But this doesn’t an Yuan Gang is a temperantal robot, continuing a series of hard confrontations, ultimately aiming for a decisive outco.
By then, Ding Yishan, an ordinary person without Extraordinary Power, would likely not have it easy.
The atmosphere in the conference room was becoming increasingly tense.
Ding Yishan’s expression was serious, with both hands flat on the table, knuckles slightly exerting force, as he stared directly at Yuan Gang without the slightest flinch:
"City Lord Yuan, I am the Station Chief, responsible for the protection work in the Buffer Zone. I can take the position of group leader, but who will take over the duties of the Inspection Station? If sothing goes wrong, who will bear the responsibility?"
Responsibility again!
Once again, this naked question was laid out in the open!
If the previous question left everyone sowhat caught off guard, this statent made it clear to the perceptive ones in the room.
Is this an attempt to take advantage of the situation and start intervention in the power division of the Outer City?
But... so directly?
Not to ntion whether those present would agree, but would Yuan Gang, the Deputy City Lord, agree?
"If you leave, can’t Harlem take over?"
Yuan Gang continued to question, his tone revealing no emotion.
"Harlem can take over, but who will manage the north and south rapid inspection stations under his command?"
Ding Yishan was relentless, his tone suddenly rising, "The number of migrants is too large, Central Station alone cannot handle it. The north and south stations must imdiately start diversion, with the daily flow exceeding ten thousand being the norm. If there’s any oversight at these stations and an infection source starts spreading, the risk is ten tis greater than Outer City construction."
"City Lord Yuan, I wonder who will bear this risk?"
"Interesting."
Yuan Gang suddenly smiled, a shallow smile that seed like a crack, montarily easing the tense air.
He pondered, then, just like last ti with Yu Hong, he chose the most straightforward path.
"Station Chief Ding, feel free to speak your mind. I ntioned at yesterday’s migration eting that Outer City construction requires the whole city’s effort, no departnt can avoid it."
"Anyone with opinions or ideas can speak up, and if mistakes occur, I will take responsibility, ensuring no one dares to retaliate afterward."
"City Lord Yuan, I don’t have any special ideas."
Ding Yishan’s gaze slowly swept around, finally landing back on Yuan Gang, "I just feel that continuing this discussion is purely a waste of ti and doesn’t offer any substantial help for our upcoming work in settling the migrants."
"Well said, very well said." Unexpectedly, Yuan Gang stood up and began applauding.
With his simple, capable attire of a washed long shirt and wide-leg hemp pants, it seed less like he was in a eting deciding the fate of hundreds of thousands and more like he was in a classroom hearing a student solve a problem, the satisfaction arriving naturally and purely.
However.
This applause, falling in the dead-silent conference room, ultimately felt sowhat jarring.
Ordinarily, perhaps everyone present would imdiately stand up and applaud, following suit to elevate Ding Yishan, forcing him to provide clear solutions today, ideally taking all the responsibility himself.
But today, no one dared to move.
Why?
Because Ding Yishan’s behavior was too uncharacteristic.
The Station Chief, who always followed behind Liu Kun, speaking softly and even timidly, seed like a changed person, making people montarily feel as if Happiness City had returned to its forr tripartite standoff.
Daring to ntion Cheng Wu, daring to confront the Deputy City Lord, daring to publicly expose everyone’s evasions.
The aura of being difficult to provoke was almost blatantly telling everyone to try if they dared.
Because the ss involving hundreds of thousands, nearly a million migrants was imnse.
According to the morning’s reports, after the Wanderer arrived in Yueye Shelter City, he hadn’t stopped but continued towards the border of Stone Province, seemingly heading to the neighboring Sea Province.
However, the number of people affected by his crossing kept increasing, with estimates now soaring.
From an initial half a million minimum to seven hundred thousand, eight hundred thousand... nearly a million!
The increase in numbers wasn’t a small matter of constructing a few buildings and paving so roads.
It required creating a living space for a group of people with nothing, amidst the rain, mud, and unknown risks.
Any error in these processes could trigger a chain reaction; no one could ensure they would erge unscathed.
Because these troubles, as long as a bit was shared onto them, would beco an overwhelming burden.
Even more so... after Yuan Gang said this, Ding Yishan had justifiably gained the ability to drag anyone or any departnt into the ss.
Who dares to set a trap will be damned to suffer together!
"Wasting ti... very well said!"
Yuan Gang stopped clapping, exhaling a slight breath, his face full of contentnt, "It’s been a long ti since I’ve heard anyone say those four words here."
Before he finished speaking, a slight air current disturbance arose in the conference room.
Nobody saw what Yuan Gang did.
It wasn’t like Hou Rui, releasing a burst of energy, nor was it as grand as Carl Dickinson.
But in the span of a breath, everyone sitting in the sa row as Ding Yishan felt their bodies sway slightly, as if a thin veil covered their vision.
When the daze cleared, everyone realized, to their astonishnt, that the seats and tables on the left had completely switched places.
Carl Dickinson, who originally sat at the head on the right, raised his head and turned, only to find soone sitting on his right side.
The Extraordinary Faction mbers beside him, including Zhao Kai, all moved further back.
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