Outright Favoritism Chapter 306: : There are surprises every time

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Four hours later, at 11 midnight local time, the Yanhuang special plane arrived at Parma International Airport.

Li Qiao sat by the porthole of the engine room, looking at the dimly yellow night below, her eyes flickering.

The cabin door opened and a group of people walked out.

Pama, located in the waters of the Pingyang Peninsula, is surrounded by the sea on three sides and has pleasant scenery in all seasons. It belongs to a standard temperate maritime climate.

As soon as I stepped out of the hatch, warm and humid air rushed over my face.

Not far away, three European cars have been waiting for a long time.

And just below the gangway, stood a man about 30 years old.

The other party was dressed in a capable gray suit and looked up solemnly. Seeing Shang and Yu walking out of the cabin, he respectfully called: "Young Master, Miss Li."

This person, named Wei Ang, is one of Shang Zonghai's henchmen. Li Qiao had met him in the Nanyang Mansion.

Getting in the car, Wei Ang sat in the co-pilot and looked back, "Master, should I go back to the old house first or..."

"Go back to the other yard." Shang Yu commanded in a deep voice, Wei Ang flashed a flash, without saying much, after signaling to the driver, the three cars drove out of the apron.

Soon, the car drove to the airport exit, and a VIP special customs inspection booth came into view.

The routine inspector looked at the small flags dancing in the wind on both sides of the front of the car, quickly walked to the position of the co-pilot, bent over to the car window, and did not continue the inspection process at all, but waved his arms to indicate Release people at the gate.

This is probably the Shang's status symbol in Parma, completely out of the scope of all the rules.

……

On the way back, Li Qiao watched the night view of Parma lazily.

Large tracts of street vegetation pass by, and the tall buildings on both sides are also covered with bright neon lights.

The street is clean and dusty, and it looks very quiet and peaceful at night.

At half past twelve in the night, three cars drove into the other courtyard near Mount Piper.

A whole piece of European-style palace buildings are lined up at the foot of the mountain, which is comparable to the main style of a luxurious manor and can't be seen at a glance.

At this time, Li Qiao looked at the same building on the other side through the car window, and she could still see a steeple church faintly.

Wei Ang happened to look back to capture this scene, and then explained, "Miss Li? Over there is the Chiefs' Mansion."

Li Qiao's eyes were slightly surprised, and she let out a ‘Oh’.

So, in Pama? Shang Yu and the chief are neighbors?

Into the other courtyard? In front of the brightly lit fountain of the European-style castle? Wei Ang got out of the car and opened the car door respectfully.

He raised his eyes to look at Shang Yu, and nodded: "Master, what time will I pick you up tomorrow morning?"

The man took Li Qiao's hand? As he walked, he said in a deep voice, "Nine o'clock."

"Okay." Wei Ang bent over? His eyes were full of awe.

Even if he has been with the patriarch for many years, every time he meets the eldest master, he still can't restrain his nervousness.

He watched the two walking into the castle? He sighed thoughtfully.

Now that the eldest master brought the woman back? This Pama's heaven? I'm afraid it will change completely.

No moment? Wei Ang left with the convoy? And the iron gate of the manor was closed again.

The beginning of the night? There were a lot of bodyguards waiting silently near the other yard.

……

On the other side, in the magnificent and luxurious living room, Li Qiao nestled in the leather sofa, looking around.

The ceiling crystal lights are brilliant and bright, and the dark red ancient European decoration style is full of extravagance and luxury.

Suddenly? She saw the mural on the opposite wall? Concentrated for a moment? Can't help but slap her tongue.

The original works of the Renaissance were just hung in the living room for decoration. If the major auction houses and museums knew about it? I'm afraid it would break the threshold here.

"Like that painting?" At this time, Shang Yu walked in from the living room with a water glass, followed Li Qiao's eyes, raised his thick eyebrows and asked.

Li Qiao took the water glass, took a sip, and joked lazily: "I don't like it, but I think you are a bit violent."

Shang Yu took a seat next to her, deep eyes with a conniving smile, "There are many upstairs, if you like to pick it up."

Li Qiao leaned on the back of the chair and stretched her long legs, looking across the living room. Fortunately, Li Er didn't come, otherwise the paintings here would be wiped out by him.

After a while, Li Qiao was taken to the bedroom on the third floor by falling rain.

The decoration style in the room is similar to that of the downstairs. Li Qiao simply washes, turns off the light and lies in bed without sleep.

In just a few hours, Parma came from Nanyang, and it felt a little unreal.

She couldn't help but wonder if she saw Shang Zonghai tomorrow, I wonder if he would tell her the content of "The Autobiography of the Stock God" truthfully.

……

The next day, at half past eight, Li Qiao went downstairs after washing.

Going around the corner of the spiral staircase, she raised her eyes and saw two men sitting in the living room, besides Shang Yu, there was a strange face.

The opponent is in his early thirties, with deep facial features, a bit of mixed blood, a cold and solemn expression, not anger or prestige, wearing a simple white shirt and black trousers, sitting on the opposite side of Shang Yu with his legs folded and smoking smoke.

At this time, the man was sitting on the single sofa, and the sunlight from the standard palace-style grille windows fell on his shoulders, capturing Li Qiao's figure, and greeted him in a deep voice, "Wake up? "

Li Qiao walked down the stairs unhurriedly, and the strange man turned his head to look at her instantly.

A touch of surprise quickly passed through the bottom of my eyes.

On the dark staircase floor, the girl is wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans, the front of the dress is casually tucked in the belt, she is tall, and her legs are straight and slender.

The most eye-catching face is that Pama never lacks beauty, but she is rarely so ostentatious and bright.

In a blink of an eye, Li Qiao came to the sofa opposite Shang Yu to take a seat, and the strange man also put down his overlapping long legs, bent over and screwed the cigarette **** into the ashtray.

Shang Yu watched him twist his cigarette while raising his eyes to examine Li Qiao's behavior, his thin lips pursed, his tone lazily, "Huo Mang."

Li Qiao glanced at the man, then nodded towards the other side, "Hello, I am Li Qiao."

This person, the eldest of the Pamahuo family, thirty-one years old, Huo Mang.

At this time, Huo Mang nodded to Li Qiao, his tone was pure mid-bass, "Fortunately, I am Huo Mang."

Immediately, he looked sideways at Shang Yu, and asked vaguely: "It's decided?"

The man lowered his eyes, leaning on the armrest of the sofa, his posture was wild, "natural."

"You really have a surprise every time." Huo Mang stared at Shang Yu with deep eye sockets, sighing with a smile.

Li Qiao sat aside without saying a word, looked down at her nails, and Huo Mang's farewell voice happened to be heard in her ear, "Since you are going back to my home in a while, then I will go first."

"Yeah." Shang Yu got up to see him off, Huo Mang's gaze swept across Li Qiao, and after saying goodbye to her, he turned and walked outside the living room.

At the entrance of the hall, Huo Mang moved forward slowly, turned his head to face the living room, and whispered: "How old is she?"

Shang Yu adjusted the cuffs of his shirt, opened his eyes and looked at him, "What?"