Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

But they can't move Zhong Yiyi for the time being, the Pharmacy Association is not big, and the big bosses in places like the illegal zone and F Continent owe a lot of favors.

For example, Lu Zhi in the illegal zone does not owe Zhong Yiyi a favor.

So this master of pharmacy is really not someone she can vent her anger on casually.

Nie Qingru said quickly: "Qiao Nian asked him to go over and see Ji Lingfeng. I'll leave Zhong Yiyi aside until the rest of the Pharmacy Association takes action."

"Okay." Shadow obeyed her instructions.

Nie Qingru saw Miss Xiboer stepping on a beam of light and was about to walk onto the stage. She waved to the silent man and said, "Go ahead and do your work first."

"yes."

The shadow is accustomed to hiding in the darkness, and its movements are agile and vigorous.

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At the three o'clock position where Nie Qingru looked back, an inconspicuous waiter came out of the back kitchen carrying champagne.

She placed the missing champagne on the table and returned to her original position.

As soon as she passed by, she saw a tall foreign man glance at her, and said to her in a low voice: "You don't know that not long after you left, the big man in the first row looked back at us for a long time, as if he was looking for someone...No Do you know who she was looking for? At that time, many people followed her gaze and looked at us, which was very scary."

"oh."

The girl just responded lightly, as if it had nothing to do with her.

The tall foreign man looked her up and down. Seeing Qiao Nian's cold attitude, he didn't say anything. He muttered: "It has nothing to do with us anyway. She is looking for guests who are attending the banquet. She definitely can't look for people like us." The handyman waiter…”

Qiao Nian didn't even bother to deal with him this time. Her bright eyes hidden behind thick black-rimmed glasses glanced at the back figure in the first row.

This time she restrained her emotions, and her calm glance did not attract the attention of Nie Qingru, who was paying attention to what was happening on the stage.

The dinner party has begun.

Most of the lights in the banquet hall were extinguished. Except for the light that was barely visible around him, all the lights were focused on the stage.

Pingting, the eldest daughter of the Xiboer family, wearing a super high-end G-couture dress, stood on the stage and was chatting with a microphone. She talked about world peace, concern about the lives of poor civilians, war and other topics.

Qiao Nian's temples jumped uncontrollably as she listened to the hypocritical speech above. She felt like someone was banging on her head with a clapper, which made her scalp numb and made her feel depressed again.

At this moment, Miss Sipol's speech paused for a few seconds, and a burst of warm applause broke out from the audience.

If she hadn't known very well how many families of the guests at tonight's dinner had made their fortunes and achieved their current status by sucking the blood of others.

She really must have misunderstood these people as philanthropists who really care about the lives of the poor.

Yet the opposite is true.

Even people like Nie Qingru are accustomed to being arrogant and condescending. Except for the people in their circle, everyone else is like ants in their eyes.

Who would really care about the life and death of ants that can be crushed to death, let alone get together to donate money to the ants.

Donating money is just a name!

The so-called upper-class charity evening is essentially just a social and entertainment occasion for the same class, as well as the transfer of profits through auctions.

Qiao Nian's thin eyelids twitched when she saw that the people on the stage were still giving passionate speeches, and the guests below were also smiling with hypocritical masks on their faces.

Under the cover of dim light, she took out a fruit candy that Ye Wangchuan had given her before setting off from her pocket and threw it into her mouth.