A is in StarCraft, just disembarked from the Zerg Prince spaceship.

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Seeing Kelly standing at the doorway, looking at the things inside, Director Milo became somewhat nervous:

"Chairman Kelly, we just don't know where to put these things. Please believe me, we are absolutely not..."

They just haven't had time to deal with it yet! Now that the new policy is in full swing, who would dare...!

"Ah, please don't worry." Before he could finish speaking, Kelly turned around and said kindly, "It's alright, the monitoring team's bugs will come over later to help you deal with these things."

"..." Director Milo wanted to explain something, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't say anything.

The fact that these things weren't dealt with is an indisputable mistake, and any explanation is futile.

Back in the lobby on the first floor, there was a bit of a commotion at the information desk.

A middle-aged male insect, impeccably dressed and resembling a former nobleman, raised his voice and pounded on the information desk: "What kind of service is this? Can't you even meet this basic requirement? In the past, you would have been dragged out by now!"

The staff member remained polite: "Sir, the personalized companionship you requested is indeed not within our service scope. If you require it, you can contact a qualified caregiver agency..."

"Do you know who I am?" The old male insect's face was grim.

"We know you are a citizen in need of assistance," the staff member said calmly. "Therefore, we have provided you with a list of eligible services that all citizens can apply for."

The old male insect was about to say something when he saw Kelly and Milo walking over.

He quickly said, "Milo! You've come at the right time! They..."

Milo quickly stepped forward and interrupted him: "Mr. Lynn, please follow the rules and regulations! If you have any questions about our rules and regulations, you can come to my office later to discuss them in detail."

The old male insect shifted its gaze from Milo's face to Kelly's face.

He recognized Kelly, and his momentum immediately weakened. He moved his lips but didn't say anything more.

Kelly smiled and asked, "Mr. Lynn? Do you have any comments or suggestions regarding the current services of the Xiongbao Association? It's perfect timing, you can directly report any problems to me."

The old male insect glanced at Milo again, received his look, lowered his head, muttered "No need," and hurriedly left the service center.

Milo turned to Kelly, intending to explain, "Chairman, this is from the former Lynn family..."

Kelly smiled and interrupted him: "No need to say anything, just handle it according to the rules and regulations."

"Yes, yes..." Milo replied meekly.

Good heavens, how unlucky! Just when this chairman of the regulatory team was on inspection, everything happened to happen to him.

Kelly checked the time: 2:10.

They've already spent an hour here, and this afternoon they're going to inspect the other six offices. It's time to go to the other offices.

"Director Milo, if there are no other questions, we'll take our leave now."

"Please go ahead," Milo said, quickly seeing them out.

Before leaving, Kelly signed her name and dated the suggestion book next to the information desk.

Back in the car, Kelly told his deputy, "Record: Seventh District is under close observation. Some former noble members still harbor privileged attitudes, especially Director Milo Pace. The monitoring team will continue to follow up and handle the follow-up."

"Okay." The deputy entered the record on the terminal and arranged for the monitoring team to intervene.

The vehicle started, and they continued their patrol.

Subsequent inspections went smoothly, and there was no situation like that in the seventh district.

Not difficult to understand.

District 7 is the area closest to the headquarters. The headquarters of the Xiongbao Association is located in the very center of the capital. The closer an area is to the very center of the capital, the more deeply it will be influenced by the old Xiongbao Association.

After inspecting the district offices of the Xiongan New Area Development and Reform Commission, they returned to the headquarters building.

As dusk approached and the sun set, the shadows of the buildings stretched long.

The tall buildings cast shadows, and it was already getting dark on the ground. The streetlights began to come on.

At 5:30, Kelly returned to her office.

Write today's inspection report, highlighting the poor performance of District 7, which requires close monitoring.

After finishing the last few documents, I turned off the office computer.

The deputy knocked on the door and came in, leaving several documents that needed to be signed. Kelly signed them.

"Chairman, is there anything else you need? If not, I'll be leaving now," the deputy said.

"Understood." Kelly nodded.

After the deputy left, the office became quiet.

Kelly stood up and walked to the window.

At six o'clock, the sky outside still had a reddish-orange glow, and the city lights had begun to come on, with many tall buildings in the distance brightly lit.

He picked up his coat and left work.

He encountered an employee working overtime in the hallway who greeted him. Kelly told him that if there was nothing important, he could go home first and could do it tomorrow.

The employee thanked him, smiling and saying that it was almost done, and he could finish in a few minutes and then go home.

Kelly walked out the door.

The driver was already waiting in the usual spot.

I got into the car, it started, and drove towards the manor.

Kelly leaned against the car window, watching the lights flow by outside. Streetlights swept past one after another, shop windows were bright, and apartment windows were lit up.

The street food stalls emitted fragrant aromas, and the oil fryers and barbecue stands were shrouded in smoke, filling the air with heat. People who had just finished get off work flocked to the area, and the queues were so long that many were anxiously waiting with their money in hand, stamping their feet as they waited.

Very vibrant, very cute.

There was no panic, no oppression, no shadow of darkness.

This kind of life is really wonderful.

Sometimes he was really afraid that this was all a dream.

But no, it's true.

The past was like a nightmare, and they have truly escaped from that nightmare.

I got home and ate dinner.

The butler said to him, "Young master, the master called today, asking if you'd be interested in contacting another suitable male insect..."

Kelly chuckled: "Next time my father-in-law calls, just tell him I don't have time."

Busy serving His Majesty the Queen of Insects with all his heart and soul, busy building a beautiful country.

I'm not making this up; I really don't have time.

To provide strong support for Her Majesty the Queen, keep an eye on those resentful old forces, and truly bring peace to this beautiful new world.

He genuinely didn't have the time; love is something that requires a lot of time and energy to understand, connect with, and maintain.

Kelly smiled again.

Human inhibitors have been introduced to Lehrnia, and the problems of female insects' mental turmoil and estrus cycle have been resolved. They are no longer as dependent on male insects as before.

Building a nation is far more important than finding a male insect.

The lonely king has pursued numerous degrees and is dedicated to building a beautiful motherland!

Cheers to the great cause!