Chapter 612: Chapter 612: He Built Her a Laboratory Chapter 612: Chapter 612: He Built Her a Laboratory Xi Luo was so surprised that she didn’t hold her fork steady, and it dropped onto the plate, “Are you serious?”
The Fla Alliance considered shifting to the business arena as an important laundering strategy.
Now that each industrial module tended towards stability, their young master suddenly decided to destroy all cooperation with British Imperial Charlman?!
Xi Luo, after all, couldn’t suppress her emotions, she leaned forward seriously and retorted, “Kid, do you know the international status of the Charlman family?”
“Don’t want to know.” Li Qiao put down her knife and fork, completely losing her appetite, she looked towards Xi Luo with a very indifferent tone, “Are you going to stop ?”
Xi Luo pondered for a few seconds, subdued her astonishnt, and shook her head with a wry smile, “If I stop you, will you back down?”
Li Qiao’s smile didn’t reach her eyes, “No.”
“Then why are you asking ,” Xi Luo rolled her eyes and narrowed her gaze, raising an eyebrow to ask, “The penalty for breaking a contract halfway isn’t a small amount, have you found a lawyer yet?”
“No need for a lawyer, I can break the contract and still take the Fla Alliance’s industry out unscathed.”
British Imperial Charlman doesn’t deserve the cooperation channels of the Fla Alliance.
Seeing her confidence, Xi Luo still felt uneasy, “Kid, I know you’re smart, but the business world is a battlefield, in case you can’t handle it, how about I prepare a top-notch lawyer for you to command?”
“Who?”
A sly glint crossed Xi Luo’s eyes, “My brother, Xi Ze.”
…
At three in the afternoon, Li Qiao returned to the Mansion from the technology park.
Just as she parked her car, she saw a group of bodyguards continuously moving goods into the Mansion.
Li Qiao indifferently retracted her gaze and stepped up the stairs to the entrance, just as Shang Yu, dressed in black, happened to be coming out of the hall.
The man’s usual handso and indifferent expression seed to have shaken off the dark mood that had surrounded him the previous night.
Li Qiao walked towards him, looking up in the distance, “New things for the Mansion?”
Shang Yu’s thin lips curved slightly, looking profoundly at her, “I’m taking you sowhere.”
“Where?”
Li Qiao didn’t get an answer, instead, she was pulled by him towards the elevator.
On the third basent level of the Mansion, as the elevator doors opened, a familiar voice also reached her ears.
It was Liuyun, whom she hadn’t seen in a long ti.
Li Qiao stepped out of the elevator, looked up, and the scene before her eyes left her speechless for a long ti.
The third basent level had turned into a dical research laboratory.
dical equipnt and research tables were already neatly arranged, and Liuyun was instructing the bodyguards to place the instrunts in their respective positions.
Li Qiao’s breath tightened, her gaze swept across the research laboratory, and finally landed on Shang Yu’s face, “Liuyun, all this ti…”
Before she could finish, the man turned his head, his palm caressing her hair, “You won’t need to go to Renhe for your experints in the future.”
She had given up her job at the research institute, but she wouldn’t give up her research.
So, he built her a laboratory at ho for her to use as she pleased.
Li Qiao pursed her lips, a complex feeling indescribable in her heart.
She walked forward slowly, stepping into the glass research room, where everything was complete, and even the layout was incredibly familiar.
At that mont, when Liuyun saw Li Qiao, he ca over and wiped his sweat, “Miss Li, do you see anything that’s been overlooked?
If there is, you can tell at any ti, and I’ll arrange for soone to rearrange.”
Li Qiao shook her head with a faint smile, “No, everything is very good, thank you for your hard work.”
This laboratory, she could find the research table even with her eyes closed, even the placent of the green plants were almost identical to her mories.
Because Shang Yu had moved her familiar Renhe Laboratory, without changing a thing, to the South Sea Mansion.
…
In the evening, when Zong Yue arrived at the Mansion, Li Qiao was still in the third basent floor laboratory marveling at Shang Yu’s thoughtfulness.
In just one afternoon, all sorts of equipnt had been properly installed.
