The Favored Heiress
Chapter 205: Zhui Feng Courts Death Again

Chapter 205: Chapter 205: Zhui Feng Courts Death Again

Zhui Feng: "???"

Upon looking over, he realized the comment was directed at him.

So, you’re telling me you chat with your girlfriend, ignoring the conference content, and now you expect me to take the minutes?

Shang Yu didn’t hear Zhui Feng’s response. He slightly turned his head, his expression coldly narrowing his eyes, "Any problems?"

Zhui Feng’s breath hitched, and his face, more coquettish than a woman’s, immediately brimmed with a smile, he said obsequiously, "Of course, no problem, Boss. Rest assured, I’ll be very thorough."

Having said that, Zhui Feng stuffed his phone back into his pocket and began taking notes with his laptop in his arms.

Liuyun beside him gave him a sympathetic look.

What to say.

Zhui Feng had once again dug his own grave.

He might not have noticed, but just now, the live broadcast camera suddenly cut to a shot of the bigwigs in the front row, where Zhui Feng, seated beside Shang Yu, was unsurprisingly included in the frame.

And then, on the large screen of the live broadcast, everyone saw Zhui Feng stealthily peering at Shang Yu’s phone...

Liuyun sighed with hand to forehead, feeling that the days of being ’one assistant short of the big four’ were drawing ever closer.

...

Two hours later, the meeting was over.

Liuyun and Zhui Feng followed Shang Yu out of the business hall.

As soon as they arrived at the banquet area, Liuyun received a call. After listening to the report, he quickly walked up to Shang Yu.

"Boss, I just got news that Tu Anliang from South City has suddenly contacted forces from North City and West City, saying he wants to investigate... Miss Li."

Hearing this, Shang Yu passed a champagne glass and looked at Liuyun with a deep gaze, "For what reason?"

Liuyun coughed into his fist by his mouth, "It’s, it’s said that Miss Li broke his finger this morning."

Such a formidable Miss Li!

Shang Yu narrowed his cold eyes, his handsome features taking on a frosty edge.

Liuyun observed his expression, stepped forward, and suggested, "Boss, should we warn Tu Anliang? If he joins forces with the other two, targeting Miss Li, I’m afraid..."

"No need," said Shang Yu, looking down at his champagne glass, swirling it, taking a small sip, "Before the South Sea Conference, leave him alone. Keep him busy and unable to leave South City for a while."

"Yes."

...

At eleven in the morning, Li Qiao and Luoyu parted at the coffee shop, then she drove straight to the vicinity of the tube houses.

The small restaurant facing the street was not yet in its peak dining period, with only a few people inside.

Guan Mingyu, sitting by the window, looked around from time to time. When she saw Li Qiao getting out of the car, she hurriedly stood up to greet her.

"Miss Li."

Guan Mingyu’s cheeks were already plump, and as she smiled in greeting, her features seemed even more crowded.

Li Qiao walked up to the small table, nodded, and motioned for her to sit.

Guan Mingyu pushed a bottle of cola in front of her, explaining with some restraint, "They don’t have milk tea in this restaurant, so I ordered cola for you... "

Li Qiao thanked her and looked up at Guan Mingyu, getting straight to the point, "Regarding your health condition, the lab has conducted a genetic test. They are considering establishing a project team to specifically begin researching your illness."

At this, Guan Mingyu’s eyes lit up, "Really?"

Li Qiao nodded lightly, her fingers lifting slightly, "Don’t get excited yet. I called you here today to ask your thoughts. Once the lab starts the research, unless it yields no results, the project will go deeper.

During this process, they may need your cooperation, including providing your blood or hair for periodic testing and... participating in human trials for certain targeted drugs.

So think it over carefully, whether you want to sign a volunteer agreement with the lab to cooperate with all their research as a volunteer."