Chapter 831

Chapter 831

Li Qiao glanced at the box of anesthesia needles, "You are really his good brother."

He Chen knocked on the table with his knuckles, "It's better than he hurt you and regret it later."

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows, "Thank you."

In less than twenty minutes, Li Qiao took an anesthetic injection and left the Puyin underground casino.

He Chen sent them away, stood under the corridor and lit a cigarette, his long and narrow eyes were deep and distant.

In the car, Li Qiao looked at the anesthesia needle, pouted, and threw it into the co-pilot's storage box.

Luo Yu glanced at her distractedly, "Madam, should we go back to the mansion or to the company?"

"Go to the fund company first." Li Qiao put down the seat, closed her eyes and rested with a tired expression.

...

When Xi Luo saw Li Qiao, she almost spit out her coffee.

She wiped her mouth with a tissue, and glanced up and down at Li Qiao, "Why are you so thin?"

Li Qiao opened the chair and sat down, with her slender legs folded in front of her, "Ai Bo's matter is settled?"

Xi Luo's eyes focused on her face, and she said after a few seconds: "The things have been handed over, and the investigation has not yet been initiated. The efficiency of the House of Representatives is really beyond praise."

"Has the company made any business trip arrangements recently?" Li Qiao drooped her eyes, her tone unhurried.

Xi Luo stared at her speechlessly, "Why? You're so skinny, you still want to go on a business trip?"

Li Qiao bent her lips casually, "What's wrong?"

Xi Luo narrowed her eyes, took another sip from her coffee cup, "Little friend, do you have something to hide from me?"

"Well, so don't ask too much."

Xi Luo: "..."

She snorted, pressed the inside line and called her assistant. According to the schedule, there will be a second negotiation on the merger and acquisition case that the fund company participated in early next month.

Location: Nay Pyi, the capital of Myanmar.

Xi Luo was well aware of Li Qiao's status in Burma, touched her chin, and joked, "If you go to Burma, will your Lord Yan also come with you?"

"No." Li Qiao raised her head and took a deep breath, looking very tired, "I will be included in the itinerary first, whether to go or not is to be determined."

Xi Luo leaned on the boss's chair and turned twice, and tentatively asked with a smile: "Did you two quarrel?"

Otherwise, why did the kid suddenly want to go on a business trip?

M&A negotiations cannot be completed in a day or two.

Li Qiao pursed her lips and stood up, "Let's go."

Xi Luo didn't hold her back. Looking at the back of her leaving, she picked up her mobile phone and made a small report without psychological pressure, "Archbishop, are you busy?"

...

At noon, Li Qiao walked into Yanhuang 101.

Because of her morning sickness a few days ago, Shang Yu's emotions have not been effectively released.

Even though he looked the same as usual, every night when she turned over half asleep and half awake, she could always hear the man hoarsely asking her if she wanted to vomit.

Li Qiao felt sorry for him and considered sleeping too much, but every time she saw Shang Yu Qingjun's deep eyebrows, she couldn't bear to break the status quo.

In the office, there was strong black coffee on Shang Yu's desk, and Zhui Feng was holding a stack of documents and standing opposite the boss desk, hesitating to speak.

"Is there anything else?" The man raised his head, his stern face showed a somewhat calm and prestige.

Chasing Feng leaned forward, drooping his head, "Boss, do you think my hair is gray?"

Shang Yu took the pen and continued to sign, closed the folder, and gave him a glance, "Say what you have to say."

Zhuifeng immediately smiled hippie, "I want to apply for a leave of absence..."

"Knock knock—"

CNM.

Chasing the wind became irritable, and he gritted his teeth and went forward to open the door of the office, "Get out, come back later if you have something to do."

Outside the door was the rain that was sprayed with spit stars all over the face.

And beside her stood Li Qiao with her hands in her pockets and a calm expression.

Luo Yu wiped his face, reached out and grabbed the skirt of Zhui Feng's clothes and pulled them out, "Come here."

"Fuck, what are you going to do, Luo Yu?" Zhuifeng held the documents with one hand, unable to break free from Luo Yu's grip, and was dragged and pushed into the meeting room next door.

Li Qiao walked into the office slowly, looked directly at Shang Yu's gradually softening eyebrows and eyes, "Excuse me?"

"Don't disturb." The man put down his pen and waved to her, "Why don't you rest at home?"

Li Qiao walked around the executive desk, opened his arms naturally, and sat down on Shang Yu's lap, "I'm idle anyway, come out to get some air."

She leaned sideways on Shang Yu, lowered her eyes with a smile, "Accompany me to grandpa's house this weekend?"

The man raised his head slightly and sucked the corner of her lips, "Okay."

"I said, this is the office after all, can you restrain yourself a little?" Before Shang Yu could deepen the kiss, Zong Zhan's teasing voice slowly came from the door of the lounge on the right front.

Li Qiao subconsciously wanted to stand up from Shang Yu's arms, but the man tightened his arms and squinted at Zong Zhan, "You should go."

Zong Zhan gave a short laugh, strolled to the rest area and sat down, crossed his legs, and said leisurely: "You can go, tell me first, what did that woman call you just now?"

that woman?

Li Qiao turned sideways slightly, and looked at Shang Yu thoughtfully, "Xi Luo?"

The man hooked his thin lips, and stroked the back of her head with his palm, "Well, ask me for help."

"Oh." Li Qiao replied lightly without thinking too much.

The British emperor has been very quiet recently. Whether it is Charman or the second crown prince, after the hot search incident, it seems to have entered a dormant period.

Zong Zhan narrowed his eyes, obviously not satisfied with this answer.

He unbuttoned his cuffs slowly, with a smirk on his face, "What help? Even if she wants to solve the troubles in Burma, wouldn't it be more suitable for her to find younger siblings."

Well, Li Qiao heard that there was something in the words.

She looked left and right, her eyes shuttled back and forth between Zong Zhan and Shang Yu.

Xi Luo is in trouble in Myanmar, she really doesn't know.

Shang Yu patted Li Qiao's back reassuringly, opened the drawer of the boss desk sideways, took out a box of sour plum slices, and glanced at Zong Zhan, "You can ask her."

Zong Zhan raised his lips and sneered, looking down at a red and swollen tooth mark on his forearm, Xi Luo bit it.

Two days ago, he deliberately created a chance encounter. He planned to settle accounts with Xi Luo, but the woman bit her when she couldn't beat her, and ran away after biting.

Zong Zhan has always been used to giving orders in the military department, and it was the first time he met a woman like Xi Luo who didn't follow the routine.

Say she is a good person, she did not do good things.

To say that she is a bad person is not to the point of losing all conscience.

Zong Zhan has deep thoughts, and it is not so easy to turn over his holiday with Xi Luo.

At this time, Shang Yu circled Li Qiao, unscrewed the lid of the box, took out the sour plum slices from inside, and delivered them to Li Qiao's mouth. The movements were skillful and calm, as if he had done it a thousand times.

Zong Zhan looked at this scene with his forehead propped up, and turned his face away with a smile.

Anyway, I have long been used to the feeding method of this couple, but every time they sprinkle dog food, they are too fucking immoral.

No matter what happens, I will slap you hard on the face.