Trafford's Trading Club

763: Chapter 7: That’s Just Too Much!

763: Chapter 7: That’s Just Too Much!

As the name suggests, sex workers…

naturally are just sex workers, there’s nothing further to be extended or parsed from the words.

Of course, because of the strange laws of this country, this industry can barely be considered legal.

According to the laws of this country, money and sex trade is legal.

However, organizing activities or being hired as a sex worker is illegal.

The ambiguous legal stance of the government makes it seem neither supportive nor completely prohibitive.

But nowadays, in this city and even the whole country, the number of sex workers is astonishing, and their presence indeed brings indescribable economic benefits.

Luo Qiu wasn’t surprised to encounter a sex worker here, especially after the recent world sports event in the city where many sex workers flooded in, forcing the authorities to intervene, even organizing workshops for basic etiquette training and such.

But the first customer after the recent relocation happens to be a sex worker…

Hmm, how should one put this?

This energetic girl with her aggressive remarks suddenly made Boss Luo feel a bit bewildered.

Upon reflecting, because of his regular lifestyle, it seemed he had never been accosted by a sex worker before.

He subconsciously glanced at You Ye—not simply with his sight, but with another kind of mental visual.

You Ye maintained her calm smile, an excellent display of etiquette…

The smile was so ethereal that Luo Qiu even felt it was intentional, lacking a bit of naturalness.

As the boss, he was above all employees within the club, so Boss Luo could perceive the momentary fluctuation of the ultimate soul residing in this mannequin body.

Humanization.

“Sir, have you considered it?” Seeing Luo Qiu not showing any response for a while, the girl even said something more aggressive, “If you think once is not enough, I can even offer you at least three climaxes in one night.”

The maid’s eyelid twitched slightly, and the curve of her smile seemed to widen a little.

Suddenly, Luo Qiu remembered Nero.

This fighter known as the tyrant also carried a bit of teasing flavor towards him at first, but that was more of a prank-like play, unlike this girl in front of him—because she seemed to treat such teasing as part of her work, almost instinctively.

“Caroline, nineteen years old, birthday on March 18th.” Boss Luo blurted out—saying the girl’s name.

The girl…

Caroline at this point widened her eyes, looking at Luo Qiu, then furrowed her brows, thinking in surprise and uncertainty, finally asking puzzled, “Sir, did I do business with you before?”

Her thinking was simple, someone who could call out her name must know her.

But she remembered all those she could call friends around her, and naturally wouldn’t count this person in front.

Then there was only one possibility, the person had been a patron once.

But searching through her memory, she couldn’t recall any business done with him.

Boss Luo felt that by stating that, he could at least slightly steer the topic back to the right track, but he hadn’t anticipated Caroline’s gaze towards him would bewilder him again.

Caroline’s gaze, along with her previous question, clearly meant: Did you happen to solicit me before?

Boss Luo was about to speak, but the maid suddenly moved.

She walked effortlessly to Caroline, still with a smile.

Caroline now facing this woman who made her feel a sense of shame, suddenly triggered something nearly disappeared from herself, slightly raising her chin.

She was quite tall, standing at least half a head above You Ye, so at this moment, there was a feeling of looking down.

“Might be uncomfortable, but please bear with it, as it’s the fastest and most effective way to explain…

I trust you wouldn’t mind afterward,” You Ye suddenly said softly.

Smile, smile, smile, smile, the maid was smiling all along.

But Caroline suddenly had a chill run throughout her body.

She didn’t know if it was due to the rain, just felt her limbs were somewhat cold and even a bit stiff.

The maid lifted her hand and gently pointed a finger at Caroline’s forehead.

Caroline felt like she was experiencing an electric shock, her whole body paralyzed in a moment, her brain seemed about to explode, a lot of strange information began flooding into her mind.

She suddenly twitched, had to squat down, trembling, then raised her head in horror, looking at the woman standing before her, with that slight…

smile.

Caroline’s lips turned even white, trembling, seemingly wanting to speak.

Her heart was pounding, like a person with heart disease after intense exercise feeling quite unwell.

Because she was now retrieving the new thoughts in her brain — about the actual operation of the shop she entered.

The maid glanced, then returned to Luo Qiu’s side, softly asking, “Master, is this treatment okay?”

Luo Qiu felt in this context, he had no possibility of saying no.

He was slightly surprised by You Ye’s action…

The club had always maintained a principle of great tolerance towards customers, similar techniques of thought implantation, while occasionally convenient, shouldn’t have resulted in Caroline’s symptoms.

Strictly speaking though, it wasn’t a violation, as letting customers understand the club’s nature is quite important.

It’s apparent You Ye was well aware of where the boundary lay and executed such an operation with finesse.

However…

Seeing the girl squatting and twitching on the ground, Boss Luo even believed, if not for avoiding a mess, she might have been driven to directly lose control?

“I think Ms.

Caroline must be starving, go prepare some food.” Luo Qiu instructed the maid.

But in Caroline’s still-sober gaze, it was clearly this man shielding his maid…

Too unfair!

However, she dared not voice her anger—the thoughts implanted in her brain about this shop terrified her immensely, even enlightening her as to why the men chasing her outside deliberately overlooked this shop!

Watching You Ye turn away, Luo Qiu looked at Caroline, then waved his hand, causing a chair from afar to move beside her, then under her another terrified gaze, slowly said, “Ms.

Caroline, apologies for the powerless actions earlier…

So, if you plan to make a deal with us, I could agree to offer you a discount.

How about 99% off?”

You’re…

might as well not discount at all!!!

Bastard!!!!

Too unfair!

Caroline felt she was about to break into tears!