Chapter 240: Send the shooter, Shang Zonghai

Chapter 240 Sending a shooter, Shang Zonghai
After a while, Li Qiao thought, leaning back against Shang Yu's side, looking at him sideways, "Master Yan, does anyone in Parma know this kind of text now?"
"Yes." Shang Yu curled his eyebrows, his eyes skipped a bit of playfulness, "Want someone to translate?"
Li Qiao stared at him and paused for a few seconds before responding: "It is of course best to be able to translate, but the premise is...the translator must be trusted."
At this point in the conversation, Li Qiao keenly noticed that Shang Yu's eyes were getting more and more interested. She condensed her eyebrows and pulled his palms from the back of her neck, "What is your expression? I have a problem?"
The man raised his lips lazily, reached out his hand to pick up a cufflink, and when he handed it to Li Qiao, there was a hint of a smile in his thick magnetic tone, "No problem, your uncle Shang...you should believe it."
Li Qiao was startled for two seconds, then raised her eyebrows in surprise and surprise: "Uncle knows this kind of text?"
Know Shang Zonghai? What a coincidence!
At this time, Shang Yu smoothed the curled cuffs from his arms, and while beckoning Li Qiao to put on cufflinks for him, he explained in a deep voice, "Well, he used to study Shang's ancient medical books specially."
Li Qiao took the cufflinks and turned around. Yu Guang looked down and gave him a try, and said deeply, "Is it impolite to take the autobiography directly to my uncle and ask him to translate it?"
She thought to herself that people in Shang Zonghai's city were often vague in their positive conversations.
Really handing over the autobiography to him, Li Qiao felt...Even if it is translated, the authenticity still needs to be verified.
It's not that he doesn't believe in Shang Zonghai, it's that he doesn't know his city mansion.
Hearing this, Shang Yu looked down at the cufflinks on his shirt, his eyes raised slightly, "So?"
Li Qiao thought for a while, and said, "Are there anyone else besides uncle?"
"Can't believe him?" Shang Yu adjusted his shirt, his mouth curled slightly.
Li Qiao shook her head, glanced at him, shook her head, and said ambiguously: "That's not true. Uncle is so busy, I'm sorry to trouble you."
Shang Yu looked at her deeply, his thin lips slightly sideways, and his eyebrows curled, "This kind of trivial matter is not a trouble, I will solve it, eh?"
Seeing him saying so, Li Qiao did not refuse.
After a while, she put both cufflinks on Shang Yu's cuffs, took a closer look, and nodded with satisfaction, "Good-looking!"
The eternal black gold, especially when paired with a pure black shirt, more and more highlights the luxurious and cold temperament of a man.
"What's the plan for tomorrow weekend?" At this moment, Shang Yu gently rubbed the cufflinks and raised his eyelids and asked.
Li Qiao looked at the notes in the hand box and said quietly: "I will go to the Fujia Boxing Gym to see Jiugong in the morning, and I will go back to the laboratory in the afternoon. Recently, the project has gotten a little bit, so I will be busy.
To participate in Venus' auction tonight, she deliberately asked for leave.
I have to go back to deal with the backlog tomorrow.
When the words were over, Shang Yu raised the back of his hand and rubbed her cool cheek, "Then go to sleep, I will send you to the Fujia Boxing Gym tomorrow morning."
Li Qiao looked at him with her lips, blinked, and yawned accordingly, "Good night."
...
After Li Qiao went upstairs, Shang Yu sat alone in the living room, coldly looking at the autobiography in his hand box, his eyes gloomy.
Not long after, Liuyun appeared in the living room, standing in front of the man, and reported: "Boss, just got the news that Venus' account has already remitted the auction proceeds from "The Autobiography of the Stock God", the recipient's account... "
Liu Yun obviously hesitated for a few seconds before seeing Shang Yu cast his sight, and then said obscurely: "The other party's account didn't hide anything, it's... the owner of the house."
The current owner of the Shang family: Shang Zonghai.
Shang Yu's deep pupils shrank, and he narrowed his eyes for unknown reasons. His voice was extremely cold: "Sure?"
Liu Yun pursed his lips and nodded, "Very sure, I have confirmed with Venus using the supreme authority, that the autobiography of the photo shooter is the confidant of the Patriarch."
For a moment, silence spread in the living room.
Liu Yunzhu stayed on the spot, secretly looking at Shang Yu's expression, "Boss, there may be something hidden in this matter..."
His words were still on his lips, and the man had already frowned his thick eyebrows and raised his arms, "Go down."
"Yes."
Shang Yu picked up the cigarette case from the table, took out a cigarette, turned his eyes to look at the night outside the window, his expression is unpredictable.
...
The next day, before 8 o'clock in the morning, Li Qiao went downstairs to leave the mansion.
As soon as he walked to the hall, as soon as he looked up, he saw Shang Yu's tall and slender figure standing with his hands behind him under the front porch.
She was startled, and gradually walked to him and said hello, "Master Yan, are you going to go out?"
Shang Yu stared at Li Qiao, seeing her eyes reddening, as if she hadn't slept enough, he responded with a magnetic voice, "Well, isn't she going to the Fujia Boxing Gym?"
Li Qiao tilted her head and raised her eyebrows, "You send me?"
Usually she left the mansion, mostly Liuyun drove to escort.
what is it today? Suddenly want to see her in person.
Then, Li Qiao heard the man's low tone and smiled, "Apologize for the girlfriend."
Oh, the bidding for Venus.
After that, Shang Yu took her hand along the way, and the two of them stepped down the steps and walked towards the convoy ahead.
During the driving, Li Qiao was slightly sleepy in the back seat. As the car occasionally slowed down and turned, she leaned against Shang Yu's shoulder directly due to her inertia.
"Go to sleep, I'll call you when it's time." The man raised his arm around her head, put his arm around her slender shoulder, and squeezed the person into his arms.
Li Qiao buried him in his neck, and fell asleep in a short while with a peaceful ebony fragrance lingering around the tip of his nose.
At this moment, Shang Yu put his arm around Li Qiao with one hand, and leaned his head on the back of the chair. The phone call with his father in the early morning could not be echoed in his ears.
Shao ​​Yan, I know what you want to ask, but now I have no comment.
If you want to know the details, then find an opportunity to bring Li Qiao to Parma.
After two short sentences, Shang Zonghai ended the call.
He seemed to have anticipated everything, or... he planned everything for the camp step by step.
Shang Yu's deep gaze fixed on Li Qiao, and he tightened his arms silently.
...
At half past eight, Fujia Boxing Gym in the west of the city.
Li Qiao woke up early when the car slowed down.
She has never been to Fu Jia Boxing Gym, and her knowledge here is limited to Fu Luting's explanation.
It is said that after more than half a century of development, Fu Jiaquan Gym is regarded as the top three martial arts club in Nanyang martial arts world.
Before Li Qiao got out of the car, she turned around to look at Shang Yu, pursing the corners of her mouth, "If there is news from your uncle, remember to tell me."
Since Uncle Shang is proficient in the origin of Pama, Li Qiao stayed in the mansion with his autobiography.
Hopefully, don't let her down in the end.
Shang Yu suppressed his handsome face, leaned over and hooked Li Qiao's waist, and took a hard bite on her lips, "Well, go."
Li Qiao smiled, saying goodbye, leaning back and getting out of the car.
At this time, Shang Yu slowly closed his eyes, and whispered to Liuyun in the front row, "Keep a car and let Luoyu send her back to the laboratory."
(End of this chapter)