Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 407 I'm So Scared (1)

Surprised by the rush of time, Qiao Luo straightened his back, blinked, and his cold eyes regained clarity.

He touched his pocket, "Where's my phone?"

"Here." Long Beijue took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket and handed it to her, "Mei Yue called just now, and I answered it for you."

Qiao Luo took the phone, the smile froze on his lips, "What did you say?"

Could it be that he said something amazing?

Long Beijue said, "She asked if you've arrived, and I said we're on our way."

"that's it?"

Meeting her suspicious eyes, Long Beijue stretched out his hand and flicked her forehead, "What else?"

Qiao Luo sneered, "It's nothing, let's go quickly, or it will be too late."

Turning around, she opened the door and got out of the car in a hurry.

Long Beijue chuckled softly, his big bony hands were about to hit the car door, but was stopped by the ringing of the mobile phone.

He took out his cell phone and saw that it was from Yue Yi.

Sliding to answer, Yue Yi's voice rang on the other end of the phone, with a hasty tone, "Young master, there is a temporary problem here at the headquarters, is it convenient for you to have a video conference?"

"What's the matter?" Qiao Luo looked in from the window with puzzled eyes, "Is there something urgent?"

Long Beijue nodded, and said softly, "You go up first, I'll have a video conference, and I'll go find you later."

Qiao Luo said hello, then turned and walked towards the elevator.

Looking away, Long Beijue frowned, "Prepare for the meeting."

The clear voice echoed in the narrow space, carrying a bit of murderous and decisive hostility.

After hanging up the phone, he took the backpack from the back row and took out the computer from it.

On the other side, Qiao Luo arrived at the office unimpeded.

As soon as he entered the door, he was greeted with a few teasing eyes.

Touching the narrow smiles on their faces, Qiao Luo raised his eyebrows lightly.

What's all this about?
She walked over non-stop, with the corners of her clothes slightly raised, exuding a hint of coolness.

As she approached, the eyes that fell on her became more intense, Qiao Luo smiled softly, "Why are you staring at me?"

A "wretched" smile reappeared on Wan Chuyi's face, "We thought you only cared about being gentle with your family and forgot about us."

When the words came out, there was a burst of suppressed laughter from around.

Qiao Luo's head was full of black lines, "..."

Clearing her throat, she returned to the topic, "Are all the reporters here?"

Seeing that she was changing the subject, the third sister smiled knowingly, and took over the conversation, "Everyone is here, and some special characters have come."

special character?
Qiao Luo was stunned, "Who?"

The third sister announced her name, "Lan Xi, Duan Fan, Yi Xuan."

"They're all beautiful men, you can feast your eyes today." Wan Chuyi sighed.

Ling Beibei approached her and laughed, "Sister Hei, do you have a crush on someone?"

Wan Chuyi glanced at her, "Which one do you want to focus on?"

The point is that she didn't have the guts to do it, she couldn't provoke everyone by looking at them.

On the side, Qiao Luo suppressed the astonishment in his eyes, and asked quietly, "Where are they?"

"The living room on the fifth floor." Third Sister said.

Lan Xi and the others came suddenly, and Qiao Luo was not there, so she could only put them there first.

"They also sent you a flower basket, at the entrance of the company, didn't you see it when you came here just now?"

Qiao Luo shook his head, "I came directly from the garage."

"Qiao Luo, you didn't see the scene when they first arrived, causing a wave of commotion." Ling Beibei said.

Not only the company's employees, but even the reporters were agitated.

But they could understand their excitement. After all, those three people not only had good looks, but also had extraordinary identities. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were the most sought-after diamond kings.

Qiao Luo listened to them absent-mindedly, wondering why Lan Xi and the others came over suddenly.

"Knock Knock-"

The knock on the door was very soft, with a hint of caution.

The talking and laughing stopped abruptly, and Third Sister looked towards the door.

"Come in."

A young man opened the door and walked in, seeing a few people on the sofa with a slightly nervous expression.

He lowered his eyebrows and said in a respectful tone, "General manager, the head of the Feng family has sent a flower basket to congratulate, and is waiting in the living room on the fifth floor."

Qiao Luo frowned, why did Feng Wuze come to join in the fun?
The third sister glanced at Qiao Luo from the corner of her eye, and said, "I see, you go out first."

"Yes."

Before leaving, the young man took a second look at the fully armed figure, and couldn't help but wonder who that black figure was.

The door closed, and the office became lively again.

Wan Chuyi stroked his chin, and said with a thief smile, "Feng Wuze's appearance is also quite high, it seems that we can really feast our eyes today."

"You want to see it yourself, don't drag us in." Song Ao said coldly.

Wan Chuyi flicked the knife at him, and slandered in his heart, because he was afraid that she would take Beibei to watch with him, to see how stingy he was.

The third sister smiled lightly, seeing that the people beside her were distracted from the corner of her eye, she reached out and patted her shoulder lightly.

"Joe, are you okay?"

Pulling back Piaoyuan's thoughts, Qiao Luo shook his head lightly and stood up, "It's almost time, you go over to the press conference first, I'll go to the fifth floor."

The Qiao Group is officially launched today, and there must be many cumbersome questions at the press conference, which should be easy for the four of them.

The third sister and her party nodded without any objection.

When leaving the office, Wan Chuyi still didn't forget her wine.

"Qiao Luo, don't forget to promise me the wine at the celebration banquet tonight."

