No matter how fierce I will cry for you

Chapter 9
The child left, the door of the president's office was closed again, and the empty room became silent again.

Xi Yu nodded and asked for instructions: "Mr. Shao, Ms. Qiao's necklace..."

"Give it to me." Shao Rongqian leaned back on the boss's chair, with a little anger in his deep voice.

The bony fingers pinched the necklace, and threw it casually into the drawer of the desk. There was a 'clang' sound, which was especially clear in the quiet space.

It seemed to show Shao Rongqian's unknown anger.

He didn't write any more documents, but took the cigarette box on the table, a dark red sandalwood box with a faint woody fragrance, opened the small grid inside, and smoked a cigarette wrapped in gold foil. .

The white smoke billowed up, and the man's sitting posture became more and more lazy and casual. The satin black shirt looked a little loose, and the wheat-colored skin was looming through the loose buttons. Compared with the meticulousness during the day, it looked a little milder Some.

dong dong dong.

Three knocks on the door very politely.

Xi Yu didn't dare to make any more assertions, so he looked at Shao Rongqian and asked him what he meant.

Shao Rongqian waved his hand, and Xi Yu understood what it meant.

He pushed open the door of the office and went out, blocking Qiao Mengyu from the door.

"Miss Qiao, I'm sorry, it's not convenient for Mr. Shao to meet guests tonight, please go back." Xi Yu said respectfully.

Qiao Mengyu held a hot cup of coffee in his hand, and his eyes were smiling, but at this moment, there was a look of disappointment: "Shao Rongqian doesn't want to see me?"

Looking at Qiao Mengyu's exquisite little face, Xi Yu suddenly felt that such a beauty, even a man would not bear to let her down.

"I have important work to do." Xi Yu helped Shao Rongqian find an excuse.

"Oh." Qiao Mengyu responded dully, and handed the tray to Xi Yu, "Then you bring it to him for me, thank you."

"Okay, Ms. Qiao." Xi Yu nodded, and then said, "The driver is already waiting downstairs, the license plate number of Hong Kong X."

"Oh." With another muffled reply, Qiao Mengyu turned around dejectedly.

Xi Yu watched Qiao Mengyu enter the elevator, then turned around and went back to the office, placing the tray of coffee on the desk.

"Mr. Shao, Ms. Qiao made coffee." Xi Yu said.

The cigarette between Shao Rongqian's fingers flickered inadvertently. He glanced at Baici's coffee cup, hesitated for a second, then put the cigarette out in the ashtray, then picked up Baici's cup.

With just one mouthful, Shao Rongqian frowned.

Is the kid trying to kill him?
I knew that she, a little liar, was uneasy and kind.

Thinking of this, Shao Rongqian couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, as if he saw Qiao Mengyu's sinister smile when he "succeeded in his plot".

But soon, the smile on his lips disappeared immediately. Some people shouldn't cross the line.

……

Qiao Mengyu didn't sleep well all night. In her dreams, she was full of Shao Rongqian's face. Sometimes she gently asked her to stay, and sometimes she pushed her to the bed to be executed on the spot.

All in all, a nightmare.

Qiao Mengyu was woken up by the ringtone of the incoming call, and the three big characters Tang Jingzhan kept flashing on the screen.

"Hello." She swiped the answer button and closed her eyes again.

"Did you find the necklace?" Tang Jingzhan asked.

Qiao Mengyu was depressed: "No."

"I checked. Two necklaces were made to order. One was given to Jack's grandparents, and the other was in the hands of the owner of Chendong Casino in Hong Kong District. He is currently in Chendong Casino in Hong Kong District." Tang Jingzhan said.

"You want me to go to the casino?" Qiao Mengyu finally opened his eyes.

"Brother, there is really no other way. You go over and negotiate first to see if you can buy the necklace. I will find a way with the money." Tang Jingzhan said seriously.

……

Qiao Mengyu called room service and helped him buy a set of casual clothes, a white short-sleeved T-shirt, denim shorts, and a pair of white sneakers.

Then put the yellowish wavy curls into a ball on the back of the head, leaving only a strand of hair in brackets around the ear, looking like a school girl.

Qiao Mengyu has never been to the port area, let alone a casino in the port area, and all her cognition is stuck in the early port area movies.

Fish and dragons were mixed together, amidst the smog, a group of ferocious, seemingly unreasonable men were making noise, fighting with knives and axes if they didn't agree with each other.

To be honest, she was a little timid to go by herself.

But thinking that she had to return the necklace today, she still bit the bullet and went there.

Unexpectedly, the Chendong Casino is not as it was shot in the early Hong Kong movies, there is no noise, no chaos, but it is very magnificent.

Chendong Casino is divided into underground and above ground. The underground is a spacious hall with gaming tables neatly arranged, and expensive crystal chandeliers are hung on each table.

The standard configuration for this is a beautiful dealer with a standard height of 168, a uniform uniform, and a well-trained smile on her face.

The guests were also in suits and leather shoes, polite and courteous, without foul smell or noise.

Qiao Mengyu walked around the ground, seeing the 'joyful and harmonious' atmosphere, her heart felt more at ease.

Tang Jingzhan sent her a photo of Yang Chendong's Qing'er, who looked like a hibiscus out of clear water, with delicate facial features that were endearingly broken.

The broken beauty was not found underground, so Qiao Mengyu could only go up to try his luck.

But the dozen or so floors above the ground are all private rooms, so it's hard for her to find out, not to mention, there are hundreds of rooms here, and she can't find them at all.

Yang Chendong is the boss here. As his lover, his status here is naturally unusual. Perhaps, he should go to the upper floors to try his luck first.

Just as Qiao Mengyu walked towards the elevator, Tang Jingzhan's news came again: "Quick, she's in room 888!"

888 private rooms.

According to the meaning of the room number, this is the most luxurious suite in the entire casino. The carpet alone costs several million, not to mention the exquisite decoration inside.

This place is used to entertain the most distinguished guests, and there are only a handful of people who can enter and leave here in the entire port area.

Next to the exquisitely carved sandalwood solid wood mahjong table, Shao Rongqian was sitting on a soft leather upholstered wooden chair, with a cigarette between his right fingers, and a three-pack in his left hand and throwing it out.

He was wearing a light gray suit today, a white shirt, a suit vest of the same color, and a pure black tie tightly around his neck.

Obviously just sitting lazily, her pair of Ruifeng eyes are careless, swallowing clouds and mist from time to time, but her aura is still hard to hide her coldness and indifference.

"Brother Qian, the old man really sent you to Beijing to preside over the work?"

The one who spoke was Song Wensheng, the young master of the Song family in the port area. The young master who grew up in a honey pot has a good personality and many talents, but talented people tend to be sentimental.

"En." Shao Rongqian only responded lightly, and leaned over to touch the cards again.

The mahjong tiles with green emeralds and pure gold powder braille were pinched by Shao Rongqian's fingertips, which seemed to be even more luxurious.

"The Shao family's center of gravity is shifting to the mainland, so naturally they want to be in Beijing. There are complicated people there, Rong Qian, I'm afraid some of you are busy." Yang Chendong chatted.

Shao Rongqian understood what he meant, and casually threw out a [-] card: "No rush."

(End of this chapter)