Pay?

Is this an insult to hydra?
Nowadays, that organization digs people instead of throwing money first.
What’s worse, it’s a hidden organization that will be attacked by fire if it starts.
In the early days, the budget for digging people was reserved for three or four times after digging people at most, and then the money promised was reduced by one throw.
But … money? Hydra says they don’t lack it!
Mark was not surprised at all, but simply said, "Mr. Pierce really won’t help this?"
"Our organization is not a labor force"
"Good-bye!"
“……”
Mark hung up and directly adjusted the seat back.
It’s still early. I just drank a little wine. If I go back now, I may be checked by the traffic police.
Just wait …
half an hour later
Mark opened his eyes and took the disposable cell phone that kept ringing on the dashboard and answered it directly. He cleared his throat and said, "Mr. Pierce, I’ll listen."
"… Richard worthington’s transfer order was signed by Laurel Hitchin, an adviser."
"Thank you!"
"… wait!"
"say it!"
"Director Lewis, this information is the second time we have given it to our organization, hoping to keep this state with you."
"Of course!"
"Goodbye!"
“……”
Mark hung up, got up and hit the co-pilot window directly, and threw the crushed mobile phone out of the window. The bumblebee tire ground rubbed up and exploded like a yellow flash.
Assistant to the President for National Security!
Also known as the national security adviser, he is a senior assistant to the president’s executive office and the president’s chief adviser on national security issues.
Late at night
When Justice Minister Justin’s bodyguard arrived at the door, he just pushed the door and suddenly saw the chair facing him, Mark.
"Hi …" Mark reached out to Justin and said hello.
Justin frowned and turned to look at the door. He was unhappy and said to Mark, "Mark can’t talk about anything."
Mark smiled and directly threw a piece of information on the table and said, "It’s not important for me to be careless."
"What is this?"
Justin put the key away, hung up his coat and went over. He pushed his nose glasses and looked through the information and said, "Laurel?"
Mark nodded and looked at Justin’s face with a surprised expression. Then he said, "The minister doesn’t know yet?"
"Know what?" Justin put the data together and said, "You don’t want to deal with Laurel, do you? She’s an assistant to the president."
Mark laughed again. "I’m not dealing with it now, she’s dealing with me. Passive is not my wind."
To some extent, the national security adviser is the president’s agent.
But this thing
Is the president trying to deal with himself?
There is no reason for this.
Anyway, it’s all one of our own. If you have anything to do, you can call a meeting and get together.
Nowadays, video conferencing is so developed that it takes ten minutes to get the message across, so it will be so troublesome.
place
The president didn’t know about it, but Laurel did it.
But these are all guesses. Mark prefers to make things worse before coming.
It is also hoped that we can see a clue from the minister’s expression if we don’t fight directly.
If it’s the president’s business, just don’t do it for two weeks and expose your own black material.