Chapter 528 The Man in the Bentley

Chapter 528 The Man in the Bentley

Shang Yu pursed his thin lips slightly, picked up the cigarette on the floor, and threw it on the table casually, laughing in a haunted voice, "It doesn't sound like a qualified capitalist."

Li Qiao watched the man take out another cigarette and brought it to her lips to light it. She tilted her body and leaned against the sofa, her eyes narrowed, "That's right, so I have to stay and help Su Lao Si solve this problem."

She paused for a few seconds, looked away, and looked down at her nails, "I probably won't go back to Nanyang until the trouble is resolved."

Shang Yu blew out a puff of thin smoke, and a faint white mist lingered around. He turned his head and looked at Li Qiao, and pursed his lips meaningfully: "Can we go back after it's settled?"

"Maybe." Li Qiao raised her eyebrows and looked at him, the smile in her eyes getting stronger.

The man narrowed his eyes with an inscrutable expression, "Well, remember to tell me if you need help."

Li Qiao smiled but said nothing, she could clearly see the four big words on Shang Yu's face: Pretentious.

Originally, she didn't think deeply about the real intention of the capital side to let the medical alliance move. After all, it's not like she hasn't seen the strange investment requests made by the capital side before.

But it can make Nanyang merchant Shaoyan lose his composure suddenly, no matter how stupid she is, she can still catch a trace of unusualness.

The unscrupulous capital party she called seems to be able to claim it with a seal.

...

Twenty minutes later, Shang Yu and Li Qiao came to the western restaurant downstairs.

Feng Yi, who came from an aristocratic background, was pouring water for Zong Yue, and his every move was full of gentlemanly demeanor.

During the meal, Zong Yue received a call from Li Jun.

She rolled up the napkin on her lap and put it on the table, said sorry, and went to the corridor with her mobile phone in hand.

At this moment in China, it was late at night, Zong Yue leaned his back against the wall, and smiled softly: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Just finished working." Li Jun's low voice could easily hear a trace of fatigue, he lifted the quilt and went to bed, and after a rustling sound, he asked again: "Did you have fun?"

Zong Yue looked at her toes, with joy that couldn't be concealed on her face, "It's okay. But I didn't go anywhere, I just went shopping."

Li Jun, who was far away in the country, was half leaning against the head of the bed and listening to her crisp voice, a feeling of anxiety that he had never felt before filled his heart.

The bedside, without her, was empty and deserted.

For more than 30 years, he has been sleeping alone. He never felt lonely before, nor did he feel the feeling of sleeplessness.

But Zong Yue had only been away for two days, and Li Jun felt a little uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, he rolled his Adam's apple, "How many days do you plan to play?"

Zong Yue rubbed her shoulder-length hair, and replied vaguely: "Seven or eight days."

This is still her estimated date, because she asked Qiaoqiao before, she seems to be busy with work when she comes here, and the specific return date cannot be determined yet.

Hearing her answer, Li Jun became even more irritable.

The two chatted for a few more words, and after hanging up the phone, he got up and went to the study.

Smoke a cigarette and suppress your thoughts.

I didn't think I was a person with heavy desires before, but Zong Yue could always arouse his most primitive desire as a man.

Destined to be another lonely sleepless night.

...

It was night, Li Qiao didn't stay at the Royal Hotel, but went back to Pullman with Zong Yue.

Shang Yu also seemed to be busy with something, so they said goodbye temporarily in front of the hotel.

Feng Yi looked at the corner of the street, slowly put his hands in the pockets of his suit pants, and said in a serious tone, "Do you need me to arrange someone to protect them?"

"No need." The man's voice was extremely low, "There is someone beside her."

Regarding this, Feng Yi frowned somewhat disapprovingly, "Are you sure you have enough bodyguards? If you let Charman know that she is coming to the British Emperor, it's hard to guarantee that she won't notice her."

Shang Yu hooked his thin lips, and the sharp arc brought out a bit of mockery, "They dare not."

Feng Yi twitched the corner of his mouth resolutely, raised his hand and patted the man's shoulder, "Since you said that, then I won't get involved.

I don't think the younger siblings are like uninhibited girls, but this is Challman's territory after all, so it's better to be careful. "

After a while, the man bowed into the car, and Feng Yi then called his deputy to drive the car over.

In the back seat, he got a call as soon as he got in the car.

After listening to the other party's explanation, his complexion changed slightly, "Are you sure?"

After confirming again and again that the news was true, Feng Yi informed Shang Yu without hesitation.

Duke Charmain's convoy appeared on the streets of London at six o'clock tonight.

The eldest son of Chaleman has not shown his face in public these years. After being the hereditary duke, he lived in seclusion in the city of Chaleman. Why did he appear tonight?

...

In the Pullman Hotel, the black bulletproof commercial vehicle had just driven into the underground parking lot. Li Qiao, who was sitting by the window looking at the documents with drooping eyes, keenly sensed something was wrong.

It was too quiet around the parking lot.

It was just after 8:30, and there was no sound in the dimly lit parking lot.

As the car turned, a number of identical black Bentleys were parked side by side in the parking space ahead.

On both sides of the hood of each car, there are flagpoles.

The car flags were not opened, but it was not difficult to see that these cars either belonged to the royal family or were symbols that could only be equipped by top nobles.

Li Qiao's business car drove past the front of the Bentley, and in the cab of each car, bodyguards in black and white shirts could be seen sitting in it.

She glanced briefly, there were six cars in total.

Perhaps the anti-peep effect of the window film is so good that people can't see whether there is anyone in the back seat.

But Li Qiao sensed that someone was watching her there.

Especially when the business car was parked near the elevator, when she got out of the car with the documents, she vaguely heard the sound of the window lowering.

Li Qiao stood still in front of the elevator door, looking back at the parking space behind with no expression on her face.

Under the dim light, she could only see a section of white glove protruding from the half of the lowered car window.

"Qiaoqiao, what's the matter?"

At this time, Zong Yue also stood in place, following her movements, his face was very puzzled.

Li Qiao took a deep look, looked away and walked into the elevator: "It's okay."

Two bodyguards escorted them into the elevator one after the other. As the car door slowly closed, the windows of the Bentley lowered a few minutes again.

A profile face is reflected out of the window.

The man's eyes were calm, but there was no warmth and indifference. When he lowered his head slowly, his eyes fell on the left hand wearing the white glove.

He gently touched the edge of the glove with the pulp of his right finger, and the tentacles were hard and cold.

"Let's go."

He spoke with a light tone, slow and melodious, not like Shang Yu's low-pitched magnetism, but gentle and elegant.

In a blink of an eye, six Bentleys quietly left the underground parking lot of the Pullman Hotel.

...

At the same time, Li Qiao returned to the suite, threw the case information Su Moshi gave her on the bed, turned around and went to the study.

She turned on the computer and soon hacked into the Pullman Hotel's underground car park surveillance.