Chapter 565 (2/2)
Angel: ”...” it turned out that he overestimated the sales force of this store.
At this time, a big fat man with an excited face came out of the door with his untied trouser belt.
”Guest?” When he came to angel, he had packed up his expression and dress, and the gentleman's suspenders were squeezed into a strange effect by his big belly.
”Hello, Mr. Pierre.” Angel said faintly, ”I heard that the quality of talents here is good, so I came to have a look.”
Since the other party said that he used the name of ”talent” exchange market, angel simply did as the Romans did, and changed the word ”slave” to ”talent”.
Angel's words obviously pleased Pierre, and even the man in dark glasses showed a happy face.
”Yes, yes! I'm the largest talent trading market in Kirk street. You can find any talent you want!” Pierre looked proud. ”What kind of talent do the guests want? What do you think of him?”
Pierre said, pointing to a man in sunglasses who was only wearing trousers.
At this time, the sunglasses man also pointed to himself with a smile: ”I'm also an excellent talent. If the guest takes me home, I can cooperate with everything.”
This singing made angel stunned.
At first, he thought the sunglasses man was a clerk. He greeted him so warmly. Unexpectedly, he was also a ”talent” in the store?
Although he had seen slaves being let out in the pink house, according to the cat ear girl, most of them were trained or committed on their own initiative. What about this man? Is it an active commitment?
Angel looked at him curiously. He didn't feel any alien breath in him, but he found that the young man was a genius?
And you've reached the peak of level two apprenticeship?
”Although he is exhibitionist, in fact, his strength is good. He also went to the purification garden last time, and he retreated all over.” Pierre seemed to see that angel really wanted to buy ”talents” and began to spare no effort to promote them.
”No, I don't want him.” Angel stopped Pierre from talking.
In the disappointed expression of the sunglasses man, angel asked curiously, ”his strength is good. Why sell * *?”
Pierre and the sunglassman looked at each other. After a long time, Pierre said, ”maybe it's his hobby?”
Sunglasses man didn't have a good way: ”I didn't sell * *, but I didn't have money. I need to find a way to live. I don't have other skills, so I can sell my strength.”
Angel raised his eyebrows: ”I thought it was also a slave trade. It turned out to be a talent recruitment market.”
Pierre was stunned. It took him a while to reflect what Angel meant: ”I do have the business of helping people find jobs, but it only accounts for a small part. Most of them are still slave trading. What slaves do guests want? I have all the best maids smuggled from manluo, wild cats, Gao lengfan, proud ghosts and gentle ones!”
”May I have a look first?”
”No problem, guest, please follow me.”
Under the leadership of Pierre, angel walked into the small gate.
Along a row of winding down stairs, angel finally came to the hall of punk talent exchange market. Unlike the mess outside, the inside is actually quite large.
At a glance, it is bigger than the pink Museum. However, popularity is far from enough.
The circular hall is very warm, with fireplace, carpet, hot tea, warm light, and a faint smell of fragrant wood.
From the perspective of layout, angel prefers the style here.
Several people in the hall looked curiously to see what a ”guest” looked like at the beginning of this month, but angel was covered in a black robe, but he couldn't see it.
Angel looked around for a week. While looking around, he was also sensing whether he was not integrated into the wizard world.
Unfortunately, No.
”Guest, you can talk about what slaves you want. I'll give you a plan. Even if there's nothing the guest wants, we can reach a long-term relationship. I'll get you what you want.” Pierre took angel to a sofa full of warm light from the fireplace and walked. After they sat down, Pierre hurriedly opened his mouth.
Angel has some knowledge about life in the alien world. But he really doesn't know what can and can't be bought.
As for what Pierre said about ”the best maid smuggled by manluo”, he was not interested.
Not to mention that he is still young, he doesn't know how to face Sanders just by bringing a maid back to Fanhua manor... Sanders keeps himself clean. If students indulge in female sex, it's estimated that he has no place to put his face.
So Angel thought for a moment and excluded the option of ”female”, at least the human female.
Without knowing about alien life, angel finally decided to apply an alien race he saw in the twilight shot last time: ”crystal man, you can have crystal man here.” 8)
(Panax notoginseng Chinese ET)