Not far from the shooting range was a lounge in a glass building. The environment was quiet. There were a few tables and chairs by the window and green plants on one side of the tables and chairs.
Jian Jin found one of the tables, pulled out a chair, and sat down. She then asked the waiter to bring two glasses of juice.
When the waiter walked away, she raised her face and said to the girl who immediately walked over and dragged out a chair to sit down, "By the way, Qiao, your uncle came to work with JC Corporation."
Jian Jin was wearing a black tank top that revealed a smooth, perfect shoulder and neckline.
Her figure was very eye-catching. It was the kind of figure that people would remember at a glance. However, her face was ordinary. Her facial features were not exquisite, and she did not belong to the aesthetics of the country.
