Chapter 466: Stock God Account

Chapter 466 Stock God Account
The marriage of Li Qiao and Shang Yu was thus settled in Shang Zonghai's calm tone.
It went so well, which also gave Li Qiao a strange idea. It seemed that Shang Zonghai would be happy to see it no matter which son she was engaged to.
Even if she had retired from Shang Lu a few months ago, it seemed to him that it was innocent.
After the meal, Shang Zonghai and the Li family were still chatting in the rest area. Li Qiao quietly walked out of the Lanting Hall and unknowingly came to the bi-colored garden in the backyard.
She was standing in a green garden in a red dress, staring at a banana tree in a daze.
There were footsteps approaching behind him, Li Qiao didn't look back, and in a blink of an eye, a warmth was attached to her back.
She stood still, but leaned back against the man's arms.
"Why did you run out alone?" Shang Yu's low mellow voice seemed to add a touch of coolness to Midsummer. He looked down at Li Qiao's faint expression and couldn't figure out what she was thinking.
Li Qiao sighed silently, resting his shoulder on the back of his head, holding the banana leaf with his fingers, "Just walk around and think about something by the way."
She actually felt like she was being manipulated.
From the time she and Shang Yu went public until now, whether it is the attitude of parents or Shang Zonghai, everything seems to be taken for granted.
Is it just because this person is Shang Yu?
"What do you want?" The man had already taken off his suit at this time, only wearing a simple black shirt, with a slightly open neckline, and his straight body almost encircled her in his arms.
Li Qiao felt the heat of being close to each other, shook her head, and swallowed the words that lingered on her lips, "Nothing, just think."
...
At 2:30, the luncheon ended, and the two sides set off on their return journeys.
In the Rouss motorcade, Shang Zonghai's elite eyes turned to the side and fell on Shang Yu's body, "Did she tell you anything about your marriage with the girl?"
The man leaned his legs on the backrest, slowly opened his eyes, and whispered back: "No."
"Yeah." Shang Zonghai groaned for a few seconds, and then instructed meaningfully: "Since she didn't say anything, don't mention it for now. Now is not a good time for you to get married."
Shang Yu squinted his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows, his thin lips curled up like a smile.
Shang Zonghai glanced at him obliquely, and took off the Buddhist beads from his wrists and fiddled with it twice, "I was talking to the girl. The marriage is fixed. If I say that you will not get married now, she will think more about it.
Marriage is a matter for the two of you. As long as you don't mention it for a while, the child will not rush you. "
"Reason?" The man's deep eyes are like a dark sea, seemingly without waves, but the bottom of his eyes is rough.
Shang Zonghai twisted the beads in silence for a few seconds. He didn't answer bluntly. He just said something plausible, "In short, as long as you two get together well, you don't need to rush to get married for a while."
Shang Yu looked at him with a deep gaze, turned his head to look out of the window, curling his lips meaninglessly, "Really? What's the matter with the second elder of the Li family? What did you say that made them laugh so cautiously?"
Hearing the sound, Shang Zonghai looked straight ahead, "Have you seen it?"
The man raised his hand and pulled off the collar, his eyes still falling out of the window, his tone was low, "Don't you have anything to say?"
Shang Zonghai didn't make a sound for a long time, until the car drove into the Nanyang mountain boundary, he said quietly: "When I say it, I will naturally tell you. For now, you only need to protect my little girl."
Shang Yu slowly looked back and stared at him. The eyes of the father and son met, one cold and deep, the other shrewd.
Shang Zonghai took off his glasses, leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, "Stop talking about this. You tell me first, I heard that the woman came to Nanyang some time ago. What did she do this time?"
...
Li Family Villa.
Li Qiao followed the Li family and his wife into the living room. The driver and butler behind him were still holding various brocade boxes.
There are not many things, but they are all priceless.
Li Qiao nestled in the single-person sofa at will, her eyes calm, looking lukewarm.
Duan Shuyuan slammed into Li Guangming's arm and slammed in Li Qiao's direction.
The couple gave a wordless push, and finally Li Guangming asked, "What's the matter, girl? What do you think?"
Li Qiao didn't say a word, and even her expression didn't fluctuate.
Li Guangming frowned, looked at Duan Shuyuan and raised her chin, meaning that it was your turn.
Duan Shuyuan glared at him, got up and walked to Li Qiao, touched her cheek, "Baby, why don't you speak?"
"Huh?" Li Qiao suddenly recovered, looking up at her, a little dazed, "Mom, what's the matter?"
Li Guangming squeezed the bridge of his nose and breathed a sigh of relief.
I thought the girl had seen some clues, but she was distracted.
Duan Shuyuan took the opportunity to sit next to Li Qiao, and carefully looked at her eyebrows, "I finally got engaged, aren't you happy?"
Li Qiao raised her eyebrows, "I'm not unhappy, just thinking about things."
She didn't say much. After finishing her emotions, she picked up the dark green brocade box from the coffee table and went upstairs.
Duan Shuyuan looked at the other dowry gifts on the table and called out from behind her: "Qiaoqiao, where are you going to put these things? Mom will take them for you?"
Li Qiao stood at the top of the stairs and glanced back, shook her head uninterestedly, "No, you can keep it."
Those things are not as attractive to her as the translated documents.
The Li family stared at the brocade box on the table, their eyes met, somewhat embarrassed.
They dare not accept the bride price from Mr. Shang.
And they have already learned in previous conversations that the value of these gifts is immeasurable.
To put it bluntly, the Oppenheimer Blue Diamond is worth more than 500 million, not to mention other sets of jewelry.
"You go to Nanyang Private Bank to open an account and deposit it for your daughter." Li Guangming took the green tea handed by the servant, took a sip, and suggested to Duan Shuyuan.
Duan Shuyuan nodded without thinking, "Well, I will go this afternoon."
...
In the room, Li Qiao sat at the table, opened the brocade box and smelled a scent of ink.
As last time, Shang Zonghai still wrote the other twenty pages of the translation of "The Autobiography of the Stock God".
She looked at it roughly, because there was no hope, so when the account name and transaction password appeared on the last page, she was unavoidably surprised.
The contents of these twenty pages are also unique insights on the stock market throughout.
But is this stock so big-hearted? Even the account passwords of his own position transactions are written in the biography.
If it weren't for Shang Yu, it would fall into the hands of others...
The question is, after so many years, is the account still there?
Li Qiao's eyes fell deeply on the account and password. After reading it, she re-covered the brocade box and set it aside.
In less than half an hour, she changed her clothes, removed her makeup, took a shower, took the brocade box and went out.
(End of this chapter)