Outright Favoritism Chapter 941: : The only privileged car

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Li Qiao tilted her body and leaned on Shang Yu's shoulder. She repeated, "Go ahead."

Liuyun looked into the rearview mirror hesitantly, as if asking for the man's opinion.

The co-pilot's rain stretched his legs and urged impatiently, "You are driving."

Liu Yun slammed the accelerator, and the car speeded up to the main road.

After half a minute, the vehicle was intercepted by a roadblock.

Liu Yun didn't dare to turn his head, so he could only turn his head to look at Luo Yu, with a slightly provocative expression in his eyes, as if he was saying, "Why don't you open it?"

At this moment, Shang Yu closed his cuffs and looked at Li Qiao for a while, joking in a deep voice, "Come through?"

Li Qiao twitched his lips, and just reached out to lower the window, a black bulletproof car drove up quickly from far and near behind.

The bulletproof car stopped abruptly in front, and a short horn sounded. The police officers responsible for the road closure rushed from the side of the road and moved away the roadblock without saying a word.

As the three cars passed by one after another, the police officer clenched his right hand to his chest and bent over to salute the country.

With the bulletproof car in front of the road, all the roads that are blocked will be unimpeded.

Liuyun secretly looked at the rear-view mirror, wondering but didn't dare to ask more.

Honor Tan Sri's status in Burma is so high?

It is not subject to road closures, and even allows police officers to salute each other. Isn’t this treatment comparable to the royal family? !

Moreover, the bulletproof car is obviously a symbol of status, the license plate number: K312.

……

On the other side, leaving Li Qiao and Shang Yu away, Su Moshi dragged Wu Minmin back to the living room, "Are you brave enough?"

"What courage?" Wu Minmin thought he was talking about a bulletproof car, and retorted with his neck, "That car is really pretty. I asked Ada to send it back to her to make it easy for her to travel here." /

She paused, and added with her lips, "The only privileged car in Myanmar, so you don't need it for nothing."

Su Moshi shook his head and rubbed Wu Minmin's head, with a helpless expression, "I'm talking about Master Yan."

Wu Minmin frowned suspiciously, "What happened to him?"

Su Moshi said: "You are the first person to see him directly called brother-in-law."

"Can't you call me?" Wu Minmin asked back. He seemed to think of something in the next second and kicked the leg of the coffee table. "Do you want me to call him brother-in-law? Don't even think about it, I'm my sister."

Su Moshi sighed, explained a few words softly, and finally, patiently told, "Next time you see him, remember to be polite."

At the end of the word, Wu Minmin pouted and looked indifferent, "If it weren't for Qiaoqiao, what does he have to do with me as the world overlord? Besides, Qiaoqiao selected man, if his mind is so narrow-minded. , I suggest her divorce."

Su Moshi: "..."

Said loneliness.

Wu Minmin touched her stomach and squinted at Su Mo, "Well, if you don’t bark, you won’t bark. Anyway, it’s the pretty husband, who is not mine. In addition to being a little better-looking than you, he is taller than you. It’s nothing special at all."

Su Moshi stood up and patted her on the head with a smile, "You will sleep by yourself tomorrow night."

Wu Minmin has a hairy hair, and she followed him with her pregnant belly and muttered: "You are stingy, I am not wrong, he is at least one eighty-eight, and you are only one eighty-three..."

……

The time was hurried, and another day passed.

Three days before Su Moshi and Wu Minmin’s New Year’s Day wedding, more and more private jets landed at Myanmar’s domestic and international airports.

At noon that day, a large private airliner with the Zellman logo arrived as scheduled.

Martial law is imposed on all sides of the airport, including other flights at the same time.

The guard of honor and the deputy commander of the military lined up to greet them, and the scene was very magnificent.

The gangway was covered with a red carpet, and as the cabin door opened, Xiao Yehui stepped out of the cabin first in a suit and leather shoes.

This kind of welcoming ceremony is comparable to an interview with important leaders.

At this time, Xiao Yehui was following a blond woman with blue eyes. The two had no communication during the whole process, and they were in a very alienated state.

The deputy commander came hurriedly, stood in front of Xiao Yehui, shook hands and greeted, "The Duke, Princess Margaret, come from afar, welcome."

Xiao Yehui's mouth has a polite smile, "You have Deputy Commander Lao."

"The hotel has been arranged, the Duke, please get in the car."

Xiao Yehui glanced at Marguerite, then looked at her, and the two of them walked towards the team first.

The deputy commander was only ordered to greet him, and he did not know exactly how many relatives the Childman family had this time.

Several people got into the car one by one. Before the deputy commander spoke, a few people walked out from the far door slowly.

The old man in the middle is holding a cane, a middle-aged woman is holding his arm, and the two of them are also accompanied by a few.

"Duke, who are..."

Xiao Yehui lowered his head to adjust the white glove on his left hand, and said faintly, "Don't worry, let's go."

The deputy commander's eyes flickered slightly, and he gave the driver a look, and the convoy and the military vehicles of the military drove out of the apron.

In a short while, several black commercial vehicles drove slowly, and when everyone got on the car, they headed straight for the residence of the highest commander Bo Mingyin.

In the carriage, Xiao Hongdao knocked on his knees, peering at the scenery outside the window, and said with emotion: "In so many years, Naybi has really changed a lot."

Ming Dailan curled her mouth next to him, "Why don't I remember that you were in Naybi?"

"For many years, at that moment..." Xiao Hongdao's voice was low and ridiculed, "You should be still in Parma, forced to marry by Shang Zonghai."

Ming Dailan breathed, tilted her head and looked out the window.

She didn't speak, just kept swallowing her throat, her mood fluctuated slightly.

The co-pilot's Yin Zhihong answered at the right time, "I remember that Bo Mingyin got the order from his husband to become the current supreme commander. My husband was in Burma, and he must have been a man calling for rain."

"It's not as good as before." Xiao Hongdao rubbed his knees and slowly stretched his eyebrows, "Old Yin, during this time, you should keep an eye on Xiaoyan and don't let him do anything out of the ordinary."

Yin Zhihong responded, Ming Dailan had already returned to her dignified posture, and looked back and asked: "What happened to Xiaoyan?"

Xiao Hongdao leaned on the back of his chair, closed his eyes and slumbered, waved his hand, "Your good son, you still don’t know. People."

Ming Dailan stared at the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, and the vicissitudes of life were covered with old-fashioned cheeks, she could not find the vigor of the year.

She lowered her eyes, mocking herself hidden under her eyes.

Life is really a wrong step, wrong step.

……

In the other courtyard, Shang Zonghai got the news the first time Xiao Hongdao arrived in Myanmar.

He flipped through the medical book in his hand and said without looking up: "Go tell the girl and Shaoyan, and let them be more careful."

Wei Ang bowed his head, "Patriarch, do you want to send someone..."

Shang Zonghai raised his hand and interrupted him, "Don't make a fuss, Xiao Hongdao dare not mess around in Myanmar."