Starry Sky Railway: No one understands the Amber King better than me.

[Director of Fleet Affairs, Marketing Department, Interstellar Peace Corporation, P46]

"I'm sorry, ma'am, all the VIP rooms are fully booked for today, but we have plenty of private rooms on the standard floors. What do you think..."

The receptionist's voice became somewhat stammering as she noticed the woman's face opposite her had turned unusually cold.

"No more seats? I just contacted your supervisor a while ago and confirmed there were still places available. Now that our director is here in person, do you want one P46 to go back the way they came, or do you want one P46 to dine on the standard floor?"

The female assistant's voice was calm, but her words were like knives.

The receptionist broke out in a cold sweat, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

Upon seeing this, the lobby manager rushed over from the other side, having already secretly notified the supervisor.

"Please calm down, miss. Please calm down, miss."

The manager first tried to calm the female assistant down, then glared at the receptionist.

"What's going on? I don't remember there being any seats before?"

"Manager. We did have some, but they were just booked..." The receptionist sounded a little aggrieved. As soon as she finished speaking, everyone's eyes suddenly turned to Xiang Yu and the others who were watching the commotion.

The female assistant remained calm, her gaze sweeping over the three people before her. A barely perceptible hint of disdain flashed in her eyes, but a polite smile graced her face.

"Gentlemen, have you reserved private rooms?"

Xiang Yu nodded silently.

"Oh, that's great." A look of relief flashed in the female assistant's eyes.

"Our Market Development Department and Fleet Affairs Department have important events to attend here today, and the director and some important guests have made time for us."

Therefore, may I ask the three leaders if it would be possible to relinquish the leased floor? We will certainly provide appropriate compensation.

The female assistant spoke politely, but her tone left no room for argument.

Xiang Yu's expression darkened, and after a moment of contemplation, he shook his head:

"I'm sorry, we also have an important event today and can't make room."

Upon hearing this, the female assistant narrowed her eyes slightly, and her voice was no longer calm:

"Are you sure you can make that decision? You can report back; our director is P46—"

Yes, I'm sure.

Before she could finish speaking, Xiang Yu gave an affirmative answer, and Xiao Han and Scott, who were standing next to her, also showed serious expressions.

The atmosphere on the field suddenly fell silent. Not to mention the person involved, even the restaurant staff watching were sweating profusely.

"Who is your leader? Could you please let me contact him personally?"

The female assistant said with a forced smile.

"...Our master is Lin Yuan, the special representative of the Market Development Department for Xianzhou Affairs."

Xiang Yu was silent for a moment, then suddenly remembered what Lin Yuan had said in the conference room, and a smile appeared on his face.

"The Immortal Ship...representative, Lin Yuan?"

The female assistant frowned, somewhat bewildered: "I don't know him... There's such a person in the Market Development Department—"

Before she could finish speaking, a deep voice suddenly came from behind:

"Haha, it's true what they say, 'We're family,' right? So this is the outstanding young man who was just promoted to P46. I never expected to run into this colleague here. We haven't had a chance to chat properly yet."

The female assistant paused for a moment, then quickly lowered her head and turned away.

The fleet affairs director slowly approached, surrounded by a group of people. He looked at Xiang Yu with a gentle expression.

"Representative Lin is back? As the fastest-promoted young person in our department through the 'Seeing the Sun' program, I've always wanted to meet him, but unfortunately I haven't had the chance."

Upon hearing this, a young man beside him subtly changed his expression.

“Hello, Mr. Director. Representative Lin asked us to come and make a reservation first; he will arrive shortly.” Xiang Yu said politely but firmly.

"Oh, I see." The director nodded.

"How about this? My original plan was to get together with some colleagues from the market development department. Now it's perfect, why don't we go together? More people means more fun!"

Upon hearing this, both the hotel staff and their subordinates' expressions changed.

His subordinates were shocked. In their eyes, their boss had actually condescended to back down.

The hotel staff breathed a sigh of relief; the situation was beyond their control.

At this moment, many distinguished guests in the hall have already turned their gazes toward this place.

"How interesting, a conflict between two P46s in the Market Development Department? I didn't expect to see such a drama. And who exactly is this Lin Yuan?"

In the reception area not far away, someone was chatting and laughing.

“Director, I cannot make that decision. Our representative Lin will be here shortly. You can wait a moment and communicate with him personally.”

