Trafford's Trading Club

"Come in."

Luo Qiu went back to the school on this day, the next day after Ye Yan left.

And the person who greeted him was still Teacher Wang Luo.

Luo Qiu walked up to Wang Luo, recognizing quickly that he was the student of Professor Qin Fang. She also recalled the matter about the replacement of the two students.

So Wang Luo smiled, "I remember... You’re Luo Qiu. Have you made up your mind? You’d like to switch your major or wait for the newly hired teacher?"

She continued saying, "But there’s a bad news, I’m not sure. Because there are too little students in this major, the university is discussing if we should repeal this major. The hiring process will still go on, but... the result is not fruitful."

"That’s all right." Luo Qiu said indifferently, "I came here this time to proceed with the dropout procedures."

"Dropout?"

Wang Luo didn’t expect this reply from her at all. She looked slightly distracted and flabbergasted, "Luo Qiu, do you have any dissatisfaction with the process of the disposition? If yes, you can bring it up, we’ll respect students’ opinions."

Standing in the shoes of the university, Wang Luo definitely had the duty to retain students in this situation--- It was not due to the student’s mistake. Wang Luo didn’t know this student very well. What if he spread negative news about the university after leaving? It would a hassle.

"Oh no, it’s all because of my personal reason." Luo Qiu said politely, "Don’t worry. I won’t look into the responsibilities of the school. If you are still worried, we can sign an agreement."

"Oh I see..." Wang Luo considered for a second, "Give me a second, let me make a phone call."

Luo Qiu nodded.

Wang Luo left the office quickly, she made a call in the corridor. Soon after, she walked back quickly, "The headmaster said it’s ok but we probably cannot go through the procedures today...Well."

Wang Luo didn’t finish her sentence. She covered her mouth, frowning, and retched.

"Are you OK?"

Wang Luo took a deep breath, taking a sip of water and shaking her head. She lowered her head, feeling her belly with a smile, "I’m fine, I got used to it after these few days."

Luo Qiu smiled, "Congratulations."

Wang Luo sighed, "I didn’t want a baby before but still found out that I’m pregnant at last. Alas, I still feel very anxious these days. But..."

She looked out of the window subconsciously.

Not long ago when the typhoon struck, a tree was blown down at that place. She felt her belly, revealing a blissful smile, "I have a feeling that this will be a baby girl."

Luo Qiu nodded, smiling, "Well, I think she will be very lovely."

"Thanks."

...

...

Subeditor Ren was seeking for news materials in the street. She looked up to the scorching sun, asking her female assistant, "Lizi, go buy two cups of milk tea. My treat."

"Sister Ren, your hand got hurt. Don’t you need to avoid certain food? She rolled her eyes, "Besides, milk tea contains high calories."

The assistant pinched her slightly plump belly, "I’m not like you who won’t get fat no matter how much you eat."

It killed Ren Ziling’s interest. She was boringly watching people walking pass on the street. Suddenly, she asked, "Why are there so many students walking pass on the street? Don’t they need to attend classes?"

Lizi smiled, "They’re enjoying the summer holiday. Sister Ren, don’t you know that?"

Ren Ziling used her hand to block the sun, looking up at the blue sky and sighing emotionally, "Oh, it’s summer holiday... summer holiday, summer holiday, summer holiday?"

Subeditor Ren grabbed her assistant’s arm suddenly, squinting her eyes, "Lizi, last week there was a resort asking us to prepare a news report, right? Where are the materials?"

"Ah? You said you’re not interested. So I rejected them that day."

"...Quick, go contact them. Tell them I’m interested! Even if the pay is only half the ad-rate!"

"...Sister Ren, such a low price will make the editor-in-chief explode!"

"Don’t worry. If he explodes, I’ll send him sanitary napkins! It’s effective in stopping bleeding!"

As one of her assistants, this was not the first time for Lizi to see her boldness as a ‘heroine’... but for now, it was more important to think about how to negotiate the price with the principal of the resort.

Even though Ren Ziling exaggerated by saying half-price, Lizi didn’t dare to promise them... even 20% off would probably make their boss angry.

Alas.

...

In the club, Boss Luo was reading a travel magazine leisurely--- he bought it on the way back. Strategies to travel in Russia.

He promised to travel with You Ye to Russia. Even though she didn’t mention it, Luo Qiu was still planning this.

The phone rang. It was from Ren Ziling.

Luo Qiu had a sense of foreboding. He hesitated but still picked it up.

Ren Ziling’s gentle voice gave people goosebumps... Luo Qiu could even imagine that this woman must be squinting her eyes now.

"Baby, I heard you’re on summer holiday!"

"...Then what?"

"Don’t tell me you still need to be a tutor during the holiday huh?"

"...Yes, go on."

"Don’t worry! If you feel embarrassed, give me the phone number of your students’ parents. I will talk to them!"

"...Tell me, what are you calling me for?"

"Baby! Let’s go to the seaside! Sunshine and beach, summer holiday should be like this! Oh, take your girlfriend! I tried my best to get some complimentary passes from my clients. It will be a great pity if we waste them!"

Luo Qiu tried to recall but couldn’t help saying, "Since when did I give you a wrong impression that I have a girlfriend?"

"Let’s call it a deal!" Ren Ziling acted as a dictator, "Let’s hit the road tomorrow! Take your girlfriend! If not, wait for countless blind dates all over the summer! I have something to do, let’s get into the details this evening!"

Beep---!

That was a quick decision.

...

Closing the travel magazine, Luo Qiu put his cellphone on top of its cover, knocking his fingers on the table.

The servant girl walked out of the back room. The black lemon tea emitted a tempting aroma in the club.

She put down the tea plate, teacup, and the sugar bowl, "Master, how many cubes of sugar do you want?"

Luo Qiu suddenly turned to You Ye, blinking, "Do you have a swimsuit?"

The servant girl blinked, feeling confused.