At this time, Shanglu was vomiting unconsciously.
He covered his stomach with one hand, his face was dull, and he glared at the Li family under the corridor, thinking they were going to drive him out.
The reprimanding words were still fermenting on the lips, but the iron gate behind him opened again to both sides.
The breeze blew in front of you, and on the green-stained road outside the door, a magnificent luxury caravan ran over the road and came into view.
At this time, the first car stopped slowly. After getting out of the car, the driver trot to the back, bent over to open the door, covered the roof with one hand, and said respectfully: "Master, Li's house is here."
Shang Yu is here!
Just before Shang Lu was making things difficult for him, Li Guangming received a call from Shang Yu's heart.
The Nanyang overlord personally came to retreat today.
Even as the richest man in Nanyang, Li Guangming and Shang Yu have only met once for so many years.
It was still five years ago.
Today, after the mottled years, Li Guangming, who is more than half a hundred years old, still admires and fears Shang Shaoyan.
In the back seat of the carriage, long legs wearing black trousers took the lead, and then Shang Yu's tall and tall body leaned out without any haste.
The man's lip line was slightly pursed, the clear-cut handsome face curled up with a trace of coldness, and his piercing eyes were deep and dark, standing next to the car body, making the surrounding air full of chill.
For some reason, Li Qiao felt that he seemed to be in a bad mood when he saw him at first glance.
Shang Yu still wore a pure black shirt, his cuffs were rolled up to his forearms, and his collar was opened with three buttons. He was serious and wild.
With his eyes across the crowd, he easily caught Li Qiao beside Li Cheng.
In just one second, he looked away, and he gestured to the driver beside him for a moment, and then took out a number of gift boxes for the convenience of going to the trunk.
At this time, Shang Lu, who was resisting retching, came to Shang Yu in disorderly steps, and complained angrily, "Brother, they..."
Shang Yu didn't have any expression, his eyes turned sharply to the side, and a strong pressure struck him, prompting Shang Lu to take a breath and swallow all his complaints.
At this time, Li Guangming had already brought Duan Shuyuan to the door to greet him. After five years, the Nanyang underground overlord was more restrained and calm than before, but the lofty and nobleness on his body became more and more compelling.
"Mr. Li, I'm bothering you."
Shang Yu looked at Li Guangming and took the lead in nodding.
The man's mellow voice is like wine in his throat, which makes people slightly intoxicated.
"Where is Mr. Shang, don't disturb or disturb, let's ask in there."
Li Guangming's attitude towards Shang Yu can be said to be very polite, even too enthusiastic.
In the face of the Yanhuang Group who holds the lifeblood of the Nanyang economy, the position of the richest man in the Li family is actually not worth mentioning.
At this moment, Li Qiao was standing by the porch in the foyer, watching Shang Yu passing by, a faint smell of tobacco came, which was a little confusing.
It is clear that the third brother also smokes, and so does Li Shaoquan, but it seems that only his body smells surprisingly good.
Li Qiao smiled silently, and followed the team behind.
As for Shanglu, he was left in front of the door and retched...no one cared.
......
In the living room, the atmosphere is particularly serious.
Li Qiao was the last to enter the door. The hall was so empty that he could run on weekdays, but now because of Shang Yu's existence, it appears cramped.
The man sat on the two-seater sofa with his legs crossed. Even if he was silent, his aura was still strong enough to swallow the world.
Li Qiao looked around. Every sofa was seated. Parents and parents sat together. The three brothers were seated on the single sofas. Only Shang Yu had a seat beside him.
So, she stepped forward without hesitation, sat down next to Shang Yu, and said hello by the way, "Hi, Lord Yan."