simply said, "You can use this as payment. Tell me what you want. I want to know whether your request is more than the value of this bronze. "
Ding Dongsheng said without hesitation, "I want to see Xu Zhao lose his reputation and suffer so much that he would rather die!"
"Deal."
…
In the rain, Ding Dongsheng ran crazily on the street with a strange smile on his face … as if he was excited, as if he had seen what he wanted to see.
He was in such a mess.
"Master, you don't seem to be interested?" You Ye, who was tidying up the tea set, saw Luoqiu take off his mask and didn't smile.
"No, I was also interested in antiques at the beginning." Luoqiu said softly.
But he shook his head quickly, "That bronze is a bit interesting. But what is more interesting is that such a treasure has been used for such a purpose by the later generations. "
Luoqiu played with the clown mask in his hand, "It reminds me of a piece of news I saw before. In order to please the girl he liked, a child from an ordinary family didn't hesitate to spend all of his grandmother's pension. In the end, he even ran off to rob. "
Miss Maid said softly, "Master, do you want to say femme fatale?"
Luoqiu just smiled.
He opened his palm, and the account book of the club's basement appeared in his hand. The account book was opened and flipped quickly in his hand.
He was looking at some information … the information of the potential customers that Black Soul No.18 had chosen all along.
"It seems that our witch lady really likes to use hatred to drive the arrival of potential customers."
After a few minutes, Luoqiu returned the account book.
"Black Soul No.18 is good at this." You Ye nodded, "For a long time, the number of customers who came through Black Soul 18 has always been in the top three of all the Black Soul Envoys. Hatred is indeed a good thing to stimulate customers. "
"I can see that."
Luoqiu smiled. He had just met Black Soul No.18 a few days ago, and now she had found a new customer.
Moreover, because the club was located in the same city, Ding Dongsheng didn't even need to go through the form of a black card.
"Before master wakes up tomorrow, You Ye will check all the information about Xu Zhao." Miss Maid said directly.
Those were things that could be done with one's own ability, so there was no need for the master to do it through the altar. The new master's management style was a little different from the former boss.
The previous boss was so busy that he could only get all the information from the altar.
As for the new master … he had a lot of free time.
"No need." Luoqiu waved his hand, "Let him do it."
Luoqiu snapped his fingers. A figure slowly appeared on the ceiling of the club. It was Taiyinzi.
To be exact, it was Taiyinzi who was hanging on the ceiling. He had been hanging here since the day Luoqiu came back from Russia.
When the customer came, he was hidden by the boss. When the customer left, there was no need to hide … Luoqiu certainly didn't think this was Taiyinzi's hobby.
The black rope that tied Taiyinzi was finally broken. The newbie Black Soul was released and immediately knelt on the ground gratefully. As an ancient person, it was normal to express gratitude in this way.
"Taiyinzi, the police have been investigating the cram school, but there seems to be no substantial progress. Go and help them." Luoqiu said indifferently, "Since the customer wants to do it as soon as possible, let's ruin Xu Zhao's reputation first."
"Master! I won't let you down!! "
Taiyinzi felt that he couldn't mess it up this time … Who knew when he would be hung next time?
…
In the rain, Ding Dongsheng finally stopped. He hid under the eaves and cried secretly.
In the rain, Shen Meihuan and her son were watching TV quietly in the newly rented apartment.
In the rain, he was wearing a mask and a hat, looking up at the lights of the apartment where the mother and son lived. He followed them here.
…
After leaving the club, Luoqiu held an umbrella and walked in the rain.
After midnight, the rain turned into a rainstorm.
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