Chapter 10: This fruit is expensive, right

Chapter 10, this fruit is quite expensive, right?
Li Qiao took a bite of the toast and replied faintly: "Tomorrow."
Li Yan nodded vigorously, with a vicious tone: "Shanglu of Gori, wait for the eldest brother and the mistress to come back and see how we clean him up."
...
After eating breakfast, Li Qiao returned to the room and picked up the phone to find that it was turned off last night and forgot to turn it on.
When the screen turned on, Li Qiao felt the phone exploded.
The twenty-odd WeChat messages were all sent by Tang Yiting.
Tang Xiaoting: I made the wrong call? [doubt]
Tang Xiaoting: Impossible! I recite your number backwards!
Tang Jiaxiaoting: Li Xiaoqiao, you are inhumane. The security guard said that you left with a very powerful man.
Tang Xiaoting: Am I still the one you love most?
Tang Xiaoting: Why don't you speak...
Tang Xiaoting: [Heart-stuffed.jpg] You turned off the computer, my heart hurts, and I feel suffocated.
After reading all the news, Li Qiao's mouth twitched twice.
She could almost make up for the scene of Tang Yiting standing at the door of the financial room, sending her an angry message.
Li Qiao knew that he was wrong, and poked the screen to reply with a few words: There is indeed something wrong.
Then, she logged on Chanel's official website again and found the latest handbags on sale. After the screenshots, she sent them to Tang Yiting, with a note: I will send you to you tomorrow.
Tang Jiaxiaoting replied in seconds: Thank you boss, boss, you continue to be busy. [Expected rubbing hands.jpg]
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In the afternoon, Li Qiao returned to the entertainment city to pick up the car and went to the Chanel counter.
Throwing the gift box into the trunk, she sat in the cab, tapping the steering wheel with her fingertips, thinking for herself.
After a long while, Li Qiao started the engine and drove directly to the Jiangjing Haoting Apartment.
This is the residence of her cousin Li Shaoquan.
As the car drew near the intersection, Li Qiao caught a glimpse of a fruit stall on the side of the road. She stopped the car and bought a bunch of bananas.
You can't visit my cousin empty-handed.
The apartment is designed with a double floor. Li Qiao carried a banana and pressed his fingerprint on the fingerprint code lock.
The moment the door opened, a pungent smoke rushed from the room.
Li Qiao opened the door as usual, and walked straight and slender legs straight to the second-story study.
At this time, Li Shaoquan was sitting in front of the computer typing codes, dark circles under his eyes were thick, and his hair was half long and not long. It seemed that he hadn't been trimmed for a while.
Obviously he is a pure and noble son, but he has turned himself into a sloppy technical house.
Li Shaoquan is the only son of Li Qiao's second uncle's family. He was born a wealthy man, but he was still out of business at the age of twenty-six.
The ultimate dream in life is to become the godfather of the Red Guest Alliance, or the hacker's father for short.
Hongke is just a code name. There was once a cross-sea war of hackers in Nanyang. Later, many young people spontaneously formed the Hongke Alliance and killed this group of illegal hackers who tried to shake the local economy.
That year, Li Shaoquan was eighteen years old. Since then, he has been obsessed with joining the incarnation organization of justice-the Red Guest Alliance.
Li Qiao squinted and walked to the computer desk and placed the three bananas in front of Li Shaoquan. The smell of smoke in the air was so great that she frowned in disgust, turned her head and looked at the French window, which was actually open. .
Look at the pile of cigarette butts in the ashtray again, why didn't he smoke him?
At this time, Li Shaoquan bit his cigarette holder and raised his head, rubbed his eyes, and muttered vaguely: "This fruit... is quite expensive!"
Three bananas, so big.
Li Qiao leaned against the computer desk, looked around the yellow wallpaper, and lazily retracted her gaze, "Limited courtesy and sentimental, help me check the person."
Li Shaoquan paused with his fingers on the keyboard, pinched the cigarette holder and blew out a puff of cigarette, picked up the banana and shook it: "My future hongke godfather is worth three bananas?"
(End of this chapter)