Sister Qin naturally guessed as well that the supplier for Chen Jiu must be that mysterious force.
She didn't know why the mysterious force favored her, but she was certain of their goodwill.
The rain in Xiajing City over the past couple of days also troubled her mind; with Chen Jiu severely injured and near death, part of her hoped for contact, yet she was also apprehensive—they really hadn't dealt with each other.
Now, suddenly hearing someone shouting like that, her heart sank: trouble was brewing.
Of course it was trouble; she hadn't even left her office when another loudspeaker from outside the building sounded, "Ms. Qin, on behalf of the Xiajing City Wartime Management Committee, I announce: we need your cooperation for an important matter. Please stay in your office, and we'll come to meet you!"
Sister Qin sighed and picked up the intercom on her desk, "I've received the message, I'm in the office, waiting for you to come."
