Big Sister Qi, is Your Throat Made Of Gold?

Everyone conceded to Jian Qi's ability to bring every topic back to Tang Jinyu. 

"Big Sister Qi, if you want to know the answer to that question, why don't we eliminate you so that you can talk with Boss about it?" One of the veterans joked. 

"Didn't you guys just say that you are going to bring me to victory?" Jian Qi asked. "Are you people going to bully a weak and helpless girl?"

"Big Sister Qi, do you have any misconceptions about the idea of a weak and helpless girl?" 

One of the veterans spoke, and it was the one that had his clothes ripped by Jian Qi when he fought with her before. 

Jian Qi naturally remembered him because these were the same people that they interacted with daily after all. 

"Comrade, I think you have a misunderstanding about me!" Jian Qi's smile was as innocent and harmless as always. 

The veteran only chuckled humorlessly. "It's the truth!"