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"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Someone yelled loudly and everyone froze. Slowly, they turned their attention towards its source.

It was someone they had never met before, but his dressing hinted he wasn't ordinary.

The receptionist replied self-righteously, "Sorry for the disturbance, sir. But I needed to take care of someone unwanted."

The man balled his shaky hands into a fist and moved forward.

He glanced at their unremorseful faces and declared, "You're all fired!"

"Fired? You're not our manager, sir!" The receptionist was almost forced to scoff.

The elevator chose to open at that moment and the so-called esteemed manager walked out clutching a box.

"Your manager is fired as well." The man retorted.

The manager who had no idea what he had done to her fired, raised his words when he heard those words. His eyes went from the decently dressed man to his receptionist who had a shocked look and finally on the two security men.

From the looks of things, he needed no