Xiahou Aotian gritted his teeth: "It's nothing, just a sudden angina."
The next day, in the morning.
Fu Qingyang summoned his confidants to the study, and said straight to the point:
"I have already sent emails to the headquarters and Jianghuai branch, saying that you have lost the Yin-Yang dial. You should prepare. It will not be long before the headquarters should send someone over to inquire about the situation."
Zhang Yuanqing was shocked, and pondered: "What attitude does the boss want me to have?"
Fu Qingyang glanced at him, and said with a sneer: "I want you to be gentle, courteous and thrifty, obedient, obedient, rebellious, and think twice when you hate the headquarters, can you do it?"
Zhang Yuanqing was a little embarrassed.
Fu Qingyang snorted coldly: "You can do whatever you want."
Boss, your tone is like a parent who hates iron and steel. Zhang Yuanqing said "Oh", and then took a seat in the reception area, enjoying the black truffle cake, ham slices, ice cream and other small snacks on the glass coffee table.
These things are standard in the reception area, even if there are no guests, even if Mr. Qian doesn't eat, the bunny girl will update every day.
Mr. Qian is not afraid of waste, Mr. Qian needs cards.
About two hours later, the door of the study was kicked open with a bang, and a middle-aged and elderly man with gray temples broke in.
This middle-aged and elderly man is wearing a black formal suit, with a square face, beard, slightly drooping corners of the mouth on both sides, deep Sichuan character lines between the eyebrows and crow's feet at the corners of the eyes, and a tough and serious demeanor.
He looks like the scrupulous and unselfish police detective in the comics.
It was the elder of the Jianghuai Branch, the "Detective" of the Lingjing ID, and the former captain of the Jianghuai Public Security Department.
Behind the elder detective is a middle-aged man with a gentle temperament in a formal suit and gold-rimmed glasses.
��Secretary of Grand Elder Emperor Hong of the headquarters.
"Fu Qingyang, what the hell are you doing?" The old police detective strode forward, ignoring Zhang Yuanqing, staring at Fu Qingyang behind the desk, and shouted: "I'm using the Yin-Yang dial!"
Fu Qingyang sat upright, without changing his expression:
"Elder Police Detective, I heard that you were strong and fair when you were young. After being an elder for so many years, it's time to change your character. It's nothing more than a prop for the saint stage."
These words obviously had the opposite effect, the elder police detective with bulging veins on his forehead, glared at him fiercely, "It's just a prop for the saint stage? Okay, you Fu Qingyang has plenty of props, if you don't hand over the Yin-Yang dial today, then you will pay for one of equal quality." props, otherwise it would be impossible.�
The yin and yang turntable is the best prop in the saint stage, and it is the magic weapon of the Jianghuai branch.
It is no exaggeration to say that enemies below the Domination level can basically be dealt with as long as they bring this item, it can be called a strategic artifact.
And at the master level, facing level 7 enemies, the yin-yang turntable can also play a good weakening role.
With such an important item, you want to get rid of it just by saying "lost in the dungeon"?
Fu Qingyang remained silent, just glanced at Zhang Yuanqing, the latter understood, swallowed the cake, got up and said:
"What does this have to do with Elder Fu? I lost the thing, so I will pay for it."
The elder detective stared at him sharply, and said coldly:
"Since you are willing to take responsibility, that's the best. I know you have a lot of good things on you. There are just two things that can compensate the Jianghuai branch. One is the heaven-sacrificing suit, and the other is the exchange ticket of the Wanjie Commercial Bank. You choose one to pay."
Are you thinking about farting? With such a big appetite, aren't you afraid to overwhelm you? Zhang Yuanqing sneered in his heart. JrNovels.com