The Strongest Arms Dealer

Everett said he was really scared.

He himself is a person of color who has been discriminated against in the industry or society, and now he is hanged in the newspaper as a "murderer".

This is too ridiculous.

Everett was very angry. He thought it was a slander, and finally he couldn't suppress his anger. He grabbed the newspaper and tore it in half, then threw it on the ground, propped his hands on the table, his face turned black with anger, and his partner was beside him He didn't dare to say anything, and at this moment, the phone rang at hand, and he hurriedly picked it up, his facial expression changed very complicated, "Okay, thank you very much, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, looking at Everett, he hesitated for a while, "The legal department called just now, and the Asian lawyer protested that he didn't think his client would be allowed to leave the country and asked to withdraw .”

"Impossible!" Everett definitely refused.

The partner shook his head helplessly, "The colleagues in the legal department have seen the evidence they provided. If we force the summons, it will be suspected of breaking the law and the procedure is illegal."

Everett slammed his fist on the table angrily, not because he wanted to trouble Tang Dao, but because of faith!

right!

A check hidden in his pocket believes that the Asian must be in trouble, his face is very gloomy, "I'll go out for a while."

Under the puzzled eyes of his partner, he put the pistol into the pouch and strode outside.

"Hey, what's the matter with Everett?" A colleague who was close raised his head and asked, and secretly looked behind him, for fear that the other party would run back at this time.

"I don't know either." The partner shrugged, "He didn't tell me everything." He knocked on the table, "Okay, don't ask about him anymore, what do you want to drink? I'll give it to you." You pour a glass."

Everett, who was out of game j, deliberately ran two streets, stopped at a phone booth in front of a KFC, stood outside, and a middle-aged man with a slightly bald head inside smiled wretchedly, holding the phone Kiss, the expression on his face was a bit unappetizing, Everett waited outside for a few minutes, a little impatient, tapped the glass lightly, the other party turned his head in doubt, and said something to the phone Finally, pushed open the door, "What's the matter?"

"Sir, please hurry up." Everett still squeezed out a smile on his face that he thought was bright.

"Why don't you go to the convenience store in such a hurry? Or buy a mobile phone yourself?" The other party was not polite, especially since he was a black man. What qualifications did he have to make him hurry up? Things like politeness and quality cannot be reflected in wealth, but people with wealth must be very polite.

They pay more attention to their education.

Seeing that he couldn't do it softly, Everett went straight to it, grabbed the other party's back collar, held the certificate in his right hand, and said word by word, "Sir, now this phone booth has been requisitioned."

This kind of operation is normal, and he is also familiar with it.

Coupled with these two stares, the other party could only suffer the loss resentfully, hung up the phone reluctantly, and left muttering, Everett walked in, closed the door from the inside, Then he inserted the phone card, dialed a number, rang two or three times, and was picked up on the other side.

"Hey, Everett, do you have any good news for me?" The person on the opposite side obviously knew him very well and asked with a smile.

"Stop talking, I'm telling you, it's impossible to restrict him from leaving the country or even throw him in prison." He didn't answer angrily, and the other side was silent, and then said, "What's the problem? You took it Money!"

Everett looked at all kinds of passers-by through the glass, lowered his voice, "It is impossible to judge him legally, the villa is not written with his name at all, he is not the owner, what can you sue him?"

"f!"

The other person scolded a **** starting with f, and obviously felt that it was a bit **** up.

Everett didn't care about the other party, and said very vigilantly, "You can't take this check back, can you?"

"I won't get back what I gave you." The other party said angrily, and then changed the tone, "But you have taken the money, so you have to show it, otherwise, you are too comfortable with the money."

"What do you want me to do? But I can tell you, I won't do this illegal thing."

Everett was very cautious. He didn't want to lose his job, but he didn't dare. The man's height was seen to be close to 190, but his courage was no bigger than a snake.

"Don't worry, I don't want you to do anything. You just need to delay me for two days, just two days. Just don't let him leave the country for these two days."

"But he has found the legal department, I can't resist for long." Everett was also complaining, he wanted benefits but didn't want to pay a price, obviously this made the person on the other end of the phone unhappy, His voice raised a lot, "Mr. Everett! Is the price of a check so light? I can give you money, but you have no credibility like this, so don't blame us for turning our faces and denying people."

This is a threat!

Everett was stunned speechless, he really couldn't refute this, the check was still hidden in his pocket, he hesitated for a while, "I'll do my best."

This answer is not very satisfactory.

"I hope it will be a good result." The other party dropped the eight words and hung up the phone. Listening to the busy tone in the microphone, Everett punched the glass very unhappy. It hurts, but it really hurts. The man must hold back, the corners of his mouth were twitching, he bit his tongue with his teeth, took a deep breath, put his fist in his pocket, his hands began to tremble, put his hood on his head, lowered his head, and read UU www.uukanshu.com opened the door, and the passers-by who were waiting to make a phone call looked at him with weird eyes.

All he heard was two men talking with their heads bowed to each other.

"Hey, do you think this man is a lunatic? He is good at breaking glass."

"No, he must have learned kung fu. You don't feel any pain when you look at him."

Everett wanted to scold his mother in his heart, and when he was far away, he took out his palm and shook it, grinning his teeth, and then ran back to game J, just in time to see his partner coming towards him, and before the other party could speak, he started Say.

"The Asian is suppressing this matter in advance, and the cancellation order will not be issued."

The partner was startled, "But" before he finished speaking, Everett frowned, "It's nothing to worry about, I'm still in charge of this matter."

"I mean, the boss is looking for you, I think he is very angry." The partner pointed to the office, and Everett looked in the direction, and saw the boss standing by the transparent glass with a gloomy face Looking at himself with gloomy eyes, when he found him looking over, he snorted and drew the curtains.

Everett's heart sank, and he asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

"I don't know either." The partner smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Go, if you keep him waiting longer, I'm afraid you will feel his hair dryer."

"!" Everett muttered to himself, and walked towards the office bravely. He didn't forget to knock on the door. There was no opening inside. He didn't dare to go in. He waited for about two minutes before the inside shouted. Said, "Are you going to stay outside and wait for me to carry you? Bastard!"

He just opened the door and went in. Before he could stand still, the big boss picked up the magazine on the table and threw it over. Then he came around from behind the table and stood in front of him. However, due to their height, there was a big gap between the two of them.

"Stay low, bastard, do you want me to look up and tell you?"