Forbidden to Resign

Chen Zhao pushed the door open and walked in, froze for a moment, then shut the door and walked back out.

A moment later, Chen Zhao pushed the door open again. This time, he had a gas mask on his face.

If he wanted to stay alive, he needed to take protective measures before entering Wang De's office.

"What is it? What do you need?" Wang De flicked ash from his cigarette. Amid the swirling smoke, he looked like an immortal.

"My resignation letter." Chen Zhao placed an envelope on the desk.

Wang De went blank for a moment, blinked, then suddenly picked up a lighter, lifted the envelope, and set it on fire.

Within seconds, it had burned to ashes!

Chen Zhao stared in disbelief. What kind of move was burning someone's resignation letter?

"The two of us—one commander-in-chief, one deputy commander-in-chief. Though I'm the chief and you're the deputy, honestly, plenty of people could sit in my seat. Yours, though, can only be filled by you." Wang De held his cigarette between his fingers and said gloomily, "I won't approve your resignation. The higher-ups won't approve it either. The people won't stand for it. Your fans will cry, and our competitors will throw a victory party."

"It's not that serious. Without me, the Earth will keep spinning..." Chen Zhao scratched his head.

"No, no, no. If you're gone, the Earth will stop spinning immediately. Its rotation stops, its revolution stops—bam, completely still." Wang De waved a hand. "As for this resignation letter of yours, I'll pretend it never happened."

Just as Chen Zhao was about to speak, Wang De spoke again.

"The organization has treated you well, hasn't it? Funding—you ask for however much you want, and you get it. In your twenties, you became deputy commander-in-chief. The