The marker crossed Whiteboard, and the harsh friction sound made Naruto shrink back.
Minato Draw a square box in the center, write the two words Hokage, and pull out three branches according to the existing Administrative Structure.
"It is classified according to five levels: D, C, B, A, and S, and then divided into three levels of circulation according to authority."
"Today, let's test the backlog of documents according to this standard."
Minato tapped the bottom box with a pen.
"Let's draw the line first."
"D-Rank and C-Rank, such as daily village administration, people's livelihood chores, and infrastructure repairs, are directly handed over to the corresponding departments."
Minato Draw an arrow next to D-Rank and C-Rank, with the end falling in the box of each department head.
"When power is handed over, responsibility must also fall on specific people."
"Each department handles it on its own and summarizes the results every week. If there is a problem, the department's top officer will explain the situation. Hokage will no longer take the blame for those below."
Move the pen tip upward along Whiteboard.
"B-Rank affairs involve department coordination and medium-sized task scheduling. Shikamaru will first screen and judge, and those who can make a decision will make the decision on the spot."
"If you're not sure, please attach your opinion before sending it up."
"There is no need for every document to come into this office."
The nib finally stops at the top.
"Only A-Rank and S-Rank are actually sent to the table of Naruto."
"Core secret scrolls, major security threats, and the final decision on the future development of the village."
The ink on Whiteboard is still wet.
Shikamaru did not rush to agree, and looked back and forth along the three branches on Whiteboard.
He went through the existing process again in his mind, and finally stopped at the responsibility box next to D-Rank and C-Rank.
Simply delegating power to subordinates will make it easy for subordinates to shirk responsibility and only retain responsibilities, and things will pile back up on the Hokage table.
Minato ties the disposal power and responsibility together, which just blocks the two holes.
The division itself is not complicated.
But Minato only flipped through a few documents and found the root cause that brought down the entire process.
Shikamaru Looking at that figure from behind, I finally understood where the word genius in the history books fell.
He smiled bitterly.
"It's... so troublesome."
Having said that, Shikamaru has already called ANBU outside the door.
He rolled up his sleeves, scanned the familiar documents and put them into the corresponding grading baskets.
After getting Naruto's nod, a temporary trial instruction was sent to each department along with the document.
D-Rank and C-Rank returned to the corresponding department, B-Rank was left to Shikamaru to handle, and A-Rank and S-Rank reorganized the summary and sent it back to Hokage's desk.
Before the morning had passed, the paper mountain that was about to fall had become shorter by more than half.
Naruto stood there, unable to close his mouth for a long time.
By the time the daylight outside the broken wall turned from bright white to orange, the day had passed into the evening.
The desks that were so piled up in the morning that I couldn't find a place to put them finally revealed the complete desktop.
Shikamaru came over holding the last document and placed it in front of Naruto.
It was a copy of "The Thirteenth Five Great Ninja Villages Joint Chunin Exams Joint Arrangements".
There is no nonsense in it, all venue Explosive Tag specifications and accommodation allocation are all on the back, and the core points are summarized and summarized clearly on the home page.
Naruto pulled out the pen and solemnly signed Seventh Hokage Naruto Uzumaki at the end of the document.
The moment the pen came down, Naruto leaned on the back of the chair.
Naruto looked at Minato beside him, then looked at the empty tabletop, and leaned back into the chair a little bit.
This Hokage chair is finally not so uncomfortable today.
The evening wind lifted a corner of the scroll, and he reached out to hold it down, but did not rush to pick up the next document.
In Hokage Building, the newly established official procedures have just started running, while Shopping Street is already busy.
On the other side, Kushina caused chaos in the house early in the morning.
She grabbed Hinata and Sakura, held Himawari in her arms, and happily rushed into the center of the village.
Decades later, Konoha can see something new on almost every street.
There is a large screen that can change the picture by itself, a Hamburger sandwiched with meat patties, and a blind box machine that can drop the Ninja Tools doll with just a twist.
Each of them can make the former generation Nine-Tails Jinchuriki stop in his tracks and yell while studying.
The matter of training with the children naturally falls on those left behind.
Training Ground Seven was surrounded by tall trees, and the dew on the leaf tips was shaken off by the footsteps and smashed into the mud with a splat.
The people in the open space have already arrived.
Sasuke was leaning under a big tree, with one arm hanging by his side. The purple-red Rinnegan was half-closed, and his eyes never left the venue.
Ye was not far away from him, with his hands in his pockets, as if he was waiting to watch the excitement.
Obito and Kakashi each took one side, while Sarada stood upright in front of Obito, adjusting the red-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose from time to time.
The senior Uchiha Clan was right in front of her, and the name in the history textbook suddenly became a living person. She couldn't bear to blink.
Boruto stood behind him, lazily resting his hands behind his head and holding a freshly pulled grass stem in his mouth.
He leaned his back against the tree trunk and kicked the pebbles on the ground with his feet.
"Tsk, it's such a troublesome thing so early in the morning."
Boruto let out a long yawn, his eyes Kakuzu squeezed out tears, and he was still kicking the pebble under his feet.
"Do you still take those bragging words last night seriously?"
Sarada turned around and glared at him.
"Boruto, can you be more serious!"
"This is a rare mentoring opportunity for seniors!"
"Guidance?"
Boruto curled his lips.
"Just him? What can I teach you about the guy who was exposed by Sixth at the dinner table last night and couldn't even understand Great Fireball?"
Obito's forehead was twitched twice.
He had just been exposed once at the dinner table, and this guy dared to mention it again in person. How could he swallow this tone of voice?
Kakashi leaned against another tree not far away and took out an orange booklet with a fancy cover from Ninja Tools's bag.
As soon as the page of the book was opened, the destructive words floated over from that side.
"Obito, you know better than to brag from now on."
"I advise you to take it easy and don't suddenly flash your waist and scare the child."
"Shut up!"
Obito pointed at Kakashi, and even the goggles were thrown off.
"You bastard Kakashi, just wait for me!"
"Without your permission to speak today, I will let these brats see what true genius is!"
He strode to the center of the field, turned around to face Sarada, and patted his chest.
"Girl, don't listen to that bastard's nonsense."
"You want to learn Uchiha's unique skills, right?"
Sarada nodded vigorously.
"Yes, senior! I want to become stronger!"
"Okay!"
Obito put his hands on his hips and raised his chin high.
"Then use all your skills and attack me with the most powerful tricks. Don't hold back, just come!"
Boruto almost fell out of his mouth.
"Hey, hey, is this uncle serious?"
Sarada looked embarrassed and bit his lip.
"But... Senior Obito, this will hurt you..."
"Bring your horses over here!"
Obito waved his hand.
"I'm standing here not even moving. If you can touch a hair of mine, you win!"
Boruto burst out laughing.
"Okay, okay, stop pretending, don't blame us if you get beaten up and cry later."
"Then let me test it first!"
Sarada was not disturbed by Boruto's words.
She took a deep breath, took three steps back, and reached for the Ninja Tools bag on the outside of her thigh with her right hand.
Three Kunai fell into the fingers, and the wrist immediately turned outward.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Three black shadows cut through the air, stabbing Obito's throat, side and knees respectively.
The angle is tricky, almost blocking Obito's horizontal dodge route.
Sarada followed suit and rushed out. Before Kunai could force Obito's dodge route, he was already in close range.