Chapter 361 Yunli, the Mercenary Group, Met the Leader

Chapter 361 Yunli, the mercenary group, met the leader

The man looked down at her dodging eyes, stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek, and joked in a low voice: "Afraid that I don't know how to control myself?"

Even if you know her well, you won't be able to sing and sing every night.

What's more, she has to give her a few days to recuperate after she has just passed through the personnel affairs.

Hearing this, Li Qiao raised her eyelids, slapped his hand away, and muttered softly, "Isn't it?"

"Huh?" Shang Yu leaned forward, narrowed his eyes and raised his voice.

Li Qiao coughed lightly, pushed his shoulder, and changed the subject, "Ask you something."

The man pulled her to the lounge chair in front of the window and sat down, waiting for her to speak with slightly raised brows.

Li Qiao hugged the pillow casually, took out her mobile phone and turned on the ICC system, turned the screen on Shang Yu, and tentatively said with a smile: "I guess your mobile phone has this system."

The man didn't speak, but looked at Li Qiao deeply, and took the phone from her.

He clicked into the personal center, and after a few simple operations, he raised his thin lips and asked, "Why do you keep using Yunling's account?"

Li Qiao looked at the man's skillful operation, and explained quietly, "It's convenient."

Shang Yu looked up at her, tapped the screen a few more times, then handed the phone back, "Look again."

Li Qiao was puzzled, until she saw that the personal center account of the ICC system had changed into an all-golden name, a trace of astonishment flashed across her eyes.

The golden name: the leader.

Confidentiality level: SSS level.

Li Qiao stared at the screen steadily, her expression was so complicated that it was hard to describe.

He is really the president of the International Association.

"This account is the highest authority in the club. If you want to check anything in the future, you can check it directly."

Li Qiao pursed her lips and looked at Shang Yu. After a while, she rubbed her thumbs on the screen and teased, "No wonder you know everything about Yunling's assassination. It turned out to be the leader."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of very hurried footsteps outside the corridor of the guest room.

Li Qiao frowned, looked in the direction of the gate, then looked at her phone, and looked sideways, "Did you not turn off the positioning system?"

Her mobile phone was still turned on, and Shang Yu had just logged into the account of the club master.

The man leaned lazily on the back of the chair, propped his fingers on one side of his forehead, and nodded pretending to be distressed, "Indeed..." He didn't close the positioning.

Before the next few words could be uttered, the door of the guest room was kicked open.

Panting, Yun Li pressed his toes against the door, holding the phone in one hand, glanced at the positioning icon in the system, and then looked up at the guest room.

Chairman, right here!

Yun Li didn't even say a word, and walked over with his mobile phone in his hands.

As he walked and watched, he was afraid that the icon of the leader would disappear again.

A few seconds later, he stood in front of the table, threw his mobile phone on the table, glanced coldly at Shang Yu, and then fixed his eyes on the screen in Li Qiao's hand.

The golden club master account.

Yun Li pinched his waist with one hand, and his expression was very indescribable. After a long while, he looked at Li Qiao, feeling strange, and even had a tendency to kneel.

Is this kid the leader?

impossible!

Yun Li has a brain. Although seeing is believing, many things simply cannot stand scrutiny.

He snatched Li Qiao's phone, stared at the account carefully, and his breathing gradually became short of breath.

Li Qiao lowered her head and supported her forehead, raised her eyelids to look at Shang Yu opposite, and sighed silently.

It's a damn coincidence.

Yun Li was stunned for half a minute. Just when Li Qiao was about to explain, he shook his body and bowed to Shang Yu, "Yun Li, the mercenary group, met the leader."

Li Qiao: "..."

At this time, Shang Yu stared at Yun Li indifferently, raised his arm and waved it, "Aren't you afraid of admitting the wrong person?"

Yun Li hastily raised his eyes, then covered them again, "I won't admit my mistake, I know her virtues."

Li Qiao pouted, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

If it were said that Yun Li treated Shang Yu like a rival in love before, then at this moment, everyone could see his awe and respect for Shang Yu.

That was the attitude that changed instantly after learning his identity.

Even if you have never met the leader of the International Club, even if you don't know who he is, it doesn't affect the respect that the leaders of the eight major groups have for the leader.

Shang Yu sighed heavily, and motioned to the chair beside him, "Sit down and talk."

Yun Li hesitated a little, but he quickly pulled out the chair and sat down, his posture was upright, without the usual wildness.

After a brief silence, Shang Yu took out a cigarette case from his pocket and threw it to Yun Li, "Have you found the information on the mercenary group?"

Yun Li clenched his fists and pressed his knees, and nodded with a straight face, "I have found it, thank you for the advance arrangement."

Having said that, Yun Li has already started cursing in his heart.

The man who robbed him of his heart turned out to be his immediate boss.

The person assassinated by the mercenary group was actually the leader of the International Association.

This fucking bloody life!

Shang Yu lighted the cigarette in a slow manner, and frowned at Yun Li, who was obviously cautious, "The funds for rebuilding the office building of the mercenary group will arrive in the account within a week."

Yun Li raised his eyelids to look at him, thanked him respectfully, but secretly murmured in his heart.

He blew up his own building, and then allocated funds to rebuild it himself, he really knows how to play.

After a while, Yun Li stood up and said goodbye.

Even if he doesn't show it on the face, the fact that Shang Shaoyan is the leader is simply too suffocating.

He urgently needs to find a place to digest.

Yun Li picked up his mobile phone from the table and turned around to leave, only took two steps when a reminder floated behind him, "Remember to keep it secret."

"Chairman, don't worry." Yun Li stood still and turned around, took a sneak peek at Li Qiao, wiped his face, and strode away.

That night, Yun Li took advantage of the night to leave Pepper Manor.

The luxury car drove through the quiet streets of Palma, desperately heading towards the edge of the city.

Discovering the identity of the leader should have been something to be happy about.

But Yun Li was driving the car, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and couldn't be happy no matter what.

Fuck, worry!

...

The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning, a group of people set foot on their way home.

As Yanhuang's special plane climbed rapidly, Li Qiao looked at the gradually shrinking city map outside the porthole, and looked away lightly.

Perhaps he will come back sooner or later, but he only hopes that Shang Zonghai can translate all the contents of "The Autobiography of the Stock God" by then.

Li Qiao kept her word, she had never read the contents of the brocade box.

Everything, just waiting to return to Nanyang to solve the mystery.

Three and a half hours later, at 8:30 a.m. domestic time, the plane landed at Nanyang International Airport.

The Rolls motorcade has been waiting on the tarmac for a long time.

After getting in the car, Shang Yu ordered to go directly to Nanyang Mansion. Li Qiao sat beside him, thought for a while, and then said, "Take me to Yanhuang Private Hospital first."

The man turned his head to look at her, his thick eyebrows were wrinkled, "Uncomfortable?"

"No." Looking at the familiar street scene outside the window, Li Qiao pursed her lips and said, "I'll go and see Li San, you go back first."