Outright Favoritism Chapter 588: : Ye Ye?

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Sang Yiyi reluctantly left the border factory with his bodyguard.

Even if he was far away from the factory, he kept looking back in the back seat.

Sister Qiao actually returned to the border after a three-year absence. The forces from all sides are expected to cause an uproar.

……

Ten minutes later, the atmosphere in the conference room was slightly stagnant.

Li San sat on the head, Nan Yu sat on his left hand side, and the two of them paid attention to Li Qiao in unison.

Achang is very calm, standing at the door as a tool man.

Liu Yu stands with his hands on his back, looking forward, his expression is indifferent, but his eyes are floating.

"Qiaoqiao, when did you meet Sang Yi?"

That's not a soft-hearted master, who is most used to give you a knife between talking and laughing.

An expert with a knife behind his back.

Li Qiao leaned on the chair and thought about it thoughtfully, "Five years ago."

Li San's serious expression gradually showed signs of cracking.

Five years ago, wasn't that the time when Sang Yi first came to talk about co-purchasing parts?

He wanted to ask a few more questions, but Li Qiao didn't give him this opportunity and bluntly asked him to draw up a contract and agreement as soon as possible.

Li San frowned and glanced at Nan Yu on his side. Both of them shared the same concerns. "This Sang Yiwei is a figure, are you sure he won't turn back?"

"No." The words Li Qiao made loudly.

"Okay, I'll let someone out of the contract as soon as possible."

……

Time is rushing, and the next day in a blink of an eye.

Nan Yu unexpectedly received an email to discuss cooperation.

The content of the email is very formal, I want to reach a long-term cooperation with the border factory, and clearly stated that the price is not a problem.

Attribution: MrWei

When Nan Yu informed Li San of the content of the email, he thought for a while, "Have you checked the details of the other party?"

"The mail uses anti-tracking encryption, our information network has not been able to find his email address."

Li San lighted a cigarette and looked at Nan Yu's cheek, "What company are they?"

"It is also a similar military factory, saying that they want to work together to create new accessories. If we are willing to cooperate, their boss will come to negotiate in person."

Things are a bit abnormal, but wealth and wealth are in danger.

Li San licked the corner of his mouth and made a final word, "Appointment to see you, set a good time to notify you, by the way, let Amu and the others secretly prepare."

There have also been cases before the partner came to the door, but in the end there was a fight.

It's an eventful time now, and he has to guard against it.

……

While Nan Yu and Li San were rushing about the factory, Li Qiao drove to the border city of Fei by one hour late at night.

At three o'clock in the night, it was still the food court and fried rice stall. Wearing a black fisherman hat and mask, she squinted at the man beside her, tapping the tabletop rhythmically with her fingers.

"You can count it."

Li Qiao pressed down the brim of her hat, spread her hand, "Give me something."

The other party is the Yan League boss who sells fried rice, Bai Yan.

Hearing the sound, Bai Yan raised his head and poured a few sips of beer. The liquor dripped down his chin onto the black vest on his chest. Then he put down the bottle and opened his mouth and asked, "How old am I?"

Li Qiao replied very annoyingly, "Less than forty."

Bai Yan: "..."

He grinds his teeth, every word, "I am twenty-nine this year."

"That's indeed less than forty." Li Qiao raised her eyebrows, especially confident.

Bai Yan held his breath in his chest, unable to go up and down.

For a long time, he wiped his face, digesting the urge to beat her on his own.

After a long while, Bai Yan got up and walked near the fried rice stall, rummaged in the cabinet for a long time, and finally took out a golden document and a palm-sized box, returned to the table, and threw it to Li Qiao, "Don’t get the medal. I lost it."

Li Qiao opened it and looked, her red lips under the mask raised a faint smile.

She closed the box and got up and left with the documents. Before Bai Yan could ask to stay, she paused, "Give me a copy of Yanmeng's industry catalog."

Bai Yan was surprised and exclaimed, "I heard M say, are you planning to enter the financial field?"

"I have this idea." Li Qiao rubbed the small box, her eyes dark as ink, "Yanmeng has been developing too late in recent years. Give me the industry catalog and don't care about the others."

Bai Yan chuckled softly, "Okay, then do I need to call everyone back, and you guys meet?"

"No." Li Qiao stared at a place, curling her lips and said: "Yan League only knows me and Shi Luo, and I don't see the others."

Bai Yan pouted and muttered something, but Li Qiao couldn't hear it clearly.

The two chatted briefly, and Li Qiao took the things and left Feicheng.

Bai Yan looked at the taillights of the black off-road vehicle, and narrowed her eyes thoughtfully. The kid suddenly wanted the title of the British Emperor and the industry catalog of the Yan League. What did she want to do?

……

At six in the morning, Li Qiao returned to the border factory.

She stayed up all night, walked into the dormitory sleepily, and fell asleep.

As it approaches noon, the atmosphere in the factory becomes extremely tense and serious.

Duo Li San's men are patrolling the surroundings, always paying attention to the movement of the gate.

At 12:10 noon, three black commercial vehicles came to the front of the factory.

At this time, Li Qiao is still sleeping.

Today, Mr. Wei, who took the initiative to talk about cooperation, came in person.

In the reception hall, Li San and his ten men were standing in front of each other, while Nan Yu was standing outside the door waiting.

The source of the other party is unknown, and the timing of the cooperation is so weird. In fact, no one believes in the good things of pie in the sky.

If the visitors are not kind, they won't even want to leave the factory today.

Not long after, three cars stopped in front of the reception hall under the guidance of the bodyguard at the intersection.

With a polite smile on Nan Yu's face, he looked at the gradually opening automatic door. When he greeted him forward, he saw a twenty-seven-year-old man bowing out from inside.

She called out tentatively, "Mr. Wei?"

The other side stood sideways at the door, nodded and smiled at her, "Hello, Miss Nan."

Nan Yu suddenly became alert: "??"

She hasn't reported her family, this person knows what her name is, and it seems that she has done her homework.

Nan Yu pressed his vigilant mind and prepared to shake hands with each other, but Mr. Ke Wei bowed slightly in the carriage and said bluntly: "Hall Master, here."

The hall master?

Nan Yu moved a little, tilted his head and glanced into the carriage.

I saw a tall and tall black figure walking down with his head half hung down. He stood still and looked up. That handsome and familiar face made three super big question marks pop up on Nan Yu's head.

It wasn't until the person came before that Nan Yu found his voice and mechanically shouted: "Yan, Lord?"

Why does Yan Ye appear here?

Isn't Mr. Wei talking about cooperation?

What is this operation? Qiaoqiao knows?

At this time, Shang Yu looked at Nan Yu with a cold face, his thin lips slightly hooked, handsome and confusing.

As for Mr. Wei, he is the person in charge of the Pama Armory Factory, Ertang Weilang.