Afterwards, he looked at the members of Hungry Monkey: "I'm planning to establish a dedicated think tank. Any volunteers among you?"
As soon as he finished speaking—
The expressions on the faces of those around suddenly froze mid-air. Hungry Monkey was the first to wave his hands awkwardly and step back: "Miao, don't look at me, you know me, I'm a Military General. A think tank definitely doesn't suit me."
"I'm definitely not suited for it either."
Zhou Shen spoke sincerely: "If I had a good head on my shoulders, I wouldn't have been stuck in the position of Head of the Enforcement Bureau without a single move before I met you, Miao."
Makes sense.
Irrefutable.
Chen Miao continued looking at the others.
"Both Black Doctor and I are in the medical field. Saving lives is no problem, but when it comes to using our heads, that's a bit of a difficulty..."
"Bro, before I met you, I, Yuan Buping, was just a gangster. The words 'think tank' are completely irrelevant to me, right?"
