flstandardbreds Chapter 156 Diary of Qingque’s Diary
Chapter 156 Diary of Qingque’s Diary
(I’m kidding you, this is not a simulation, it’s called a false shot)
When Jiang Fan walked into the Taibusi Hall, Fu Xuan was sitting behind the chopping board and was almost overwhelmed by the files stacked up like a hill. For a moment, Jiang Fan almost didn't know whether to blame the stack of files being too high or Fu Xuan's seat. too short.
There was warm light outside the glass dome, and in the morning it started to drizzle again. Water droplets meandered across the glass, and the sunlight slanted on the solid-color carpet in the lobby of Taipus.
Jiang Fan motioned to Su Chang behind him to place the box in his arms on the ground. Sitting on the Grand Master's chair nearby, he watched Fu Xuan immersed in the file.
As the acting general advocating the new style of Luofu, Fu Xuan naturally had to set an example. She took over all the documents and files that were supposed to be handed over to Shence Fu, even the unprocessed files that had been shelved for some years. And asked for it.
In her words, 'If we want to change the thinking and behavior of the officials of the Six Divisions of Luofu today, we must start from the generals and the Six Imperial Guards and set an example. As the acting general of Luofu, she has the responsibility to take a good lead. ’
These exciting words naturally won the applause of the whole house.
Even Jing Yuan, who was drinking tea in the Shence Mansion, applauded vigorously and lamented that the acting general, General Fu Xuan, was really a model of the new era and the benchmark for Xianzhou today. Especially Qing Que was almost moved to tears.
Now she has completed the three consecutive jumps that everyone in the officialdom dreams of, leaping from the low-level diviner of the 'head' to the personal diviner of the acting general.
If I had to describe it, it would probably be like a pea shooter wearing a helmet and turning into a pea machine gunner, with a fire tree in front of him.
Originally, a promotion would be a huge fortune for any official in any of the six divisions, but Qingque felt that she had been cheated. This promotion was as good as killing her. She thought she was The train crew is like a mule.
The original Qingque originally had the idea of getting a promotion and a raise to reach the top of the Immortal Species. After all, think about her Qingque working as a cow and horse for Fu Taibu. Although she occasionally fished for fish at work, her progress was not delayed. There is hard work without credit.
She originally thought that the job of a personal diviner was nothing more than passing on messages, or wandering around the Sixth Division to convey General Fu's orders, or at worst just running errands occasionally.
But who knew that the workload of a personal diviner is almost the same as that of Fu Taibu. If Fu Taibu handles 40 files, she will have to share 20 of them, and so on. Now Qingque feels that she has spent her whole life fishing for money. All the rest time was wasted.
Let alone Moyu to hunt down Emperor Yuan Qiongyu, she didn't even have the time to send a message. She had just finished processing one file, and it was immediately followed by the next one. Even though it was 9 on top and 4 on bottom, she still felt that her days were like years. .
Jiang Fan picked up the steaming black tea on the table and took a sip. Seeing that the poker player who was proud of fishing in the past has now become the person she hates the most, she can't help but feel a little emotional.
It turns out that this is the first level of official college to crush people to death. No wonder Jingyuan, who is allergic to black tea, can now drink black tea like water. It must be that he has led him to develop the habit.
It is true that today's Luofu is like a huge machine that is starting to run vigorously, and every gear is working extra hard.
But Jiang Fan still feels that in a high-pressure working environment, even machines will be overwhelmed, so under his suggestion, Luofu now enjoys double holidays and two months of paid annual leave, so as not to let the Officials in Luofu became resistant to work.
"Girl Fu Xuan is quite serious. Yes, she already has the demeanor of a general, and the future is promising." Jiang Fan sipped the black tea in small sips and nodded lightly.
Fu Xuan raised his head from the hill-like desk and stared at Jiang Fan for a moment through the thick files.
She always felt that Master Chang Heng Siming's words were particularly familiar to her. About the general's demeanor and promising future, not only the tone, but also the slightly appreciative expression were exactly the same. They were carved from the same mold.
Fu Xuan was silent for a while: "Master Chang Heng Siming is too complimentary."
She now roughly understood that it turned out that General Jing Yuan's rhetoric was probably learned from the mouth of Lord Chang Heng Siming in front of her.
What future can be expected, what general's appearance, and what opportunity is coming soon, look at it! Even their expressions were exactly the same, and she almost couldn't help but stand up and slap the table.
Jiang Fan glanced at Fu Xuan behind the files. In the corner of the desk was a classic working-class breakfast, refreshing tea, egg sandwiches and sliced bread spread with jam.
It was now close to noon, and it was estimated that the acting general had been busy all morning without even having time to eat breakfast. In fact, he really wanted to persuade this girl. After all, protecting the body was more important than work.
After all, the general is just a wage earner to put it bluntly. Your diligent management of Xianzhou is your steward, and your appropriately relaxed management is also your steward.
After all, Xianzhou will not be revived because of the centuries-old management system, nor will it be replaced by Xianzhou because of a lax management system.
As long as Lan exists, and as long as the general who was given the power of the order exists, the immortal boat will always be an immortal boat.
"Are you sure the contents of the package were picked up outside Taibosi's door?" Jiang Fan glanced at the package placed on the ground.
"Well, Qingque found it outside the door when he came to Taibusi in the morning. The wrapping cloth and box did come from Xianzhou. I also sent someone to check, but the buyer was wearing the armor of the Cloud Cavalry Army. I thought To find out the true identity, you need to open the poor observation array to get to the bottom of it." Fu Xuan stood up and stretched slightly.
At this time, Qingque also raised his head from the hill-like file and looked at the former poker friend not far away who forced a smile. The smile was full of bitterness and despair, and his eyes were full of hesitation.
Jiang Fan had seen that expression before, on Xing's face, when several trash cans exploded in front of her eyes.
"No need to open the Qiongguan Formation, I already know who it is." Jiang Fan shook his head and gestured to Su Shang to open the package on the ground, "Unexpectedly... the little Beloberg is crouching tiger, hidden dragon, this Sang The old thief Bokoji is no ordinary person..."
Su Shang puffed up her chest, nodded proudly, and strode forward to untie the knot of the package.
Fu Xuan was suddenly stunned again, because she saw a familiar expression on Su Chang's face. It seemed to be her a hundred years ago. Not long after she took the seat of fortune teller, General Jing Yuan patted her on the face. With an expression of admiration on her shoulders, she said those words that she has never forgotten.
"Fu Aiqing is indeed smart and has the demeanor of a general. He has a bright future and a promising future... It seems that I will abdicate in favor of the wise..."
For a moment, Fu Xuan suddenly sympathized with the Yunqi Army soldier in front of him.
Su Shang leaned down and gently pulled the knot of the package. The blue cloth was spread flat on the ground along with her hands, revealing a small brown-red wooden box. She gently pressed the lever on the front of the box, and the box slowly opened.
"Is this... a photo?" Fu Xuan looked along the wooden box. There was obviously a photo in the shadow of the box, and a corner of the photo was exposed in the beam, which looked like a furry tail.
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Sorry, happy April Fools' Day, there is no simulation in this chapter, what? You said today is not April Fool's Day? Sorry, sorry, I just wanted to fool you, I did it on purpose, yes, that’s right (nods with hands on hips)