The influencer then noticed her and said to her little sister: "Who is she?"
"I don't know. Maybe Alice's friend."
Wen Qiao successfully escaped from the private room, hurried downstairs, and sent a message to Fu Nanli [Luo Hui let the internet celebrity enter the cockpit. Someone instructed the internet celebrity to do it. You can ask your brother to check it out]
The person who is most likely to be suspected is, of course, Wu Junyuan, the young director of China Southern Airlines, which has been the runner-up for thousands of years.
[How did you know? Wen Qiao, have you done anything dangerous again?]
Can there be a day when he doesn't have to worry
The video call came in, and Wen Qiao answered it frankly.
What caught Fu Nanli's eyes were bright lights, wine, and women, and a foul smell. It was obviously a nightclub.
"Wen Qiao, where is it?"
He seldom called her by her full name, and usually at this point, he was hinting at his displeasure.
Wen Qiao answered truthfully: "Nightclub."
Fu Nanli pressed his eyebrows and said, "I'll pick you up. Send me the address."
"okay."
Yu Shu raised an eyebrow: "It's really strict."
Lu Youyou's eyes hinted at her sister to shut up.
After a while, Fu Nanli's car arrived. Wen Qiao got in the car and saw Fu Nanli looking outside the nightclub. He said seriously, "This nightclub is owned by a family of a member of our club. She is very protective of me, so nothing will happen."
The word "罩" has a very social sister-like feel.
The young master of the upper class obviously had little exposure to this kind of cultural atmosphere.
"You can come to this kind of place, but don't do anything dangerous."
Wen Qiao: "I just saw the internet celebrity, followed her into a private room, heard a few words she said, and came out quickly."
"What are you going to do if she finds you?"
“She didn’t notice.”
Besides, even if she was discovered, the dozen girls in the audience together would not be her match, so she had no need to worry at all.
Fu Nanli found that he couldn't communicate with her, so he reached out and rubbed her head: "If you encounter such a thing in the future, call me in advance and don't take risks yourself, understand?"
Wen Qiao nodded: "Yes, I understand."
"I have told Xian Zheng about this matter. He will investigate it himself later. Please don't interfere."
"Well, I know. Could it be Wu Junyuan? He is the most likely suspect."
"It should be him. Xian Zheng will deal with him."
Wen Qiao looked well behaved. Fu Nanli stretched out his fingers and pinched her chin to make her face him: "Have you drunk?"
"No."
Fu Nanli came over and kissed her lips, and finally licked the corner of her mouth: "Well, I didn't drink it."
Wen Qiao's brain was somewhat lacking in oxygen.
"Don't drink outside. You get drunk easily, okay?"
Wen Qiao touched his neck and said, "I can handle the liquor."
"Even liquor is not allowed."
Wen Qiao curled his lips and said nothing.
"Qiaoer..."
"Um?"
"If you hear something about me later, don't believe it, okay? Like a plane crash or something like that, I won't have that kind of thing, okay?"
Wen Qiao was a little confused about what this unreasonable remark meant, but he still nodded: "I believe in your ability."
Fu Nanli touched her face. He had already made plans to calm Wen Qiao's emotions in advance so that she would not panic.
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The mysterious debt incident caused heavy losses to the He family and the Fu Jiang family. Fu Jiang was humble and fawning, hoping that Fu Nanli would help their family. The eldest young master was also indifferent and was very manic.
(End of this chapter)