Chapter 306 Surprise Every Time
Chapter 306 Surprise every time
Four hours later, at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night local time, Yanhuang's special plane arrived at Palma International Airport.
Li Qiao sat by the porthole of the engine room, looking at the hazy night below, her eyes sparkling.
The cabin door opened, and a group of people walked out on foot.
Palma, located in the sea area of the Pacific Peninsula, is surrounded by the sea on three sides, and the scenery is pleasant in all seasons. It belongs to the standard temperate marine climate.
The moment he stepped out of the cabin door, warm and humid air rushed towards his face.
Not far away, three Continental cars have been waiting for a long time.
And directly below the gangway, stood a man in his thirties.
Wearing a smart gray suit, the other party raised his head solemnly, and when he saw Shang and Yu walking out of the cabin, he called out respectfully, "Master, Miss Li."
This person, named Wei Ang, is one of Shang Zonghai's confidantes, and Li Qiao once met him in the Nanyang Mansion.
After getting into the car, Wei Ang sat in the co-pilot and looked back, "Master, should we go back to the old house first or..."
"Go back to the other courtyard." Shang Yu ordered in a deep voice, Wei Ang flickered, didn't say much, after signaling to the driver, the three cars drove out of the tarmac.
Soon, the car drove to the airport exit, and a VIP special customs inspection box ahead came into view.
The routine inspection personnel looked at the small flags waving in the wind on both sides of the front of the car, hurriedly walked to the co-pilot's seat, bent over the window, and did not continue the inspection process at all, but waved their arms to signal the gate to release people .
This is probably the status symbol of the Shang family in Parma, completely out of the scope of all rules.
...
On the way back, Li Qiao lazily admired the night view of Pama.
Large tracts of street vegetation pass by, and the high-rise buildings on both sides are also covered with bright neon lights.
The streets are spotless and look extraordinarily quiet and peaceful at night.
Near half past twelve at night, three vehicles drove into the other courtyard near Pepper Mountain.
A whole piece of European-style palace buildings are lined up at the foot of the mountain, the main style of which is comparable to a luxurious manor.
At this time, Li Qiao looked at the same building on the other side through the car window, and could vaguely see a church with a steeple.
Wei Ang happened to look back to catch this scene, and explained, "Miss Li, that's the Chief's Mansion."
Li Qiao's eyes were slightly surprised, and she said 'oh'.
So, in Parma, Shang Yu and the Chief are neighbors?
After entering the other courtyard, in front of the brightly lit European-style castle fountain, Wei Ang got out of the car and respectfully opened the rear door.
He looked up at Shang Yu, nodded and said, "Eldest Young Master, what time will I come to pick you up tomorrow morning?"
The man took Li Qiao's hand and said in a deep voice as he walked, "Nine o'clock."
"Okay." Wei Ang bent over, his eyes full of awe.
Even though he has been with the Patriarch for many years, every time he meets the Eldest Young Master, he still cannot restrain his nervousness.
He watched the figures of the two walking into the castle, and sighed thoughtfully.
Now that the young master brought the woman back, the world of Pama might be completely changed.
Not long after, Wei Ang left with the convoy, and the wrought iron gate of the manor was closed again.
Starting from this night, many bodyguards were silently waiting around the other courtyard.
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On the other side, in the magnificent and luxurious living room, Li Qiao was nestled on the leather sofa, looking around.
The ceiling crystal lights are gorgeous and bright, and the dark red ancient European decoration style is full of extravagance and luxury.
Suddenly, she saw the murals on the opposite wall, she was concentrating for a moment, and couldn't help clicking her tongue.
The authentic works of the Renaissance period are just hung in the living room for decoration. If the major auction houses and museums know about it, they will probably break the threshold here.
"Like that painting?" At this time, Shang Yu came in from the living room with a water glass in his hand, followed Li Qiao's eyes, and couldn't help raising his thick eyebrows.
Li Qiao took the water glass, took a sip, and joked lazily, "I don't like it, but I think you're a bit reckless."
Shang Yu sat down beside her, with a indulgent smile in his deep eyes, "There are many more upstairs, if you like, you can pick whatever you want."
Li Qiao leaned on the back of the chair and stretched her long legs, her eyes skipped over the living room. Fortunately, Li Er didn't come, otherwise the paintings here would definitely be swept away by him.
After a while, Li Qiao was taken to the bedroom on the third floor by Luoyu.
The decoration style in the room was similar to that downstairs. Li Qiao simply washed up, turned off the light and lay on the bed but didn't feel sleepy.
In just a few hours, Parma came from Nanyang, and it felt a little unreal.
She couldn't help thinking to herself, if she saw Shang Zonghai tomorrow, whether he would truthfully tell her the contents of "The Autobiography of the Stock God".
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The next day, at half past eight, Li Qiao went downstairs after washing up.
Rounding the corner of the spiral staircase, she looked up and saw two men sitting in the living room, besides Shang Yu, there was another strange face.
The other party was in his early thirties, with deep facial features, a bit of a mixed-race look, with a cold and serious expression without anger and prestige. He was wearing a simple white shirt and black trousers, and was sitting with his legs folded opposite Shang Yu, smoking a cigarette.
At this time, the man was sitting on the sofa for one person, the sunlight from the standard palace-style grille window fell on his shoulders, caught Li Qiao's figure, and greeted in a deep voice, "Are you awake?"
Li Qiao walked down the stairs unhurriedly, and the strange man turned his head to look at her instantly.
A touch of astonishment quickly passed through his eyes.
On the dark stair floor, the girl was wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans, the front of the clothes was tucked into the belt casually, she was tall and tall, with straight and slender legs.
What is particularly eye-catching is that face. Pama has never been short of beauties, but few are as flamboyant and bright as her.
In a blink of an eye, Li Qiao came to sit on the sofa opposite Shang Yu, and the strange man also put down his overlapping long legs, leaned over and twisted the cigarette butt in the ashtray.
Shang Yu watched him twist his cigarette while raising his eyes to examine Li Qiao's actions, pursed his thin lips, and said in a lazy voice, "Huo Mang."
Li Qiao glanced at the man, then nodded towards him, "Hello, I'm Li Qiao."
This person, the young master of the Pamahuo family, is thirty-one years old, Huo Mang.
At this time, Huo Mang nodded to Li Qiao, his tone was pure mid-bass, "It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Huo Mang."
Immediately, he looked sideways at Shang Yu, and asked vaguely: "It's decided?"
The man lowered his eyes, leaning against the armrest of the sofa, showing a wild posture, "Natural."
"I really have you, every time there is a surprise." Huo Mang stared at Shang Yu with deep eye sockets, and sighed with a smile that was not a smile.
Li Qiao sat aside without saying a word, looking down at her nails, and Huo Mang's voice of farewell just happened to be heard in her ear, "Since you are going back to my home later, I'll go first."
"En." Shang Yu got up to see her off, Huo Mang glanced at Li Qiao, said goodbye to her, then turned and walked out of the living room.
At the entrance of the hall, Huo Mang walked slowly, turned his head to the living room, pouted, and said in a low voice, "How old is she?"
Shang Yu straightened the cuffs of his shirt, and looked at him with his eyes lifted, "What's the matter?"