After hanging up the phone, his eyes fell on Xiahou Qiyang's face.
It was a clean and handsome face, with a slight frown between the eyebrows, which seemed to hide a lot of thoughts...
Su Qingyang pulled up a chair and sat next to them, enjoying it as if admiring a plaything...
The foundation of the Xiahou family will fall on this man named Xiahou Qiyang in the future. I wonder how much better he is than his grandmother Mo Zixiao?
Having been a volunteer for so long, I haven't been able to get in touch with Mo Zixiao completely, but I have somewhat touched upon the temperament of that weird old lady...
Su Qingyang reached out and touched Xiahou Qiyang's face. How much potential could be hidden under such a young face?
Su Qingyang is a peer of the Xiahou Group, and also the most powerful enemy of the Xiahou Group...
However, it has never been able to surpass Xiahou Group in terms of market share.
There are naturally many reasons. Su Qingyang was able to analyze some of the superficial ones, but was unable to dig deeper into some of the more critical and substantive things.
Therefore, as the president of Nayali, Su Qingyang decided to personally break into the enemy's camp, so that he could know himself and the enemy and win every battle...
"Mr. Su!"
Xiao An rushed over quickly and stood upright looking at Su Qingyang.
"Oh, here you go, carry them to the car..."
Su Qingyang pointed at the two people sleeping soundly on the ground, with a faint smile on her face.
"Who are these two?"
Xiao An is Su Qingyang's driver and bodyguard. In the past two years, Nayali has grown bigger and bigger, and naturally more and more people want Su Qingyang's life.
He couldn't let Su Qingyang be in any danger at all. He would interrogate anyone he didn't know step by step.
"Don't worry, these two are distinguished people. They won't be interested in me. What's more, I know them, but they don't know me. Get in the car!!"
"Yes!!" Xiao An stepped forward and picked up Qiao Zimo who was lying on Xiahou Qiyang...
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"Mr. Su, where are we going now?" Xiao An, who was sitting in the driver's seat, kept staring at the two drunk men in the rearview mirror, as if he wanted to see through them.
"my home!"
Xiao An's hand holding the steering wheel trembled slightly, he turned his head and looked at Su Qingyang in disbelief.
Su Qingyang had a smile in her eyes and nodded firmly. Then Xiao An reluctantly drove straight to...