The first time she faced a character other than Fu Sinian, she was still a little scared, but thinking of Fu Sinian, the fear seemed to be less. At the end, she mustered her courage and raised her hand. Knock on the door.
The door was quickly opened, but the person who opened the door was a bartender.
"Hello, who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for Shao Lu, please show him this." Qiao Yimo stood at the door and handed him the prepared note.
"OK, just a second."
Every minute, the door was opened again, and the bartender smiled and said, "Shao Lu, please come in."
Qiao Yimo was startled. Will he see her now
She just wrote her own name on the paper.
If he really helped Tong Anqing, then he would definitely have an impression of his name, and she was just a gamble.
The hand in the pocket of the windbreaker tightened slightly, and she stepped in.
The whole chess and card room is much larger than she thought. The decoration is extremely luxurious. There are a few people around the card table in the center of the hall. There are also a few people sitting in other places. Together, there are about 20 or so, both men and women. The taste of tobacco and alcohol is very strong.
I don't know who is sharp-eyed, when she saw her suddenly say, "Who is that?"
I only blame her for being too tight, her sense of mystery is too strong, and she was mistaken for being a big man.
Afterwards, most of the people in the entire box looked at her, staring curiously and looking up.
Qiao Yimo stepped back subconsciously in shock.
"come."
A lazy tone brought back Qiao Yimo's thoughts.
She calmed down and looked towards the source of the sound. There was a man sitting at the poker table, twenty-six or seventeen years old, with a wicked look on his extremely handsome face, half of the smoke between his lips, and a dull gesture.
Wearing a white shirt, it looks loose and unbuttoned, but it still looks sophisticated.
The eyes under the black short hair are staring at the cards in their hands, looking at a sense of laziness, but in the misty world around them, there is no smell of indulge in depravity at all, like a sober game world.
Is he Lu Ziyan
Qiao Yimo's eyes moved, and he couldn't help feeling a little frustrated. At first glance, he was a difficult person to deal with.
"Lu Shao, which beauty did you invite again?" Kuo Shao at the same table raised her
He glanced at Qiao Yimo and joked with a smile.
And sitting across from Lu Ziyan, the man who always turned his back to Qiao Yimo and didn't turn his head, said lightly, "Lu Shao's confidantes are too many to count. What's so strange, and then play cards."
Hearing these words, Qiao Yimo's body shook slightly. This voice... is so familiar.
Just about to think about it, Lu Ziyan finally lifted his handsome face from the card, slowly puffed out a ring of smoke, his eyes fell on her face, and smiled leisurely, "This is not my invitation, I promise you don't know it."
This is to answer the question just now, and then he really said to Qiao Yimo: "Are you going to be dumb like this? Come here."
Qiao Yimo twisted his eyebrows and stood there without moving. Instead, he watched Lu Zi extend his voice: "Master Lu, can I say a few words to you alone? It won't be too long."
As soon as the characteristic soft voice came out, the eyebrows of the man sitting on the card table with his back to her suddenly raised, and an interesting smile slowly crossed his thick black eyes.
Lu Ziyan laughed lightly, with a frivolous tone, "There are no outsiders here, besides, I will follow you before I finish playing hundreds of thousands of cards. How do you plan to compensate me and my brothers?"
Qiao Yimo is stiff, is he deliberately making things difficult for her
"Shao Lu,"
"Ben Shao doesn't like talking to a pair of eyes, even though these eyes are still pretty." He smiled on his lips, still in an unscrupulous appearance.
Qiao Yimo looked at him, and inexplicably thought of Fu Sinian’s good brother Rong Feng. Although Rong Feng seemed to never be serious, he gave the heat a dark coldness in his bones, and the Lu Shao in front of him was absolutely nothing. The dude and the magnanimous, the evil spirits from the inside to the outside.
The common feature is: people can't guess.
Reluctantly, Qiao Yimo took off his mask and hat, his long hair fell, and his small face was exposed. He looked at Lu Ziyan earnestly, "Lu Shao, I know you understand the purpose of my coming to you."
Lu Ziyan touched her chin, swept her from head to toe with aggressive eyes like a laser, and then gave a very pertinent comment, "Very beautiful, it seems that the group of people below the company have problems with their eyes."
A white shirt, black nine-point wide-leg pants, and a large black trench coat. Although the height looks close to 1.7 meters, it still looks
White, thin and slender, with a peculiarly pure temperament on his plain face, like a pitiful little flower, especially in this smoky place, it set off a bit of immortality.
So much so that the other Kuo Shao in the audience looked straight, "Lu Shao, this little girl is not bad, a new artist in your company?"
Can be praised by Lu Shao, the few women present were a little tasteful, and said sourly: "Why do I look a little familiar?"
Qiao Yimo forcibly endured the "seeking evil" of ignoring the people around him, and hoped that Lu Ziyan continued to pray, "Lu Shao, I just take a few minutes of your time to ask things to understand."
"Heh..." As soon as she finished her words, the poker friends at the table laughed and joked: "Little sister, you really underestimate Lu Shao's persistence. A few minutes is not enough."
After speaking, everyone in the room burst into laughter.
Qiao Yimo's heart burst into anger, and he hated this kind of upscale mixed world.
Just before she could react, she heard a "bang", and the man who had just spoken kicked the man and the chair with his back to her.
Then came a calm tone, "It's really ugly to smile, do you want me to help you get a plastic surgery?"
Kuo Shao, who fell to the ground, looked stiff, and even more confused, "Second, second master, are you?"
Lu Ziyan looked like it had nothing to do with him, but suddenly raised his handsome eyebrows, looked at the man opposite, his eyes were amused, "Second Ye Rong knows Miss Qiao?"
what
Qiao Yimo was still slightly shocked, this time he was completely shocked.
Rong, Erye Rong
Her face turned pale, she looked at the back of the man's head, her eyes trembled, is he Rong Feng
How could Rong Feng and Lu Ziyan play cards together
The man in the gray shirt finally turned his head, a handsome face with no margin, with a smile but a smile, but he just glanced at her, then turned away faintly, and said with a slight smile: "If you know the name, you know, oh, then I should have known each other."
"Oh, I remember, she's the one... that, Joe, Qiao Yimo?" The woman who was puzzled just turned her phone and finally remembered, exclaiming.
Although people have never seen it before, the three words Qiao Yimo have appeared on the Internet more frequently recently, and they are all in the headlines.
(End of this chapter)