"Let me remind you, you can eat recklessly, but you can't speak recklessly."
Ji Zichuan leaned closer to her: "How can it be reckless talk? Since I dare to say it, it means I can say it."
Bai Qingzhu didn't smile, exuding a cold aura from head to toe: "You probably haven't seen Xiao Lijin kill without batting an eye."
Ji Zichuan leaned back a bit and smiled: "You're threatening me, huh? But, it's nothing. If I was afraid of Xiao Lijin, I wouldn't have come here, would I?"
Bai Qingzhu could sense that this man didn't love her, but she couldn't discern what his true intentions were.
"By the way, I want to order a car from you too. What are the conditions?" Ji Zichuan casually walked around the office, looking at the car pictures on the wall, all delivered by Bai Qingzhu over the years. Besides cars, there were also photos of her with the clients ordering them.
One could say that there were many high-profile people on this wall, with diverse skin tones from various countries.
