"You will conduct the memorial service."
Xia Le nodded.
"After the memorial service, the elite troops sent to support us from various regions will return to their branches in batches and resume their duties."
"That should also ease headquarters' financial pressure as quickly as possible."
Sengoku sighed.
Xia Le felt just as helpless.
Only after getting involved in headquarters' work over the past few days had he discovered just how poor Marineford, the Marines' highest command center, really was.
It could be summed up in two words.
Perpetual deficits.
Being Fleet Admiral was no easy job!
Chapter 324: In the name of my disciple
Xia Le felt the world's malice keenly.
In truth, he rarely thought about money.
Since joining the Marines, his food, clothing, housing, and transportation had practically all been covered. A sizable salary even landed in his pocket every month.
Only now did he finally realize it.
From now on, their roles would probably be reversed. He would become the one paying everyone else's salaries.
He knitted his brows and racked his brains, but still could not think of how to earn enough money.
Seeing his expression, Sengoku naturally understood what was on his mind.
"Haha, I haven't found a solution in over ten years."
"You think you can solve this problem in such a short time?"
"Once you take office, you'll have plenty of time to look for new approaches."
Xia Le paused at those words, then laughed as well.
Being unable to solve it now did not mean he would never be able to.
"Prepare for tomorrow's memorial service first!"
"The handover of the Fleet Admiral's position naturally can't happen too quickly!"
"But this interval is the best time for you to get used to the position."
Sengoku spoke with a smile.
Xia Le nodded.