Jun Ruyi contacted a hitman to buy Qin Xin's life, and finally felt relieved of some of her resentment.
"We need a two-pronged approach."
She muttered, quickly dialing out another call to a wealthy daughter surnamed Chen from her usual social circle, inquiring:
"Is there any major event related to intelligent technology in the Imperial City recently?"
The rich heiress Chen Lele was surprised: "Miss Jun, how long has it been since you came out to play with us? There aren't any major events recently, and the Qingcheng nightmare has just eased a bit, so everyone is afraid to go out."
Jun Ruyi frowned: "Really. Fearful poor people, you're also such cowards?"
Chen Lele awkwardly pulled her lips.
Thinking to herself, is this a matter of being cowardly? It's about being responsible for one's own life.
However, she certainly didn't dare snap at the President Mansion's young lady like this.
