Suspect

After hanging up, Ji Wanzhou drove straight to Zhengtian Plaza.

Sandra, wearing a hard hat, was found at the project site.

"Miss Sandra." Ji Wanzhou walked over.

When Sandra saw Ji Wanzhou, his eyebrows scrunched up with a hint of displeasure on his face, "Can Mr. Ji explain what's going on?"

Ji Wanzhou looked at Sandra's expression and his heart skipped a beat. Why did he feel that Sandra's eyes were filled with disappointment?

Even if Sandra was infuriated, infuriated, or even cursed at him, what was going on with the disappointment in his eyes?

"I'm sorry, Miss Sandra." Ji Wanzhou bowed slightly.

Sandra frowned, his eyes stared at Ji Wanzhou in displeasure, "I didn't ask you to apologize."

"The material department's new delivery driver sent it to the wrong place. He mixed the materials needed for another construction site with the materials needed for this construction site." Ji Wanzhou bowed, "I'm really sorry, Miss Sandra."