Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"Okay, Miss Ji is indeed a cheerful person." Simon also finished his glass and immediately smiled.

Ji Ziyin put down her cup gracefully: "I should drink the wine toasted by the president."

"Miss Ji is too polite."

Simon smiled boldly, and did not go around in circles after going through the scene. He sat down and asked what was on his mind on behalf of everyone: "I want to ask Miss Ji a favor... A weapons dealer has come to the Independent Continent, and I want to ask Miss Ji..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Ji Ziyin lifted her hair from her ears and interrupted him lightly: "Do you mean Mr. David?"

Everyone in the box looked at her.

Even Mrs. Lu couldn't help but hold her breath and asked her very carefully: "Zi Yin, do you know him?"

"You can't say we know each other." Ji Ziyin smiled under everyone's gaze, lowered her eyes and said softly: "I just heard his name."

Everyone present is a human being.

The more Ji Ziyin tries to hide her secrets, the more innocent everyone becomes.

They all thought that Ji Ziyin had a good relationship with the other party, but they were unwilling to reveal too much. After all, Yu Qingliu, whom Ji Ziyin relied on, had already come to see the weapons dealer, and Ji Ziyin had probably met him...

Everyone had their own thoughts, and their attitude towards Ji Ziyin became more and more attentive. They all wanted to get some information about the mysterious weapons dealer from her.

But Ji Ziyin always wore a reserved and proud smile, pretending to be dumbfounded, as if she didn't know why these people invited her to dinner.

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At the same time, Qiao Nian just walked into the door of the Intercontinental Hotel.

The hotel lobby is as crowded as ever.

Wearing a hoodie and a peaked cap, she said goodbye to Ye Wangchuan and walked into the hotel door. Because she was dressed inconspicuously and there was no hotel receptionist waiting for her at the door like Ji Ziyin, so no one noticed her. Go on your body.

Qiao Nian felt relieved and pressed the elevator to go to the hotpot restaurant Daji ordered on the second floor.

There were not many people in the hotpot restaurant.

At a glance, she saw the man waving at her: "Here!"

Qiao Nian pulled down the hood of his hoodie, lowered his head slightly and walked in his direction.

She pulled up a chair and sat down. The waiter came over and asked politely: "Guest, can you serve the food?"

Qiao Nian raised her eyes and looked at Hanhan sitting opposite her: "Did you order?"

"While I was waiting for you, I had nothing to do so I ordered a few dishes." Daji handed her the menu with a smile: "You can add what else you want."

Qiao Nian reached out to take it, flipped through the menu twice with her bare hands, then returned the menu to the waiter, added a tripe, ordered another Coke, and asked the other person sideways, "What about you? What do you want to drink?"

"Me?" Daji pointed at herself, thinking about what she wanted to drink, and was about to ask the waiter for a drink.

Who knew that the girl could see through his ordinary behavior and said to the waiter first, "Give him a can of herbal tea."

The waiter received their order and went to serve the food first.

Qiao Nian sat down and glanced around the surrounding environment. There was not even a private room, so she looked at him convinced: "Is it okay for you to go out like this?"

"What kind?"

Although Daji didn't drink, she didn't care much. She raised her head and followed Qiao Nian to look at the noisy environment around her.

Then he touched his dark and sharp short hair, with a rugged face and a tough face, and explained awkwardly: "I also want to treat you to a good meal. Who knew that this ghost place is even more barren than F Continent, not even a high-end one?" There are no hot pot restaurants in the world! Tsk~ I don’t know how they have the nerve to call themselves the world’s wealth center.”