C1142 About Ji Silin's Death

On the top floor of the Celestial Bridge Hotel, Lu Jingzhi was casually playing indoor golf.

The golf club drew a beautiful arc in his hand, and in the end, the ball smoothly fell into the hole.

At this time, a round of applause rang out.

Lu Jingzhi turned around and saw the person who had come. His face revealed a merchant's formal smile.

"Boss Lu's skill is really good. I admire him