Under One Person: The End of Technique, Company Building

"So, Section Chief, you're going to get a vacation?"

At 7:50 a.m., the lights were already on in the office of the Extraordinary Person Affairs Department in the headquarters building of Na Du Tong.

Zhuge Qi sat behind his large desk, the teacup in front of him steaming, but it was clearly not freshly brewed by him.

Old Zhou sat opposite him, holding a black-covered notebook in his hand. This had been his habit for many years: to take notes during meetings, reports, and especially when the leader gave instructions.

Zhuge Qi waved his hand and laughed, "Yes, it's rare to have a holiday. I'm going home. You'll have to keep a close eye on the work in the department."

"Don't worry, Section Chief, I understand." Old Zhou closed his notebook, adjusted his glasses, and said, "There wasn't anything serious going on in the department. I handled it well, so you can rest assured and get some rest."

The company's workload in the Department of Extraordinary Personnel Affairs is not heavy, but this is a position with a lot of ups and downs.

If they really want to cause trouble, their power is limitless; if they want to be idle, they can be idle as well. Their own section chief is naturally the former.

Zhuge Qi is a workaholic and has rarely taken a break in the years since he took office. Now that a situation has arisen, President Zhao has granted him leave, which may have been part of his considerations.

Old Zhou was naturally aware of this as well.

"The two little girls you brought back have been settled in. They adapted quite quickly and are quite capable. Now Xiaoxiao will be taking care of them."

"Alright, it's convenient for Xiaoxiao to take them. I'll go back and check on them before I leave." Zhuge Qi picked up his teacup and took a sip.

As the two walked out of the office, people from various departments came and went, carrying teacups and documents. When they saw Zhuge Qi, they all bowed slightly and greeted him with "Good morning, Section Chief".

The logistics department's warehouse is at the end of the second-floor corridor. It's a converted glass room filled with cardboard boxes and filing cabinets bearing the "NaDuTong" logo.

Meng Xiaoxiao was standing at the door, holding a list of supplies in her hand, muttering to herself: "...two sets of uniforms, one employee badge, one dormitory key, one access card...hmm, everything's ready."

Feng Baobao stood next to her, now wearing a new dark blue uniform that fit her well, unlike the loose-fitting one she wore in North China.

She took the employee badge and keys from Meng Xiaoxiao with both hands, glanced at them, and then naturally hung the keychain on her belt. Her movements were fluid and graceful, as if she had rehearsed them countless times.

Liu Yanyan stood on the other side, holding a bulging paper bag in her hands, which contained the newly received stationery and toiletries.

She was looking down at her employee badge, which had a newly taken one-inch photo on it and a number printed next to it: "Extra-staff Assistant Manager - Tianjin - 0987".

"Yan Yan, wear your employee ID badge properly. You need to swipe it to enter and exit the building," Meng Xiaoxiao reminded her.

"Oh, okay, Sister Xiaoxiao." Liu Yanyan quickly hung her name tag around her neck. The metal clip made a crisp "snap" sound when it hit the plastic shell. She subconsciously shrank her neck, her movements showing a hint of caution after causing trouble.

Just then, a tall, slender figure blocked the light from the warehouse entrance.

"Section Chief." Meng Xiaoxiao was the first to react and stood at attention.

Zhuge Qi walked in, his gaze first sweeping over Meng Xiaoxiao, and then landing on Feng Baobao.

Feng Baobao was also looking at him, her gaze calm, as if she were looking at a tree or a stone, without any particular emotional fluctuation, but it couldn't be described as hostile either.

"Are you adjusting well?" Zhuge Qi asked her casually.

Feng Baobao thought for a moment and replied with a single word: "Mm".

Zhuge Qi and the others turned their gaze to Liu Yanyan: "Yanyan, the dormitory is a two-person room. You will be living upstairs with Xiaoxiao. If you need anything, just tell her. Don't be shy."

"Thank you, Section Chief!" Liu Yanyan nodded vigorously, a bright smile on her face.

After accompanying the other party on that trip to Tianjin, I gained a better understanding of this section chief and realized that although he was ruthless towards the enemy, he was still good to his own people.

The company environment was better than I had imagined.

Although there are still rules to follow, it's much better than home, and I feel like I'll be able to adapt to it quickly.

As for Feng Baobao, needless to say, she was already a long-time employee of the company; it was just a change of location, so she naturally adapted to the work very quickly.

However, the absence of familiar faces left her feeling slightly empty.

"Section Chief, don't worry, I'll talk to the logistics department about Sister Feng's situation and do as you say." Meng Xiaoxiao leaned closer and reported in a low voice, her tone slightly smug, as if she were taking credit.

"Hmm, well done." Zhuge Qi gave her an approving look. "I'll be leaving for a while soon, so please take good care of the two of them."

Meng Xiaoxiao paused for a moment, then immediately understood: "I understand, Section Chief!"

Zhuge Qi smiled, said nothing more, turned and left, his leather shoes making a "tap tap tap" sound on the corridor tiles.

After explaining everything, Zhuge Qi returned to his inner room, changed out of his sharp suit jacket and into a dark gray casual jacket, looking like a university teacher going out for a weekend outing.

He picked up a travel bag that wasn't too big or too small, went downstairs, and found Old Huang already waiting at the door in his black Buick minivan.

"Old Huang, take me to the high-speed rail station." Zhuge Qi sat in the back row, put his travel bag on the seat next to him, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Alright, Section Chief. Are you going back to your hometown?" Old Huang glanced at him in the rearview mirror.

"Yeah, I'll go back for a bit." Zhuge Qi leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and said in a voice that sounded unusually tired, "The company gave me leave."

Old Huang smiled but didn't reply.

The car drove out of the headquarters compound and merged into the expressway leading to the suburban high-speed rail station.

The view outside the window gradually changed from the gray industrial area to gray-green fields.

Zhuge Qi had been pretending to sleep with his eyes closed, but his mind was racing.

This trip home wasn't just for a holiday; there were some things I needed to personally explain to my clan.

I've recently heard that some supernatural forces have started contacting the Zhuge family and putting pressure on them from all sides. The reason is obvious: it's because of what I did in Tianjin before.

Although he had initially persuaded the clan elders to let him take the helm of the clan, if he encountered resistance, it was still necessary to personally explain the situation.

The elders' trust is not a reason for me to squander it.

Trust is something that, once lost, is lost forever, and it's not easy to make it back.

The pressure from other supernatural forces on the Zhuge family was within his expectations. After all, he had previously taken action against two of the Ten Elders, and other supernatural forces that had been eyeing the company might not dare to directly pressure it, since the company was backed by the government.

However, as fellow members of the same extraordinary family, they still have the audacity to take advantage of another extraordinary family's misfortune and suppress them, and they are quite bold in doing so.