Outright Favoritism Chapter 922: : She is a tool man
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Soon, the car drove out of the mansion smoothly.
Luo Yu occasionally glanced at Li Qiao distractedly, trying to say something, but he wanted to say nothing.
Li Qiao closed her eyes and leaned on the back of the chair. She noticed that the car body was shaking slightly, and she whispered: "Is there something to say?"
Luo Yu looked directly at the road ahead, squeezed the steering wheel, "Today is Christmas Eve, don't you plan to spend time with the boss?"
After a long silence, Li Qiao opened her eyes, "It's not night yet?"
Luo Yu was dumb for a moment, and it made sense.
At this moment, Li Qiao lazily tilted her head and looked out the window, "Shen Qingye went out?"
"Well, I left at noon, saying that I would take the egret back to find Yunli."
Li Qiao lowered his eyes, "Go to the fund company."
……
Half an hour later, Silotto looked at Li Qiao and turned around with the pen in his hand, "My boy, have you not slept well recently?"
Li Qiao sat opposite her, tapping on the handrail with her fingertips, "During the period from New Year's Day to the New Year, all investment projects of the fund company will be suspended."
"Huh?" Silo raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Pause? So suddenly?"
Li Qiao drooped his eyes and continued to ask: "How much cash flow is in the company account?"
"More than ten billion, very sufficient." Xi Luo sat up with a serious expression, "Some investment projects have passed the demonstration stage, and it is almost time to draw up contracts. Now they are stopped. Good projects are easy. Lost, and..."
"I will bear the loss. Don't start any investment projects in the past two months."
Si Luo had a lot of doubts, but she also saw Li Qiao's unquestionable attitude. She twitched her lips and readily agreed, "Anyway, you are the big boss, listen to you. I will have a meeting with the sales department tomorrow. "
Li Qiao responded and moistened her throat with a cup of water, "Do me a favor."
Siluo was even more surprised, "What are you busy?"
She had never seen Li Qiao's solemn tone let her help.
"Do not leave Nanyang until I come back."
Siluo was startled, "This is it?"
Li Qiao picked up the phone, then turned on the cloud video surveillance, and authorized the authority of the hierarchical administrator to Xi Luo, "Monitoring the Li family villa, guard them for me."
Silo licked her lower lip, looked at the prompt on the phone, and squinted her eyes, "Are you worried that someone will attack them?"
"Be prepared for nothing." Li Qiao explained tepidly, "My person is not suitable for protection, and it is easy to attract attention."
Siluo nodded, "No problem, you go with peace of mind, Nanyang I will guard."
Li Qiao stood up after thanking her, and Xi Luo looked at her cold and cold back, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Does this...do you know about this?"
"You want to say, I won't stop."
Li Qiao pulled the doorknob and looked back at him.
Seeing this, Silo leaned back in the chair, smiling slyly, "What is the need to tell him about such a small matter? I'm just curious, why don't you let him send someone to protect Li's family? He is the overlord of Nanyang. "
"His people are of other use." Li Qiao looked down at his toes, and patiently explained: "And... the subordinates who can kill, he will take them away."
Siluo: "???"
She reacted for three seconds before recollecting it.
Dare to love that she is just a tool to fight and kill, right?
Without waiting for Xi Luo to reply, Li Qiao urged, "There may not be anyone who would dare to touch my parents. If they do, don't stay alive."
Silo smiled meaningfully, "Murder is illegal, don't you know?"
Li Qiao raised her eyelids, staring at her sly eyes, "Others break the law, you won't."
Siluo smiled slightly, touched her eyebrows, and covered the subtle gloom of her eyes, "You...know?"
"Slightly heard."
Li Qiao is gone, but Shi Luo's mood can't be calm for a long time.
She actually knows another identity she hides?
Is this kid a human or a ghost?
……
At the same time, the Yanhuang headquarters next door.
Shang Yu stands slenderly from the back in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows around the scenery, and his excellent vision allows him to clearly see the opposite building.
The place where the man’s sight stays is the Liye Building where the fund company is located.
In a short while, Liuyun knocked on the door and walked over, "Boss, all departments at home and abroad are ready, and the video conference can start immediately."
Shang Yu took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and looked at it. The screen was very clean, and there was no message prompt. He only lay quietly with a picture of Li Qiao.
It was a single photo of her, which was captured by Liuyun on the steps of Shuhefeng.
The girl stood on the steps and looked back faintly, behind which was a wooden plank road, and the maple leaves on both sides were differently red.
Shang Yu rubbed the screen, turned back to the table and picked up the cigarette case, and said in a low voice, "Delay for half an hour."
Liu Yun nodded, and did what he said when he went out.
He didn't dare to ask more, for fear of not paying attention that his next life bonus would be gone.
Recently, the boss's state seems to have returned to the past, cold, dark, indifferent, and awkward.
That was the normal state of Nanyang Shang Shaoyan when he didn't meet his wife.
He put away all his gentleness, and wrapped himself in wildness again, making it impossible to examine his true emotions.
Although the meeting was postponed for half an hour, nothing happened.
As five o'clock is approaching, the man puts down the phone and heads to the conference room with deep eyebrows.
During the meeting, Liuyun quietly sent WeChat under the table.
In less than half a minute, Luo Yu returned a message: Madam did not say to go to the headquarters. [Tan Shou]
Liu Yun secretly looked at Shang Yu, then lowered his head to poke the screen again: Can't you think of a way?
Luoyu: Come here.
Flowing Cloud:...
He is helpless.
Just before the start of the meeting, the boss pointedly reminded him that if Li Qiao came over, he would be notified in time.
Liuyun suddenly realized it, no wonder it was delayed for half an hour because it turned out to be waiting for his wife.
It's a pity...
Liu Yun looked at Luo Yu's reply and sighed and shook his head. The boss might be disappointed.
Madam didn't even plan to come over.
The international video conference today will take at least three hours.
On Christmas Eve, I can only work overtime.
……
At eight o'clock in the evening, Shang Yu ended the meeting and returned to the office to pick up the phone to unlock the screen.
There are several WeChat messages lying in it. He pursed his lips and opened the chat box. Most of them were sent by Zong Zhan, He Chen and others, but the WeChat chat on the top was still quiet.
Shang Yu lit a cigarette, darkened his eyes, and covered in layers of dim light.
He refrained from looking for her, just didn't want her to feel tired and restrained.
Even if Li Qiao never said it, he still saw her burnout and helplessness that night at the casino.
He Chen said: Li Qiao now is a canary with its wings broken.
She gave up scientific research, gave up work, and let go of all prospects and possibilities, just to pave Shaoyan a broad road without extremes and anxiety...
Shang Yu heard these words by accident.
At that moment, he was short of breath, too many emotions mixed in, obscure and unspeakable.