Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"Um."

Qiao Nian responded.

"Bye."

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone, glanced at the driver in front of her, leaned forward and swiped the QR code to pay: "I'll transfer it to you."

Then Qiao Nian opened the door and got out of the car.

It wasn't until she walked to Chenyuan that a waiter came to lead Qiao Nian in.

The driver smacked his lips and said in shock, "There are really people who take taxis here to eat."

…

The open-air restaurant on the top floor of Chenyuan.

Guan Yan has been waiting above for a while, accompanied by a smart and capable man.

The two saw Qiao Nian coming.

Guan Yan took the lead and waved his hand: "Sun, here."

Qiao Nian walked over, pulled up a chair opposite the man and sat down. She put her shoulder bag next to her and said to the waiter, "Just give me a glass of lemonade."

"OK."

The waiter rushed to prepare.

Space is left for three people.

Guan Yan and the man had something to drink in front of them. Guan Yan had tea and the other man had a cup of Americano coffee.

Qiao Nian glanced briefly, resting his elbows on the back of the chair, sitting in a loose posture, raising his eyebrows, and said to the other party without hesitation: "Are you the joint of the black market in Independence Continent?"

The black market is exactly what it sounds like – a place where everything is sold!

Since there is a place for buying and selling, there are naturally managers behind the scenes who provide this platform.

The black market is special.

It is divided into regions and has different managers.

For example, the Beijing side is basically managed by the Weilou, while the Independent Continent also has its own managers. These people are mainly responsible for integrating transactions in their own areas and selling some information.

"Sun from the Red Alliance?" The other person was young, good-looking, and full of mixed blood. He would definitely be considered a handsome guy among the crowd.

He has flaxen hair, a pair of deep brown eyes, a straight and three-dimensional bridge of his nose, and his movements have a romantic atmosphere unique to foreign men.

Adam was obviously very curious. He smiled and greeted the girl in front of him. He learned the etiquette of Beijing and stretched out his hand to Qiao Nian: "I have long admired my name."

Qiao Nian just lowered her eyes and glanced at the hand he handed over, leaning back slightly without any intention of shaking hands, and said indifferently: "Sorry, I'm allergic."

Guan Yan glanced at her and understood what she meant. He followed her words and explained to Adam: "Our boss is prone to skin allergies."

"?"

"Okay, let's talk about business." Guan Yan did not explain in depth. After all, Qiao Nian's problem had been cured by Ye Wangchuan.

The waiter brought the lemonade just in time, put it on the table, and walked away silently. He was very discerning.

Qiao Nian crossed his hands on the table, leaned forward, and looked at him with bright eyes: "How much tungsten can you give me?"

Adam was stunned and said bluntly: "I heard Guan Yan say that the amount you want is not much that the entire Independent Continent can give."

"...In other words, Sun, not many people in the black market can meet your request. Besides, such a large transaction will definitely attract the attention of other forces."

Tungsten is too sensitive.

Large-volume tungsten gold transactions are even more sensitive.

"You don't have to worry about this. As long as you provide me with resources, I will bear the subsequent responsibilities myself." The girl's broad brow bones revealed a willful arrogance, as if she had the aura to carry the sky when it fell.

Adam couldn't help but put away his contempt and seriously looked at the girl in front of him again.

young!

Really too young!

So much so that even when Guan Yan led him to see the mysterious boss in person, he was still unable to connect the person in front of him with those rumors.