Yang Yuxi returned to Luo Hua, but the first person she sought out was not Zhang Caixin.
First, she was not quite in a position to approach Zhang Caixin—Luo Hua's number two was not someone just anybody could disturb whenever they wished.
Second, she had taken over the assignment from Yang Yuxin, so there was no reason to bypass the person she was supposed to report to.
After hearing her out, Yang Yuxin was mildly surprised. "Doesn't the Town Management Office have quite a broad scope of work? The girl wants to do practical work... couldn't you just make her an inspector?"
There was indeed no shortage of work in the Management Office if one truly wanted to work, but that would be too exhausting and would also steal work from the people below. It would easily invite criticism—a typical thankless job.
Cultural Town had no pressure to generate revenue. Everyone had their own duties, so there was even less reason to compete for work.
But the position of inspector could exist. Cultural Town might be small, but it had everything it needed. It was impossible for every position to be entirely free of shady dealings.
Yang Yuxin had previously been too lazy to interfere. She understood that excessively clear water held no fish. As long as those below did not go too far and did not affect the town's overall operations, she turned a blind eye.
But because she had been understanding, those below had become somewhat brazen instead, as if they felt nobody was watching. Many of them were old hands who had followed her for years and assumed she was now wholly devoted to cultivation. It was time for an inspector to make an appearance.
"An inspector?" Yang Yuxi froze for a moment before blurting out, "Wouldn't