The moment Yang Wenqing received the notice, he activated the Communication Formation in his badge and connected to Qian Xin's encrypted channel. This time, after he identified himself, the secretary immediately transferred the call.
There seemed to be quite a few people around his grand-uncle master at the moment, but the atmosphere was harmonious. Yang Wenqing first heard a burst of laughter, then his grand-uncle master's voice came through. "Wenqing, is this about returning to Zhongjing to report on your duties?"
"Yes. I'm not entirely sure what to expect, so I wanted to ask what I should prepare."
"There's nothing to prepare. It's just a routine inquiry. Still, their timing is quite clever—they caught me while I was out on an inspection tour. You should be able to guess what that means, right?"
"They don't intend to give us the position of director of the Redstone Regional City Defense Bureau."
"Right. As long as you understand. When you return, say what needs to be said and keep a low profile. Don't dwell on this matter. If they don't bring it up, don't mention it either."
"I understand."
"One more thing: leave as soon as possible. Don't drag it out. Those clerks at the Chief Official's Residence are best at making things up behind people's backs. If you arrive too late, they can invent a hundred reasons to hold against you. People like that can't do much harm, but they're disgusting."
Yang Wenqing answered, "All right," and the other side ended the communication. He sorted through his thoughts, then continued with his work.
Over the next three days, Yang Wenqing barely left the flagship's office area.
At his request, official documents were delivered one after another from every department. He reviewed, signed, and annotated each one, concentrating decisions that had originally