Outright Favoritism

Chapter 555 Interpol Song Laoliu

The man leaned on the back of the low stool, his deep eyes fell on her, "Don't like it?"

"I can't talk about it." Li Qiao took the teapot to continue the tea, and glanced at him. "I didn't wear a cheongsam, and there is no occasion to wear it."

Shang Yu's thin lips raised a meaningful arc, crossed the low table and hooked her finger, "Did you not pass it?"

Li Qiao subconsciously wanted to shake her head, but a picture flashed in her mind, and she didn't say anything.

On the day of the engagement banquet, she seemed to be wearing a long burgundy dress imitating a cheongsam.

Well, wine red.

What did he say at the time?

Too pretty.

Li Qiao licked the corners of her mouth, squinted, and looked at him, "Do you want me to wear a cheongsam in the future?"

Shang Yu shook his head slowly, "Only at home."

Li Qiao cast aside his face and glanced out of the cabin, then looked back at him again, and couldn't help but laugh, "Let me show you?"

"otherwise?"

Of course.

Li Qiao held her forehead, laughing for a long time.

Of course, she did not expect that the night when the cheongsam was rushed out and sent to Nanyang, when she walked gracefully in front of a man wearing a handmade cheongsam for the first time, everything was out of control. The burgundy delicate embroidered cheongsam, directly He tore it.

Torn on the bed.

...

The next day, Li Qiao and the two went to a resort village in the suburbs, standing in the lush and lush mountain wetlands, their hearts were particularly open.

As the evening approached, the sky was covered with a thin cloud, and Li Qiao and Shang Yu also embarked on their return journey.

In the two days in Longhuai, they wandered all over the streets and alleys of the ancient city, and sat in the cruise ship to feel a misty rain in Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Although the time was short, there was no disturbance from the outside world in these two days. Immersed in the beauty of Suzhou and Hangzhou, the comfortable and comfortable atmosphere did soothe my anxiety.

When the plane climbed 10,000 meters in the sky, Li Qiao watched Longhuai City gradually shrink in the porthole. She curled her lips and smiled, closing her eyes and leaning on the back of the chair to start sleeping.

At nine o'clock at night, the plane landed in Nanyang.

When Li Qiao dismissed the phone's flight mode, a message popped in.

Song Laoliu: I'm in China

The content is concise and concise, without even punctuation, but it fits the style of Song Laoliu.

Li Qiao concentrated for a few seconds and replied: I am in Nanyang.

Song Laoliu: OK

Li Qiao looked at the chat box and sighed while pursing her lips.

As an international criminal policeman, Song Laoliu wandered between countries for a long time. Even if she didn't say anything about Xiao Yehui, he must have known it.

However, the time when he came to China was a bit of a coincidence.

Su Yujing said that Interpol has been tracking the whereabouts of the thief Mojue, maybe it was Song Laoliu.

...

Time flickered, and three days passed.

The days are flat without any waves, in short, nothing happens.

Xiao Yehui's resurrection from death was like an absurd dream, nothing changed after waking up from the dream.

But under this calm surface, it seems that more turbulent waves are brewing.

At noon that day, Zong Yue came to the research institute to find Li Qiao for dinner.

After registering with the guard downstairs, she went to the third floor holding the insulated lunch box.

Li Qiao was wearing a white coat waiting for her at the stairway, and raised her eyebrows when she saw the lunch box in her hand.

Zong Yue held the lunch box in one hand, raised his head and smiled brightly, "Qiaoqiao, I'll come to you for dinner."

Li Qiao put her hands in her pockets, staring at her, "You did it yourself?"

"That's right." Zong Yue trot up the steps, clapping the lunch box in his hand like offering treasures, "I've been idle these days anyway, and happened to study recipes at home. Today I made four dishes. You will taste the taste later. kind."

Li Qiao: "..."

She thought her sister-in-law was coming to her for dinner, but she didn't expect to come to her to'try the poison'.

Novice cook, Li Qiao felt that she couldn't hold on to much hope.

A few minutes later, the two of them were sitting in the conference room, Li Qiao held the cucumber slices in her mouth, neither swallowing nor vomiting.

Why is a plate of egg-fried cucumber so bitter?

Bitter scalp numb.

Looking back at Zong Yue, she was looking at her expectantly, with stars in her eyes, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Li Qiao swallowed the whole slice of cucumber like a jujube, turned her head faintly, and issued a soul torture, "Did you not taste it yourself?"

Zong Yue shook his head solemnly, "No, I made it for you specially according to the recipe."

She really didn't eat it, just thinking about doing it quickly and sending it to Qiaoqiao, saving her waiting too long.

Li Qiao quietly put down his chopsticks, "Have you ever made it for Big Brother?"

Zong Yue still shook his head, "If you find it delicious, I will make it for him tonight."

Li Qiao felt like a little guinea pig to try.

She swallowed, feeling the bitterness still lingering in her throat, "Sister-in-law, you still...work hard in the future."

Zong Yue glanced at the stir-fried dishes on the table that were good in appearance, and looked at Li Qiao's expression of indescribable expression. She flashed a flash of spirit. She picked up another pair of chopsticks and took a mouthful of dishes to her mouth.

Then, throw up.

"Oh, it's bitter." Zong Yue's face was wrinkled, and the egg was fried with cucumber instead of fried bitter gourd. Where did the bitter taste come from?

Li Qiao straightened her face and changed her conversation, "I chose two companies for you."

Zong Yue's expression was still depressed, and he was overjoyed, "Huh? Two?"

"Yeah. The first one is the scientific research institute. Although there is no establishment, it will also sign a formal labor contract. The position is a personnel commissioner and there is no need to work overtime.

The second is a fund company, the same position, 9 am to 6 pm, usually need to work overtime, the company is located in Nanyang Science and Technology Park. "

The nature of the two jobs is similar, except the office location is different.

The research institute itself is in the development zone, not far from Jingwan Villa.

But the fund company is located in the science and technology park, and it takes 40 minutes to travel without traffic jams.

Zong Yue was a little undecided, but he was still undecided after thinking for a long time.

Upon seeing this, Li Qiao gathered the coat in front of her and suggested to her: "You don't need to rush to make a choice. I will send you the company introduction in a moment, and you can consider it slowly."

Zong Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded as he began to clean up the table, "Then I will think about it first, can I give you an answer tomorrow?"

"Yes, no hurry."

...

Out of apology, Zong Yue insisted on pulling Li Qiao out for a big meal.

After the meal, Li Qiao returned to the research institute. Before entering the door, the mobile phone in her pocket rang.

It's a strange number.

She watched for a few seconds, and when she answered, a familiar and unfamiliar voice came from inside, "Zab, where is it?"

Song Laoliu is staid and unsmiling.

Calling her a cub with a poker face all the year round.

Li Qiao stood in the lobby downstairs and smiled, "Have you arrived in Nanyang?"

"Just arrived, airport gate six, come and pick me up?"

As the Interpol, Song Laoliu speaks and handles matters with a firmness that cannot be denied.

Li Qiao glanced at the time on the watch, "Take a taxi by myself, Nanyang Research Institute."

Song Laoliu was silent for a second, "Oh, I see."

(End of this chapter)