"The Ji family is no longer the same as it used to be. Not all the direct descendants of the Ji family have the ability of that person. I'm afraid he made the wrong bet."
Ji Zinyin was smart enough not to respond at this time.
After the old man with the hooked nose finished speaking, his eyes fell on her. He paused, stretched out his hand and patted her on the shoulder, saying, "You don't have to worry about this."
"Although you are not a direct descendant of the Ji family, but just a side branch, as long as you can complete the task well and surpass her in this mission, you can still make others notice you."
… Although you are not a direct descendant of the Ji family, you are just a side branch.
…you can still get noticed by others if you do your job well.
When Ji Ziyin heard him say this in such a light tone, she felt as embarrassed as if she had been stripped naked and her true colors were revealed.
When Ji Lingfeng in the Independent Continent still valued her, she hated it the most when others mentioned that she was not a direct descendant.
But Leonard was not someone she could afford to offend.
She could only endure the other party's unintentional humiliation.
"I know, Mr. Lei."
Leonard touched her shoulder gently, then quickly withdrew his hand, as if patting her shoulder was enough to express his "importance" to her. He encouraged her with words and quickly said, "Then you go back first. I have something to do."
Ji Ziyin recalled what the man said before, that Mr. Xue personally helped Qiao Nian to take on the task and deliver it. Then, looking at how much Leonard "valued" her, she could clearly feel the gap between them.
She did not dare to show any dissatisfaction, and immediately stepped aside to make way: "Okay, Mr. Lei, go ahead and do your work."
Leonard simply encouraged her again, without turning his head away.
Ji Ziyin watched his back as he left, found her cell phone, entered a phone number, and with a look in her eyes like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue, she edited the text message and sent it.
**
In the evening, the silver-haired old man called.
"Hello."
Qiao Nian had just finished a video call with Daji, and knew that he had asked someone to deliver the package, and also conveyed his words through Fzhou. As soon as he hung up the phone, he received a call from Xue Lao.
She stood up and walked to the window, rubbing her swollen brows, and asked impatiently: "What's the matter?"
Below the apartment.
In the black car, the driver heard the casual voice of the girl on the other end of the phone, his eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously glanced at the expression of the old man in the car through the rearview mirror.
Mr. Xue came personally to deliver the things.
The other party actually had this attitude, and he didn't see anyone coming down to pick him up.
However, he saw that the silver-haired old man did not change his expression, as if he did not feel offended, and actually spoke in a good temper: "You forgot that today is the day to distribute tasks. I came here to deliver the task to you."
He rolled down the car window and looked at the towering apartment building, then retracted his gaze and spoke in a soothing tone, "Are you at your residence?"
"Yes, I am."
Mr. Xue calmly opened the car door and tried to get out: "Wait for me, I'll get it for you."
Qiao Nian seemed to react at this time. Considering his age, he suppressed his tired urge to take a shower and said, "No, I'll come down and get it."
When the driver heard this, he felt that this was a normal reaction.
Who knew that the silver-haired old man had no intention of asking the other party to come down, and said naturally: "I just want to discuss this with you, I'll take it up for you."
driver:"… "
"Wait for me five minutes, I'll take the elevator up." He took the task envelope that Ji Zinyin had received and walked into the apartment building.
Qiao Nian didn't delay any further: "Okay, I'll wait for you at home."
(End of this chapter)