She looked at Mo Xi's persistent call, then tilted her head and narrowed her eyes at the man driving. She pursed her lips and put the phone back down, then leaned against her seat and sent a message to Slim Waist Control, who was far away in Beijing.
[Sun: Help me check the information of the third person who entered the Privy Council this time.]
Seeing that the message had been sent successfully, Qiao Nian pondered for a moment and then sent another message.
[Sun: As soon as possible.]
* * *
Ji Ziyin's black Lincoln stopped outside the First Research Institute.
She had already been expelled and was not qualified to enter the research institute. Therefore, she called Cao Yanhua. After much persuasion, Cao Yanhua finally agreed to come out.
Ji Ziyin then got out of the car and waited.
