Bo Jingxing adjusted his glasses again and waited calmly for her to continue.
As expected, Qiao Nian frowned. Her beautiful and eye-catching face was clear as she sat up straight and placed her hand on the dining table. "But if that day really comes, I’ll take responsibility."
Continent F had the strongest prowess, so it was the most convenient for her to do things there.
However, Continent F wasn’t good at researching chips and semiconductors, nor did they have these resources.
In this regard, besides Continent M, only the illegal zone could meet the conditions.
The illegal district wasn’t big. It wasn’t like Continent F, which had a lot of land and resources and could dig for gems. It was a rough place.
Due to geographical reasons, the illegal district preferred to develop high technology. Only technology did not need vast land to obtain enough tempting wealth.
Qiao Nian could guess that Bo Jingxing wanted her to help pull strings in the illegal district.
She wasn’t angry. "I’ll help facilitate the collaboration between the Ninth Branch and the illegal district. Of course, you have to discuss the specific conditions yourselves."
Bo Jingxing raised the cup to cover his lips and smiled, his eyes bright. "Thank you."
Qiao Nian wasn’t angry, but she felt that she was not on the same side as him. After nodding slightly, she stood up and turned to leave. "Contact me when the time comes."
Bo Jingxing had long expected this outcome. He did not feel terrible. He watched the girl get up and leave. Then, he took off his glasses and rubbed his eyebrows.
He did not want to mention this either. However, as the person in charge of the Ninth Branch, he needed to ask clearly so that he could know what he should do next.
However, Bo Jingxing wasn’t worried that Ye Wangchuan would find out.
He knew that Qiao Nian wasn’t the kind of person who would gossip behind others’ backs. Only the two of them would know about this conversation.
**
In the kitchen.
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