Chapter 121: Killing Chickens and Monkeys

Chapter 121 is inexplicably flustered

“...... According to the results of the big data analysis of these two meetings, the proportion of Chinese people traveling accounts for more than 30% of the world's proportion, and it is more feasible to use the hotel trademark that has been registered in China for five years to start the overseas market. ”

"But when Chinese people choose to stay in a hotel when they travel, they must first consider a famous hotel abroad! When you go abroad, will you choose a mid-range hotel brand to launch from China? ”

"If that's the case, what's the point of the prestigious foreign hotels that the WL Group has acquired over the years?"

Li Yeting was silent, listening to the people under his hands arguing.

After talking for a while, they saw Li Yeting staring at them expressionlessly, and gradually, their voices became softer.

Once Li Yeting didn't speak for a long time, it proved that they were going to be finished.

Several people looked at each other, completely afraid to speak.

At this time, in Li Yeting's mind, what he saw just now, the back behind Uncle Qin.

There is also Fang Cai Fu Ci who said that Qingyun is a little girl, and her hacking skills are first-class.

All of them overlapped with Joe's only one.

......

"Master isn't here today?" Qiao Wei packed his backpack, his expression softened, and he turned his head to ask Uncle Qin on the side.

"He hasn't been here for a few days, but when I heard that you were back, he said he wanted to see you." Uncle Qin replied with a smile.

King and Mo Shi have known each other since childhood, and the two are very familiar with each other, and after Qiao Wei entered the truth, King specially invited Mo Shi to teach Qiao Wei to learn martial arts alone.

And "King's Landing", in fact, the major shareholder behind it is also King, and joining "King's Landing" is the only way that the ink maker uses to test Joe. And as it turned out, Joe was the only one who didn't disappoint the ink man.

"I should stay in China for a while, don't worry, wait for him to finish the business at hand first." Joe smiled and replied.

Seeing that Qiao only seemed to be in a hurry to leave, Uncle Qin asked her, "Why don't you just rest here?" Return? ”

"Well, something." Joe was inexplicably a little flustered.

And Sui Sui is still asleep at home, she has been out for almost two hours, she should go back, and she is not at ease when the child is alone in the county government.

"If you have any difficulties, tell us, the ink is ......"

"The fewer times I meet with Master, the better, after all, the people I come into contact with here are complicated." Qiao Weiwei shook his head and replied, "And there are King and the Tang family." ”

Uncle Qin didn't say anything, and personally sent Qiao Wei to the back door.

"By the way, you told Master that the number of asthma attacks in Ning Ning is very small, thanks to him." Qiao Wei hurriedly said to Uncle Qin, "Ning Ning also said that she missed him, and asked him when he would be able to go back to Country B to see her." ”

"The Inkman misses her too." Uncle Qin's eyes were full of relief.

When Qiao Wei returned to country B last time, Ning Ning had at least talked about the ink man dozens of times, and Qiao was the only one who knew that it was because the ink man was handsome and had a gentle temper, and while he could cure Ning Ning, he was patient with Ning Ning, and Ning Ning didn't like him.

As the two spoke, Joe said goodbye, turned around and hurriedly disappeared into the alleyway.

Li Yeting stood in front of the door, silent, staring at Qiao's only messy shoes at the door for a while.

The room was quiet, without a single murmur.

He reached out, gently twisted the doorknob, and pushed the door open.

It was sixteen tonight, and the moonlight was good, and through Joe's only half-drawn curtain, it was poured out on the bed.

Qiao Weiwei and Sui Sui were close to each other, they were both breathing evenly, and they were sleeping soundly.

Li Yeting stared at Qiao's only quiet sleeping face, and for a while, he silently breathed a sigh of relief.

He came back immediately, just to verify whether she was Qingyun or not, and if she was, she must also be Suzaku.