Outright Favoritism Chapter 564: : What kind of strange boss is this?

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Li Qiao and Mo Jue talked for about ten minutes, and when they walked out of the collection room again, they saw Li Yan's face staring blankly.

Because just now, he knew that the apartment in Yashuyuan was actually pretty.

This **** it means that his little attendant has stolen something on his sister, and he has just thrown himself into the net.

Natitian's painting...

Li Yan recovered and rushed in front of Li Qiao, "Baby, do you really have a picture of Titian?"

Li Qiao curled the corner of her mouth, Mo Jue was already holding the painting and sending it over, "Boss, painting!"

Li Yan's eyes flickered, grabbed the black cloth bag, and went to the side to take it apart to have a look, Mo Jue also followed him like a small tail.

At this time, the other four people all looked at Li Qiao, waiting for her to speak.

Li Qiao leaned against the showcase next to her with one hand, her eyelids drooped, and calmly said to Song Laoliu: "Don't think you can take it away."

Song Liao frowned instantaneously, his nose fluttered twice, turned around and looked at Su Moshi and the others, and said astonishingly, "Have you seen Mo Jue tonight?"

Xia Siyu was holding an inkstone in her hand, and when she heard the sound, she bowed her head and admired herself, "Who is Mojue?"

When I saw this, Shen Qingye directly opened the glass door of the showcase and took out a small pistol to play with, "Six sons, how can I not understand what you are saying?"

The most calm thing is that when Su Mo, he pinched his eyebrows and tilted his head out of the window, "Don't think I don't know, but I seem to see Mr. Shang's car."

How could Li Qiao not understand their intentions, she laughed and walked to the window, leaning forward to look downstairs.

The night is thick, the light rain has not stopped, and under the patter of rain, you can vaguely see a Rolls Royce parked under the street lamp.

Only one.

Because the distance is too far, it is difficult to see whether there is a logo mark on the car body.

Li Qiao pursed the corner of her mouth and retracted her gaze, silently, and raised her head again, "Sixth, no more principles?"

Song Liao’s honest expression has no fluctuations, like a very upright and serious person, but what he says is quite face-saving, "I only want it when I want it."

It's just Mo Jue, who didn't do anything to hurt the world and reason. It's the person next to Li Qiao.

Leaving him alone has nothing to do with principle, just not wanting to embarrass their cubs.

At this time, Li Qiao came to Song Liao, looked at his piercing eyes, and stood firm, "Take her away, you always have to explain to Interpol and the major museums."

"Baby..."

Li Qiao raised her palm and interrupted him, "Don't worry, I have my own arrangements. She made a mistake and has to bear some consequences."

Song Laoliu is stubborn and short-sighted. He has a stern face and a deep tone. "The things she has done can't even compare to one-thousandth of what we did at the border."

Li Qiao smiled casually, "That's different. Outside of the law, no one will care about us if we break through the sky. If you don't take her away today, there will be no guarantee that other Interpol will continue to follow Mo Jue in the future. Whereabouts. By then, it won’t be so easy to help her."

"This..." Song Liao hesitated, because what she said really made sense.

"You take her away first. For other things, when you return to Interpol, I will tell you what to do."

Song Laoliu hesitated and nodded in the end.

In this way, Mo Jue, an international repeat offender, completely disappeared from this legend from this day on.

Of course, at the moment when Mo Jue was taken away by Song Liao, she held Li Yan's arm and wept with tears.

After a while, he told the boss to eat well, and then with tears in his eyes, he asked the boss not to forget her, and even quietly told Li Yan that everything he liked was written in a notebook, and he must wait for her to come back.

Mo Jue knew he would come back, but Li Yan...don't know.

He still carried the posthumous work of Titian in his hand, and looked down at Mo Jue like an unwanted child, feeling very uncomfortable, even Titian's paintings were not fragrant anymore.

Li Yan's thin lips tightened, and he looked at Li Qiao imploringly, "Qiao Qiao, let me..."

Li Qiao gave him an indifferent look, cold and merciless.

Li Yan didn't dare to say any more. For the first time in her life, he raised his hand without hitting the back of Mojue's head, but put it on top of her head and rubbed it.

Then, in the most hoarse voice, he said the softest words, "Go in and reform, come out and be a new man. The boss is waiting for you."

Mo Jue looked up at him with tears and whirling eyes. He tightened his suit jacket with his fingers, and muttered with his face up: "Boss, it's a deal."

Five Borders: "..."

What kind of wonderful boss and wonderful follower is this?

Li Yan sighed heavily, turned his face away, waved his hand, "Let's go."

Mo Jue turned his head one step at a time, his face full of dismay, "Boss, wait for me, you must wait for me." When I come back, continue to steal things for you.

She didn't dare say these last words, for fear that her ancestors would teach her.

Not long after, Song Laoliu and a few others greeted them and left Yashu Garden with Mo Jue first.

It is strange that the perverse Mo Jue suddenly became very obedient. He didn't run away and didn't run away. He followed Song Liao bumpy.

Su Laosi also stepped forward and said to Li Qiao at the right time: "Then we will go back too, you should rest early, and we will talk about other things tomorrow."

"Hmm."

Su Moshi and others left Yashu Garden one after another. Li Qiao took out his mobile phone and took a look. It was already three o'clock in the middle of the night.

She raised her eyes and looked at her stunned second brother, "I will go home tomorrow. I have something to tell you."

Li Yan nodded while holding the picture frame, the smile on the corner of his mouth narrowed a lot, "Momota..."

Li Qiao answered the question, "There are still more than a dozen paintings in the collection room, so I can take what I like."

After that, she raised her foot and went out.

In the huge apartment building, only Li Yan stood there holding the painting and began to appreciate it carefully.

Titian, the representative writer of the Venetian School of Painting, is one of the most talented painters, and his little attendant is the most talented thief, not one of them.

He was clearly reminiscing about Titian's life, but Mo Jue came out of his mind.

……

Outside the Yashuyuan apartment building, Li Qiao stood under the rain corridor, looking at the dark sky and slowly extending her hand.

The rain stopped, and there was still a hint of coolness in the fresh air.

A short whistle sounded in the parking lot on the right.

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows and looked, under the dim street light, there was a person sitting in the cab of the Rolls-Royce.

The windshield in front of the car was covered with drops of water, and Yingyingzhuo's light leaked into the car, but she couldn't see the other person's face.

Li Qiao seemed to be dragged down the steps and approached the car step by step.

The windshield wiper was turned on, and the drops of water swept away. In the gradually clearer vision, Shang Yu sat in the cab, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and propped his forehead with the other, looking at her for a while.