Chapter 941 The Only Privileged Car
Chapter 941 The Only Privileged Car
Li Qiao tilted her body, leaned on Shang Yu's shoulder, and repeated, "Drive over."
Liu Yun looked at the rearview mirror hesitantly, as if asking for the man's opinion.
Luo Yu, the co-pilot, stretched his legs and urged impatiently, "You should drive."
Liu Yun kicked the accelerator, and the car speeded up and drove towards the main road.
Half a minute later, the vehicle was stopped by a roadblock.
Liu Yun didn't dare to look back, so he could only look at Luo Yu with his head tilted, his eyes were slightly provocative, as if he was saying, "Why don't you come and drive"?
At this time, Shang Yu rolled up his cuffs, looked at Li Qiao leisurely, and joked in a deep voice, "Break in?"
Li Qiao pursed her lips, just as she stretched out her hand to lower the car window, a black bulletproof car came quickly from far and near behind.
The bulletproof car stopped in front with a sudden brake, and a short horn sounded. The police officers responsible for the road closure rushed from the side of the road, and moved the roadblock without saying a word.
As the three vehicles passed by one after another, the police officers put their right fists on their chests and bent down to salute.
With the bulletproof car opening the way ahead, all blocked road sections will be unimpeded.
Liu Yun secretly looked at the rearview mirror, feeling puzzled but didn't dare to ask further questions.
Glory Tan Sri's status in Myanmar is so high?
Not subject to road closures, you can even let the members of the police station salute and see you off. Isn't this treatment comparable to that of the royal family? !
Moreover, the bulletproof car is obviously a status symbol, license plate number: K312.
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On the other side, after seeing off Li Qiao and Shang Yu, Su Moshi dragged Wu Minmin back to the living room, "Are you brave enough?"
"What guts?" Wu Minmin thought he was talking about a bulletproof car, and retorted, "That car is really pretty, and I asked Ada to send it back to her so that it would be convenient for her to travel here."
She paused, and then added with her lips curled up, "The only privileged car in Naibi, Myanmar, it's not for nothing."
Su Moshi shook his head, rubbed Wu Minmin's head, with a helpless and doting look on his face, "I'm talking about Master Yan."
Wu Minmin frowned suspiciously, "What happened to him?"
Su Moshi said, "You are the first person to call him brother-in-law when you see him."
"Can't you call him?" Wu Minmin asked back, seeming to think of something in the next second, and kicked the leg of the coffee table, "Do you still want me to call him brother-in-law? Don't even think about it, I am the elder sister."
Su Moshi sighed, explained a few words softly, and finally told him patiently, "Next time you see him, remember to be more polite."
When the words fell, Wu Minmin pouted, looking quite indifferent, "If it wasn't for Qiaoqiao, what would it have to do with me if he was the overlord of the world? Besides, if the man Qiaoqiao chooses is so narrow-minded, I suggest She's divorced."
Su Moshi: "..."
Said a lonely.
Wu Minmin rubbed her belly and squinted at Su Mo, "Well, don't bark if you don't bark. Anyway, he's a pretty husband, not mine. Besides being a little prettier and taller than you, he's also a little bit taller than you." Nothing special."
Su Mo stood up, and patted her on the head with a half-smile, "Tomorrow night, you will sleep by yourself."
Wu Minmin became furious, and with her pregnant belly, she followed behind him and muttered: "You are so stingy, I'm not wrong, he is at least 188, and you are only 183..."
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Time flies, and another day has passed.
With three days left before Su Moshi and Wu Minmin's New Year's Day wedding, more and more private jets landed at Myanmar Naby International Airport.
At noon that day, a large private airliner bearing the Charman logo arrived as scheduled.
Martial law was imposed across the airport, and other flights at the same time were forced to circle to give way.
The guard of honor and the deputy commander of the military department lined up to greet him, and the scene was very grand.
A red carpet was laid on the gangway, and as the cabin door opened, Xiao Yehui stepped out of the cabin first, dressed in a suit and leather shoes.
Such a welcoming ceremony is comparable to an exclusive interview with an important leader.
At this time, Xiao Yehui was followed by a blond woman, and the two had no communication during the whole process, and were in a very alienated state.
The deputy commander hurried over, stood in front of Xiao Yehui, shook hands and greeted, "Duke, Princess Margaery, come from afar, welcome."
There was a polite smile on the corner of Xiao Yehui's mouth, "Thank you, Deputy Commander."
"The hotel where you are staying has been arranged, please get on the bus, Duke."
Xiao Yehui glanced at Margaery, and exchanged glances with her, and the two walked towards the convoy first.
The deputy commander was only ordered to greet them, and it is not clear how many family members of the Charman family were accompanying them this time.
Several people boarded the car one by one, and before the deputy commander could speak, several people walked out slowly from the cabin door in the distance.
The old man in the middle is holding a cane, a middle-aged woman is holding his arm, and there are several people behind them.
"Duke, those few are..."
Xiao Yehui lowered his head and adjusted the white glove on his left hand, and said softly, "Don't worry, let's go."
The deputy commander's eyes flashed slightly, and he gave the driver a look, and the convoy and all the military vehicles of the military department drove out of the tarmac.
Not long after, several black commercial vehicles drove slowly, and after everyone got into the vehicle, they headed straight for the residence of the Supreme Commander Bai Mingyin.
In the carriage, Xiao Hongdao tapped his knees, stared at the scenery outside the window, and said with emotion: "Over the years, Nebi has really changed a lot."
Ming Dailan beside him bent her lips, "Why don't I remember that you have been to Nabi?"
"It's been many years. At that time..." Xiao Hongdao's voice was low and teasing, "You should still be in Pama, and was forced to marry by Shang Zonghai."
Ming Dailan took a breath, and turned her head to look out the window.
She didn't speak, but kept swallowing her throat, and her mood fluctuated slightly.
Yin Zhihong, the co-pilot, answered at the right time, "I remember that Bai Mingyin became the current supreme commander only after he was instructed by Mr. Mr. in Myanmar, he must have been a figure who called the wind and rain."
"It's not as good as before." Xiao Hongdao rubbed his knees, and slowly stretched his brows, "Old Yin, during this time, keep an eye on Xiaoyan, and don't let him do anything out of the ordinary."
Yin Zhihong responded, Ming Dailan had already recovered her dignified posture, turned her head and asked, "What happened to Xiaoyan?"
Xiao Hongdao leaned against the back of the chair and waved his hands, "You don't know about your good son. He spends his days looking for flowers and willows. Myanmar is no different from the British emperor, and its cultural traditions are different. Don't touch people who shouldn't be touched by him."
Ming Dailan stared at the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, her cheeks full of vicissitudes and old age, she could no longer find the high-spiritedness of the past.
She lowered her eyes, with self-mockery hidden in her eyes.
Life is really a wrong step, step by step wrong.
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In the other courtyard, Shang Zonghai got the news as soon as Xiao Hongdao arrived in Myanmar.
He flipped through the medical book in his hand and said without raising his head, "Go tell the girl and Shaoyan to be more careful."
Wei Ang bowed his head, "Patriarch, do you want to send someone..."
Shang Zonghai raised his hand and interrupted him, "Don't make a fuss, Xiao Hongdao dare not mess around in Myanmar yet."
In the past few days, I am trying to start making up updates, asking for a monthly ticket~