Chapter 198

Li Qiao walked to the fair side by side with him, thought about it, and said, "just now Charles told me that I look very much like a late female stock god. I don't know how much I look like. He was so surprised to see me."

At the end of the speech, Li Qiao glanced at Shang Yu, not letting go of his slightest facial expression.

I don't know if she thinks too much about it. Today's meeting is under the illusion of deliberate arrangement.

At this time, Shang Yu walked slowly to Li Qiao's body, with dark eyes and light lips. "Don't take it seriously. In the eyes of foreigners, most Asian faces are similar."

Is that so?

Li Qiao pursed the corners of her mouth in disbelief.

In fact, Shang Yu could not introduce her to Charles.

But he did.

Is Just to reveal the identity of her girlfriend?

But Charles is not a Nanyang. It doesn't matter whether he knows or not, does it?

Li Qiao thought in her heart, suddenly her shoulder sank, and the man's strong arm bent up, gently cuddled, bent over, whispered: "I want to add contact information with him, in order to inquire about the female stock god?"

"Well." Li Qiao is suddenly not able to prevent by his warm breath sprinkled in the ear side around, itching and numb.

She calmed down and leaned lazily on Shang Yu's shoulder, holding her head high and staring at him, her eyes narrowed: "he just wants to send me pictures of female stock god."

Shang Yu looked at her, stretched his eyebrows, and pressed down the corners of his lips, "it's the same for me."

Li Qiao Jin under the tip of the nose, joked: "I'm afraid you scared people not to send photos."

"He won't distinguish between 30 billion dollars and 30 billion dollars."

This sentence, Li Qiao did not think deeply, right when a joke.

At that moment, they went back to the club.

It seems to be cleared here today.

In such a big club, except for the occasional passing service staff, I haven't seen any other guests at all.

In the VIP lounge on the second floor of the clubhouse, Li Qiao slouches in the sofa and chair. After looking at the time, it's already two o'clock in the afternoon. She may have to go back to the company later.

Shang Yu didn't know where he had gone. He just told her to wait and left the rest room.

Li Qiao idly slides the screen of her mobile phone, and the flowing clouds and falling rain are also missing.

Well It's boring.

In the twinkling of an eye, Shang Yu hasn't come back in 15 minutes.

Li Qiao thought about whether to send him a wechat to ask, just thinking, the voice of falling rain came from behind, "Miss Li, you can go."

Li Qiao looks back at her, too lazy to ask. She gets up and says, "let's go."

I don't know where to go. It's mysterious anyway.

Not long after, Li Qiao was brought to the area of Bolan shooting gallery by falling rain.

Her light eyes gradually full of expression, with some small expectations.

Nearly a month has passed since the last shooting.

For Li Qiao, who prefers guns and precision equipment, shooting is absolutely attractive.

In front of a private shooting room at the end, Liuyun was waiting at the door. Seeing Li Qiao's figure, he nodded and opened the door. "Miss Li, please."

Li Qiao quietly thanks, full of curiosity into the shooting room.

Standing still, lifting her eyes, when she saw the scene in front of her eyes, she immediately bent her eyebrows with a smile.

In a small private shooting room, a long table is placed behind the shooting platform, on which are displayed eight silver hand boxes, each containing a rare and rare pistol.

Real guns are not training guns provided by shooting centers.

While Shang Yu stood in front of the long table with a pocket in one hand and a cigarette in the other. He looked at her casually, "come and have a look."

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