No matter what, the afternoon office meeting went ahead smoothly. The reason it was called smooth was that Tang Li's proposal received unanimous approval. Mei Zhu and Peng Yang, the two deputy directors in charge of evil cult organizations and registered enhanced individuals, raised no objections. Did anyone else have nothing better to do than speak up in opposition?
Besides, the year-end evaluations were drawing near, and this really was a good way to earn points.
At the very least, it was more natural than something like the Hundred-Day Campaign.
An Sa, the deputy director in charge of finances, was the most enthusiastic of them all. It was not his turn to contribute professionally, and there might even be a substantial income coming in. He practically wanted to raise both hands and feet in approval. With his pockets tight and "Poor Ying" blocking his door every day, was that really enjoyable?
The only minor hiccup during the meeting was that Ang Tun, as the leader in charge of Mobile Unit One, expressed some concern over potential casualties in the follow-up operation. But under Tang Li's approach of "prioritize pressuring registered enhanced individuals" and "max out casualty compensation," he did not insist too strongly.
After all, under normal circumstances, this was a plan that benefited everyone at little cost.
As long as they could get the Intelligence Management Center, the Internal Affairs Bureau, and the Giantwood Consortium to accept it officially—but that was Tang Li's job.
If he could not manage it, he should not expect the deputy directors to charge into battle for him.
With the leadership team having reached a consensus, all that remained was execution.
Before the meeting, Tang Li had kept saying, "No rush." Yet the moment it ended, Deputy Director Peng Yang felt the pressure. It