Delegation and Conflict

"I ask for nothing else!" As though she had expected this, Sun Qin kept her head lowered after hearing Yin Yunze's words, leaving him unable to see her expression.

Yet Sun Qin spoke with great righteousness: "Or rather, Lord Qingqiu has already promised me what I seek. Now that I serve Lord Qingqiu, how could I have the face to ask for any reward?"

When Yin Yunze watched television, he often mocked the characters for being taken in by lies that wouldn't fool a ghost.

Yet when it happened to him, Yin Yunze still found himself a little dazed by her words.

Whether he believed them or not, they were pleasant to hear.

"Good."

Smiling silently, Yin Yunze took the two taels and five qian of gold from Sun Qin, then calmly announced his decision: "Sun Qin, from now on, you shall deal with anyone in the village who has a request for me. Unless it is a major matter, you may handle everything else at your own discretion and inform me afterward. From this day forth, do not let others trouble me with mundane affairs."

When Sun Qin heard this, she immediately kowtowed again and again and said in delight, "Thank you, Lord Qingqiu!"

How could Sun Qin fail to understand? Yin Yunze was preparing to delegate authority to her and make her his spokesperson!

With those words, Sun Qin would henceforth be the only person in the village who could communicate directly with Yin Yunze.

However, Sun Qin was not entirely swept away by joy. She restrained her excitement and hurriedly asked another question: "Lord Qingqiu, what sort of matter would count as a major one?"

Hearing that Sun Qin could still pay attention to such a detail at a time like this, Yin Yunze could not help thinking more highly of her.

With that kind of thoughtfulness, she probably would not become someone who acted without restraint, at least in the short term.

After some thought, Yin Yunze decided to give her full authority, following the principle that one should trust those one employed. "Any matter you feel unable to handle is a major matter."

After all, the boundary of what counted as a major matter was difficult to define in the first place.

Since he had already decided to let Sun Qin assist him, he might as well give her free rein.

After all, it was not as though Yin Yunze would stop concerning himself with matters here once he delegated authority.

Yin Yunze only intended to cut off communication with his believers on his end to make himself more mysterious, not to throw up his hands and truly leave everything unattended.

With the radar map, Yin Yunze could not possibly be deceived by Sun Qin.

If Sun Qin really tried to deceive those above her and conceal things from those below, Yin Yunze would show her just how unfathomable divine might could be.

To put it bluntly, Yin Yunze was using this pretext to spur Sun Qin into taking the initiative and working for him.

Naturally, Sun Qin could not know about Yin Yunze's little scheme.

Hearing that Yin Yunze was letting her handle things at her own discretion was enough to leave her beside herself with joy.

A couple of days ago, this exclusive monopoly on communication might not have seemed like much.

But now, the first matter facing Sun Qin was the coming exchange of gold for grain by the villagers. No, it was the favor of granting them grain in return for their offerings of gold.

This matter, which concerned the livelihood of everyone in the village, would henceforth be overseen by Sun Qin on Yin Yunze's behalf.

After all, it also fell within the scope of the "minor matters" Sun Qin could handle.

At the thought, even Sun Qin could not help showing a smile from the bottom of her heart.

But instead of immediately imagining a wonderful future, Sun Qin found one familiar face after another appearing in her mind.

In the days before Yin Yunze appeared, they had taken such good care of Sun Qin and Zhao Wan!

As a woman who was not particularly magnanimous, Sun Qin naturally had to repay them properly!

She did not need to do much. Once word spread that "gold could be exchanged for grain with the fox immortal," all she had to do was tell those people there was no grain when they came to trade.

And first among them was Village Chief Song, Song Zhao!

Even now, when Sun Qin thought of it, she still felt a dull ache in the back of her head where the walking stick had struck her.

Having found a subordinate he could put to use and finally no longer needing to do everything himself, Yin Yunze smiled as well.

With Sun Qin's help, Yin Yunze would be better able to make his plans for Clear Creek Village in the future.

"Yin Yunze, what are you doing? Sleeping on the job?!"

Just at this happy moment, a voice rang out beside Yin Yunze's ear.

