Chapter 373: My Goods Are Not for Sale

This time, it was just right for laying out dinner.

Selina and Linda were in the dining room and prepared to greet Nan Jiaojiao, but seeing Bo Yanching by her side, they checked their impulse to rise.

Bo Yanching pulled out a chair for Nan Jiaojiao to sit down and added a few of her favorite dishes to her bowl.

“President Bo, I’ve set a table inside; we can talk while we eat.”

Bo Yanching was about to sit down when Yan Chenyi spoke up at just the right moment.

Nan Jiaojiao could tell Bo Yanching wanted to have dinner with her; she declined, “Maybe President Yan has something important to discuss with you.

Business matters are pressing.

I’ll be here, not far from you.”

“Then eat slowly, it’s better for digestion.

I’ll be back soon.” Bo Yanching ladled some soup for her, then raised his hand to rub the back of her neck.

Han Che entered just then, and after Bo Yanching gave some instructions, he followed Yan Chenyi into the private room.

Selina sighed with envy, “President Bo is really considerate with you.

It’s hard to believe that a man like him could pamper someone with such attention to detail if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes.”

Nan Jiaojiao smiled, leaning back in her chair.

There were several messages from Ye Wanting on her phone which she hadn’t noticed while she was horseback riding; now she took the time to reply.

After asking about Madam Ye’s condition, she exited the screen and logged into the Killing Alliance’s dark web.

As soon as she appeared, several avatars whooshed over, circling around her with a string of excited “Ahhh~~~” floating above their heads.

Xiong Da: [Boss, you’ve finally appeared; I’m so thrilled.]

Xiong Er: [Boss, we have a mission next week and will visit Rongcheng.

You can be assured, at most we’ll just glance at you from afar.”]

Xiong Da: [Why can’t you keep your mouth shut?

It’s an S-level mission, a secret.

Do you want to die?]

Xiong Er posted a pitiful crying emoji: [But the boss isn’t an outsider!]

After he sent that message, everyone instantly fell silent.

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t speak, and they didn’t dare to continue, pretending to be invisible.

She had already left the organization, indeed they didn’t dare let her hear about any tasks, big or small.

Nan Jiaojiao pretended not to see and clicked on White Fox: “How’s it going with Dr.

Xiao?”

White Fox: [He said it’s a minor surgery; the patient needs to recuperate well.

She was shocked last time but has recovered.

You gave him twenty million and he asked me to relay a message: you specifically asked for the patient to be taken care of, and he will make sure she is treated properly.]

Of course, Nan Jiaojiao was reassured.

Dr.

Xiao was the doctor within the Killing Alliance and was also very famous internationally.

Having him perform surgery on Madam Ye was indeed an overuse of his talents.

But Dr.

Xiao loved money, and with the right amount, he’d treat anyone like royalty.

White Fox: [There’s something I’ve been considering whether to tell you.

Someone placed an order with the Killing Alliance for the submachine guns you assembled.

Wolf accepted the order and sold ten.

The goods are now being loaded and shipped by sea.]

Nan Jiaojiao’s brows pressed down, her displeasure evident even through text, “I made it a rule, my things are not for sale.”

White Fox: [I tried to advise against it but was unsuccessful.

If you’re unhappy, I will intercept it.]

Nan Jiaojiao huffed lightly, about to log off, when White Fox followed up with: [The other party provided a photo.

Wolf recognized it as your assembly and thought it was your acquaintance, which is why he sold it.]

Was it Yaen Chi?

White Fox paused, then realized, [It wasn’t at your instruction?]

Nan Jiaojiao logged off the dark web and located the cargo ship at sea transporting the goods.

Several red dots on the map moved slowly, and with a few clicks, the cargo ship was sunk.

Yaen Chi received the news two minutes later and was shocked.