One person said: The essence of Wuhou Qimen lies not in Qimen, but in Wuhou.

Zhuge Ming's words served as a reassurance to everyone: I'm not here to cause trouble, I won't bring up old grievances, and I won't pursue your past issues unless they are matters of principle.

Then he closed the file in his hand, gently pushed it aside, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

The smile was faint, but genuine. It wasn't the standard official smile, but rather the humble expression a young person should have when facing a group of seniors.

"Comrades, you are all seniors. I, Zhuge Ming, am new here and need your help. Let's talk about whatever we have to say, just like having a chat."

Zhao Fangxu immediately took over the conversation.

This seasoned veteran, who wielded immense power in the world of supernatural beings and maintained impeccable composure in officialdom, displayed an astonishingly rapid response at this moment.

He turned slightly to face Zhuge Ming, his smile perfectly balanced—three parts respect, three parts sincerity, three parts professionalism, and a touch of just the right amount of satisfaction, as if to say, "The company has finally got a good leader."

"Director Zhuge, you flatter me. Director Zhuge is a young man of great talent and a pillar of the nation, a rare find in this world. All of us in the company sincerely welcome Director Zhuge's arrival. Director Zhuge comes from a family with a strong scholarly tradition—the Han Dynasty Chancellor Zhuge Liang, a renowned prime minister throughout history, a model of selfless dedication. Today, Director Zhuge's visit to our company can be seen as continuing the legacy of our ancestors, bringing the spirit of Zhuge Liang into our work. This is an honor for the company and a role model for all of us to learn from."

He paused, glanced around, and raised his voice slightly, as if giving a concluding speech: "The new generation surpasses the old; this is the law of history. All colleagues in the company will certainly take Director Zhuge as an example, respect, learn from, and carry forward his spirit."

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Ming's smile deepened slightly.

Zhao Fangxu's flattery was indeed highly skilled—he flattered everyone while subtly placing himself in a humble position, and incidentally expressed his loyalty on behalf of everyone present. It was a smooth and seamless combination of moves.

But Zhuge Ming had no intention of letting him slip by so easily.

He's here for a meeting, not to hear flattery.

"Chairman Zhao, you flatter me."

Zhuge Ming waved his hand, his tone as calm as if he were talking about a trivial matter, "Taking advantage of Chairman Zhao's words, I have a few words I'd like to say to my comrades. As the saying goes, the government office remains but the officials come and go—I am young and ambitious, and I will do my best in whatever I do, so that I can live up to the Party's trust in me."

His tone rose slightly, no longer the relaxed chatter of casual conversation, but a gentle yet authoritative tone.

"This time, the leadership has issued a firm order. Certain small groups and organizations in society must be made to ensure that they are under the leadership of the Party without exception. Starting today, some previous policies will be changed and adjusted to lay a solid foundation for the future. Of course, this is not a complete overhaul. We must discard the dross and retain the essence, optimizing and upgrading our existing work."

He extended a finger and tapped it lightly on the table, as if drawing a clear boundary.

"However, I want to make one thing clear here—everyone still has to perform their duties. The work at hand still needs to be done, and we should do it as usual. Of course, it must be reasonable, legal, and compliant. A country has its laws, and a family has its rules. All of you here are Party members; you cannot do anything that would betray the Party or the organization. Your awareness must be high."

He paused for less than a beat, his gaze sweeping across the room, a slight smile returning to his lips, his tone casual yet decisive: "Comrades, aren't we right?"

Without hesitation, Zhao Fangxu blurted out, "Yes! I will resolutely obey the arrangements of the Party organization!"

He answered quickly and steadily, his voice not loud but clear, every word carrying standard obedience and support.

The others present echoed this sentiment, and a chorus of "Resolutely obey!" filled the conference room.

Zhuge Ming nodded slightly, and after the noise subsided, he continued speaking. He leaned back, interlaced his fingers on the table, and moved with a relaxed and confident air, as if he were chatting with a group of old friends at home. However, the content of his words was anything but casual.

"As you all know, I have dual leadership. On this side are the company's affairs, and on the other side are my duties with the local government. There are also a lot of things waiting for me to handle in Jiangxi Province, so I can't sit in the company and keep an eye on things every day. I also need to ask you all not to relax about the company's affairs and to be on high alert."

His tone suddenly deepened, gaining a metallic quality.

"When encountering problems that cannot be solved or unexpected events—although you all have the right to act first and report later, you must report it and not act rashly."

He didn't say, "The whole regiment has to listen to me when the guns start firing."

He meant that we should not act rashly.

But everyone present understood.

You can act first and ask for permission later, but only if you tell me first.

If you tell me, I can cover for you; if you do it without telling me and something goes wrong, don't blame me for not giving you a heads-up. This isn't a discussion, it's the rule.

Zhuge Ming's next words confirmed their understanding.

"This way, if problems arise, we can solve them promptly and effectively. Only in this way can I provide you frontline workers with the most timely organizational support and policy backing, so that you can charge into battle without any worries, and the organization can stand up for you and solve your problems. We will never put any unnecessary risks and pressures on the shoulders of our frontline comrades."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Fangxu led the applause again.

This time the applause was louder and longer than any before.

Because he understood—Zhuge Ming's words, "I won't let you take responsibility," weren't meant for everyone, but for those below who were actually doing the work.

This is to refocus their attention.

This is telling them, "Follow me, and I won't let you take the blame."

The applause from Zhuge Ming and the others naturally subsided, and their smiles disappeared.

He pushed the teacup aside, and the place he pushed it into was exactly where the documents used to be.

His back straightened slightly, his gaze changed from gentle to serious, and his entire aura shifted silently.

The air in the conference room suddenly became slightly heavy.

"Comrades, on behalf of the Party organization, I now make the following work arrangements."

No one spoke.

Even my breathing became lighter.

"The world of extraordinary individuals is a large family. It can even be said to be an indispensable part of the cultural ecology of China. It is distributed across every inch of our motherland. However, some groups and organizations, lacking ideological awareness, have long relied on unconventional means to engage in illegal activities—murder, arson, and other heinous crimes, acting with extreme arrogance."

In the old days, when social order was not yet fully established, these problems may not have been fully exposed. However, since the reform and opening up, China has been thriving, becoming a technologically advanced nation, and people's lives have improved significantly. Yet, these groups and factions still cling to traditional thinking, refusing progress and integration, thus causing extremely negative impacts on society and the people.

He paused for a second, his gaze like a knife slowly being drawn from its sheath.