Almighty boss can be sweet

Chapter 197 Will the Special Investigation Office frame us?
JS Group Headquarters.

In the president's office, the windows are completely closed, covered with thick light-proof materials, leaving only two vents, which are located very high, blocked by a black curtain, dim lights are on in the room, and the door is tightly closed Closed, on the desk, there is a small green desk lamp.

A man with silver hair and green eyes was sitting upright on a chair, talking on the phone.

"Really? People from the Special Investigation Office are here. There are many people? It doesn't matter. We are good citizens who abide by the law and don't have to be afraid of inspection."

The person who called him was none other than the manager of the suburban warehouse. He happened to be here today to inspect the goods. When he saw the convoy outside with a special license plate, he was trembling with fright.

That's the Special Investigation Division, which handles major cases, and even the head of the state will be polite. How could he not be afraid, but why is the president so calm.

"Yes, President, it's really the Special Investigation Division."

"Do we have contraband?"

The man's right hand holding the phone was too fair, and the other hand was placed on the table, tapping lightly with his nearly transparent fingertips. His face was expressionless, and there was a sense of calmness in his bones.

"No." The manager answered honestly.

"Will the Special Investigation Office frame us?" the man continued to ask.

The manager shook his head subconsciously, and then realized that he was on the phone now, and the person on the other side couldn't see him, and said, "No."

The Special Investigation Department may not buy it when they meet the governor, how could they frame a private enterprise like them.

"That's it, let's see who is leading them first?"

The manager suddenly realized, looked at the monitor, the door in the middle opened, and a very beautiful woman came out.

His facial features are stunning, he is tall and thin, but he exudes strength.Wearing a common black sportswear, with a young girl's immature face, she looks young.

"Mr. Yan, the leader is a woman. The person behind her is wearing a black suit, does not carry a weapon, and does not have the logo of the Special Investigation Office, but is well-trained. There is a man behind the woman. It looks like the group behind her. person in charge."

The man known as Mr. Yan was stunned for a moment, turned on the computer directly, called up the warehouse monitor, and saw a familiar but unfamiliar face.

He couldn't move his eyes away, but he remained sober in his heart strangely.

He knew that this person was not her, but he still couldn't control himself to take a few more glances. These seventy-five similar faces were enough to make him obsessed.

He closed his eyes, turned off the computer, took out his clothes, it was a big black hoodie, he put on sunglasses, put on gloves, put the hat on the back of the clothes, and took a black umbrella.

It's time to meet.

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JS repository.

Jing Mo knocked on the door of the warehouse, and soon, a man in his 50s came out from Continent F, and spoke a bunch of dialects of a remote town in Continent F to her.

The general idea is very simple, I am the manager of the warehouse, sorry, I only speak this language, if you do not understand, you can find a translator first.The people here only speak this language.

The manager received a call from Mr. Yan three minutes ago, and he will come right away, asking him to stop the group of people first.

The manager took chances, he came from a remote place, and it took him half his life to get here. He was afraid of losing this position, so he could only hope that no one in the Special Investigation Division could understand what he said. Delay for a while.

(End of this chapter)