Outright Favoritism Chapter 555: : Interpol Song Laoliu

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The man leaned on the back of the low stool, his deep eyes fell on her, "Don't like it?"

"I can't talk about it." Li Qiao carried the teapot to continue the tea, and glanced at him, "I didn't wear a cheongsam, and there is no occasion to wear it."

Shang Yu's thin lips raised a meaningful arc, crossed the low table and hooked her finger, "Didn't you go through it?"

Li Qiao subconsciously wanted to shake her head, but a picture flashed in her mind, and she was silent.

On the day of the engagement banquet, she seemed to be wearing a long burgundy dress imitating a cheongsam.

Well, wine red.

What did he say at the time?

Too pretty.

Li Qiao licked the corner of her mouth, squinted, and looked at him, "Do you want me to wear a cheongsam in the future?"

Shang Yu shook his head slowly, "Only at home."

Li Qiao cast aside his face and looked out of the cabin, then looked back at him again, and couldn't help but laugh, "Wear it to you?"

"Otherwise?"

This is a matter of course.

Li Qiao held her forehead, laughing for a long time.

Of course, she did not expect that the night when the cheongsam was rushed out and sent to Nanyang, when she walked gracefully in front of a man in a hand-made cheongsam for the first time, everything was out of control, and the wine red delicate embroidery The cheongsam was directly torn by him.

Rear on the bed.

……

The next day, Li Qiao and the two went to a resort village in the suburbs, standing in the lush green wetland of the mountains, their hearts were particularly open.

As the evening approached, a thin cloud was pressed against the sky, and Li Qiao and Shang Yu also embarked on their return journey.

In the two days in Longhuai, they wandered all over the streets and alleys of the ancient city, and sat in a cruise ship to feel a misty rain of Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Although the time is short, there is no disturbance from the outside world in these two days. I am immersed in the beautiful scenery of Suzhou and Hangzhou, and the comfortable and comfortable atmosphere has indeed calmed my inner anxiety.

As the plane climbed 10,000 meters in the sky, Li Qiao watched Longhuai City shrinking in the porthole, she curled her lips and smiled, closing her eyes and leaning on the back of the chair to start sleeping.

At nine o'clock in the night, the plane landed in Nanyang.

Li Qiao dismissed the phone's airplane mode, and a message popped in.

Song Laoliu: I am in China

The content is concise and concise, without even punctuation, but it fits the style of Song Laoliu.

Li Qiao concentrated for a few seconds and replied: I am in Nanyang.

Song Laoliu: Good

Li Qiao looked at the chat box and sighed while pursing her lips.

Song Laoliu, as an international criminal policeman, wandered between countries for a long time. Even if she didn't say anything about Xiao Yehui, he must have known it.

But at this point in time when he came to China, it was a bit of a coincidence.

Su Yujing said that Interpol has been tracking the whereabouts of the thief Mojue, maybe it was Song Laoliu.

……

Time flies, and three days have passed.

The days are flat without any waves, in short, nothing happens.

Xiao Yehui's resurrection from death is like an absurd dream, nothing has changed after waking up from the dream.

But under this calm surface, it seems that more turbulent waves are brewing.

At noon that day, Zong Yue came to the research institute to find Li Qiao for dinner.

After registering with the guard downstairs, she went to the third floor holding the insulated lunch box.

Li Qiao was waiting for her at the stairs in a white coat, and raised her eyebrows when she saw the lunch box in her hand.

Zong Yue holding the lunch box in one hand, raised his head and smiled brightly, "Qiaoqiao, I'll come to you for dinner."

Li Qiao put her hands in her pockets, staring at her, "You did it yourself?"

"Yes." Zong Yue trot up the steps, clapping the lunch box in his hands like offering treasures, "I've been idle these days anyway, just at home studying recipes. Today I made four dishes, you will try them later. How do you taste it."

Li Qiao: "..."

She thought her sister-in-law was coming to her for dinner, but she didn't expect to come to her to'try the poison'.

Novice chef, Li Qiao feels that she can't hold on to much hope.

A few minutes later, the two of them were sitting in the conference room, Li Qiao held the cucumber slices in her mouth, neither swallowing nor vomiting.

Why is a plate of fried cucumber with eggs so bitter?

Bitter scalp numb.

Look at Zong Yue again, looking at her expectantly, with stars in her eyes, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Li Qiao swallowed the whole slice of cucumber like a jujube, turned her head faintly, and issued a soul torture, "Did you not taste it yourself?"

Zong Yue shook his head solemnly, "No, I made it for you specially according to the recipe."

She really didn't eat, she just thought about doing it well and quickly sent it to Qiaoqiao, so she didn't have to wait too long.

Li Qiao put down his chopsticks silently, "Have you done it for the eldest brother?"

Zong Yue still shook his head, "If you find it delicious, I will make it for him tonight."

Li Qiao feels like a little guinea pig to try.

She swallowed her throat, feeling the bitterness still lingering in her throat, "Sister-in-law, you still...work hard in the future."

Zong Yue glanced at the stir-fried dishes on the table that were good in appearance, then looked at Li Qiao's expression of indescribable expression, flashing a flash of spirit, she picked up another pair of chopsticks, took a mouthful of dishes and brought them to her mouth.

Then, vomit.

"Ah, it's bitter." Zong Yue's face was wrinkled. Eggs were fried with cucumbers instead of bitter gourds. Where did the bitter taste come from?

Li Qiao straightened her face, and turned around, "I chose two companies for you."

Zong Yue was overjoyed with a frustrated expression, "Huh? Two?"

"Well. The first one is the scientific research institute. Although there is no establishment, it will also sign a formal labor contract. The position is a personnel specialist and does not need to work overtime. It is 8 to 5 in the morning.

The second one is a fund company, the same position, 9 am to 6 pm, usually need to work overtime, the company is located in Nanyang Science and Technology Park. "

The nature of the two jobs is similar, except the office location is different.

The research institute itself is in the development zone, not far from Jingwan Villa.

But the fund company is located in the science and technology park, and it takes 40 minutes to travel without traffic jams.

Zong Yue was a little bit undecided. After a long period of thought, he was still undecided.

Seeing this, Li Qiao gathered up the coat in front of her and suggested to her: "You don't have to make a choice in a hurry. I will send you the company introduction in a moment. You can consider it slowly."

Zong Yue heaved a sigh of relief, nodded and started to clear the table, "Then I will think about it first, can I give you an answer tomorrow?"

"Yes, no hurry."

……

Out of apology, Zong Yue insisted on pulling Li Qiao out for a big meal.

After the meal, Li Qiao returned to the research institute. Before entering the door, the mobile phone in her pocket rang.

It's an unfamiliar number.

She watched for a few seconds, and when she answered the answer, a familiar and unfamiliar voice came from inside, "Cub, where is it?"

Song Laoliu is a staid and unsmiling person.

Calling her a cub with a poker face all the year round.

Li Qiao stood in the lobby downstairs, looking down and smiling, "Have you arrived in Nanyang?"

"Just arrived, at Gate 6 of the airport, come and pick me up?"

As the Interpol, Song Laoliu speaks and acts with a firmness that cannot be denied.

Li Qiao glanced at the time on the watch, "Take a taxi by myself, Nanyang Research Institute."

Song Laoliu was silent for a second, "Oh, I see."