Chapter 568

"I tell you that if you work under me, you have to obey my orders! Now! Now! Tell this man to get out of here! Nobody in the FBI office can come in!"

"And you, get me a rag, clean the glass on the ground, and reinstall the door!"

"You have to do all the work by yourself?! do you understand?!"

Young master Yan's thin red lips aroused a smile of cold and evil cunning.

Just that smile, not to the bottom of my eyes, cold to the bottom.

Ah.

I haven't seen such a "lovely" person for many years.

The young man smiled and took a step forward. He sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. In the gentle voice, there was a cold look of arrogance and wrote lightly, "then you quit me."

The words are light, but they seem to be thousands of kilograms.

Crowd: what did I hear?

I'm not dreaming, am I?

Joshua said, quit him?

Shit!

Isn't it for his absurd ideal of solving cases that he stayed in the FBI?

Now, it's so easy to say it's over?

John was stunned, too.

In fact, Joshua's consultant name was issued by the top of the FBI.

He is just a small group leader. Where did he get so much energy to fire him?

John hardened his head. "In that case, get out of here now!"

"Go, of course."

Yan Tao smiled and crossed his legs, holding his chin with his plain hands. "We have to wait until a person comes."

People?

Who?

John looked at the young man sitting leisurely and leisurely, his heart suddenly tightened, and a little bad premonition came up

The curiosity of the melon eaters was raised.

In the silent office, the knock on the door rang again. After two simple rings, a man walked in, followed by two people.

He is in his early forties, smart and capable, with an eagle nose and high cheekbones.

He wore suits and shoes, hung a sign on his chest and stepped on shiny leather shoes.

The atmosphere is quite tough.

His dark blue eyes were shining. When he came, the police officers who served as melon eaters stood up.

Tuck in your belly, straighten your waist and look up, "Mr. Minister."

Christian Ron, director of the New York branch of the FBI's criminal division.

John's immediate boss.

He stood at the door of the office, looking at the broken glass on the ground, and John, with a gentle smile on his face, walked in with vigorous steps.

"Joshua, let's meet again. How are you doing recently? Is life happy?"

Christian glanced at Qin Zong on the office chair and his eyes shrank.

What a strong atmosphere.

What a cold man.

"Is this...?"

"My friend, surname Qi."

Qin Zong nodded slightly, his temperament was quite condensed and shallow.

Christian smiled back.

He gave John a hard look as he passed.

"Look what you've done!"

The voice was so low that only John could hear it.

John immediately turned pale.

Joshua actually poked this thing big

"Joshua, I'll make amends for John for his bad hospitality." Christian knows the art of speaking and easily blurs it, "We are all a family, and you know John's character. He speaks straight and has a grumpy temper. If there is anything wrong that offends you, please forgive him this time without remembering the villain..."