Under One Person: The End of Technique, Company Building

The air in the reception room seemed to freeze.

Lu Ci placed his calloused hands on his knees, his eyes fixed on the three pieces of paper on the coffee table, as if he wanted to swallow each word into his eyes.

silence.

A long silence.

Zhuge Qi picked up his teacup, took a slow sip, and then put the teacup back on the table, showing no hurry at all.

He leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked calmly at the old man opposite him.

This mad dog will eventually have to bow its head.

How many years has the Lü family been rampant in the world of supernatural beings?

From the Jia Shen Rebellion to the present, how much profit has the Lü family seized in the world of supernatural beings by relying on the "Minghun Technique," one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills that cannot be brought to light? How many rivals have they suppressed? How many forces have they intimidated?

Even though the Lü family shed blood and exerted their strength in fighting against foreign enemies back then, who hasn't shed blood and exerted their strength?

It can't outweigh it.

The Lü family has already started to go astray, and in such a large family, only Lü Ci can be the pillar. Once he is gone, this huge family will collapse instantly.

That would be difficult to handle.

The company isn't ignoring these issues, but the time isn't right, and they must be dealt with while Lü Ci is still alive, otherwise, endless troubles will follow.

And now-

Zhuge Qi pushed up his glasses, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes behind the lenses.

The time has come.

Lu Ci finally spoke.

"Section Chief Zhuge," his voice was hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing against a rough wooden board, "I agree to these three conditions you mentioned."

Zhuge Qi's expression remained unchanged, but he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"But—" Lü Ci raised his head, his cloudy yet sharp eyes fixed on Zhuge Qi, "I also have a condition."

Zhuge Qi raised an eyebrow: "Go ahead."

"The Lü family's affairs are for the Lü family to handle themselves." Lü Ci's voice regained its unquestionable authority. "The company can supervise, but it cannot interfere. This is the bottom line of the Lü family."

Zhuge Qi was silent for two seconds, then nodded.

"Sure." His tone was indifferent. "The company is only responsible for accepting the results. How to clean it up is the Lu family's own business."

Lu Ci's gaze lingered on the young man's face for a few seconds, as if trying to determine whether what he said was true or false.

Finally, he nodded.

"OK."

A single word carries immense weight.

Zhuge Qi stood up, walked to the window, turned his back to Lü Ci, and looked at the scenery outside.

The morning sun in Tianjin was lovely, casting golden rays into the courtyard in front of the office building and giving the roofs of the black cars a warm hue.

"Old Master Lü." He didn't turn around, his voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear, "There's something I don't know if I should say."

Lü Ci leaned back on the sofa, coldly watching his retreating figure: "Speak."

"The Lü family's current predicament didn't happen overnight," Zhuge Qi said calmly, as if stating a fact. "How long can the secret of the Bright Soul Technique be kept hidden? Three years? Five years? Or ten?"

He turned around and looked calmly at Lü Ci.

"Instead of waiting for the secret to explode on its own, it's better to defuse the bombs while you still have control."

Lu Ci's eyes flickered slightly, but he remained silent.

"The company isn't trying to cause trouble for the Lü family." Zhuge Qi walked back to the sofa, sat down, picked up his teacup, and took another sip. "On the contrary, the company wants to help the Lü family get through this difficult time."

He put down his teacup and adjusted his glasses.

"I've always kept in mind what President Zhao once said: the future of the supernatural world lies not in fighting and killing, but in rules."

Lü Ci remained silent for a long time.

So long that Zhuge Qi thought he wouldn't answer anymore.

"Zhao Fangxu..." Lu Ci finally spoke, his voice carrying an indescribable emotion, "He has indeed found a good successor."

Zhuge Qi smiled but did not reply.

"Alright." Lü Ci stood up, straightened his collar, and said, "I've remembered our conversation today. I hope you can keep your promises."

"Definitely." Zhuge Qi also stood up, extended his hand, and said, "Grandpa Lü, it's a pleasure to cooperate with you."

Lu Ci looked at the outstretched hand, hesitated for a second, and then grasped it.

His hands were rough, and he was very strong, as if he wanted to crush Zhuge Qi's hand bones.

Zhuge Qi's expression remained unchanged, and there was even a faint smile on his lips.

Lu Ci released his hand and turned to walk towards the door of the reception room.

He took two steps and then stopped.

"Section Chief Zhuge," he said without turning around, his back to Zhuge Qi, "what are you planning to do about Lü Liang's matter?"

Zhuge Qi sat back down on the sofa, picked up his teacup, and blew on the tea leaves floating on top.

"He's a member of your Lü family, so how you deal with him is entirely up to you." His tone was calm. "I'm just responsible for notarization."

Lu Ci was silent for two seconds, then nodded, opened the door and went out.

In the corridor outside the reception room, Lü Zhongzheng stood leaning against the wall, arms crossed, expressionless.

He straightened up when he saw his father come out.

"dad."

Lu Ci glanced at him, said nothing, and simply nodded slightly.

Lu Zhong's heart sank.

He was very familiar with this move.

The father's nod meant that he could accept the outcome of the negotiations.

But it also means that the Lü family paid a considerable price.

On the other side of the corridor, Xu San and Xu Si were standing by the window, each holding a cigarette, but neither of them lit it.

Upon seeing Lü Ci emerge, the two hurriedly went to greet him.

"Old Master Lü, are you done talking?" Xu San asked with a smile.

Lu Ci grunted in response, said nothing more, and walked straight to the end of the corridor. He simply called over the family members who had come with him, as he had something to instruct them on.

Lu Zhong followed behind him, frowned, but didn't think much of it and quickly caught up with his father.

It's obviously something important that needs to be discussed in private.

What exactly did that young section chief say to my father?

Ma Hong, Jiang Bai, and Meng Xiaoxiao stood on the other side of the corridor, watching the Lü family walk away. The three of them exchanged glances, and each saw the same meaning in the other's eyes.

That section chief is awesome.

That's Lu Ci, one of the Ten Elders, the Mad Dog Lu Ci.

There are very few people in the entire world of superhumans who can make this mad dog bow down at the negotiating table.

Ma Hong grinned and pushed open the door to the reception room.

"Section Chief, are you done talking?"

Zhuge Qi was sitting on the sofa drinking tea when he heard Ma Hong's voice. He looked up and nodded.

"Let Lü Liang in."

Ma Hong responded and turned to call for help.

Jiang Bai and Meng Xiaoxiao followed them into the reception room and stood to the side, their eyes filled with an indescribable admiration.

Zhuge Qi ignored them and simply sipped his tea leisurely.

Although the condition of "the company cannot interfere" was attached, this was the company's original intention.

The company values ​​results, not process.

How the Lü family handles its internal affairs is their own business.

As long as the result is what the company wants, the process doesn't matter.

and--

Zhuge Qi's lips curled into a slight smile.

The fact that Lü Ci agreed so readily shows that he understands better than anyone that the Lü family has reached a point where change is inevitable.

How long can the secret of the Soul-Brightening Technique be kept hidden?

How long can the Lu family keep such a huge blunder a secret?

Rather than waiting for things to escalate and forcing the company to take action, it's better to cooperate proactively; at least that way, the Lü family's dignity can be preserved.

Although Lü Ci was a "mad dog," he wasn't stupid.

Now that the other party has backed down, it will be much easier to deal with things later.

Blocking the Eight Extraordinary Techniques is necessary, but there's no need to rush it; we can take it slowly.

There is a proper order to dog training.