Chapter 862 Scarlet City Has an Extra Father

Chapter 862 Scarlet City Has an Extra Father

It was night, the starry sky was vast, without the hustle and bustle and neon lights of the busy city, and the sky above the Scarlet City was dotted with stars.

On the quiet third floor, a row of dim night lights were lit in the corridor.

Li Qiao came to the study next door and opened the computer case with ease.

The mainframe is personally configured by Bai Yan, with good performance and short startup time, but in the blink of an eye, the screens of the two computers placed side by side also light up at the same time.

Li Qiao entered the password, and the background image was still the pure black she used before.

She logged into the black market trading website, but before she could take any further action, the phone on the table rang.

Li Qiao saw the caller ID, and turned the back of her chair to look out the window when answering the call, "Are you still asleep?"

At this time in Ida State, it was past midnight.

Shang Yu seemed to be smoking a cigarette, and his magnetic voice was somewhat low and hoarse, "Well, are you still busy?"

Li Qiao looked up at the night sky outside the window, and said softly, "No, I've already laid down."

Bai Yan who just opened the door: "..."

The man took a drag on his cigarette, and the phone was quiet for a moment, "In Li's house?"

"Yeah." Li Qiao lied frankly, crossed her legs, and swayed her toes leisurely, "I'm bored in the mansion by myself, so I just want to go home for a few days."

Bai Yan at the door was leaning against the door frame with her arms crossed, her ability to tell nonsense was getting more and more perfect.

After a while, Shang Yu gave a few more words of advice, the two hung up the phone, Li Qiao stroked the phone, and smiled with curved lips.

At this time, Bai Yan's joking voice came from behind, "You don't sleep in the middle of the night, just to make phone calls to trick fools?"

Li Qiao glanced at him through the reflection in the glass, "What are your plans for tomorrow?"

"You have the final say." Bai Yan walked over, sat down on the corner of the table, tilted his head to look at the computer screen, "tell me, what do you want to do?"

Li Qiao turned the chair to face Bai Yan, her eyes flashed, "Check the list."

...

The next day, the Top Luxury Art Jewelry Exhibition in Yangon, Myanmar officially opened and lasted for a week.

After hearing the news, there are countless collectors from all over the world.

Thanks to its favorable geographical location, Myanmar is rich in emeralds, and top emerald mines have also been excavated.

The group of ladies headed by Mrs. Andrew followed the special assistant of the exhibition hall into the VIP passage.

Ming Dailan and Mrs. Andrew walked in the front, and two other wives of the earl family followed behind them, accompanied by ten bodyguards.

A group of people walked into the exhibition hall in a mighty manner, shouting and embracing, which seemed to be a bit overwhelming.

It is divided into upper and lower floors, the first floor is jewelry, and the second floor is famous art paintings.

Since the jewelry and famous paintings in the exhibition are all tens of millions of collections, the organizer deliberately restricted the flow.

The visit is limited to 20 people per hour, and special assistants are equipped for one-on-one reception.

Mrs. Andrew seemed to lack interest in jewelry. After looking around, she said, "Lan, come with me upstairs first?"

Ming Dailan was admiring a set of emerald jewelry, and nodded upon hearing the sound, "Okay, let's go."

The two walked into the elevator car with four bodyguards.

Ming Dailan touched the bun next to her ear, looked sideways at Mrs. Andrew, and said gently, "I rarely see you being so attached to a painting. What is the special history of that painting?"

Mrs. Andrew lowered her eyes and smiled, she glanced at the bodyguards behind her with some hesitation, and hesitated to speak.

Ming Dailan observed her carefully, saw her hesitation, and comforted her softly, "They are the Cavaliers of the Duke's Mansion, and they will not spread gossip."

The elevator happened to stop on the second floor. When the two stepped out of the elevator, Mrs. Andrew explained the reason in a low voice, "The painting I'm looking for is the posthumous work of King III of England. There was a civil turmoil in the Han Palace a few years ago, and the painting was taken away. People stole it out and fled overseas.

You also know that Andrew is going to run for speaker this year. Although members of the House of Commons vote, the royal family will definitely be behind the scenes.

If he can buy this painting, Andrew will return it to the royal family free of charge in his own name, which can be regarded as a contribution. "

Ming Dailan nodded suddenly, and then said with gentle emotion: "It's rare that you are so caring. In fact, based on Andrew's position in the House of Commons, even without this painting, he should have elected the next speaker."

There was no lack of praise for these words, and Mrs. Andrew immediately raised her chin with a smile on her face, "I hope so."

The flattery among ladies always reveals a bit of hypocrisy and affectation.

Ming Dailan looked at Mrs. Andrew calmly, and when she saw her walking towards the exhibition area of ​​famous paintings, she looked back and told Yin Mo, "Look closely, once she finds that painting, tell me immediately."

Yin Mo nodded sternly, "Okay, ma'am."

Ming Dailan pursed her lips, as if she didn't trust Yin Mo, and called a member of the Cavaliers, and said, "You should also watch together, don't be careless."

...

At the same time, after Li Qiao had breakfast in the bungalow, she went to a row of bungalows next door.

This is Bai Yan's office.

The interiors of the townhouses are all connected, and various desktop computers can be seen everywhere.

On the left side of the bungalow, Li Qiao and Bai Yan sat side by side, and the computer screens in front of them both displayed the same picture.

Sitting not far away, Bai Xiaoniu and Bai Xiaohu secretly took a photo and posted it in the WeChat group of the twelve zodiac signs.

Ugly Cow: The more I look at it, the more I think Miss K and Brother Yan look like a couple.

Child mouse: +1

Chenlong: [Nanyang Shang Shaoyan.pdf]

Chenlong: It is said that this is Miss K's man.

Weiyang: [Screenshot], stupid dragon, what did you post? The page is blank, Miss K, is she a shameless man?

Yinhu: By the way, my sister asked me a question this morning, and I don't know how to answer it.

Haizhu: If you fart, let it go.

Yinhu: [Dagger] She asked me who beat Brother Yan yesterday.

You Chicken: Did Brother Yan get beaten up?

Xu Gou: Hahahahaha, God forgive anyone.

Ugly Cow: Screenshots have been taken upstairs.

[Xugou retracts a message. ]

Wei Yang: x-on:陶虎, what's going on?

Next, Bai Xiaohu looked seriously at Li Qiao and Bai Yan who were not far away, and then typed a small composition.

To sum it up in one sentence: The group of people who came yesterday felt that they were not good.

Shenhou: Why?

Bai Xiaohu carefully chose his words, and typed a few words very seriously: If they want to compete with Brother Yan for territory, Feicheng will have another father.

Bai Yan has always been Fei Cheng's white father.

And the handsome man who was the leader yesterday, no matter his body shape or self-cultivation, he was on par with Brother Yan, even slightly better.

Especially dressed in jet black, extremely simple black shirt and black trousers, standing on the streets of the dilapidated Feicheng, still carrying a cold and noble air.

Bai Xiaohu thought to himself, Bai Yan is Bai's father, and if that person wants to gain a foothold in Feicheng, he is probably the future black father.

Immediately afterwards, someone in the group asked: What can't be answered? Tell the truth.

Yinhu: What do I say? Tell sister directly, Brother Yan was beaten by another father's men? ? ?

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