Under One Person: The End of Technique, Company Building

After the door closed again, Xu Si cursed.

"Those bastards from Quanxing never stop causing trouble. Third brother, what do you think? Should we continue to wait and wait, or take the initiative and strike?"

Xu San didn't answer immediately, but instead lit another cigarette.

This is his second cigarette of the day.

"Let's wait for Zhuge Qi to arrive." Xu San finally gave an answer that surprised Xu Si.

"Wait for him? Why wait for him?" Xu Si asked, puzzled. "Are you really planning to wait for outsiders to interfere in North China?"

Xu San's voice carried a hint of helplessness, "The files were stolen, the grave was robbed, and Quanxing is eyeing Zhang Chulan covetously. The connection and severity of these three things are beyond what our single district can handle."

Zhuge Qilai represents the attitude and resources of the head office. With him here, we have the confidence to do things.

Xu Si listened, and although he was still reluctant, he knew in his heart that what his third brother said made sense.

The North China Division is ultimately just a local organization with limited authority and resources. It can handle the daily management of supernatural beings without much trouble, but when faced with an opponent of the Quanxing level, coupled with the weight of the "Eight Extraordinary Techniques," they do seem somewhat powerless.

"Alright, then we'll wait." Xu Si finally compromised. "But before he arrives, we need to do everything we can. Continue the investigation at the cemetery, and strengthen the protection of Zhang Chulan."

"Don't cause any more trouble. If anything else goes wrong, even if Section Chief Zhuge wanted to cover for us, he wouldn't be able to."

Xu San nodded, and was about to say something when the landline on his desk rang again.

Both of them looked at the phone at the same time, and their hearts tightened.

This number was called from headquarters.

Xu San took a deep breath, picked up the receiver, and said in a calm and respectful tone, "Hello, this is Xu San from the North China Division."

A kind yet authoritative voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xu San, this is Zhao Fangxu."

Xu San subconsciously sat up straighter.

"Hello Mr. Zhao, what instructions do you have?"

"No instructions, just calling to check in." Zhao Fangxu's tone sounded very casual, but Xu San knew that his superior never called to "check in" without a reason. "I heard Zhang Xilin's grave was disturbed, what's the situation?"

Xu San's heart skipped a beat, but he still answered truthfully: "Reporting to General Manager Zhao, it did indeed happen last night. The on-site investigation has been completed, and the preliminary judgment is that it was done by Quanxing. We are still investigating who exactly did it, and we are doing our best..."

"Alright, alright, no need for such a detailed report." Zhao Fangxu interrupted him, his tone still friendly. "I'm not here to hear reports; I just want to tell you something."

Xu San held his breath.

"Zhuge Qi will arrive the day after tomorrow. His arrival means he represents me." Zhao Fangxu's voice sounded exceptionally clear on the phone. "You comrades in North China, no matter what problems arose before, as long as you do your job well and handle things properly, the company will not hold a grudge about what happened before."

But if anything goes wrong next, then Zhuge Qi won't be able to cover for you.

"Yes, General Manager Zhao, rest assured, the North China Division will fully cooperate with Section Chief Zhuge's work and will not allow the situation to escalate further." Xu San's voice was resolute.

"Okay, that's settled then." Zhao Fangxu said and hung up the phone.

Xu San put down the receiver and noticed that his palms were a little wet.

Xu Si, who was sitting opposite, also heard the conversation on the phone. His expression wasn't very good, but he didn't say anything more casual.

"Did General Manager Zhao make the call personally?" Xu Si asked.

"Um."

"It seems that Zhuge Qi is more important to General Zhao than we thought." Xu Si stroked his stubble. "He's here to hand us a rope, but there's a knife tied to the other end. He can help us climb up, or he can cut us down with one blow."

Xu San stubbed out his second cigarette, stood up, and walked to the whiteboard by the wall.

The whiteboard was covered with photos, maps, and clue notes, all related to the incident.

He stared at the whiteboard for a while, then suddenly said, "Fourth brother, tomorrow you take some men to the cemetery again and check all the surveillance cameras within a five-kilometer radius, including those in the villages, on the roads, and at the gas stations. Don't miss a single one. I'm going to Nankai University to personally contact Zhang Chulan."

"You're going yourself?" Xu Si asked, somewhat surprised. "Aren't you waiting for Zhuge Qi?"

"We can't wait any longer," Xu San said. "What President Zhao just said made it very clear—'If anything goes wrong again...'"

In other words, we cannot afford any more mistakes before he arrives. Zhang Chulan is the most crucial link now, and we must establish a strong defense around him.

Xu Si thought about it and agreed, nodding, "Okay, you go and contact Zhang Chulan, and I'll investigate the cemetery. But be careful when you contact him. That kid has been hiding among ordinary people for over ten years; he's definitely not a simple character."

"I know," Xu San said.

Of course he knew.

How could a young person who has managed to live peacefully to this day while bearing the identity of "the source of Qi" in the world of supernatural beings be a simple character?

He picked up the car keys from the table, turned around, and walked out the door.

When he reached the door, he stopped and looked back at Xu Si.

"Fourth brother."

"Um?"

"Zhuge Qi will arrive the day after tomorrow, so we must not neglect our hospitality." Xu San's tone was very serious. "His politeness is a matter of his upbringing, but we must show the same respect as him."

Xu Si waved his hand: "Alright, alright, you're better at these kinds of situations than I am, you take charge."

Xu San nodded, pushed open the door, and went out.

Xu Si was the only one left in the office.

He sat in the swivel chair, staring at the still flickering light on the ceiling, moving the unlit cigarette from the left corner of his mouth to the right, and then back again.

It was repeated several times.

"Zhuge Qi..." He muttered the name to himself, then shook his head and stood up.

He picked up the walkie-talkie on the table and shouted into the channel, "Everyone from the intelligence team, come to my office for a meeting."

A few responses came through the walkie-talkie. Xu Si threw the walkie-talkie back on the table, walked to the window, and looked down at the busy staff and the haphazardly parked vehicles in the courtyard.

He and Xu San took over the North China division after his father was hospitalized.

Over the years, he has weathered countless storms and dealt with countless troubles, big and small, but never before has he felt so powerless as this time.

His father wanted him to take over the business.

Now it seems that my cultivation is really not enough, and I'm not quite up to the task of leading the North China division.

As soon as Xu San stepped out of the room, the disheveled girl who had been waiting outside immediately followed him.

The girl was tall and slender with a well-proportioned figure. Her long hair was loose and somewhat disheveled, but her fair skin and delicate features couldn't hide her refined and elegant temperament.

"Baby, let's go out for a bit, we have some work to do."