After Ye Wangchuan dried her hair, Qiao Nian contacted Feng Yu again, told him about the current situation in the Sixth Continent, and asked him to tell Ji Lingfeng that they had recently reduced the number of cargo ships passing through the Black Sea.
She relayed the same words to David.
Finally, Qiao Nian thought about it and called Jian Jin.
"The Black Sea is not peaceful recently, don't go there."
Jian Jin was sure almost immediately: "The old man is dead?"
Qiao Nian said vaguely: "I'm not sure. I've only determined a little possibility, and it's very likely."
Jian Jin hesitated: "Qiao, do you want to talk to Lu Zhi? He is right next to me, you guys..."
In exchange for Qiao Nianyan's concise refusal: "No need. If this attack has anything to do with me, I won't care."
"Qiao." Jian Jin smiled bitterly and wanted to say, "We don't need to make such a fuss."
The other end has hung up the phone.
Jian Jin looked back at the man who had been listening to their call, looked at his body swallowed by cold and darkness, and whispered.
"Joe still won't forgive us."
"She refuses to forgive me."
Lu Zhi pulled out a folder from the pile of files on his desk, opened it seemingly calmly, and entered into work mode.
Jian Jin discovered that he hadn't turned a page for a full minute. This was not his usual work efficiency...
"Back then...you shouldn't have touched the people in the capital." Jian Jin couldn't hold it back, "You know she cares about those people but you still provoke her like that."
"Okay." Lu Zhi interrupted her abruptly, with a tough attitude: "Go out, I'm tired."
Jian Jin moved her eyes to the left and saw his pinched knuckles that were turning white. All her complaints were in vain, and her heart was filled with sourness again.
She suddenly lowered her head and said softly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu."
With that said, he turned his back and left the office quietly.
By the way, he also helped him close the door to the office. Lu Zhi was the only one left in the huge office. He drove his wheelchair around to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the tiny illegal area below from the upper floors.
Between the Hidden World Family and her, he chose the Hidden World Family.
Between Nie Qingru and her, he chose Nie Qingru.
In his opinion, he didn't want to hurt her, he just wanted to get those benefits and benefits temporarily first, and then deal with those people.
But in her eyes, those actions were undoubtedly betrayal.
Jian Jin said he shouldn't do it.
But there is no regret medicine in the world, and there is no way to turn back time. He can't go back to the past, and neither can they...
……
On the other side, Qiao Nian hung up the phone and went out.
Gu San was coming out with the brewed tea.
When he saw Qiao Nian coming out, he greeted her: "Miss Qiao, come and have breakfast."
Qiao Nian went down the stairs and found that there was a guest at home. It was Bo Zheng whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
Bo Zheng, wearing a formal shirt buttoned to the collar, was upright and solemn. When he saw Qiao Nian come down, he immediately stood up and called: "Miss Qiao."
"Well, long time no see." Qiao Nian responded, walked over, pulled out the chair, and said to him: "Uncle Bo, sit down."
Bo Zheng responded, pulled out the chair and sat down again. Without waiting for Gu San to bring breakfast, he spoke impatiently: "Miss Qiao, I came to see you today for something urgent."
"Huh?" Qiao Nian picked up a piece of bread and just bit it in her mouth. She said without surprise: "What happened."
Bo Zheng is not someone else. He will not come to your door if nothing happens.
Bo Zheng took a deep breath, straightened his handsome face, and said with a bit of serious authority: "I heard that you have a friend in Beijing." (End of Chapter)