"Ha ha." JiMingfeng chuckled, turning the ring on his thumb. His bright eyes were still as wise as before on his frosty face. He said, "Ann, do you think I can only get information from you?"

　　JiMingfeng's tone was neither too fast nor too slow. He didn't even raise his head to look at Qi Yian. In his opinion, Qi Yian's threat was too weak. After all, he was the chairman of the Ji group. Although he didn't care about anything now, he still had his subordinates.

　　It was not easy for him to know what he wanted to know. There was no need for him to listen to the...