Chapter 38 This Is Unscientific

Zhao Long's return to the Duty Department was anything but peaceful.

He was like a mad dog gone wild.

The reason everyone in the security department could maintain such calm and comfort was that every good comrade there had no airs about them; they were like brothers, naturally easy to get along with.

On the other hand, Zhao Long, the little chief of the Duty Department, thought otherwise. The events of today left him venting all his anger on the staff of the Duty Department, where he raged without end. He exuded an oafish arrogance.

After cursing, he didn't forget to throw in a few more insults before running to the advertising planning department with a wronged face to complain to Fan Jian, who immediately erupted in fury.

His slender, willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed like those of a little woman.