Bringing his attention back to reality, Yin Yunze opened his eyes to find Supervisor Song's detestable old face in front of him.

At that moment, Supervisor Song seemed to have caught him red-handed and said loudly, "You've been taking time off every now and then these past few days, and I let it go when you didn't come to work! But when you do come in, you're way behind everyone else! And now look at you, sleeping on the job! You..."

Watching Supervisor Song spray spittle everywhere, Yin Yunze felt somewhat helpless.

Why did scum like this exist in the world, people who harmed others without benefiting themselves?

Those ancient farmers in that other world at least made trouble for their own benefit, which he could understand.

It would have been one thing if Supervisor Song gained something from making life difficult for people, but he got nothing out of it. He just waved a chicken feather around like an imperial decree, going about making people miserable!

Apart from making others miserable to satisfy his somewhat twisted psyche, Yin Yunze could not figure out what the point of it was!

"I wasn't sleeping." Yin Yunze squeezed the rag wrapped around the gold in his hand and slipped it into his pocket without drawing attention. Without a trace of guilt, he said, "I was just resting my eyes! Supervisor Song, can't I even close my eyes for a moment when I'm tired from work?"

"You still dare to argue! I've been watching you for ages!" Supervisor Song grew even more worked up at this. As though he had caught Yin Yunze red-handed, he jumped up and down and said, "Who rests their eyes for seven or eight minutes? If I hadn't called you, you'd have kept them closed! You were sleeping..."

Supervisor Song's shouting immediately drew the attention of the colleagues at the other workstations.

Under everyone's gaze, Supervisor Song even straightened up, as though he were doing something supremely righteous.

Rather than getting angry at Supervisor Song's pestering, Yin Yunze found it somewhat funny.

Yin Yunze had originally been hesitating over how to balance his job in the real world with managing things in the other world.

Apart from the annoying Old Song, the job itself was fairly easy and provided a steady income come drought or flood.

But Supervisor Song's attempt to make trouble for him meant Yin Yunze no longer needed to agonize over it.

Now that he had a way to earn more money, Yin Yunze had no need to put up with this crap.

Just as Yin Yunze made up his mind, he suddenly heard a notification sound. It was a text message alert from his phone.

Not even bothering to pay Supervisor Song any attention, Yin Yunze pulled out his phone and checked the message.

It was simple: a sum of money had been deposited into Yin Yunze's bank account that afternoon.

Yes, it was Yin Yunze's salary for last month.

He had only stayed these past few days because his salary had not yet been paid. Now that he had received it, Yin Yunze realized he really had no reason to stay.

"I'm talking to you! What kind of attitude is that?!" Seeing Yin Yunze act this way, Supervisor Song grew even angrier and reached for his phone. "Still playing on your phone? Do you want this job or not?!"

Without hesitation, Yin Yunze knocked Supervisor Song's hand away and said calmly, "I quit!"

With that, Yin Yunze moved the mouse to the D drive, where his work files were stored, selected format, and clicked confirm.

"Y-you, what did you say?"

Only after watching Yin Yunze finish did Supervisor Song react. However, his attention was not on Yin Yunze formatting the D drive, but on what he had said. "Yin Yunze, take that back!"

"Fuck off, dumbass!"

Yin Yunze shot back without hesitation.

"No, I can't sink to your level! I should be more polite!"

After thinking it over, Yin Yunze felt that, as a civilized person, he ought to be more polite. "Fuck your esteemed mother, you colossal dumbass!"

After saying that, Yin Yunze ignored Supervisor Song's face, which had turned so red it was nearly black, and gave a final farewell to the other colleagues looking his way. "Goodbye, everyone."

Only when Yin Yunze headed toward the elevator did Supervisor Song come to his senses and hurriedly shout, "You stop right there! What's the meaning of this?! Did I agree to let you resign?!"

Although Yin Yunze's position was not important, they were rushing to meet their schedule, and losing even one person would affect the entire production plan.

Seeing that Yin Yunze really was ready to quit, Supervisor Song grew anxious instead.

By then, however, Yin Yunze could not be bothered with him and simply closed the elevator doors.