The loud noise made Song Ao's head hurt, and he glanced at her with disgust, "Can you keep your focus?"

She has never seen alcohol in her previous life, has she?
Wan Chuyi retorted, "I want you to take care of it, if you have the ability, don't drink at night."

Song Ao choked.

Several people entered the elevator noisyly, Qiao Luo was at the end, thinking about something wistfully.

On that side, the atmosphere in the living room was subtle.

"Young Master Duan, it seems that the Patriarch didn't offend you. Why do you show such a vicious expression every time you see me?"

The playful tone of voice naturally came from Feng Wuze's mouth.

He sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, his bright red coat was flamboyant and uninhibited, dazzled Yi Xuan.

He didn't understand why a big man likes to wear red every day, and he doesn't want to get married, so he wears red every day.

Duan Fan looked coldly at the man opposite him who provoked him, and snorted nasally.

Feng Wuze clicked his tongue, quite arrogant.

He turned his eyes, stretched out his hand to grab Lan Xi's sleeve, and said in a choked voice, "Lan Xi, you see that your second senior brother is so fierce, I'm so scared."

Yi Xuan retched and rubbed the goose bumps on his arms.

Can this guy also be the head of the house?
Lan Xi glanced at the hand grabbing his sleeve, smiled lightly and said nothing.

The snow-white clothes had an extra claw, which made Duan Fan feel displeased no matter how he looked at it, and his voice was cold, "Feng Wuze, enough is enough."

Feng Wuze pursed his lips, and put his hands on Lan Xi's shoulder more vigorously, "Lan Xi, your second senior brother is attacking me again."

After the words fell, a low pressure quietly spread.

With five fingers tightened, Duan Fan resisted the urge to punch his face with his fist.

Yi Xuan raised his forehead, or they would have a fight.

At this time, there was a soft knock at the door.

The sound of footsteps approaching attracted the attention of Lan Xi and his party.

Qiao Luo walked in slowly, his gaze swept over the people in the living room calmly.

"Jolo?"

Questioning tone, with a little uncertainty.

Facing Shang Lanxi's probing eyes, Qiao Luo nodded slightly.

Yi Xuan came to his senses, and his eyes wandered to the mask on Qiao Luo's face, "Qiao Luo, what are you doing so tightly covered, I didn't even recognize it."

After the words fell, a gust of wind passed in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Wuze had jumped in front of Qiao Luo.

He spread his arms and made a gesture to hug her, "I don't see you so much, come, give her a hug."

Relying on Long Beijue's absence, he worked hard.

Qiao Luo dodged sideways, Feng Wuze jumped into the air, and took a step forward.

Stabilizing his figure, he looked up at Qiao Luo, with a resentful tone, "I can't even hug you, Qiao Luo, you are too cruel."

Yi Xuan, "..."

It's reasonable for him to be a hooligan.

It means that Long Beijue is not here, if he is here, how courageous is Feng Wuze?

Qiao Luo ignored him, glanced at Lan Xi, met his smiling eyes, and almost blurted out "Third Senior Brother".

Pursing her lips, she said, "Flower basket, thank you."

Lan Xi smiled lightly, and asked tentatively, "A mask on your face?"

Qiao Luo prevaricated, "A little cold."

"You have caught a cold, let the second senior brother take a look for you, the second senior brother's medical skills are super good." Yi Xuan said.

Qiao Luo thanked, "No need, a cold will be fine in two days."

"Qiao Luo, I also sent you a flower basket, why do you only thank Lan Xi?" Feng Wuze said earnestly.

Yi Xuan added, "Because your character is poor."

As soon as the words came out, a knife shot at him.

"Why are you staring at me? I'm not wrong." Yi Xuan stared back, "Don't accept it, bite me."

Feng Wuze, "..."

Gaining the upper hand, Yi Xuan showed a shy smile on his face, and turned to look at Qiao Luo, "To congratulate the Qiao Group for cutting the ribbon today, Qiao Luo, shall we treat you to a meal at noon?"

Facing the expectation in his eyes, Qiao Luo hesitated.

Then remembering that the disguise on her face had been removed, she refused softly, "Another day, there are a lot of things to deal with today, I will invite you another day."

Yi Xuan's expression became disappointed, but he was too embarrassed to force him, "Okay then."

Feng Wuze interrupted and asked, "Then when will you treat me to dinner?"

He moved his steps and approached Qiao Luo quietly.

Of course, Qiao Luo had a panoramic view of his every move.

She took a step back, avoiding Feng Wuze's claws, "Patriarch Feng, respect yourself."

Feng Wuze withdrew his hand, curled his lips, "What's the matter with me, my Patriarch takes it lightly."

Qiao Luo looked at Lan Xi and the others, "Sit down for a while, I'll go to the press conference first."

The corners of Lan Xi's mouth hooked slightly, and he said hello.

Qiao Luo raised his hand and pressed the mask, turned and left.

Feng Wuze chased him out, "Hey, Qiao Luo, wait for me, I'll join in the fun too."

It's all here, wouldn't it be fun not to join in the fun at the press conference.

Yi Xuan felt itchy in his heart, and wanted to join in the fun, "Senior brother, why don't we go to the press conference too?"

Waiting here is really boring.

Lan Xi and Duan Fan looked at each other and nodded tacitly.

"Let's go."

Seeing that Lan Xi agreed, Yi Xuan beamed with joy, and graciously helped push the wheelchair.

"I'm coming, I'm coming."

(End of this chapter)