Zongling Biography

Chapter 129 Betrayal
Sijiu nodded gratefully, pursed his lips tightly, loyal people don't need time to think at all.

With just one small move, one can clearly see who is a traitor and who is a minister.

Ji Sijiu stretched out her hand and said to Uncle Hua, "Give me a seat!"

She slumped on the chair, leaned her elbows on the armrest, rubbed her temples with her hands, and waited in no hurry.

There were many people who came forward to sign up to show their loyalty. She made notes on the roster one by one, the order of those people.

A small group of people exchanged glances, a little hesitant.

The man who had been making trouble just now stood up and said boldly: "I, Chen Dasheng, can't accept being under the control of a little girl. I've paid off the old man's kindness. Now it's time to draw a line with the Ji family."

Ji Sijiu showed no displeasure at all, Liu Niang stood up from the chair, pointed at Chen Dasheng's nose, and scolded angrily: "You bastard, when the old man rescued you from the bandit den, , you are just breathless, your life belongs to the Ji family, now that the Ji family is in such a difficult situation, you are coming out to make trouble, right?"

There were also many people who persuaded with kind words: "Dasheng, why don't you think about it again!"

Chen Dasheng flicked his sleeves, "What do I think, I'm not as hypocritical as you, are you willing to be controlled by a yellow-haired girl? I don't want to! I have worked for the old man for more than 20 years, and I think I have already paid back what I owed. I don't owe this bastard his life!"

Ji Sijiu nodded, "Okay, I accept your choice. Then please hand over the property you are in charge of within three days, and I will send suitable people to take over. If the accounts are even worse, I will make it hard for you Let's go!"

When Chen Dasheng heard that the property was involved, he continued: "The old man promised me before his death that after his death, the things I manage will belong to me. The property is my name. Why should your Ji family want it?"

Sijiu laughed suddenly, "You want it? That's fine, here it is."

Chen Dasheng saw that Sijiu was so talkative, he was a paper tiger after all, he concluded that she didn't want to make trouble when Ji's house was in such a mess.

Liu Niang looked at Ji Sijiu in disbelief, "Patriarch, why should you give it to him? In this way."

Before Liu Niang finished speaking, several people came out and said the same thing as Chen Dasheng.

The corners of their mouths held back their smiles forcefully, such a huge advantage, if you don't take it for nothing, working for others, how can you hold things in your own palms.

Ji Sijiu crossed out those names from the register with a red pen, then closed the book and locked it back into the wooden box.

She got up and walked slowly towards the row of people, her steps were extremely slow, like a lazy cat.

Zong Musui sighed and shook his head.

Mu Yin asked: "Didn't you say that these four or nine are cheaper for them?"

Zong Musui sneered, "They are cheap because they have life flowers."

Mu Yin looked at him suspiciously and asked, "What do you mean?"

Zong Musui shook his head, "Just watch!"

Ji Sijiu's eyes looked over one by one, the purple light flashed very fast, and there was a vortex in the pupil, which made people's soul suck in it.

She opened her thin lips lightly, and said lightly: "You are not worthy of calling my grandfather a benefactor. Since you want to know about the grace of saving your life, let's end it today!"

Her voice was like a flat wind, and it seemed to be a little pleasant to listen to, not as bloody as what happened next.

(End of this chapter)