Seeing that the other party was not being aggressive, Xiang Yu's tone softened.

"Hmph, now you can't make decisions anymore?" the female assistant sneered.

"Are you suggesting we make our director wait here? Do you know how much our time will affect our performance?!"

"Huh? Our time isn't time? Our achievements...aren't achievements?!"

Scott's loud voice suddenly rang out, catching both sides off guard.

Xiao Han tried to tug at his sleeve, but Scott shrugged, rolled up his sleeves, and stepped forward.

"They're all P46s from the Market Development Department. If you can't wait, this director can call our boss."

Scott tilted his head back, as if looking down his nose at people.

Hearing that irritating tone, the people opposite suddenly felt a surge of anger. Lone Wolf's commotion also attracted more onlookers.

"How outrageous!"

The young man beside the fleet commander couldn't hold back any longer. He looked at Scott and sneered:

"Who do you think you are, a nobody, to dare spout such nonsense here?! Do you think that just because you're of the same rank you can be compared? What qualifications does our director have? How many years has he served the company? How many important projects has he completed? What contributions has he made?"

The young man paused, his tone becoming increasingly sharp:

"Even if Representative Lin has reached P46 now, he's still just a young man. I was promoted through the Sunrise Project and have made quite a few contributions in the fleet these days. But compared to the Director General, our contributions and seniority are simply insignificant!"

"Hey, you can't say that. Whether you're at the grassroots level or in senior management, you're all contributing to the company."

The director smiled and waved his hand.

"Hmph...hehe...hahaha..."

Scott suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" The young man frowned.

"You mean, our Representative Lin lacks experience, hasn't contributed much to the company, and doesn't have a deep understanding of preservation principles? Hahahaha—"

Scott felt confident now, and his nervousness vanished instantly. He spoke with a playful expression.

On the return trip, Lin Yuan had them use their individual talents. Scott had been somewhat troubled before, but now he finally understood his powerful talent—stirring up trouble!

"Is not it?"

Seeing the director's slightly unfriendly expression, hearing the guy's incessant chatter, and noticing the gazes coming from all directions, the young man gritted his teeth, his face darkening.

This insignificant person has already found a way to die.

But just then—

The doors of the Interstellar Peace Hotel have reopened.

Suddenly, a pop-up window appeared in front of everyone wearing the field device, with huge golden characters filling their entire field of vision, even the fleet commander's:

[Attention! Lin Yuan, Special Representative for Immortal Ship Affairs, P46, Market Development Department, Interstellar Peace Company, and Guardian of the Storage Order, is approaching. All company employees are requested to immediately demonstrate their loyalty to the Storage Order and praise the great Amber King.]

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Chapter 262 Loyalty

Pop-up windows obstruct vision, and text overloads stimulate the nerves.

This is a privileged pop-up notification that senior employees have to send to employees below their level. But at this moment, even the P46-level Director of Market Development was not spared.

The murmurs in the hall abruptly ceased. The young man's prepared harsh words caught in his throat, and the female assistant's expression froze. The director of affairs fell silent.

Everyone's attention was focused on four words—"protection order envoy".

These four words, though short, carry enough weight to crush the entire hotel.

"A custody officer? When did the company get another custody officer?!" a guest exclaimed inwardly.

"Something big has happened! The Market Development Department has gained another envoy, and the department's structure is about to change drastically!"

Senior officials from other departments frowned.

"Manager, where are you? Our Interstellar Peace Hotel might have to close down today!"

The hotel manager groaned inwardly.

"Have I been set up?"

The director's face was somber.

Everyone was deeply shaken; no one doubted the authenticity of this identity. After all, it was information verified by the company's system, something even the board of directors couldn't tamper with.

The pop-up window disappeared the next moment, and a tall figure was already standing in the center of the lobby.

Behind him, a neat row of people in identical black and red uniforms and sunglasses stood side by side.

Everyone's face was expressionless. Even a seemingly delicate young girl was.

After looking around, the young man said loudly:

"I say, everything is dedicated to the Amber King!"

As the voice faded, a flash of light appeared, as if a giant hammer had struck the hearts of everyone present.

In an instant, whether guests or hotel staff, regardless of rank, everyone stood up, whether willingly or unwillingly, and shouted in unison:

"All is dedicated to the King of Amber!"