Trafford’s Trading Club - Volume 10 – Chapter 8.2

Volume 10 – Chapter 8: Work (Part 2)

In this era, many gangs controlled the slums, and the police couldn’t meddle in them. Neymar was the master of the place where Caroline was located.

At his party, the guests were naturally rich figures, and they were generous. The tip was much higher than the salary for this job. Caroline couldn’t even think of any reason for her refusal.
As for Neymar, he was a dangerous guy in the eyes of Rio police. But, what did this have to do with Caroline?

At least the uniformed police failed to give order to this place, but Neymar did.

Neymar had protected the residents of this place in the country. He even paid for medicines, cared for homeless orphans, and paid medical expenses for those seriously injured.

“Then you hurry up! I will reply to them,” said Livia immediately.

Caroline, who was biting her eyebrow pencil, gave an okay gesture. She stood up and began to put on the black bra she just collected from the balcony. Then, she began to spray perfume on her hair and neck.
“Get in the car!”

Soon after, under Livia’s urging, Caroline hurriedly put on high heels. She got into the car, which the person introduced the job drove. They hurried towards Neymar’s house.

…

Neymar’s home was on a high slope in the area, but there were still simple short houses around. With Neymar’s current wealth, moving to the wealthy neighborhood next door wasn’t a problem. It was even possible to buy a bungalow that amazed his wife. But for Neymar, this place was the safest.
In the white villa, there was a relatively large swimming pool. Caroline and Livia followed the job introducer. There were several bodyguards performing body checks on them by the door. By the time the group went in, many people had gathered around the pool.

Caroline saw some acquaintances here. Of course, the acquaintances referred to those working the same line of job with her.

She counted slightly. There were thirteen women, including her. Maybe there was something else in the villa that was driving men crazy at the moment?

Last night, Caroline got a pretty good customer. She was busy working until 3 a.m. After waking up during the day, it was already in the afternoon. She couldn’t catch a meal and picked up the current job already. When she came all the way here, it was already six o’clock in the afternoon, and they were already hungry.
Livia’s situation was similar to hers. The two didn’t look for their prey immediately, and they planned to eat something first. A lot of exquisite food was placed next to the swimming pool.

Obviously, in Caroline’s view, these foods alone were enough to be paid for this work.

“That guy…” Livia, holding a plate of cold food, suddenly stopped with the fork in her hand, slightly surprised.

Caroline looked toward her and found that Livia was paying attention to a bald man with a thick beard. She couldn’t help but wonder, “Your customer?”

“If I can do his business, I probably don’t need to rent your house anymore.” Livia gave her friend and also her landlord a glance.
“Then who is he?”

Livia said, “His name is Joseph. He is the confidant of the next-door Poly Slum’s boss. I heard that he used to participate in underground boxing and killed many people. One punch of his can even kill a bull! I went to the next door Poly Slum’s district last time. The master of that party was very respectful to him at the time! Strange, how did this guy come to Neymar’s party? Could it be that the two bosses had any cooperation or something?”

Caroline didn’t care about the connection between these big shots. She just stared at Livia, and Livia looked back at her with a guilty conscience, “What’s the matter? Why do you look at me like this?”

Caroline smiled and said, “Livia, when did you pick up the party job next door? Why don’t I know?”

“It’s not my fault!” Livia suddenly screamed exaggeratedly, “You have menses that day! So, you’re working that day and go shopping alone. I went there by myself! I came back that day first before you. You’re acting mysteriously. I thought you picked up a job secretly. You didn’t want to bring me there? The menses are fake too, right?”

“Fuck! Don’t you know my time!” Caroline retorted but didn’t continue to ask Livia about this matter.

The two women suddenly began to argue. Accidentally, the two fell into the pool, making a big splash. The men next to the pool whistled and walked towards the two.
The two who just emerged from the water did not expect that such a move would attract several men. They looked at the man who reached out his hand to pull them out of the pool. His gaze at them was lustful. They knew that work was about to come.

“Don’t fight with me. The two on the left are mine tonight. Let me squeeze them clean!” Livia smiled.

Caroline shrugged, apparently having no opinion about it. The men at this party were in excellent condition.

Caroline wasn’t what she used to be. She was more inclined towards quality. So she showed a charming smile and placed her hand on the palm of a young man with dark skin but a strong body.

Well, he’s pretty handsome.

…
When the water splashed out of the pool, Joseph, the brawny man Livia noticed, frowned, and glanced out the window.

He didn’t stop since he came in. Under Boss Neymar’s underling’s guidance, he came to study on the villa’s upper floor.

“It’s just the ladies below fooling around. So don’t worry about it.”

Behind Joseph, an elderly but physically strong man with a gray chin and beard smiled at this moment. He was the gang leader in this place, Neymar.

“Which one do you like? I’ll let someone bring it to you.” Neymar smiled and said hospitably, “Trust me, my friend. All of these girls today can satisfy you! “
“For leisure matters, let’s talk about it when we finish talking about serious business,” Joseph responded briefly. He then turned around and stared at the third person in Neymar’s study.

In this study, there were only three people at this moment.

He was a man with an oriental face, and he seemed to be in his twenties. Asians were generally short in stature. This man didn’t escape from the stigma. In terms of height, he could only reach Joseph’s chest.

But Joseph didn’t underestimate this man’s actions at this time because he knew the man’s origin, which was also his primary purpose for coming to Neymar’s territory this time.
“Are you Mr. Song?” asked Joseph sternly.

The man smiled slightly, stood up, and said politely, “Hello, I’m Song Haoran. It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Joseph.”

Joseph nodded, reached out his hand, and said, “I am also glad to meet you…Iris’s adviser.”