What Can You Give Me?

Zhong Zhengbai tossed his head up.

He went over and sat down on a nearby sofa.

First, he poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip.

Then he crossed his legs and set them directly on the table.

This series of actions made the team leader's eyelids twitch violently.

Just as he was about to lose patience, Zhong Zhengbai finally spoke.

"I think you can forget about keeping him in our Federal Arbitration Office. That would be a good thing, but it's not happening!"

"With his abilities, even if he were willing to join our office, we couldn't afford to support him!"

"However..."

"We might be able to make some headway in other areas!"

The team leader hurriedly asked when he heard this.

"What areas?"

With a toothpick between his teeth, Zhong Zhengbai half-reclined and chuckled.

"Boss!"

"No wonder you've worked all these years and are still only a squad leader!"

"You really don't understand anything!"

"At the scene of the incident, I already hinted at it. With your level of awareness, you didn't show even the slightest sensitivity!"

"No wonder you're stuck doing all the dirty and exhausting work!"

The team leader's expression immediately turned cold. He took off his shoe and flung it over.

"You little bastard!"

"You're looking to die, aren't you?"

"How dare you make a fool of me?"

"I'm going to release Jiang Fan right now!"

Zhong Zhengbai panicked when he saw this.

"No, no, no!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong! Boss, I was wrong!"

"If you release Jiang Fan, we'll lose all the credit!"

The team leader narrowed his eyes.

"You're planning to..."

He pointed upstairs, where the Chief Arbitrator's office was located.

He thought Zhong Zhengbai meant to arrest Jiang Fan as a criminal and have him face the Blood