Qiu Huan followed closely behind Li Qiao, his eyes constantly darting to the small box in her hand, "I came to welcome you!"
Li Qiao remained expressionless, still indifferent as water, "What merits do I have to deserve Master Qiu’s personal welcome?"
Well, she was still angry.
Qiu Huan, with one hand on his waist, glanced again at the box holding the camera, a flicker in his eyes as he spoke, "Sis, the matter at the police station was indeed my responsibility, but don’t worry, Zhang Leshan has been taken away for investigation. I promise you, he’ll never have the chance to turn over a new leaf in this lifetime."
As he finished, Qiu Huan moved closer to her with a fawning smile, "So, do you think we can turn the page on this matter?"
Li Qiao raised her eyebrows as she looked at Qiu Huan, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, her impassive expression leaving Qiu Huan feeling particularly uncertain.
At that moment, Big Brother Li Jun walked out of the elevator with a serious expression.
As the Secretary-General of the South Sea Secretariat, he was dressed in a dark blue suit paired with a white shirt, a badge pinned at the lapel of his coat, striking a figure both solemn and elegantly authoritative.
The passing staff caught sight of him and nodded in greeting, "Secretary-General."
Each call signified his supreme power and status within the South Sea Secretariat.
Li Qiao and Qiu Huan, hearing the voice, turned their heads.
Li Jun approached with a steady composure, and upon seeing Li Qiao, his face warmed up, "Qiaoqiao, when did you arrive? Why didn’t you come up?"
Li Qiao handed over the box, responding in a flat tone, "Just got here."
Li Jun took the box smoothly, exchanged a glance with Qiu Huan, and then said, "Big brother thanks you on behalf of the machinery factory. Since you’re here, how about having lunch together?"
"Yes, let’s have lunch together, my treat."
Facing Qiu Huan’s obsequious invitation, Li Qiao mercilessly refused, "No, I came out unexpectedly, I need to go back."
Having said that, she turned to leave, then hesitated, her gaze returning to the small box, and with a side glance at Qiu Huan, "If the camera is damaged, remember to compensate me, Master Qiu."
After delivering the camera, Li Qiao drove back to Yan Emperor Group.
Taking the private elevator back to the top of One Zero One, it was precisely one o’clock in the afternoon.
The receptionist was applying lipstick in the mirror when she spotted Li Qiao’s figure and immediately whispered, "President Yun was looking for you."
Li Qiao nodded, indicating her understanding, passed through the quiet corridor, and went straight to Liuyun’s office.
At the door, she paused to knock, but before waiting for a response, a voice came from her right rear, "Miss Li."
Li Qiao turned back, looking at Liuyun as he approached, "The receptionist said you were looking for me?"
Liuyun nodded slightly, glancing at the adjacent Chairman’s office, "It was the boss who just asked me where you had gone."
"Oh, I went out temporarily to handle some matters, I’ll go and tell him," Li Qiao replied and turned towards the office.
At that moment, Li Qiao slowly pushed open the door of the Chairman’s office, and a faint scent of smoke wafted through.
Near the large desk, Shang Yu leaned back in the boss chair, facing the street view outside the window, his fingertips gently flicking a cigarette.
Li Qiao closed the door behind her, approached him from behind, and before speaking, the man’s deep voice threw a question, "Where have you been?"
"To deliver something to my big brother," Li Qiao replied truthfully from behind him, eyeing the distinct profile of Shang Yu’s face.
The man crossed his long legs, took a drag of his cigarette, "Have you eaten?"
Li Qiao shook her head, her peripheral vision flickering, unexpectedly catching sight of the exquisite lunch box on the coffee table near the sofa.
Was that... a takeaway from Crystal Garden?