Chapter 862

It's night. The starry sky is vast. There's no noise and neon. The city of Fei is dotted with stars.

On the quiet third floor, there are a row of dim yellow night lights in the corridor.

Li Qiao came to the study next door and opened the computer case skillfully.

The host is made by Bai Yan himself, with good performance and short boot time. However, in the blink of an eye, the two computer screens placed side by side are also on at the same time.

Li Qiao input password, the background image is still pure black she used to use.

She landed on the trading website of the black market, and before the next operation, the mobile phone on the desk rang.

When Li Qiao saw the caller ID, she turned the back of her chair and looked out of the window

At this time, it was past midnight in Idaho.

Shangyu seems to be smoking, and his voice is a bit deep and hoarse. "Well, are you still busy?"

Li Qiao looked up at the night sky outside the window and said in a light voice, "no, I've already laid down."

Bai Yan just opened the door

The man took a sip of smoke, and the phone was quiet for a moment, "in the Li family?"

"Well." Li Qiao a face magnanimous lie, cocking legs, leisurely shaking toes, "a person in the mansion boring, want to go home to live for a few days."

Bai Yan's hands around the door are leaning against the doorframe, and her ability to talk nonsense is becoming more and more perfect.

After a while, Shang Yu exhorts them. They hang up. Li Qiao rubs her mobile phone and smiles.

At this time, Bai Yan's joking voice came from behind, "don't go to bed in the middle of the night, just to make a phone call to cheat a fool?"

Li Qiao glanced at him through the glass. "What's the plan for tomorrow?"

"You has the final say." Bai Yan raises a foot to come over, sink waist to sit in the corner of the table, slant head saw eye computer screen, "say, want to what?"

Li Qiao turns chair to face Bai Yan, Mou Guang Yi Shan, "check list."

……

The next day, dingshe art jewelry exhibition in Yangon, Myanmar, officially opened for a week.

There are numerous collectors from all over the world.

Thanks to its excellent geographical location, Myanmar is rich in jadeite and has excavated top emerald mines.

The ladies group headed by Mrs. Andrew followed the special assistant of the exhibition hall into the VIP passageway.

Mindeland and Mrs. Andrew were at the front, followed by two other Countess ladies, accompanied by ten bodyguards.

A group of people came into the exhibition hall in a mighty manner, with a lot of noise.

Divided into two floors, the first floor is jewelry, the second floor is art.

As the jewelry and famous paintings in the exhibition are all ten million level collections, the organizer specially carried out the current limiting operation.

The current is limited to 20 people per hour, and special assistants are provided for one-on-one reception.

Mrs. Andrew seemed to be very interested in jewelry. After looking around, she said, "LAN, will you show me upstairs first?"

Ming Dai LAN is enjoying a set of emerald jewelry. She nods, "OK, let's go."

Two people with four bodyguards into the elevator car.

Ming Dailan touched the bun beside his ear, looked at Mrs. Andrew and said gently, "I seldom see you so persistent in a painting. What's the special origin of that painting?"

Mrs. Andrew dropped her eyes and laughed. Yu Guang hesitated to sweep the bodyguards behind her, and then stopped talking.

Ming Dailan observed carefully, saw her hesitation, and gently comforted her, "they are knights of the Duke's palace, they don't gossip."

The elevator just stopped on the second floor. When they stepped out of the elevator, Mrs. Andrew explained in a low voice, "the painting I'm looking for is the work of King III. in the early years of the civil strife in Han Palace, the painting was stolen and exiled overseas.

As you know, Andrew is running for speaker this year. Although he is a member of the house of Commons, the royal family will certainly be behind him.

If you can buy this painting, Andrew will give it back to the royal family in his own name for free, which is a contribution

Ming Dailan nodded suddenly, and then said gently, "it's rare that you have such a heart. In fact, based on Andrew's position in the house of Commons, even without this painting, he should be elected the next speaker."

There was no lack of praise. Mrs. Andrew immediately raised her chin with a smile. "I hope so."

The flattery among ladies is always a bit false and artificial.

Ming Dailan stares at Mrs. Andrew quietly. Seeing that she goes to the exhibition area of famous paintings, she looks back and tells Yin Mo, "watch closely. Once she finds the painting, tell me immediately."

Yin Mo nodded, "yes, madam."

Ming Dailan pursed her lips. She seemed to distrust Yin Mo, and then she recruited a member of the Cavaliers team. She said, "you can stare at me, too. Don't be careless."

……

At the same time, after breakfast in the western style house, Li Qiao went to a row of bungalows next door.

This is Bai Yan's office.

Inside the townhouse, all kinds of desktop computers can be seen everywhere. On the left side of the bungalow, Li Qiao and Bai Yan sit down side by side. The computer screen in front of them shows the same picture. Sitting not far away, Bai Xiaoniu and Bai Xiaohu secretly took a picture and put it into the wechat group of the Chinese zodiac. Ugly cow: the more I look, the more I feel that sister K and brother Yan are like a couple. Hamster + 1 Chenlong: [Nanyang Shang Shaoyan. PDF] Chenlong: it is said that this is the man of sister K. Weiyang: [screenshot], stupid dragon, what did you send? Page a blank, K elder sister her man is shameful? Yinhu: in other words, this morning, my sister asked me a question. I don't know how to answer it. Haizhu: let it go if you have a fart. Yinhu: [dagger] she asked me who hit brother Yan yesterday. Youji: brother Yan was beaten? Xu Gou: ha ha ha ha ha, who has been spared by heaven. Ugly cow: a screenshot has been taken upstairs[ [I want to withdraw a message Weiyang: @ Yinhu, what's the matter? Next, Bai Xiaohu took a serious look at Li Qiao and Bai Yan not far away, and then wrote a little composition. To sum up, the group of people who came yesterday didn't feel good. Shen Hou: why? Bai Xiaohu pondered over the words and knocked down a few words very seriously: if they want to compete with brother Yan for territory, Fei City will have another father. All along, Bai Yan is the white father of Fei City. And the handsome man who led yesterday, regardless of body shape or self-cultivation bearing, is as good as brother Yan, even slightly better than a throw. In particular, a black, simple black shirt and black trousers, standing on the streets of the broken Fei City, still with a cool air. Bai Xiaohu thinks that Bai Yan is Bai dad. If that person wants to have a foothold in Fei City, he is estimated to be the future black dad. Then, someone in the group asked: what can't be answered? Tell me the truth. Yinhu: what do I say? Tell elder sister directly, is burning elder brother beaten by the hand of another father[ Your friends, such as Zi mouse, Chou Niu, Mao Tu, Chen long, Si she, Wu Ma, Wei Yang, Shen Hou, you Ji, Xu Gou and Hai Zhu, have quit the group chat] www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!