Outright Favoritism Chapter 525: ：Superior IQ

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A few minutes later, Li Qiao's test paper was taken upstairs by her deputy and handed it to Feng Yi.

At this moment, he glanced at the monitor with great interest, but accidentally ran into Li Qiao's line of sight.

Knowing that she could not see herself, Feng Yi still inevitably raised her eyebrows.

In the picture, Li Qiaotuo is looking directly at the camera with no expression, but Feng Yi has the illusion that she knows that someone is watching her behind the surveillance.

He grabbed his attention, lowered his eyes to unfold the test paper, and read it from top to bottom.

After only half a minute, Feng Yi's handsome mixed-race face changed and changed like a horse lantern.

He pinched his eyebrows and returned the test paper to his deputy, "Look at it."

The deputy didn't understand, but he still took the test paper and compared it with the correct answer on the phone.

After a while, he raised his head in confusion, swallowed his throat, "President Feng, did you give her the answer in advance?"

Feng Yi didn't speak, but gave him a look of "you are talking in a dream" blankly.

The deputy lowered his head, and said: "If not, then her IQ... is too high." You are higher than Feng Zong!

In the last sentence, the deputy did not dare to say anything.

He is afraid of being deducted bonuses.

Feng Yi squinted his eyes and looked at the monitor again, the interest in his eyes became more intense.

As the president of the Round Table Club, he has seen countless high IQ members over the years.

It is true that very few people can answer all of the introductory test questions correctly, and it is not impossible, but Li Qiaosheng's answering time is too short, almost in a state of crushing IQ.

Shaoyan, this little girlfriend, is really not easy.

At the very least, IQ is superb.

……

After another twenty minutes, Zong Yue finally answered all the questions within the stipulated time.

When she got up and handed in the paper, she saw Li Qiao sitting near the window, looking at her smilingly.

Zong Yue hurriedly handed over the test papers to the staff, rolled his mouth outside the door, and motioned to Li Qiao.

After a while, the two of them walked out of the coffee shop one after another, Zong Yue smiled and stepped forward, "Qiaoqiao, why are you here too?"

Li Qiao leaned against the green painted wall with one hand in her pocket, "How did you answer the questions?"

Zong Yue hesitated, "Don't mention it. I was tired from shopping and wanted to buy a cup of coffee. As a result, I couldn't get out as soon as I got in. I had to ask me to finish the questions before leaving. It was a strong buy and sell." /

After speaking, her eyes turned sharply, "Qiao Qiao, the last question is C, right?"

Li Qiao looked down and smiled, "I chose B."

"Oh, I got it. My teacher said in school that I got a C if I didn't know it."

Li Qiao: "..."

Seeing that she was not speaking, Zong Yue pursed her mouth in embarrassment, "What is this exam for?

I think there are still a lot of black people in it. It seems that people of all nationalities are there. You can't buy coffee in the British Emperor and take the exam? "

Thinking about this, Zong Yue later realized that she had forgotten to buy coffee.

Li Qiao stood up straight against the wall with her shoulders, raised her chin on the other side of the road, and said as she walked, "Have you heard of the Round Table Club?"

Zong Yue followed her pace and took her arms very naturally, opening her mouth in surprise when she heard the sound, "Is it that...Mensa Club?"

"Yeah." Li Qiao nodded, "It should be."

Zong Yue took a breath, and the whole person was a little floating, "I actually participated in Mensa's introductory test? It's over, I definitely can't get in, I don't have enough IQ."

There is no need to be so arrogant.

Li Qiao took her to another coffee shop across the street.

Xu had just participated in an ingenious café answering session. When Zong Yue entered the door, he rolled his eyes and looked around.

I'm afraid that someone will pass her test papers to let her take the exam.

After buying coffee, Li Qiao was about to find a place to sit. Zong Yue turned to look out the window and exclaimed: "Uncle Shaoyan is here."

On the roadside outside, four black Bentleys steadily stopped in place.

In the door of the back seat, a man in black happened to step out across his legs.

They are very close, and Li Qiao can see at a glance that Shang Yu's stern outline reveals the seriousness that a stranger should not approach.

The man stood on the street, his dark and deep eyes falling on Li Qiao through the window without any partiality.

Zong Yue was holding a coffee cup, his eyes flew between the two for a few seconds, and he took a sip of coffee silently, shocked.

Uncle Shaoyan's expression looks...not so good.

Li Qiao and Shang Yu looked at each other for three seconds, and walked slowly outside the door while pulling their mouths.

Zong Yue hung behind her silently like a small tail.

Outside the store, the man is standing in place with his hands in his pockets, his slender figure is more colorful than the whole street.

His thin lips were almost pressed into a straight line, and watching Li Qiao's unhurried appearance, his Adam's apple rolled.

She came to the front, raised her head and bumped into the man's deep eyes, raised the coffee cup, and asked with an innocent expression: "Drink?"

Shang Yu looked at the cup in her hand and arrogantly remained silent for a few seconds. When Li Qiao was about to take it back, he raised his hand and took it, "Yeah."

Along with his movements, Li Qiao clearly caught the flickering helplessness in the man's eyes.

She knew he didn't seem to be happy, but what the reason was, she still didn't understand.

Simply just don't want her to come to the British Emperor?

Or... because she didn't say it in advance?

At this time, Shang Yu took the coffee cup with one hand, took the other hand out of the trouser pocket, and took her to the direction of the car door, "Get in the car."

Li Qiao didn't ask much, and bent over and got into the carriage.

Zong Yue took a small step forward. Before speaking, she heard her uncle Shaoyan say in a calm voice: "Go to the back."

She hummed twice, holding the cup and went to the second Bentley.

At this moment, Feng Yi appeared from the entrance of the opposite coffee shop. He was dressed in British style and walked across the streets of England, almost perfectly interpreting the word gentleman.

"You came pretty fast."

In the blink of an eye, Feng Yi came in front of Shang Yu, and his deep brown pupil glanced in the car window, "Don't introduce the introduction?"

The man leaned on the door of the car with one hand and squinted at him, bent over and entered the door, and threw a sentence, "Say it wherever you are."

Feng Yi crooked his lips and chuckled, and got into the third car very easily.

……

At five o'clock in the evening, the Royal Hotel.

A group of people sit in the luxurious European-style living room, Feng Yi and Shang Yu are lighting up cigarettes, and Li Qiao sits on a princess sofa, half leaning against the armrest, lazy and casual.

As for Zong Yue, he sits upright on the solo sofa, just like a meeting.

The man lit a cigarette, and a thin white mist overflowed from the corner of his lips, and his expression was a little darkened by the smoke.

Feng Yi blew out a cigarette and broke the silence, "Sister, have you participated in the club’s entry test before?"

Li Qiao raised her eyelids and looked at him, curled her lips and shook her head, "No."