"Okay, Miss Ji is indeed a straightforward person." Simon finished his glass and immediately smiled.
Ji Ziyin put down the cup generously: "I should drink the wine the president offered me."
"Miss Ji is too polite."
Simon smiled generously, and after going through the formalities without beating around the bush, he sat down and asked on behalf of everyone: "I want to ask Miss Ji a favor... An arms dealer came to the Independent Continent, and I want to ask Miss Ji..."
He didn't finish his words.
Ji Ziyin lifted her hair by her ears and interrupted him calmly: "Are you talking about Mr. David?"
Everyone in the box looked at her.
Even Mrs. Lu couldn't help holding her breath and asked her with great concern: "Ziyin, do you know him?"
"I can't say I know him." Ji Ziyin smiled under everyone's gaze, lowered her eyes and said softly, "I just heard of his name."
Everyone present is a shrewd person.
The more Ji Ziyan tried to hide the truth, the more everyone knew it.
They all thought that Ji Ziyin had a good relationship with the other party, but was unwilling to reveal too much. After all, Yu Qingliu, whom Ji Ziyin had taken refuge with, had already visited the arms dealer, and it was very likely that Ji Ziyin had also met the other party...
Everyone had their own thoughts and became more and more attentive to Ji Zinyin, wanting to get some information about the mysterious arms dealer from her.
Ji Ziyin always had a reserved and proud smile on her face, pretending to be dumb, as if she had no idea why these people invited her to dinner.
*
At the same time, Qiao Nian just walked into the door of the InterContinental Hotel.
The hotel lobby was as crowded as ever.
She was wearing a hoodie and a baseball cap as she waved goodbye to Ye Wangchuan and walked into the hotel. Because her clothes were inconspicuous and there was no hotel receptionist waiting for her at the door like Ji Zinyin, no one noticed her.
Qiao Nian was relaxed and took the elevator to the second floor where Daji had booked a hot pot restaurant. There were not many people in the hot pot restaurant.
She immediately saw the man waving at her: "Here!"
Qiao Nian pulled the hood of her hoodie, lowered her head slightly, and walked in his direction.
She pulled out a chair and sat down. The waiter came over and asked politely, "Sir, are you ready for the food?"
Qiao Nian raised his eyes and looked at Hanhan who was sitting opposite him: "Did you order?"
"I had nothing to do while waiting for you, so I ordered a few dishes." Daji handed her the menu with a smile: "Take a look and add whatever you want."
Qiao Nian reached out to take it. Su Bai flipped the menu twice and returned it to the waiter. He ordered some tripe and a Coke, then asked the man opposite him, "What about you? What do you want to drink?"
"Me?" Daji pointed at herself, thought about what to drink, and was about to ask the waiter for a glass of wine.
Who knew that the girl saw through his behavior pattern and said to the waiter first: "Give him a can of herbal tea."
The waiter received their order menus and went to serve the dishes first.
Qiao Nian sat down and glanced around the surroundings. There was not even a private room, so she looked at him with admiration: "Is it okay for you to go out like this?"
"What?"
Although Daji didn't get to drink the wine, she didn't care much. She raised her head and looked at the noisy environment around her with Qiao Nian.
Then he stroked his jet-black, sharp short hair, his rugged face tough and generous, and explained awkwardly: "I also wanted to treat you to a good meal, but who knew that this damn place is even poorer than Continent F, and there is not even a high-end hot pot restaurant! Tsk~ God knows how they have the nerve to call themselves the world's wealth center."
(End of this chapter)