Sangyi reluctantly took his bodyguard to leave the border factory.

Even far from the factory, he kept looking back in the back seat.

After three years' absence, pretty sister returned to the border. It's estimated that all forces will set off an uproar.

....

Ten minutes later, the atmosphere in the conference room was a little stagnant.

Li San sat on the top, and Nan he sat on his left side. The two of them looked at Li Qiao in unison.

Ah Chang was very calm and stood at the door as a tool man.

Rain negative hand straddle, visual front, expression indifferent, only eyes very floating.

"Qiao Qiao, when did you meet sang Yi?"

It's not a soft hearted master. He's most used to giving you a knife while talking and laughing.

He's good at putting a knife in the back.

Li Qiao leaned against the chair and thought thoughtfully, "five years ago."

Li San's serious expression gradually showed signs of cracking.

Five years ago, wasn't that the time when sangyi first came to the door to talk about cooperation in purchasing parts?

He wanted to ask a few more questions, but Li Qiao didn't give him this opportunity. He simply explained a few words and said that he would draw up the contract and agreement as soon as possible.

Li San frowned and looked at Nanzhen, who was beside his eyes. Both of them had the same worry. "This sangyi is only for profit. Are you sure he won't turn back?"

"No Li Qiao has a strong voice.

"Well, I'll get the contract out as soon as possible."

....

Time is in a hurry, Li Qiao opened a look in the twinkling of an eye, the red lips under the mask raised a faint smile radian.

She covered the box, took the documents and was ready to leave. Before waiting for Bai Yan to open her mouth, she stopped again. "Give me a list of Yan league's industries."

Bai Yan was surprised and said, "I heard from m, are you going to enter the financial field?"

"I have this idea." Li Qiao rubbed the small box, and her eyes were as black as ink. "The development speed of yanmeng in recent years is too slow. Give me the industry catalog, and don't care about the rest."

Bai Yan chuckles, "OK, do you need me to summon all the others back, do you want to meet each other?"

"No Li Qiao fixed her eyes on a certain place and said, "only you and Xi Luo know me in Yan League. I don't see other people."

Bai Yan curled his mouth and muttered something, but Li Qiao didn't hear it clearly.

Two people again simple chat a few, Li Qiao took thing to leave Fei City.

Bai Yan looks at the tail light of the black off-road vehicle and squints her cold eyes thoughtfully. The child suddenly wants the title of emperor of England and the Industrial Catalog of Yan League. What does she want to do?

....

At six o'clock in the morning, Li Qiao returned to the border factory.

She did not sleep all night, sleepy into the dormitory, fell asleep.

Towards noon, the atmosphere in the factory became more tense and serious.

Many of Li San's men patrol around, always paying attention to the movement of the gate.

Ten at noon, three black business cars came to the factory gate.

At this time, Li Qiao is still sleeping.

Today, Mr. Wei, who took the initiative to talk about cooperation, came in person.

In the reception hall, Li San and ten of his men were waiting for him, while Nan Zhen stood outside the door waiting.

The source of the other party is unknown, and the time point of cooperation is so strange. In fact, no one believes in the good thing of pie in the sky.

If those who come are not good, they will not go out of the factory today.

Shortly after, three cars stopped in front of the reception hall under the guidance of the bodyguards at the intersection.

With a polite smile on his face, he looked at the automatic door which was gradually opened. When he met him, he saw a man of twenty-seven or eight years old bowing out of it.

She called tentatively, "Mr. Wei?"

The other side stood at the door, nodded at her and said, "Hello, Miss Nan."

Nanzhen was on the alert

Before she reported herself, the man knew her name. It seemed that she had done her homework.

Nan Zhen was ready to shake hands with the other party, but Mr. Wei bowed slightly to the carriage and said frankly, "here we are, master."

Master?

Nanzhen moved his steps a little and looked into the carriage.

He stood still and looked up. His handsome and familiar face made three big question marks appear on his head.

Until the man came to his eyes, Nan Zhen found his voice and mechanically called out: "Yan, ye?"

Why is yanye here?

Isn't it Mr. Wei who talks about cooperation?

What is this operation? Does Qiao Qiao know?

At this time, Shang Yu's face looked coldly at Nanhe, thin lips slightly hooked, handsome and confused.

As for Mr. Wei, he is the person in charge of the palmar Army factory, er Tang Wei Lang.

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