For Yang Wenqing's current cultivation, the wait of over an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
At five past ten, a secretary from the Chief's Office called him into the office on time. He had been here many times before, since he was summoned to Central Capital City to report for duty nearly every two years.
But when he entered this time, he was stunned. There were three first-seat officials in the office. The first person he noticed was Xu Jing, the current Chief, followed by his assistant Xiang Qing, and finally Ding Mu, Director of the General Bureau. Xu Jing sat behind the desk, while Xiang Qing and Ding Mu sat in the reception area.
When Xu Jing rose from behind the desk, he wore an easygoing smile. Holding a dark brown brocade box in one hand, he walked around the desk and said to Yang Wenqing, "Our great benefactor has arrived."
The Chief spoke very politely; that was his style. The "great benefactor" he referred to was naturally Yang Wenqing, because the Redstone Governorate supplied roughly one-tenth of the materials needed at the front lines. Converted into money, the supplies it provided every year were absolutely astronomical.
"Chief!"
Yang Wenqing did not dare joke with him. He immediately stood at attention and saluted.
Then he turned to Ding Mu and Xiang Qing. "Director, Assistant Xiang!"
Xu Jing waved a hand. "Relax. This is just a coincidence. The General Bureau received your promotion report, and I thought that since you were returning to the capital to report for duty, I might as well confer your rank myself."
As he spoke, he opened the brocade box in his hand. Inside lay a pair of Senior Police Superintendent epaulets. Golden wheat-stalk patterns gleamed with restrained luster beneath the lights,