The Magic Trading System

2"One night, the American girl went to a party with a Chinese friend, and because she was late, she stayed at the other's house. Before she went to bed, the American girl gave a note to a Chinese boy who was sleeping in the room next to hers, which said: Let's go to bed together tomorrow. As a result, she had kept the Chinese boy up half the night, wondering what the girl meant. The next morning, the American girl saw that the Chinese boy's eyes were red and his face was full of fatigue. she asked in surprise. What's the matter with you? The Chinese boy took out the note and said to her, I didn't sleep well last night. I was wondering if you were making love to me. When the American girl heard this, she was surprised for a moment. She quickly waved her hand and said, "No, I'm not trying to show you love. I hope you don't misunderstand. I just want to tell you that I want to get up with you this morning and leave." Isn't the beginning synonymous with the beginning and the end? The Chinese boy realized then that the American girl didn't want to go to bed with him. "Hehe!" Alura. Miller said as he looked at Zheng Hao. She was beaming with joy.     2

    

After Zheng Hao heard this story, he smiled and said, "Miss Miller, after hearing this story, I think you've really learned Chinese. You almost never used the wrong word to say such a long sentence. It's too rare."    

    

"Is that so? Mr. Zheng, if there's a foreign girl, I'll give you a note and tell you: Let's go to bed together. What do you think? " Alura. Miller asked.    

    

"I'll think about it too. Especially if the foreign girl was beautiful. After all, few men are able to hold back in front of beauties. " Zheng Hao said with a smile.    

    

"Oh!" If I say this to you, and the meaning is clear, will you agree? " Alura. Miller looked at Zheng Hao.    

    

Was this girl trying to provoke him?    

    

Zheng Hao looked at Alura. Miller saw that the girl's eyes were burning with anticipation, and her limpid eyes were filled with tears.    

    

"It's hard to say, because I don't answer hypothetical questions." Zheng Hao rushed towards Alura. Miller winked.    

    

It was already a bit of a flirtation for him to do so.    

    

Since he didn't have anything to do, he might as well tease this girl.    

    

"Oh!" It's not hypothetical, it's true. I want to go to bed with you, okay? " Alura. Miller said.    

    

Zheng Hao raised his eyebrows.    

    

This turn was a bit fast.    

    

Weren't you still learning Chinese just now?    

    

Why did he start racing in the blink of an eye?    

    

"Why do you think that?" Zheng Hao asked.    

    

"Because you are handsome, you are clean, and you are cool and brave. I like you very much. For the boy you like, you don't have to find complicated reasons to get into bed." Alura. Miller said.    

    

"Is that so? Do you know me? " Zheng Hao looked deeply at Alura. Miller glanced at him.    

    

"I've seen a lot of your information, so I should have some understanding about you, right?" Alura. Miller smiled.    

    

"If you know me, you should know that I have a girlfriend." Zheng Hao also smiled faintly.    

    

"I know." Alura nodded.    

    

"If you know about this, it is that you are prepared not to enter my life. If it's just going to bed, I don't think it's a problem. I can't promise you anything outside of bed. " Zheng Hao laughed.    

    

These were the shameless words that shamelessly men often said: Only enter your body, not your life.    

    

Or perhaps it could be said that we can only meet physical needs, let's not talk about feelings.    

    

"I just want to go to bed with you, that's all." Alura. Miller said.    

    

When Zheng Hao was talking to her, he kept staring at the girl. He felt that her eyes were a little flickering.    

    

This made Zheng Hao slightly alert.    

    

Could it be that this girl had other thoughts as well?    

    

He wasn't afraid that she would ask for more money or something like that. What he was afraid of was something else.    

    

Such as rumors.    

    

A particularly vicious and explosive scandal would have been more lethal to him.    

    

After all, this was already the crucial moment for the Nobel Prize to be announced. It was estimated that the members of the Royal Swedish Academy were already measuring the weight of each candidate. They were considering what to vote for and what to do next.    

    

If some sensational scandal were to happen to him at this time, it might affect his chances of winning the award.    

    

Zheng Hao immediately started the Fate Roulette.    

    

He heard Alura's voice. Miller's heart.    

    

"Is that so? Miss Miller, can you tell me what kind of work you're going to do in the future? " Zheng Hao asked.    

    

As he asked this question, he heard Alura's voice. Miller said to himself, "I'm actually already at work, okay? I work for the BBC as an intern, and getting close to you is part of my job. My boss wants me to dig up some hot news from you. It's important to me, and I don't know if I can do it! But really, I do like this Chinese boy a little, he's very handsome, he's very charming when he smiles, and when I sit next to him, I can smell the nice smell of him that Western men don't have. Moreover, I could feel that he was very good. His character was very close to one another, and although he was young and famous, he didn't have any arrogance or arrogance in him. This was rare. God! Am I really going to do that, dig him out or create a negative scandal? "So conflicted."    

    

Zheng Hao listened to Alura. The words in Miller's heart were a bit complicated.    

    

He thought to himself, "This is truly a precautionary measure!"    

    

Such a pure, cute, and enchanting Caucasian woman actually had a purpose for getting close to him.    

    

This made Zheng Hao a little depressed.    

    

"Maybe I'll be doing foreign trade for China in the future, but none of this is certain." Alura. Miller said to Zheng Hao.    

    

Zheng Hao nodded and suddenly asked, "I thought you were going to be a media worker."    

    

"Ah?!"    

    

Alura. When Miller heard this, he was immediately shocked.    

    

How could he have guessed that?    

    

Did he see something?    

    

"Haha!" Don't be nervous, Miss Miller. I know that you have a very bad tradition in the British media. This tradition was to fish for news. The reporter then sneaked in beside the target, dug deeply into the target's ugliness and ugliness, and wrote an article about it to be published in a newspaper. It seems that there is a lot of British upper class people who have been beaten to death. " Zheng Hao insinuated himself at Alura. Miller said.    

    

Alura. Right now, Miller was feeling very complicated.    

    

She seriously suspected that she had been exposed.