At that mont, the printer was constantly running, and the freshly printed case files were already piled into a thick stack.
Li Qiao sent an email to set up a video conference with the expert from the dical Alliance, Reid.
Watching the “sent successfully” notification, she pinched the bridge of her nose and stood up, leaving the laboratory.
Upstairs, in the living room, Zong Yue looked at Jin Rong and called out obediently, “Uncle Rong.”
With his leg casually crossed, Jin Rong nodded, “Hmm, find a place to sit yourself.”
Zong Yue glanced at Shang Yu, who was resting with his eyes closed, and carefully looked around.
Not seeing Li Qiao, she sat down opposite Jin Rong with so restraints.
In front of an elder, she didn’t dare to be presumptuous.
At this mont, Jin Rong held a check between two fingers and said in a sing-song voice, “I didn’t have ti to co to your wedding.
Take this check as my eting gift for my nephew-in-law.”
As he spoke, Li Qiao entered the living room.
When Jin Rong saw her, his eyes lit up, and he stood up abruptly, “Kid, co here to .”
Startled, Zong Yue’s hand trembled, and the check fell to the ground.
Li Qiao looked at the ground and recognized the familiar amount and handwriting—it was the ‘commission’ check she had given to Jin Rong.
She curved her lips into a smile, ignored him, and walked over to sit beside Zong Yue.
Picking up the check, she stuffed it into her hand, “Did Sister-in-law have dinner yet?”
The infuriated old father, Jin Rong: “???”
What kind of bizarre familial ranking was this?
…
Half an hour later, Li Qiao and her group went to the Royal Hotel.
Jin Rong rarely visited South Sea, so He Chen had arranged a welco banquet for him at the Royal Hotel.
Zong Yue followed them there.
On the way, she sent Li Jun a WeChat ssage about returning late from the dinner party.
After waiting a few minutes without a reply, she put her phone in her purse.
On the other side, Li Jun had finished a work eting and only saw Zong Yue’s ssage upon returning to his office.
He frowned, looking slightly displeased.
Ever since Zong Yue entered the workforce, she had been coming ho late more often than him.
Either she was working overti or attending dinner parties.
Just the night before last, she had already had a dinner with her colleagues.
Why was she going out again tonight?
Li Jun pursed his lips and soon exited the WeChat app, went back to his contacts, and directly called Zong Yue.
Half a minute later, the earpiece relayed the tone of an unanswered call.
This was the first ti Zong Yue hadn’t picked up his call.
Li Jun didn’t ponder why he rembered this so clearly, but his displeasure grew thicker.
At 9:30 PM, when Li Jun returned ho, he found that Zong Yue was still not back.
anwhile, as night fell, the welco banquet in the private room of the Royal Hotel was still underway, bustling with energy.
Li Qiao sat shoulder to shoulder with Zong Yue, watching the three n opposite them toasting and drinking together.
Four bottles of Remy Martin had already been emptied on the table.
He Chen was drunk, Jin Rong was slurring his words, and Shang Yu seed the most sober, although his handso face was flushed with a light inebriation.
Li Qiao had never seen Shang Yu drunk, nor did she plan to stop him from drinking tonight.
He Chen once said that every ti Madam Xiao appeared, it would more or less trigger Shang Yu’s condition.
Shang Yu had been behaving normally since last night.
He Chen probably arranged this al with so intent.
Among brothers, it’s not easy to express feelings bluntly.
So He Chen and Jin Rong chose to accompany Shang Yu and let him drown his sorrows in drink, in hopes of dispelling his troubles.
At that mont, He Chen, with one leg on a chair, pulled at his shirt, slung an arm around Shang Yu’s shoulder, and while consoling, complained, “Shaoyan, it’s all in the past, don’t overthink.
Listen to , won are all ungrateful and heartless; they’re not worth pining over.”
The two won present: “…”
Jin Rong also tily raised his glass, bumping it against Shang Yu’s from the other side, “Don’t listen to his nonsense.
There are good won too, like my daughter Qi Qi, smart and clever.
She doesn’t hesitate to outsmart .
Rest assured, your damn mother is definitely not her match.”
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