Chapter 740: notes

  Chapter 740 Notes
  Li Qiao looked down and smiled, "Then trouble Mr. Charles."
Charles waved his hand and looked directly at her eyebrows, unavoidably sighing again, "Speaking of which you are really alike, many people say that we can't distinguish the eastern faces, but for the female stock god, I will definitely not admit it. "
   There was a look of nostalgia on his face, and he said in a melancholy tone: "She is my half teacher. If it weren't for her advice, there might be no Charles family anymore."
  "How did you meet?" Li Qiao leaned back and looked at Charles intently.
  His expression and manner, Li Qiao seems to have known each other before.
  A few days ago, she also saw her on the face of teacher Mu Aoxian, which was a kind of emotion and regret from the heart.
  Charles squinted slightly, and gradually fell into memory.
  He and Jing Yilan met at an upper-class dance party. At that time, she had already made her debut in the stock market, and she was very energetic.
  Although the Charles family has a long history, they can't bear to sit and eat.
At this point, Charles took out a box of thin cigars from his pocket, ordered one by himself, and continued to recall: "I remember that there were many men who pursued her at the time. In your words, it was like crossing the river. The crucian carp. In fact, I also admire her very much, after all, her ability to trade the stock market is too strong."
  Li Qiao is clear, there were many excellent women in that era, but women who can bring money and wealth are rare.
At this time, Charles didn't know what he thought of. He took a sip of his cigar and looked melancholy: "It's a pity that she returned to China later. Before leaving, she gave me a stock speculation note with a photo of her. , Is the one I sent to Mr. Shang before."
  Li Qiao's eyes lit up, "Do you still keep your notes?"
"Of course." Charles flicked the ashes and sighed: "That is the only intersection between me and her. Back then, the Charles family was on the verge of bankruptcy. Seeing that it was going to be excluded from the upper class, if not her notebook taught me Stock trading skills, I'm afraid..."
Charles shook his head mockingly, "Maybe no one would have thought that this female stock will help me selflessly. After all, the men around her were nobles and even royal family members at that dance party. I am the most inconspicuous one."
  Li Qiao rubbed her fingertips, her voice rolled, "That notebook... can I read it?"
  Charlie's action of spitting out the smoke ring paused, his dark blue eyes fixed on her, as if he was thinking about something.
   Seeing this, Li Qiao grinned, "If it's not convenient..."
   "Yes." Charles constricted and nodded calmly, "I'll bring it to you later."
  Li Qiao leaned slightly to express her gratitude.
  She was indeed a little surprised, and Charles actually had Jing Yilan's notes in his hand.
  And...
  Li Qiao thought for a few seconds, leaned over and picked up the tea cup, and asked unintentionally, "Since you have the notes she gave you in your hand, isn't it possible that no one will you?"
  Charles shrugged and smiled slightly, "Who would it? No one knew that she would help a family heir on the verge of bankruptcy. Even myself was surprised."
understood.
   What Jing Yilan gave to Charles, there is likely to be a clue.
  After all, the people who surrounded her back then were nobles and royal families. Charles, who was not surprising and his family was the easiest to be ignored.
  ……
  As the meal was approaching, Charles got up and said goodbye.
  Li Qiao sent him away, standing near the steps outside the castle, with dark shadows under her eyes.
  It’s no wonder that Charles is obsessed with Jing Yilan. If that stock trading technique really turns the Charles family over, then for him, it is the most precious wealth.
  If it were not for Shang Yu, Charles would probably not reveal anything to anyone in his life.
  Many years later, the Charles family has re-entered the British imperial superstructure. Who would know that he had benefited from Jing Yilan.
  Li Qiao pursed the corners of her lips, and stood for a long time before turning around and entering the living room.
  The vibration of the mobile phone accompanied her footsteps into her ears. She picked up the phone from the armrest, slowly, her eyes warmed, "Hey."
  On the other end, Shang Yu’s gentle and magnetic voice, "Did you finish talking with Charles?"
  Li Qiao's heart was hot, she suppressed the emotion surging in her chest, and responded, "Well, he just left."
  The man's voice was smiling, and he added a little warmth to the thick fog and late autumn, "Come out, it's time to eat."
  Li Qiao looked at the grille window, and saw that the iron gate of the manor in the distance had been slowly opened.
  She hung up the phone and walked out of the hall with a rare eagerness.
  Two black Bentleys from far to near.
  The rear-seat windows gradually lowered, inch by inch, revealing Shang Yu's sharp and angular face.
  Li Qiao didn't even look at the co-pilot. As soon as the car stopped, she pulled the car door and got in.
   slammed the door back, leaned forward and held the man's face with one hand, and pressed a kiss on his lips.
  There is a strange silence spreading in the carriage.
  Li Qiao sucked on his lips with a smile in her eyes, "How did you know Charles had a note?"
Shang Yu narrowed his dark eyes slightly, pressed down his handsome face and pecked the corner of her lips, "What notes?"
  "Don't you know?" Li Qiao rubbed his face twice with her fingers, raising her eyebrows in surprise.
  The man took the opportunity to wrap her waist, clasped it tightly in his arms, and explained in a deep and deep voice, "I just let him know everything, it seems to be rewarding?"
  Li Qiao nodded lightly, his eyes fell on his thin and beautiful lips, and his throat was itchy, and he wanted to kiss him twice.
  And then...
   "Should I move a bed in for you?"
  Li Qiao stopped the action suddenly, and there was a piece of paper between the two lips.
  She turned her head faintly, and in front of her, Feng Yi and He Chen both looked back and stared at the scene.
  Li Qiao raised her eyelids to meet Shang Yu's eyes, put her hands down without embarrassment, turned around and sat down, looking out the window with a calm expression.
  The man smiled in his throat, his palm fell on the back of her neck and squeezed, "What do you want to eat?"
  Li Qiao absently replied, "Bed."
  One second later...
  He Chen and Feng Yi laughed unceremoniously.
  Li Qiao closed her eyes expressionlessly, with an urge to run away.
  He Chen put his hands on the outside of the windbreaker, and laughed hard, "Sister, let’s talk about which restaurant’s bed is better?"
  Li Qiao leaned on the leather chair behind her without speaking, but directly raised her leg and kicked He Chen in the back of the chair.
  Shang Yu’s smile deepened on his lips, he held her into his arms, and stroked her back like a hair, then he glanced at He Chen, "So many words?"
  Feng Yi started the engine and silently quit the group chat.
  He Chen tilted Erlang's legs indifferently, and smiled frivolously: "Did you know me the first day?"
  Shang Yu lowered his eyes and glanced at Li Qiao who was buried in his arms, bowed his head and kissed her on top of her head, "I will change the car later."
  (End of this chapter)