Jonathan swung in his chair, hands clasped together on his expensive desk. He was sick and tired of Mr. Yong, the chubby man tirelessly searched for all avenues to get to Jonathan. He had to put an end to it , Mr. Yong would regret his mistake. His eyes snapped to Lan who entered his office , the man's green eyes narrowed in fury.
" Maybe we should actually get that Mr. Yong , tie him on a high pole , cane his annoying back side before sending him to hell, " Lan said in anger.
" Maybe turn him into a barbecue before sending him to hell " Frost said as he entered the office after Lan.
" That's why I ...called a meeting, " Jonathan rasped.
" You do realize for this task we do need the Goatee guy, right ? " Lan questioned, crossing his arms over his chest.
" I do, " Jonathan said, "
