Ji Ziyin was somewhat surprised that Bo Zheng did not intend to return the batch of goods for her sake.
She walked back to the sofa with her cell phone, sat down with her legs crossed, reached out to pour herself a glass of tequila, then held the cell phone in one hand, her eyes still on the text message that Bo Zheng had replied to her three minutes ago, and with the other hand she unconsciously shook the glass in her hand.
The brightly colored famous wine creates ripples in the glass.
Ji Ziyin held the wine glass elegantly, but did not rush to drink it. Instead, she slowly put the wine glass back and focused all her attention on the text message again. She narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her red lips, and smiled in an arc with some ambiguous meaning.
Bo Zheng very clearly called herself Miss Ji in the text message.
In other words, he is very clear about his identity and the forces behind him.
However, under such circumstances, Bo Zheng actually rejected her.
Ji Zinyin was somewhat surprised by this result, but she didn't take it to heart.
In her eyes, there was no difference between Bo Zheng and the Jiang family. They were both people she didn't need to worry about, so she condescended to go find him.
The other party still refused to give him face...
Then she had no choice but to slap him back rudely!
Ji Zinyin took out the contacts on her phone and called one of the numbers. When the call was connected, the person on the other end was surprised and happy, and it was obvious how much he wanted to curry favor with her.
Ji Ziyin lowered her eyes slightly, and spoke elegantly and calmly: "It's like this, I have a batch of goods that are stuck..."
A few minutes later, Ji Ziyin hung up the phone and put it back on the coffee table.
Then he slowly reached for the highball glass on the coffee table, tilted his head back, and drank the awakened tequila in one gulp.
After she finished drinking, she got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
The next day.
Ji Zinyin only received the news from the illegal area at noon.
The underground auction house she had set up in the illegal area for a long time was gone. Black Mandragora was responsible.
One hit kill.
Just flattened her underground auction house.
Ji Ziyin received the news in the middle of the day, and her mind was buzzing for a long time. She didn't come back to her senses for a long time, until her people asked her anxiously: "Miss Ji, how did you provoke the Black Mandala people? Haven't they been in hiding for a long time?"
“…” Ji Ziyin bit her lower lip and couldn’t make any sound for a long time. In fact, she was also confused.
How did she know that she would offend the people of Black Mandala!
She has never had any contact with these people!
These are all ruthless people.
Who would go back and provoke this organization for no reason
Ji Zinyin had just hung up the phone and was about to contact Independent Continent with a headache to ask someone to find out what was going on.
Unexpectedly, before she even started the fight, people from the Independent State had already contacted her.
"Second uncle."
Ji Ziyi was still quite cautious and respectful when facing Ji Xiao. After all, Ji Xiao was in charge of a branch hall in the Ji family and had strong subordinates.
She has always been smart and knows who to be polite to.
Who knew that just after she called out to someone, she heard Ji Xiao's angry voice: "What did you do in Jing City?"
"What?" Ji Ziyin was a little confused, and subconsciously frowned. She held back her temper and said dignifiedly and generously: "I have been staying in the hotel these few days. What's wrong? Did something happen?"
"You stayed in the hotel and didn't go out? Didn't you offend anyone?"
Ji Xiao obviously didn't believe it after Ji Ziyin once again confirmed that he didn't go out and didn't offend anyone.
He then said in a bad tone: "Yaomen destroyed several of our important strongholds. We suffered heavy losses this time!"
(End of this chapter)