Outright Favoritism Chapter 865: : You don’t look at how shabby your home is.

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Ming Dailan frowned slightly, the other party's tone seemed rude.

Yin Mo looked at her, then glanced at her phone, "We are very sincere..."

"Toot--"

Hang up the phone directly.

Ming Dailan did not expect the exhibitor to be so simple, he closed his eyes with his forehead, "If this is done well, no matter what, this painting must be bought."

Any works in the exhibition can be bought and sold privately. Mingdailan has seen the list of exhibits this time. Some works were sent to the exhibition by individual collectors, including this painting by King III.

Besides, she has promised Mrs. Andrew that no matter how difficult it is, she is determined to win.

……

At the same time, Li Qiao and Bai Yan walked out of the monitoring room of the trading center.

Bai Yan stood on the steps and lit a cigarette, squinting a few mouthfuls, "Do you know the organizer of the exhibition?"

"My second brother knows." Li Qiao sorted the mask on her face, her eyebrows drooping, and her tone of voice casual.

Bai Yan didn't ask much, playing with her mobile phone, smiling contemptuously, "How much are you going to sell the painting Ming Dailan asked for?"

Li Qiao raised her eyes slightly, "I never said I would sell her."

"Then this phone..."

Bai Yan raised his eyebrows, his face a little more playful.

The person who spoke with Yin Mo just now is him.

Li Qiao casually glanced at the vendors selling stones on the side of the road, turned around and said indifferently: "Go back."

Bai Yan was dangling a cigarette and poked his mouth behind her without a smile.

It's kind of mysterious.

A five-minute walk from the hotel and the trading center, Li Qiao walked slowly, wearing a black sweater with her hands in her pockets.

Passing through the parking lot, she noticed the black business car again.

After a pause, his eyes narrowed slightly.

If she read correctly, the door to the cab had been opened just now, and she took a long leg.

But the other party seemed to see her through the filmed car window, and hurriedly retracted her leg and got into the car.

Li Qiao bends her lips, just about to take a closer look, but a figure blocks her sight.

Bai Yan followed her gaze, looked back and asked: "Like that car?"

Li Qiao faced her eyes calmly, and for a moment, her lips raised an intriguing arc, and she said nothing, and walked towards the front entrance of the hotel unhurriedly.

……

In a blink of an eye, time came to the evening.

Ming Dailan also got the news brought back by Yin Mo, and the exhibitor once again refused to buy the painting request.

"You can't do such a small thing?" Ming Dailan looked at Yin Mo dissatisfiedly, her face full of disappointment.

Yin Mo lowered his head faintly, "I already said that the price can be negotiated, but they..."

Ming Dailan interrupted her impatiently, "Okay, I don't want to listen to these nonsense, give me the call to the exhibitor."

Yin Mo obeyed, Ming Dailan waved her to leave, and dialed directly with her mobile phone.

At the same time, Mrs. Andrew, who lives upstairs, is also going downstairs to find Ming Dailan.

One afternoon has passed, and she wants to know how the painting is going.

Mrs. Andrew was finishing the skirt of the suit as she walked, and when she looked up, a person came to meet her.

The other party was a little familiar, she looked at it for a few times before she suddenly widened her eyes, "Are you... Mrs. Lawrence, Archbishop?"

On the day of the Fireworks Festival, the Marquis of Lawrence was the archbishop of the British Empire, and no one knew it in the upper class.

Li Qiao walked slowly, nodding faintly, "Hello."

Mrs. Andrew's eyebrows brightened, and she spoke a few words enthusiastically.

After a brief greeting, Li Qiao looked behind her and spoke meaningfully, "I heard that Mrs. Andrew has always been thrifty. I saw it today and it is true."

Mrs. Andrew was puzzled, but she borrowed the donkey, "Just laughed, as a member of the councillor's family, we must always develop good habits."

Li Qiao looked directly at her eyebrows and reminded her kindly: "Diancheng's public security is not as good as that of the British Empire, and the hotel's security measures are also very general. It is better to bring a few more bodyguards when you travel here."

Now, Andrew has a good time.

She did not bring bodyguards when she went out, because Ming Dailan said that she would take the Cavaliers of the Duke's Mansion to protect their safety.

Mrs. Andrew looked back subconsciously, and she found that her door was empty.

Ming Dailan didn't send bodyguards to protect her?

If Andrew's rivals learn about her purpose of coming to Diancheng, not only will there be extra problems, but her safety will also be unprotected.

Sometimes, the friendship between women is so fragile.

The slightest flaw can be useless.

Mrs. Andrew smiled stiffly, showing a little more affection for Li Qiao, "Thank you for reminding."

Li Qiao nodded, preparing to leave.

But Mrs. Andrew obviously didn't want to let go of such a good chance to make friends. No matter how noble the Duke Childman was, it was not as useful as the position of the Archbishop of the Upper House.

If he can get the full support of the archbishop, Andrew will have a better chance of winning the election.

In this way, Li Qiao heard Mrs. Andrew's invitation and cast her eyes down to cover the deep meaning of her eyes. After agreeing, she left the hotel with her.

……

At nine o'clock in the evening, Li Qiao personally drove back with Mrs. Andrew.

Before Mrs. Andrew got out of the car, she bends over to say goodbye to her very politely, with rare respect and joy in her eyes.

Li Qiao held the steering wheel with one hand, watching her back, her eyes full of meaning.

Not long after, she went back to the hotel, after thinking about it, she was going to find Bai Yan.

However, as soon as Li Qiao walked out of the elevator, the moment she raised her eyes, a black figure disappeared at the door of the suite at the end of the corridor.

Li Qiao just gave a quick glance, but the other party's dark costume reminded her of Shang Yu and the commercial car.

She walked to Bai Yan's room without a color, her eyes were very playful.

In the room, Bai Yan had just finished taking a shower, his hair was dripping, and he was wearing a full sleep and sitting on the balcony smoking a cigarette.

Li Qiao walked to the balcony chair to sit down and poured a cup of tea. "Tomorrow she will go to the airport and send someone to send Landis there."

Bai Yan wiped the drops of water on his forehead, "She is leaving?"

"It's not her." Li Qiao looked at Yunshan in the distance and licked the corner of her mouth, "Let Landis meet her first."

Bai Yan raised his eyebrows, "Okay, what else can I order?"

"Nothing, good night."

Li Qiao got up and wanted to leave after speaking. Bai Yan pursed her lips and greeted her: "Wait, you went out with Mrs. Andrew this afternoon?"

"Well, what?"

"Can't you be curious?" Bai Yan twitched his lips. "You took a lot of trouble to attract her to Diancheng just to make her unable to buy a painting?"

Li Qiao glanced back at him, and then raised her foot again, "I'm not that boring."

Bai Yan immediately stretched his neck and asked, "Then you can listen to it?"

"Think about it myself."

Li Qiao quietly dropped the three words, leaving only Bai Yan's indifferent and ruthless back.

Bai Yan licked his posterior molars and shook his head and laughed. Then he turned his head to look at the unmanned balcony next door, and said loudly: "My mascot is too smart, it's rare in the world."

Three seconds later, a frivolous laughter voice was blown by the night wind, "Don't look at how shabby your house is."