At the Yangzhi City Department of Civil Affairs, Civil Affairs Director Zhu Xian was handling official business when his secretary hurried over and lowered his voice. "Director, there's a reception notice telegram from Central City."
Zhu Xian set down his pen and asked, "Which superior?"
"Central City Defense Department Chief Chen Chuan."
"So he really has come back."
Though Zhu Xian was the Civil Affairs Director of a fringe city, he had always kept tabs on news from Central City. He received internal notices whenever important positions in Central City were reassigned.
The Defense Department Chief was on the same level as Central City's Chief Administrator, a full two ranks above him.
He had pondered it at the time. This man might very well return for the New Year, so preparations had to be made early.
But starting to arrange things too soon would have seemed overly fawning, and this man likely would not have appreciated it. So Zhu Xian had made no conspicuous moves on the surface, merely instructed a few trusted subordinates to prepare what needed to be done and what had to be done. Now, it had indeed come in handy.
He checked the telegram. It had been sent more than an hour ago. Judging by the distance, they would probably arrive in less than an hour.
Given Chen Chuan's current status, he was supposed to notify the local authorities wherever he traveled. But this was not official business. If he had notified them too early, the local officials and their subordinates would likely all have been stirred into action. Yet saying nothing at all would not have been appropriate either, so the message had only been sent when he was close to reaching Yangzhi.
As for his identity as a Fighter, after signing the agreement, he