Chapter 729 Don't Want Me to See My Second Uncle?

Chapter 729 Don't want me to see my second uncle?

After dinner, the pointer came to ten o'clock at night.

Li Qiao followed Shang Yu out of the box lazily, Zong Zhan and Xi Luo walked behind them from left to right.

Outside the gate of Crystal Garden, Shang Yu tilted his head: "When will you return to the Imperial Capital?"

"Tomorrow morning. The military department has training, so we can't delay it for too long." Zong Zhan rubbed the crown of his head, wearing a camouflage uniform, with a masculine look, "Zong Yue, take the trouble to keep an eye on her, don't let her cause any trouble. "

Shang Yu and Li Qiao stared at Zong Zhan at the same time, their expressions showing a bit of playfulness.

This mess tonight has something to do with Zong Yue?

Zong Zhan turned a blind eye to their playful expressions, out of politeness, he turned his head to Xi Luo and asked, "How are you going?"

Xi Luo raised her lips and gestured to a Land Rover on the side of the road, and waved her hand, "See you later, everyone."

Zong Zhan's eyes followed her figure, and before he had time to tease, a lush and handsome man stepped out of the cab of the Land Rover.

Before Xi Luo got into the carriage, she hooked the man's chin with her index finger. In Zong Zhan's eyes, there was only one word: frivolity.

How should I put it, a working woman of Xi Luo's age has a capable temperament and outstanding appearance, and even her clothes are very fashionable.

Zong Zhan has seen many beautiful women, but Xi Luo, who is both good and evil and has a good tongue, is extremely rare in his circle.

So, the moment the Land Rover drove away, Zong Zhan asked a straight question, "Is that her boyfriend?"

I'm a little young.

Li Qiao leaned on Shang Yu's shoulder, raised her lips and smiled, opened her eyes and said nonsense, "Maybe it's the driver."

Hearing this, Zong Zhan's feelings towards Xi Luo became more complicated.

Can the driver be so teasing? Simply too frivolous.

Just as Zong Zhan was about to speak, Shang Yu had already led the girl beside him to the parking lot, and another comment from Li Qiao came in the night wind: "I didn't expect Xi Luo to like little milk dogs."

Sister Yu and the milk dog are also a good match.

Zong Zhan pondered Li Qiao's words, feeling very disdainful in his heart.

Can the little milk dog be as useful as the big wolf dog?

As Shang Yu's motorcade left Crystal Garden, Zong Zhan came back to his senses and realized what he was thinking, so he couldn't help scolding.

A woman like Xi Luo doesn't deserve his attention.

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Time flies like water, two days passed in a blink of an eye.

Li Qiao has been trying to find clues that Jing Yilan might leave behind.

But she can't investigate with great fanfare, it's too easy to attract suspicion.

Mu Aoxian failed to find any clues these years, and Li Qiao even doubted whether those things really existed.

On this day, Li Qiao took advantage of noon to go to Yanhuang to have lunch with Shang Yu.

Men are very busy recently, always leaving early and returning late.

The influence of the previous Parma branch has not been completely eliminated. Although the stock market has stabilized, it will take time to repair the damaged reputation and corporate image.

Li Qiao covered the computer, picked up the phone and went out.

Downstairs in the building, she and Xi Luo met face to face, "Going out?"

Li Qiao responded, "I'll be back in a while."

Carrying a limited edition crocodile leather bag, Xi Luo staggered and whispered, "The one surnamed Li is settled."

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows, motioning for her to continue.

"Bankruptcy and dishonesty, it's impossible to make a comeback." Xi Luo paused, speaking concisely.

After Li Qiao left, Xi Luo looked at the direction she was leaving, curled her lips and walked into the elevator.

She and Shang Shaoyan have been together for a long time, why are they still gluey, aren't they tired?

Xi Luo shook her head, expressing that she couldn't understand.

Next door, Yanhuang headquarters.

Li Qiao leaned sideways on the sofa, crossed her legs, and sipped a cup of black tea in her hand.

Shang Yu sat diagonally across from the boss desk to read documents, and occasionally raised his eyes to look at her with tenderness deep in his eyes, "What do you want for lunch?"

"Whatever." Li Qiao looked at the opposite wall and replied absent-mindedly.

Not long after, the man finished processing the last document, got up and walked to Li Qiao's side to sit down.

Shang Yu stared at her pensive side face, leaned back, hooked her shoulder and pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and pecked Li Qiao's ear, "What are you thinking?"

Warm breath sprayed around the ears, Li Qiao turned her head to hide for a while, pinched the water glass and said softly: "I want to go back to the border."

There are still seven or eight days before the Yingdi Fireworks Festival, she wants to go back to the border to meet Mu Aoxian first.

Although he explained the past events on the phone, many details were not comprehensive enough.

Li Qiao had a sudden thought, could Jing Yilan hide something in Emperor Ying?

After all, she had studied in the British Empire, and the most dangerous was also the safest.

Shang Yu frowned slightly, stroking her shoulder with his palm, and asked thoughtfully, "How many days?"

"It won't be long." Li Qiao straightened up from his arms and put the water glass on the table, "Up to two days."

I didn't go to the poor kilns when I went to the border before. It's not that it's not important, but the teacher usually likes to be quiet. Once she goes back...

Li Qiao pinched the center of her eyebrows, secretly thinking about whether she should disguise herself this time when she goes back.

At this time, Shang Yu stared at her delicately contoured profile, "Alright, I'll let Liu Yun arrange the schedule after setting a time."

"Are you going too?" Li Qiao knew how busy he was recently, and raised her eyebrows in surprise, "I'll be back in two days at most, you might as well be at the company..."

The man crossed his legs, looked at her leisurely, and joked in a low voice: "You don't want me to see the second uncle?"

Li Qiao pursed her lips and said nothing.

This is really similar to her phrase "The Marchioness can't go".

After finalizing the matter of going to the border, Li Qiao didn't bother with the current situation of Yanhuang Group anymore.

As her teacher and second uncle, Mu Aoxian should indeed meet Shang Yu.

Also, Mo Jue.

Li Qiao had lunch with Shang Yu, and before leaving Yanhuang Company, she logged into the stock market with her mobile phone. Since she can't help him with anything, let's buy some Yanhuang stocks to check the K-line trend.

It is worth mentioning that the chaos caused by the Presbyterian Hall was not without benefits.

At least after the announcement of the honorary major general's identity, Yanhuang Group's stock rose by more than 10% within three days.

The shares held by Li Qiao made a net profit of nearly one billion.

She exited the stock market page without changing her face, and after kissing Shang Yu goodbye, she went out without haste.

But this time, Zhuifeng, who had been deducted a year's bonus, saw that Li Qiao was in a bad mood in the office area.

Just because he took one more look and said one more sentence last time, he was deducted a bonus of six million.

At this time, Zhui Feng and Luo Yu walked side by side, as if they wanted to report to Shang Yu.

Meeting each other in a narrow corridor, Zhuifeng silently took out sunglasses from his trouser pocket and put them on his face, giving full play to the good character of 'wearing sunglasses, no one loves', and walked past Li Qiao without squinting.

I can't deduct his bonus this time.

Then, Zhuifeng walked into the chairman's office with lingering fear in his sunglasses, and when he looked up, he saw Shang Yu leaning on the boss's chair with a cigarette in his mouth, looking unhappy, "Are you wearing sunglasses during working hours?"

In the afternoon, Zhuifeng drove straight to the temple in the outer suburbs under the pretext of going out to do errands—a lot of money to pray for blessings! ! !