Chapter 916 Keep Everything Simple and Keep Quiet

Chapter 916 Keep everything simple and keep quiet

A day later, towards the evening, Shen Qingye arrived in Nanyang as scheduled.

He was wearing a motorcycle padded jacket, black jeans and blue and white sneakers on his lower body, and he shivered when he walked out of the airport.

Shen Qingye was thinking about meeting Yin Mo, so he simply called her.

Egret waited quietly behind him dragging the suitcase.

The handset rang for half a minute, but no one answered.

Shen Qingye glanced at the phone impatiently, just as he was about to complain, the call was connected.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled, straight to the point: "I'm in Nanyang, at the airport, do you want to..."

The next second, the other party hung up directly.

Shen Qingye: "???"

He held up his phone in a daze for a long time, the signal is not good?

Shen Qingye didn't believe in evil, so he called again, but the phone turned off.

He looked up at the sky, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, is Yin Lao Er testing human nature on the verge of betrayal?

At this time, Bai Lu walked back to his side and said in a low voice, "Mr. Shen, the car has arrived. How about going to the hotel..."

"Go to Nanyang Mansion first."

Shen Qingye frowned, and stuffed the phone into the pocket of his coat.

...

In the living room of the mansion, when Li Qiao stepped out of the elevator, she saw Shen Qingye sitting lazily on the sofa poking his phone.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Shen Qingye lazily raised his eyelids, seeing Li Qiao's strolling figure, his eyes flashed, and he blurted out, "Why have you lost so much weight?"

It's been a long time since we saw each other, but Shen Qingye could see Li Qiao's slender chin at a glance, and the loose knitted sweater couldn't hide her slender shoulders.

Li Qiao pursed her lips and sat down, glanced at Bailu and nodded to him, then looked at Shen Qingye, "Just you two?"

"Then who else do you want?" Shen Qingye pouted, with obvious emotions in his eyes, "Where is Yin's second child? Didn't you say she is also in Nanyang?"

Li Qiao leaned on the sofa and touched her chin, "You haven't contacted her?"

Shen Qingye had a straight face, quite unhappy, "I've contacted you, hang up on me."

Li Qiao bent her lips and smiled, looking back at Luo Yu not far away, "Is she still in the casino?"

Luo Yu stepped forward and nodded, "Well, I've been here for the last two days."

He Chen took Yin Mo away that day, and he still hasn't sent him back.

At this time, Shen Qingye straightened his back, and there was a gleam of excitement in his eyes, "Yin's second child is fine. I haven't seen you for a few years and I have learned how to gamble. Which casino is she in?"

Li Qiao looked at him and asked casually, "Want to go?"

"How many years has it been since the two of us went to the table together?" Shen Qingye raised his legs and smiled slyly, "You say it's a coincidence, I forgot to bring the gift money when I went out this time."

The implication is to find someone to take advantage of and earn some gift money.

...

At seven o'clock in the evening, Portuguese Silver Casino.

Shen Qingye didn't come to Portugal, so he naturally didn't know whose territory it was.

But Bai Luhui was very familiar with it.

He got out of the car and frowned when he saw the iconic church building in front of the Puyin Gate, "Mr. Shen, this casino is..."

"Don't tell me, this casino is quite innovative." Shen Qingye didn't notice Bai Lu's solemn expression at all, pinched his waist and looked at the building in front of the door, "It's like a church for saving all sentient beings, this boss's aesthetics is not bad. how."

Shen Qingye glanced at the church's logo, feeling vaguely familiar with it.

But for a while, I couldn't remember where I saw it, and I didn't bother to think about it, so I ran to the church with my hands in my pockets.

Bai Luhui wanted to remind him again, but Shen Qingye thought he was talking, so he waved his hand to tell him to shut up.

Entering the underground casino, Shen Qingye went straight to the VIP room.

They randomly found a gaming table and sat down, surrounded by a few individual customers who were betting big or small.

Not long after, Luo Yu brought chips, and Shen Qingye casually threw them on the gaming table, "All In."

Li Qiao: "..."

Are you sure he didn't come to spread money?

Shen Qingye was lucky, he won the first round.

He stretched out his hand to grab all the chips in front of him, weighed them, and called the croupier to quickly open the next game.

There is also a casino in Ida State, but no one dares to bet with him. His father said on the street that whoever dares to open a gambling table for Shen Qingye is against the Sixth Bureau.

Therefore, after finally being able to gamble as he pleases, Shen Qingye has long since left Yin Mo behind.

Li Qiao looked at the gaming table with a lack of interest. There is no technical content in gambling, and there are many individual customers smoking around the VIP room. She squinted her eyes and thought, let Bai Luhui and Luo Yu guard Shen Qingye, and got up by herself Go to the spiral staircase on the second floor.

Going up to the second floor, Li Qiao received a call from Shang Yu, "In Portugal?"

"Well, I came here with Shen Qingye." Li Qiao put one hand in her pocket, and paced towards He Chen's office in a leisurely manner.

The man seemed to be smoking, his voice was thick and magnetic, "Did you see He Chen?"

"Not yet." Li Qiao slowed down, leaning against the window sill in the corridor, "Dad called me this afternoon."

Shang Yu leaned against the boss's chair, his eyes were slightly deep, "Is there something wrong?"

Li Qiao lowered her eyes and conveyed Shang Zonghai's words truthfully, "He asked us to go to Myanmar early after Christmas."

The man was silent for a moment, "Alright, then go ahead."

"Well, then... the twenty-seventh?"

Shang Yu agreed to her proposal, and then said: "Wait for me."

Meanwhile, Palmer.

There was a faint fragrance of ink in the antique study room, Shang Zonghai took his seat slowly, raised his eyes to look at Wei Ang, "Are you ready?"

Wei Ang bowed his head, "It's almost there, I have received the entry invitation letter from Myanmar Customs this morning."

"To make a big deal out of a molehill." Shang Zonghai took off his glasses and frowned, "Tell Wu Lv to keep things simple and keep quiet."

Wei Ang lowered his head again, "Yes, Patriarch."

Shang Zonghai picked up the flannel cloth to wipe his glasses, raised his eyelids, "You arrange a flight back to Nanyang tomorrow, and send Xia Yatou to find Qiaoqiao, she should not travel with me."

Wei Ang pursed his lips, "Patriarch, Yun Li looked for me yesterday, and he might also want to go to Myanmar."

Shang Zonghai put down his glasses, thoughtful.

Seeing this, Wei Ang said again: "I asked the second master, Yun Li's drug addiction has been basically controlled, and he shouldn't have too many problems if he goes out."

Shang Zonghai squinted deeply, then unfolded the rice paper on the table, picked up a brush and dipped it in ink, and wrote down a folk prescription in a flowing manner, "Give this to Shaoheng, and let him make a week's worth of medicine according to the prescription. Bring it to Yun Li."

Wei Ang took the prescription with both hands, pouted his lips and dried the ink while walking.

This is a prescription written by the Patriarch himself, and it is priceless.

After Wei Ang left, Shang Zonghai looked at the front sharply. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the mobile phone on the corner of the table, picked it up and made a call.

"Old George, it's me."

"..."

Shang Zonghai laughed in a low voice, "You are the number one heir after all, and you are too indulgent in Weston's mischief, and you are not afraid of losing your status?"

"..."

Shang Zonghai frowned, and his eyes were full of shrewd determination, "The prince of Burma married his daughter, and it would be best for you to represent the royal family of the British emperor to attend."

Old George sneered, "What you mean is that you don't want Weston to go to Burma?"

"There is an old saying that there are two tigers hidden in one mountain, and the same goes for foreign relations."