The manor was quiet at night.

Zi Di slowly opened the door and entered the room.

Light the candle.

My father's study room is still the same, not much different from what I remember.

The house is not big, but it has good lighting. If it is daytime, the sunlight will shine through the glass and the place will be very bright.

The furnishings in the study are simple. There are no oil paintings hanging on the wall, but a huge map of the continent. On it, Zidi's father made many red and blue signs.

Whenever the Wisteria Chamber of Commerce expands to a certain place, he will make corresponding changes on this map.

Zidi stopped on this huge map.

Childhood memories come to mind.

When she was very young, whenever her father made some achievements, he happily invited her mother to come and see this map and tell her about the development achievements of the Chamber of Commerce.

His mother often made fun of him, acting like a little child.

My father pointed to some cities that had not yet been drawn on the map and told my mother: How long does it take for him to expand the Chamber of Commerce to these places? By then, how will certain businesses be improved, and what businesses will be costed as a result?

Big drop.

Looking at her father who talks endlessly, Zidi's mother will gradually show a worried look.

"Don't work too hard. It's almost enough," she would advise.

The father shook his head: "It's not enough, it's not enough, it's much worse. I want to set up chambers of commerce branches here, here, and here! All important cities will not be spared!"

"He did it..." Zidi looked up at the map on the wall. All the important cities in the empire were covered with various symbols. In addition, there were many special villages and towns.

What an amazing business achievement!

It’s hard to imagine that a black iron could do this.

But it was this great achievement that became the cause of his death.

Zidi withdrew her gaze, walked slowly, and finally came to the desk.

On this huge mahogany desk, there are pens and inks, documents, and a small easel. On the easel is a portrait painting of father, mother and Zidi standing together.

In the painting, Zidi is still very young, less than four years old. She is held in her father's arms, her little head resting on his father's shoulder, and she is soundly asleep.

Zidi slowly sat down in the leather seat where her father had been sitting.

She has a petite body, which makes the seat seem wide and big.

The seat is quite old, and even though Zidi is very light, it still makes a squeaking sound.

Zidi thought about how her father sat, and she subconsciously imitated it, putting her elbows on the table, making fists with her hands, holding her chin, or pressing it against her lips.

This was what she often saw late at night when she would find the light in her father's study still on and push the door in to remind her father to sleep.

"Father……"

Zi Di murmured in her mouth, thinking of the meeting held during the day.

After many elders no longer looked down upon Zidi, the next step was difficult negotiations.

Although Zidi has experienced many hardships in life over the years and has been exposed to many of them since she was a child, she is still immature when it comes to actually coming into contact with and participating in such business negotiations.

Fortunately, someone with a fat tongue has been publicly supporting her, speaking out many times to point out the pitfalls in various terms.

Most matters have not been settled yet.

A small number of them have initially reached cooperation agreements.

Some people left publicly, expressing their separation from the Wisteria Chamber of Commerce. Among them was the veteran who controlled the banking business.

Zidi let these people go without any embarrassment.

She sent a strong signal to the outside world - if you want to leave, leave, I am not afraid of any of you leaving, even if everyone leaves, I have nothing to fear!

She knew that the reason why these people did not accept the recruitment was that on the one hand they did not like the recruitment conditions of various forces, and on the other hand the major powerful forces looked down on them.

This time they came here with the superficial intention of attending the funeral. What they really wanted was to use the profits from the president's family to subsidize themselves.

But they didn't expect that Zidi was no longer as innocent and inexperienced as they remembered.

Zidi firmly controls her own interests and never relaxes at all. Originally, the president of the Zidian Chamber of Commerce suffered the biggest loss due to the drastic changes. Zidi is only interested in cooperation that is profitable for herself.

Zidi, who is now huddled in the leather chair, has two biggest feelings.

The first one is rich.

Even if the loss exceeds 80%, the remaining 20% ​​is still considerable wealth.

The second one is difficult.

The battle of wits and verbal battles during the meeting and negotiations made Zidi's head still aching.

At the same time, it was the first time that Zidi was in charge of such a large amount of wealth, and she was not confident.

"Can I do a good job? Can I keep this wealth? Can I support the Wisteria Chamber of Commerce?"

"Zidi, you must do it!"

"This is your father's hard work, and it is also your hope for revenge!!"

She has never revealed it to anyone else, but Zidi has made up her mind to take revenge.

During the day at the funeral, what Fat Tongue revealed to Zidi was actually already known to Zidi.

These years of hard work have made her understand one thing very well - you can see a person more clearly through his actions than through his words.

The hatred I once felt has dissipated and turned into a complex feeling for my father.

Who can avoid making mistakes?

Especially when facing almost the entire empire's powerful elite.

Moreover, he has never really forced his daughter.

Just on her first day in office, Zidi gained a deeper understanding and consideration for her father.

"Hahahaha!" At this moment, a sudden burst of laughter broke Zidi's memory.

Then the study door was suddenly pushed open.

A young man walked up to Zidi with his head held high. He was very short, like a dwarf.

The gray hair on his head is eye-catching because the hairstyle looks like it has exploded and is extremely flamboyant.

He was holding a dagger, but he forcefully gave the young man a sense of heroism as he took out a giant sword.

"Who are you?" Zidi asked.

"Hahaha." The gray-haired boy with afro laughed loudly, "Good question!"

His voice suddenly lowered, obviously deliberately creating a hoarse and vicissitudes of tone, and he chanted: "I came from the shadows, and I danced on the tip of the knife! Fate chose to let me let go, but I chose to kill. God gave me salvation, and

I would rather destroy. The evil that implements love and truth, I am who I am, and I must be the great genius who is the best assassin in the world - Raishi!"

"Girl, I'm here to take your life. Take action, let me kill you!!"

Zi Di was very shocked.

Although it was her first time to experience an assassination, she had never heard of such a grand assassination before.

No matter how weird this assassin is, the murderous aura in him cannot be faked.

"Here comes a guard!!" Zidi shouted, raising her voice.

The young man Luoshi laughed and said proudly: "Hahaha, you can scream, even if your throat is broken, no one will come to save you. Because I have already put them down."

Zidi snorted coldly, shook her arm slightly, and shook out a small amount of powder from her spacious sleeves.

Magic - lime magic!

She uttered a few short syllables in her mouth, and the powder, used as a casting material, quickly exploded and turned into a finer powder mist, which suddenly filled the entire study.

Then, she immediately jumped, nimbly evacuated the desk, and rolled to the corner.

During this period, she had already used the spell-casting materials in her arms to start chanting briefly.

Magic - Whisper Technique!

When she stood up, the silence spell was successfully cast, making the sounds of Zidi's movements and singing become extremely small.

Immediately afterwards, she cast the third magic again - Mirror Image.

A mirror image that looked very similar to her ran towards the door.

"Wow, you did a good job." Luo Shi's voice suddenly came from behind Zidi.

Just as Zidi was in a state of shock, she was struck by the handle of Luo Shi's dagger. The fighting energy was instantly transmitted and penetrated into Zidi's body, locking her in place, as stiff as a stone, unable to move.

"The Lime Technique can be cast almost instantly, the Whisper Technique can also be cast very sharply, and the Mirror Image Technique is also a good choice."

Luoshi's interesting comments behind her made Zidi's heart sink to the bottom.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Shi burst out with fighting energy, blowing away all the powder mist in the room.
To be continued...