Chapter 1012 Can't Tell Me?
Tang Li said, with a little temptation, looked at the man beside him: "If I want those antiques, will you promise me?"
Song Boyan leaned back on the bench and covered her left hand beside the chair with a big hand: "It's not the same, and there are alternatives of equal value."
"You might as well just say you can't give it to me."
Tang Li was broken.
"So, Your Excellency is not omnipotent." These words are like a joke and a provocation.
Song Boyan smiled.
At this time, Tang Li was a little domineering, and her untroubled appearance was caught in Song Boyan's eyes. He didn't think it was offensive, but wanted to let her be in this state more and more.
This is the age of wanton publicity.
Less fetters, less planning and action, in order to live comfortably.
No matter how good-looking glassware is, it restricts the growth of plant rhizomes.
Beneath the greenery is a bounded heart.
It is the expectation of many adults to hope that his son will become a dragon. Song Boyan admits that he is not exempt.
But Tang Li is not his child, so the so-called expectation does not exist. His only requirement for Tang Li is to be happy and comfortable for the rest of his life.
The lively and playful Tang Li is the favorite of Song Boyan.
Similarly, Tang Li, who is full of bad water, is also liked by Song Boyan.
"If it is truly omnipotent, it is also time to become an immortal."
Tang Li of course knew that even the head of a country would be restricted by rules and regulations, such as Congress and the courts, how could he really do whatever he wanted.
So, she spoke again, without poking people's 'sores': "I just asked casually."
Saying that, turning up the toes of his shoes, he said, "It's best to return something like this to the country."
Inside and out, he still doesn't admit that he found someone to throw an antique into the National Mall.
Seeing that Tang Li was slippery or not, Song Boyan didn't push people too hard. He didn't mention the box of antiques to pursue anything. He simply changed the subject: "There is a Xinxin bar in the suburbs, have you heard of it?"
"..." Tang Li regretted drinking up the cup of sugarcane water so quickly.
Otherwise, I can still take a sip now.
Song Boyan knew about Xinxin Bar, which meant that what she had done had more or less leaked out.
"This question is difficult to answer?" Song Boyan asked again.
Speaking of this, Tang Li no longer quibble.
No matter how quibble it is, there is no point in arguing, so I just broke the jar and said, "Since you already know, why are you still asking me?"
"After all, the content of hearsay is not as accurate as my own statement." Song Boyan's magnetic voice sounded in her ear: "Can't you tell me?"
Tang Li turned his eyes and met Song Boyan's extremely gentle expression.
With just one glance, she disarmed and surrendered.
"It's not that I can't say it." Tang Li retracted his gaze and replied simply: "It's just to pay someone to do something. The owner of the bar just happens to have some connections."
"That's what they did when Ethan went to the hospital."
Thinking of the existence of [Bamboo Orioles], Tang Li specially explained: "For me, these are not big troubles that can't be solved."
"The first time I went to a bar, I wore a hat and a mask. Later, when I contacted the other party's space card, the money I promised to give to the other party didn't need to be transferred online."
In short, she did not reveal her identity.
Even if the Li family went to the bar, they couldn't touch her melon.
As long as she doesn't admit it, suspicion will always be just suspicion.
Besides, not everyone is Song Boyan.
Throughout the entire S country, there are not many people who have the power to check the national highway traffic monitoring system.
In fact, Tang Li had already guessed that the bar owner would reveal his identity. Nine times out of ten, he was photographed by roadside surveillance when he dropped a suitcase at the National Mall.
This plan is not foolproof.
But she still did it.
In the end, it's just a matter of heart.
Because she knew that even if she messed up, someone would come to cover for her.
Now this person is by his side.
"I'm not that smart, and I don't have any special skills." Tang Li said again: "But I still want to try and do things that are related to myself."
Good night.