Under One Person: The End of Technique, Company Building

Half a month is neither a long nor a short time.

On the tenth day after Zhuge Qi returned to headquarters, he had already cleaned up the mess left by his trip to Tianjin.

He had finished reading the supervision report of the Lü family. Ren Fei had done a very thorough job. Lü Ci was indeed a sensible person. He submitted a list of people to be removed from the list within three days of returning home.

Lu Xingye's Minghun Technique has been revoked, and he has been handed over to the company for disposal. The other branch disciples who had not reported their awakenings have also been dealt with accordingly.

The entire cleaning process was clean and efficient, without any unnecessary delays.

However, the Minghun Technique is one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills.

A decision has not yet been made.

Zhuge Qi also knew that now was not the time to deal with the Lü family, and that the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony should still be the priority.

In the remaining time, Zhuge Qi focused his main energy on two things: first, to refine the work plan for the Luotian Grand Ceremony, and second, to thoroughly solidify the state of "abandoning thoughts and achieving purity".

Half a month later, he started getting up at 5:30 every morning and meditating in his dormitory for an hour.

The changes brought about by the fourth stage of stillness cultivation are subtle and gradual, like a basin of water that used to have ripples on the surface, but now is as smooth as a mirror.

Whatever comes out of the photo is what it is; I neither welcome nor reject anything.

Two days before departure, Zhuge Qi summoned Ma Hong to his office.

"Old Ma, we're planning to leave soon, so get your work ready."

"No problem, Section Chief!"

The day after tomorrow is May 22nd, and the Luo Tian Grand Ritual will officially start on June 10th. We went there a week in advance to coordinate security and familiarize ourselves with the site, which was just the right time.

The following afternoon, Zhuge Qi made one last trip to Zhao Fangxu's office.

"Leaving tomorrow?" Zhao Fangxu was making tea when he saw Zhuge Qi come in, so he poured an extra cup for him.

"Yes, the high-speed train is at six o'clock tomorrow morning. It will arrive in Nanchang at noon, and then I will change trains to Longhu Mountain." Zhuge Qi took the teacup and took a sip. It was this year's pre-Qingming Longjing tea, with a tender green color and a clear aroma.

Zhao Fangxu poured himself another glass, leaned back in his chair, and said unhurriedly, "I've already spoken to people in East China. Dou Le knows you're going, and he'll make the arrangements."

"Understood. I will negotiate with them, but their position will remain primary, with us playing a supporting role."

The headquarters is only responsible for overall allocation, but it is still necessary to delegate authority to local authorities.

Dou Le is a veteran comrade, and he is very reliable in handling matters.

Zhao Fangxu put down his teacup, glanced at him, his gaze lingering on Zhuge Qi's face for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Your complexion has improved a lot in the past two weeks. Taking a vacation really works."

Zhuge Qi did not explain, but simply smiled.

Zhao Fangxu stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and waved at him: "Okay, go back and get ready. Come back soon."

At 5:40 a.m. on May 22, just as dawn was breaking, a dark gray seven-seater van was parked in the small square downstairs from the headquarters building.

Old Huang was smoking next to the car when he saw Zhuge Qi come out of the building carrying a bag. He put out his cigarette and opened the side door.

"Good morning, Section Chief."

"Old Huang, thank you for your hard work." Zhuge Qi put the chair in the back seat and sat in the second row by the window.

He wore a light blue shirt today, with the sleeves rolled up to mid-forearm, and a light dark gray jacket over it, looking neat and unassuming.

Xiao Li came with him.

Less than five minutes later, Ma Hong arrived.

He carried a bulging backpack and wore a black short-sleeved T-shirt, his muscle definition clearly visible in the morning light.

Seeing that the section chief had arrived before him made him feel a little awkward and inexplicably apprehensive.

Liu Yanyan jogged out of the gate.

She also changed her clothes, wearing a dark blue sports jacket with black trousers, and her hair was tied into a neat ponytail. She looked much more energetic than when she was in Tianjin.

She ran to the car, glanced nervously at Zhuge Qi, and paused for a moment before obediently opening the back door and getting in.

I realized I had arrived quite some time ago.

Feng Baobao strolled out of the building slowly, holding a bowl of instant noodles in her hand, eating as she walked, with a sausage dangling from her mouth.

She walked to the car, glanced down inside, her gaze sliding from Zhuge Qi to Ma Hong, then from Ma Hong to Liu Yanyan, before finally opening the car door and sitting in the last row with a blank expression.

"Everyone's here, let's go."

Old Huang started the car, and the van slowly drove out of the headquarters compound, merging into the sparse traffic of the early morning.

As dawn broke, the east turned a pale white, casting a soft golden hue over the outlines of the tall buildings.

The street scene outside the car window gradually changed from office buildings and shopping malls to low-rise residential buildings, and then to vast fields of farmland and scattered villages.

The car drove for about forty minutes before arriving at the high-speed rail station.

At 7:00 AM sharp, train GXXX departed on time, heading south from Beijing towards Jiangxi.

The business class carriage wasn't crowded. Zhuge Qi sat by the window with a thin notebook on his lap and a fountain pen in his hand. He would occasionally write a few words and then stop to look out the window.

Ma Hong sat next to him, wearing headphones and watching fighting tutorial videos on his phone, occasionally making a few gestures at the screen.

Liu Yanyan sat on the other side of the aisle. At first, she sat up straight, but later she couldn't hold on any longer and leaned back in her chair and drifted off to sleep.

Feng Baobao, who was in the last row, fell asleep as soon as she got on the bus. Her bowl of noodles was placed on the small table, her head was tilted towards the window, and her breathing was as even as a cat lying against the wall sunbathing.

The high-speed train sped across the North China Plain, with fields and villages flashing past the window as they receded into the distance.

Zhuge Qi put down his pen and looked out the window for a while. The wheat in the field had already turned yellow, and the harvest season was approaching.

Several hours later, the train slowed down and entered the station.

The platform at Nanchang West Railway Station was busier than expected. Zhuge Qi got off the train with his bag. Lao Huang had contacted the branch office in advance. As soon as he exited the station, he saw a young man in a NaDuTong uniform holding a sign at the exit.

"Hello, hello, are you Section Chief Zhuge?" The young man quickly came up to greet him with a business-like enthusiastic smile. "I'm Xiao Wang from the Administration Section of the East China Branch. Director Dou asked me to pick you up. The car is waiting outside."

Zhuge Qi shook hands with the other party, said "Thank you for your hard work," and then led the group and Xiao Wang towards the parking lot.

After switching to a silver-white SUV, the car drove through the city of Nanchang and headed east.

About an hour and a half later, the scenery outside the car window changed from city buildings to rolling hills, the greenery became increasingly lush, and the smell in the air changed from exhaust fumes to a mixture of grass and soil.

From here, one can already see the towering mountains in the distance, with their extraordinary atmosphere.

Zhuge Qi had exceptional eyesight.

In the distance, a mountain gate came into view.

With its red walls, gray tiles, and upturned eaves, the building appears solemn and serene in the afternoon sunlight.

We've arrived at Longhu Mountain.