Everyone started cleaning up the headquarters and moving out the things that needed to be moved out.
"Ah!" Chen Zhao suddenly screamed.
Everyone turned around and saw Chen Zhao pull out a corpse from the rubble.
Sisko's corpse had been pulled out.
No wonder Chen Zhao screamed so miserably.
Usually, when Chen Zhao was depressed, he would find Sisko to vent his anger.
Now that his toy was dead, of course Chen Zhao would be sad.
"President, he's dead. It's not a big deal."
"Who said it's not a big deal? I was going to leave him to my daughter. Let's see if she wants to take revenge for her mother."
"…" Everyone was speechless.
"Chanon's not dead yet …" Moore found Chanon from the rubble.
Cha Nong's life was really tough. He didn't die even after that.
Just then, West came to Chen Zhao's side.
"President, let's talk here."
Surprised, Chen Zhao followed West to the side.
"What's wrong?"
"President, the director of the Anti-Terrorist Operations Department, Mr. Leon, wants to see you."
"Oh, sure. What's wrong?"
"Uh … Director Leon might have a bad temper."
"Don't worry," Chen Zhao said. "Since he's my superior, I'll watch my temper."
Seeing Chen Zhao's solemn promise, West's mood didn't improve at all.
Chen Zhao was a very stubborn person.
He didn't think that if Minister Lei Ang had said anything unpleasant, he wouldn't be able to do anything.
Chen Zhao would tolerate it.
…
The next day, Chen Zhao and West went to the Anti-Terrorist Operations Department.
It looked like a normal office. People came and went.
Other than checking their identities at the entrance, they didn't do much else.
It was completely different from what Chen Zhao had imagined.
Chen Zhao thought that there would be all sorts of high-tech scanning devices, like retina or fingerprints.
However, Chen Zhao couldn't stand sitting on the walkway.
"That minister, when will he see us? If he's not free, we can do it another day. "
"President, be patient. Just a little bit more."
Chen Zhao's impatience was written all over his face.
Finally, after more than two hours, Leon's secretary finally informed them that they could go in.
Chen Zhao walked in and sat in front of Leon.
Lei Ang looked up at Chen Zhao. "Did I say you could sit? Are all Chinese so rude? "
West's forehead was already covered in cold sweat. This was not a happy start.
"You don't take the initiative to invite the guest to take a seat when you summon the guest. You Americans don't have much better manners."
Chen Zhao crossed his legs and stared at Lei Ang.
"You're from China. Tell me why you joined the Supernatural Organization." Leon treated Chen Zhao like an outsider.
"Oh, my ability isn't very good in the country, so I came to the United States to try my luck. In the end, I found out that the level of the supernatural here is very low. Even someone like me can become the president."
Veins popped out on Lei Ang's forehead. Gritting his teeth, he slammed the table and yelled, "Kid, you're pretty tough with your words. Do you believe that I'll send you to jail?"
"Old man, you're quite stubborn. Do you believe that I'll send you straight to the hospital?"
"I now doubt your ability to lead the Supernatural Organization."
"I'm more capable than you anyway," Chen Zhao said in disdain.
"You're challenging my bottom line." Lei Ang gritted his teeth and stared at Chen Zhao.
"On the surface, the Supernatural Organization is a subordinate department of your Anti-Terrorism Department, but we have our own way of operating. It's not your place to interfere."
Since they'd already fallen out, Chen Zhao planned to fight Lei Ang to the end.
"But your funds are provided by the Anti-Terrorism Operations Department."
"You don't have to. In the future, you can deal with supernatural incidents yourselves."
"Do you think we can't deal with these incidents without the Supernatural Organization?"
Chen Zhao stood up and turned to leave. "West, the Supernatural Organization has a holiday today."
"Come back." Lei Ang felt like he was going to have a heart attack.
He already regretted summoning Chen Zhao. He didn't think that Chen Zhao's temper was even worse than his.
He'd wanted to put on airs and let Chen Zhao know who was boss.
But Chen Zhao didn't have a good conversation with him at all.
Chen Zhao turned around and gave Lei Ang the middle finger.
"Don't ask for it."
"F * ck off, f * ck off!" Lei Ang roared in exasperation. "Even without the Supernatural Organization, we can deal with it. We can form a second Supernatural Organization ourselves."
Chen Zhao shrugged. "Good luck. Goodbye."
"I don't believe that the Anti-Terrorism Operations Department will be finished without you."
West followed beside Chen Zhao with a bitter expression. "President, why do you have to be like this?"
"Didn't you see that old guy's face? He's just here to humiliate me."
West's face was filled with helplessness. The Supernatural Organization had its own system, but its funds were all provided by the Anti-Terrorism Operations Department.
Now that they'd fallen out with Lei Ang, what would they eat?
Would Lei Ang really come and beg them?
What a joke. The most likely scenario was that they'd form another Supernatural Organization.
It would also be directly controlled by Lei Ang. It wouldn't be like the current Supernatural Organization, which was controlled by the Anti-Terrorism Operations Department.
"President, what if they don't come and beg us?"
"Then we'll be self-sufficient," Chen Zhao said matter-of-factly. "In the future, we'll charge for every operation. If we don't pay, we won't do anything. It's that simple, just like hospitals now."
"Will that work?"
"Why not? You have to be confident in yourself."
"What if it doesn't work?"
"Then we'll disband," Chen Zhao said calmly.
"Sigh …"
If he'd known this would happen, he wouldn't have informed Chen Zhao. He could've just found an excuse to deal with Lei Ang.
Chen Zhao's temper was an eye-opener for him.
"Will the headquarters still be renovated?"
"Of course." Chen Zhao's answer was certain.
West was confused about his future.
"Oh, I'm curious. Why isn't the Supernatural Organization under the government's control?"
"President, America is a member of the Supernatural Organization and has to follow the Supernatural Convention. The government has to interfere with the organization's operations."
"Then that old guy said he'd form his own organization. That's illegal, right?"
"That's true, but they can form it privately. It looks like a private organization, but it's actually controlled by the Anti-Terrorism Operations Department. That's totally possible."
"Then do you think they can form it?"
"That depends on how much they invest."
"The Supernatural Organization doesn't invest much, right?"
"The Supernatural Organization has existed for 30 years. The Anti-Terrorism Operations Department has invested more than 100 million dollars."
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