A complete set of spell materials to fill out her spell library.
Two big boxes of special-supply desserts to satisfy her vanity and her empty stomach.
And a head full of expanded ideas and reflections on the witch administrative system!
Those were Jiang Han's gains for the day. The spells did not matter much, though they had been her primary goal; the desserts did not matter much either, since they had already gone into the stomachs of her and her sisters. What mattered was the administrative system. Jiang Han thought of her family's development on Whiterun Island!
As all five or six hundred witches of the entire family relocated there in one grand procession, along with the several hundred people on Ms. Ye's side, plus all sorts of people with dozens of servant troops per capita, they suddenly had a management problem involving nearly ten thousand people!
That was already the population of a fairly large university in Jiang Han's previous life. They could practically elect a few monkeys to be student union presi—cough, they could practically carry out hypocritical, immoral management practices! The cumbersome management issues kept Jiang Luanxin, the next head of the Jiang family, sitting in her office every day!
She would have to suggest someday that they establish a loyal family witch corps.
They should avoid hiring administrative staff from the Witch Agency whenever possible. Witch administrators were terrifyingly efficient, but their destructive power was even more horrifying than the bloated bureaucratic systems of the Land-Dwellers' world! After all, Land-Dweller bureaucrats had no way of actually reading every single document...
Snow Cedar Lake Sky Island, Meyersgrel Food Street.
After Eileen's administrative proposal had been sent to the Witch Agency, then examined in stages by the Witch Agency and turned into an agreement with the Chinese