Liang Conglin was so angry that he was shaking all over: "You!"
At this time, Qiao Nian knocked on the table slowly, and the noise attracted everyone's attention.
She spoke slowly under everyone's gaze: "What a victim-blaming theory."
The FBI people all looked unhappy.
Qiao Nian ignored them, pulled out a document from his pocket and threw it in front of him, raising his chin slightly.
"Take a look?" Extremely arrogant.
The FBI director's chest heaved as he glared at her, but he didn't do anything. In return, the girl sneered mercilessly: "I advise you to pick it up and take a look. After all... your eyes don't have any effect other than reminding me of fighting cocks. It's funny to keep staring at me."
The sturdy man swallowed his anger and picked up the document thrown in front of him. He took a quick look at it with dissatisfaction.
As a result, his expression changed suddenly after he saw the content clearly. The more he read, the more serious and nervous he became, and his face kept changing.
He spent five minutes reading the contents above, and when he looked at the girl again, his eyes became alert. He said fearfully, "What do you want to do?"
Qiao Nian gave him a list of murder cases that the FBI had handled over the years. Several of the cases involved skin color issues. Once spread, they would cause a social uproar, enough to get them into trouble, or even trigger an unimaginable tsunami.
These are much more useful than Liang Conglin's explanation of reason and morality to them.
In an instant, a collar was put around the arrogant man's neck, shackled his vital points, and forced him to look straight at Qiao Nian and others.
The girl leaned back, opened her legs, and tapped the table with her fingers with a frivolous look, and put forward her ideas concisely.
"First, apologize. I want you to apologize to Zhou Xuxing personally and admit your mistakes."
"Second, issue a statement. Release a statement on your social media platform, and explain to everyone the whole story, the court's verdict, and the illegal acts you were involved in." "Third, accept an interview. Restore Zhou Xuxing's reputation, and apologize to the scientists from Country Z on online TV, TV, and other media."
Every time she said something, the expressions of all FBI members changed suddenly, and became uglier and uglier.
The girl dropped her hands without noticing, raised her eyebrows and glanced at all the people opposite her with sharp eyes, finally slowly falling on the person in charge.
"This is the best option for you. I want to see these three within three days. If there is one less, we don't have to talk anymore!"
"You are deliberately provoking public opinion!" The head of the FBI supported the conference table in anger.
The girl responded nonchalantly: "Well, it's my personal behavior. You can try to arrest me. I can go with you, but at the same time, you should consider whether you can bear the consequences."
Faced with such blatant provocation, the head of the FBI was actually extremely fearful. He did not dare to attack for a long time and just looked at Qiao Nian with gritted teeth.
"I told you, looks can't kill. I'm not scared. Since we can't come to an agreement through normal procedures, we'll use your methods and take crooked approaches to negotiate. You can say I'm being a hooligan, I don't mind, after all, you were the ones who were being a hooligan to us first."
*
An hour later, the meeting ended.
The FBI accepted almost all of Liang Conglin's conditions and was forced to add a deadline to them.
Within three days.
Within three days, they need to take the initiative to apologize, restore Zhou Xuxing's reputation, and lift the ban on Zhou Xuxing's entry and exit.
After the FBI signed the agreed documents, they slammed the door and left. (End of this chapter)