When Yang Xiao left, he was treated with even higher regard than Director Nalan, with Beibei and the other two standing in a row, faces full of respect, heads up, chests out, saluting as they saw Yang Xiao off.
Taking the elevator back to his own office, the elevator doors had just opened when Yang Xiao saw from a distance several people standing outside his office. As they saw Yang Xiao erge from the elevator, they quickly jogged over, each holding a thick stack of papers, grinning from ear to ear as if they had seen the god of wealth.
"Director Yang, this is the casualty list from our intelligence departnt, please take a look!" the man stretched out his arm, practically shoving the papers into Yang Xiao’s hands.
"Old Wu, we need to have so order here, I was the first one waiting outside Director Yang’s office, and besides, what casualties does your intelligence departnt have to report!" The middle-aged man who was a step behind was clearly discontent.
"Don’t rush, folks, one at a ti, everyone will get their turn." Yang Xiao took the papers from the man’s hands and strode towards his office, smiling and nodding in greeting to everyone he passed: "Thank you all for your hard work, I will make sure everyone is satisfied."
Those who stand here are all departnt heads of the Lin’an Patrol Office; everyone understands the rules. They enter one by one, with the rest waiting outside. It’s clear to see that everyone is impatient; after all, there’s not enough to go around, and if they’re too late, when the count is nearly up, the rest can only sip the broth— their brothers are eagerly waiting, and if they scoop up too little, it would be hard for them to explain to their brothers when they get back.
At this mont, everyone had their own sches, constantly calculating their prior relationship with Yang Xiao. For those with a good relationship, they were naturally at ease and unworried, while those with an average relationship regretted acting too late, fretting inside that they hadn’t realized this lad wasn’t just so reckless fighter, actually having a day when he soared high on the branches and beca a phoenix.
It makes sense; after all, Director Nalan of their own departnt is not soone who tolerates sand in his eyes. Being so highly regarded by Nalan Shuo, this person is certainly no ordinary man.
And the most anxious among these people was the head of the security departnt, a sowhat bald middle-aged man whom everyone called Old Qin. His departnt had so overlapping functions with the investigation team under Yang Xiao’s jurisdiction, inevitably leading to conflicts in their work. There were no major conflicts, but Old Qin had put on airs a few tis before because of seniority and status.
Now the tables have turned, and Yang Xiao has suddenly beco the Deputy Director in charge of him. He feared retaliation for past slights, which would make his days ahead difficult.
And things were as he had expected. He was the last one to be allowed in; each person ahead of him left with a smile on their face, carrying a thick stack of papers, evidently having received a satisfying response.
Finally, it was his turn. Old Qin raised his hand, knocked on the door, and after hearing a voice from inside inviting him in, he dared to push the door open, quickly put on an honest smile, and jogfreelyhtly over to Yang Xiao’s desk, courteously presenting the paperwork from their defense departnt with both hands, "Director Yang, this is our departnt’s report, please take a look!"
Yang Xiao took a sip of tea, slowly put down the heavy teacup, and unhurriedly reached out to pick up the papers for a look, one after the other, showing neither joy nor sorrow. Old Qin, watching from behind, sweated coldly, realizing he was indeed being held accountable.
Before Yang Xiao could speak, Old Qin bent down, lowered his body, and sensibly lowered his own demands, "Director Yang, there’s a mistake here; how about we make it 2 serious injuries and 4 minor injuries, okay?"
Yang Xiao didn’t say a word; with his left hand holding the paper as if he was seriously scrutinizing it, his right hand casually rested on the table, with his index finger gently tapping on the surface.
"1 serious injury, 3 minor injuries," Old Qin’s face fell, and the next second he almost pleaded, "Director Yang, this ti please bear with us, so I can give my brothers sothing to account for, what do you think?"
A mont later, Yang Xiao lifted his pen and swiftly annotated the papers. When Old Qin saw the content on the paper, his eyes widened, 4 serious injuries, 8 minor injuries— this was double what he had initially hoped for in his best proposal.
"Director Yang, you truly are a living Bodhisattva. I was ignorant before and offended you; from now on, just give the word, and the brothers from the security departnt will follow your lead." Old Qin was so moved, he almost shed tears.
Hearing this, Yang Xiao smiled, "What are you talking about, Brother Qin? We are all from the Patrol Defense Office, under Director Nalan’s command. We should naturally help each other out. This ’Director’ title is just for outsiders to hear. Let’s not be so formal at ho. You call Younger Brother Yang, and I call you Brother Qin."
"Definitely!" Old Qin clasped his hands in salute, "Director Yang, I’ll treat you to drinks tonight, you must co!"
"I’ll take you up on that, Brother Qin." Yang Xiao smiled and returned the gesture, considering Old Qin to be a clear-headed person, knowing that the leader’s politeness should not be taken seriously, and if he really called him Younger Brother Yang, that would be his own lack of understanding.
Just as Yang Xiao expected, after he reported all casualty information to Yiling Academy, they didn’t send anyone to verify it but instead promptly transferred a large sum of money to the appointed account provided by the Patrol Defense Office. The next morning, the entire Patrol Defense Office was a scene of celebration. At Yang Xiao’s request, all the compensation was given out in cash this ti. He had wanted to invite Director Nalan to preside over the matter, but Nalan Shuo declined, giving Yang Xiao the opportunity to win people’s hearts.
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