When Si Qianjun announced that Lin Shuguang would take over as director of the Ninth Division, the entire Huai City Special Management Bureau was shaken.
How old was Lin Shuguang? How much seniority did he have?
He had shot up to division director this quickly???
Whatever people in the bureau truly thought of it, at the banquet where Si Qianjun introduced Lin Shuguang to the other division directors, everyone wore smiles, raised their glasses, and congratulated him on his promotion.
That afternoon, before the banquet began.
Jiang Yuan, the former director of the Ninth Office, quietly said goodbye to Lin Shuguang and Si Qianjun, then got into the sedan that had come early from Dragon City.
"I'll be going, then. You two should head back too. If there's a chance in the future... ah, let's hope we get a chance to meet again."
Director Jiang paused. Before closing the car door, he could not help looking at Lin Shuguang, a rare look of appreciation for a junior showing in his eyes. "If you come to Dragon City, remember to look me up."
"No problem. I'll definitely come have a drink with you."
Lin Shuguang waved.
In the evening light, he and Si Qianjun stood on the tree-lined road, watching Jiang Yuan's car recede into the distance.
Until the car shrank to a black dot and disappeared.
"Let's head back." Si Qianjun withdrew his gaze.
Lin Shuguang nodded.
On the way back, Si Qianjun asked Lin Shuguang a question. "Although you have an outstanding combat record and have made many major contributions, you lack seniority. A lot of people in the bureau will object on that point. Have you thought about what you'll do?"
Lin Shuguang's answer then was-
"I only have one blade. Anyone who refuses to accept me, I'll