American comic: From Beijing with Love, starting with a mutant.

"Alright, alright! It's no big deal! Nothing's missing, and Anton isn't going to eat you, is he?"

"You don't understand," Stephen Chow sighed.

"The finance department's eyes are sharper than Agent Zero's eight-times sniper scope. If those 'special hospitality funds' I hid under my bed fall into his hands..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's go!" Chen Jiaju urged impatiently.

"I still need to pick up Xiaomei."

The elevator descended.

Stephen Chow stared at the fluctuating floor numbers, still feeling down.

"bite."

The elevator doors slid open to both sides.

Chen Jiaju was the first to walk out, pointing to the spacious and bright hall in front of him.

"We're here, on the second basement level," Chen Jiaju said. "This is your resettlement center."

The space in front of me is more than twice the size of my former workplace.

The layout is that of a modern government service hall, with a touch of community school feel.

"This...this is our workplace?"

"The funds specially approved by the higher-ups should, of course, be spent wisely." Chen Jiaju strode forward.

"Your office is at the very back."

The two walked through the hall and came to the end of the corridor.

Chen Jiaju stopped in front of a wooden door and pointed to the bronze plaque on the door.

"Here, this is your territory."

Stephen Chow took a closer look and saw two lines of text engraved on the bronze plaque.

"Office for the Introduction of Overseas Special Talents"

"Director's Office."

Stephen Chow was so moved he almost cried, and his earlier dejection and fear vanished completely.

He reached out and gently stroked the bronze plaque.

"I, Zhou..." He sniffed and tilted his head back to hold back the tears welling up in his eyes.

"Finally, someone with their own government office! Three years selling pork, then another three years, and finally, heaven has eyes!"

Chen Jiaju raised his wrist and glanced at his watch.

"Alright, I've wasted so much of your time wandering around aimlessly."

"What's the rush? Come in and have a cup of tea!" Stephen Chow said with a big smile.

"Screw tea! I have to take Xiaomei on a trip!" Chen Jiaju turned and ran towards the elevator.

Stephen Chow watched his retreating figure, then smiled and waved.

"Go ahead! I wish you and Xiaomei a healthy baby soon!"

Stephen Chow turned around and pushed open the door that belonged to him.

Storm, who had been following him, also came in.

The office was spacious and bright, with a banner on the wall that read "Serve the People".

Behind a desk is a large leather boss chair, and along the wall are a sofa and a water dispenser.

Stephen Chow took a deep breath.

Oh my god!

Even the air is filled with the fragrance of power!

Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

Secretary Xiao Liu walked in carrying a thick stack of forms.

"Director Zhou! You're finally back!" Xiao Liu exclaimed with delight.

Seeing him, Stephen Chow became unhappy again. "What? You don't want to see me come back? I'm not saying this to be mean! We've been here before, why did you keep it from me!"

"Uh..." Secretary Liu looked hesitant. "The director told me not to tell you yet..."

Stephen Chow scolded Xiao Liu for five minutes before his mood improved.

There is another important matter at hand, namely the issue of Storm's placement.

Xiao Liu came here this time to coordinate this matter with him.

Xiao Liu, after taking out the relevant documents, explained the situation to Storm Girl.

Storm was somewhat incredulous as she carefully filled out the form.

"Did you really write down every single detail?"

"It's all in black and white, no deception whatsoever," Stephen Chow casually replied. "So that if there's a workplace injury later, we can get compensation."

Storm didn't say anything more, and quickly signed her name with her head down.

Xiao Liu took the filled-out form and carefully checked it.

He then took a temporary access pass out of his pocket and handed it to Storm.

"Ms. Monroe, class will be in classroom number three at 2 p.m."

Xiao Liu pointed in the direction of the corridor: "The first lesson will mainly cover the 'Regulations on Capacity Management'."

Storm nodded and hung the access pass around her neck.

"I'll go take a look around first, then I'll go to class." Storm smiled at Old Zhou. "I hope I won't get expelled."

"Study hard, and ask the teacher if you don't understand!" Stephen Chow gave her a thumbs up.

Storm turned and walked out of the office, her back view looking much more relaxed than when she had arrived.

Only Zhou Xingxing and Xiao Liu remained in the office.

"How are those four new kids doing now?" Stephen Chow asked.

"The training is more than halfway done." Xiao Liu flipped through the roster in his hand.

"They're all very obedient. Especially that one with the spot, he filled two whole notebooks with notes."

"Where are the flower buds? Have they been adjusting well these past few days?"

"Oasis sent her several jars of local honey," Xiao Liu said with a smile. "The girl was so touched she cried, saying she would go to the Northwest to report for duty as soon as the training was over."

Zhou Xingxing nodded in satisfaction. "What about Gegebu's chicken farm?"

"It's been approved. It's located in the Ankang mountain area, and fifty acres of forest land have been approved." Xiao Liu pulled out a drawing from the bottom of the document.

"The logistics department is allocating flame-retardant building materials."

Zhou Xingxing took the blueprints and examined them carefully.

"Take a look," Xiao Liu said, pointing to several areas on the blueprints. "The chicken coop is entirely coated with fire-resistant material, and the manure treatment system is an independent recycling system."

"Is Bao Bao deciding to go with him?"

"Yes, Bao Bao has already signed the letter of intent." Xiao Liu nodded: "Gegebu said he would teach him how to hatch eggs step by step."

Stephen Chow was in a good mood, and all the resettlement work was on track.

Xiao Liu also left the office with the documents in his hand.

When he was alone in the office, Old Zhou chuckled lewdly a few times and locked the door like a thief.

Then he tiptoed to the desk, placed his hands on the surface, leaned back, and sank into the soft boss's chair.

"That feels so good!"

He spun halfway around in his chair, then lifted his legs and placed them directly on the desk.

This is life!

This is the treatment that Zhou deserves!

On the left side of the desk is a red secure telephone, and on the right side is a black internal telephone.

Everything seemed so formal and impressive.

Stephen Chow closed his eyes, preparing to take a comfortable nap.

"Ring ring ring!"

The red secure phone on the table rang, like a death knell.

Stephen Chow was so frightened that he almost fell off the chair.

He quickly put his legs off the table and frantically grabbed the microphone.

"Feed? Who?"

"It's me," came Director Wang's deep voice from the other end of the phone.

"Chief!" Zhou Xingxing began to complain, "I just landed, I haven't even had a sip of water yet!"

"Enough talk, get to my office right now!"

"Where is your office, sir? This is my first time back here, and I don't know the way!"

"beep…"

The call was disconnected.

As Zhou Xingxing listened to the dial tone, his right eyelid twitched.

Wang Pangzi's tone is clearly off!

Did that ruthless tyrant Anton really investigate all of his invoices thoroughly?