Lin Qi spent the morning accompanying Catherine as she handled official affairs.
Catherine asked Lin Qi several times to share his thoughts, but he refused every time.
He believed this was Catherine's job. If he used his own ideas too much to dictate her decisions, it would be unfair to her and would also make it difficult for her to establish her authority within the State Government.
People would think she was merely Lin Qi's puppet and mouthpiece, rather than someone worthy of genuine respect.
Catherine may have realized this herself. After ten o'clock, she stopped asking Lin Qi for his opinion and began using her own experience to decide the future of each matter.
At noon, work ended. Catherine rubbed her wrist, leaned back in her chair, and let out a heavy sigh of relief.
The enormous Governor's Office Desk enclosed her at the very center. It looked somewhat... mismatched? Perhaps that was the feeling it gave off.
There were many trees in Nagaril's primeval forests that had grown for hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years.
The former Nagaril People could not reach too deeply into the forest. Their logging technology was limited, and even if they could cut down those giant trees, they had no way to transport them out.
Until... the Federals arrived.
Every business owner in the Federation who needed timber adored this primeval forest! In the past, they might have needed to join several pieces together to make a huge wooden surface, but now they only needed to cut down a tree and slice it into whatever thickness they wanted!
The surface of the desk in front of Catherine alone covered at least a dozen square meters. It formed a semicircular fan shape around her, with her at the center.
She had