Chapter 152 She Is Not Lost
Qiao Mu never received Li Yan's message, and the message he sent was like a grain of sand thrown into the sea without a trace.
Originally, I hadn't contacted him for half a month, and I didn't feel anything, but when I contacted him, I couldn't get in touch, and I was very...annoyed!
That's right, just annoyed!
She wouldn't admit that she felt a little bit of loss in her heart!
Chi Xia left, and only Qiao Mu was left in the dormitory, not to mention how boring it was.
Qiao Mu couldn't bear it any longer. He lay on the bed at night and sent a message to Li Yan.
"Uncle, why didn't you reply to my message?"
"Little uncle, did you not see it, or pretended not to see it!"
"Little uncle, even if you don't want to pay attention to me, should you honor what you promised me?"
"Little uncle, I'm already on vacation. What about the internship?"
"Uncle..."
"Don't you uninstall WeChat?"
"Li Yan, if you don't reply to me again, I'm going to default on my debt and not pay you back!"
Qiaomu sent a text message, followed by another, and finally Qiaomu gave up, sent a bomb directly, and added a poop emoji.
I mean, blow your shit up.
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In country F, Li Yan has been busy with the work at hand since the day he arrived here.
In foreign countries, Li Yan and Su Chen have jointly developed a powerful underground organization and made some secret deals.
The cargo in his hand was intercepted by a hostile organization. Although this kind of thing often happens, this time the cargo was huge and valuable. It took Li Yan a few days to process it.
However, Li Yan, who has never suffered a loss, will naturally return the loss several times.
Therefore, Li Yan blocked all of the other party's routes for transporting goods, and if the other party broke one of his paths, then he would cut off all of the other party's paths.
After negotiating for a few days, the two sides finally negotiated face-to-face.
In the empty room, there was a long table, Li Yan sat at one end, and a blond man sat opposite.
The atmosphere was very tense.
At this moment, the mobile phone in Li Yan's pocket kept vibrating. He took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and saw a bunch of information.
For half a month, there was no contact between them. The little thing finally contacted him, but it came with a purpose.
Li Yan's black eyes narrowed, and then he heard the blond man on the opposite side speak: "Boss Li, talking about things so half-heartedly, are you not satisfied with the 20% profit I gave you?"
Li Yan put down the phone and looked at each other coldly, "40% profit, there is no room for negotiation, either I release the goods and both of us will make money, or we will continue to spend it, the longer it takes, the loss is not me, Situ , you don't have time to detour with you, whether the goods arrive on time is a matter of your integrity, the war is raging over there, and this is a long-term big customer."
Situ Zheng's face changed, his face was gloomy and scary, but Li Yan leaned on the sofa disapprovingly, waiting for the other side to nod.
With a sudden "bang", the younger brother standing next to him slammed his gun on the table and stared at Li Yan fiercely, "Don't toast, don't eat and drink fines, and give you 20% of the profit is our boss's face for you. , if you don't see it, take it..."
The corner of Li Yan's mouth twitched, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes. The next second, a short knife around his waist slammed directly at the talkative little brother. The unmistakable fork was between the little brother's fingers.
Immediately afterwards, a cold voice spit out from thin lips: "Who gave you the right to yell in front of me?"
[Today's update is finally over, Su Ying is taking anti-allergic medicine, has been sleepy and has trouble concentrating. I have written a chapter for more than two hours, and I have written and deleted it, sorry.]