Jian Jin blew out a smoke ring, still feeling frustrated. She threw the unfinished thin cigarette to the ground and stepped on it.
Then, she strode towards the private room.
In the private room were a few marginal figures of the royal family that she had spent a lot of effort to invite.
Jian Jin suddenly returned. The people in the private room glanced at her and were about to continue drinking.
Unexpectedly, she slammed her cell phone on the table with a loud sound.
Everyone in the private room looked at her.
Only then did Jian Jin say irritably, "Everyone, you've eaten, drunk, and accepted the money and benefits. Now, can anyone tell me how to contact my boss?!"
The private room was silent.
Jian Jin sneered and changed her words. "Or can someone tell me if any of you can send a message to my boss for me?"
These people better not f*cking tell her that they couldn't do it!
Qiao was coming.
