Chapter 15 (Catching Bugs)

"This year's meeting is exceptionally peaceful, leaders." Shen Jian crossed his legs, relaxed on the backrest, and smiled casually to start the meeting. He exclaimed, "Even the sunlight is very moving, and there is no space for even the smallest shadow to linger."

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Jian saw that most of the leaders were able to control their emotions, but the cadres behind them had different expressions and made slight movements.

Huh? Shen Jian blinked.

Although he did expect that some subordinates would drag down the leader, Shen Jian really didn't think there would be so many. Although he didn't notify anyone of what he was going to do today, they shouldn't be unable to stand up to him with just a word.

He was slightly surprised, then turned around and looked at his extremely versatile cadres with an open mind.

His direct descendants accepted his scrutiny very calmly, and Shen An even cast an innocent and doubtful look at him from the hidden angle of his sight.

Chen Jian was speechless and turned a blind eye. He slowly turned his gaze away and then slowly but very carefully observed the people below who controlled nine-tenths of the world's resources.

He looked at them as calmly as possible, with a slight sense of compassion and unwavering determination for what he was about to say.

This is the fourth day of his first quantum transmission.

Yesterday, because of Xu Yinmo's unexpected news - to be honest, for Chen Jian as a civilian, or in other words, a human being, he felt extremely, extremely incredible. This incredible status could even make him make a decision in an instant.

He made an exception and forced the spire meeting to be suspended for a whole day to digest the situation.

As soon as the news of the delay came out, not to mention the various organizations that were already worried yesterday, the reporters lurking in various cities in Country O were almost crazy, trying their best to find out a little information to report to their boss who was urging them - but Shen Jian locked the news tightly, and even Jiawen Media, which was at the meeting and had the longest reach, didn't get any news.

Shen Xiuzhu, who had not appeared in front of the media for many years, even had to show up in person to divert public attention.

But it is also true that in the past, from the first day to the last day of the Spire Conference, the number of lives lost, both openly and covertly, would have been counted in tons. They reported that these scraps could support the company for several months, but this year was unexpectedly peaceful, as calm as soft brocade.

..."peace".

Many leaders sat in front of the revolving giant table, chewing on these two words alone, and then thought of the person sitting in the main seat, and couldn't help but feel a great sense of ridicule.

On the first day, they announced a war against the Middle Ages so bluntly; then they naturally moved the arms sale to the second day and called in new people; and on the third day, they simply suspended the meeting. Over the past three days, the accumulated tension among the leaders was enough to mask the power of the Spire Conference that had gathered together for decades.

What on earth are the leaders of the Wuyan Tower going to do? They are like big fish trapped on an iceberg, struggling and thinking desperately with all the available information under all unfavorable conditions.

But Shen Jian had already called their senses back with a smile. After seeing through everyone's thoughts in three seconds, he smiled again and calmly put down a powerful thunder that he had prepared.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have much use in this position, so I think..."

“Squeak—” “Wow, bang!”

Almost all the leaders started fighting at once, looking at Chen Jian in horror. The harsh sound of chairs moving came one after another, and everyone looked at the leader in a daze, their minds subconsciously shocked by the potential meaning behind this sentence, their fingertips stiffened, and they let the scalding tea in their hands fall.

"No, Mr. Shen, please wait a moment." The leader of the soul-hunting team spoke in a hurry, almost calculating every word in milliseconds. "You know, your willingness to sit in this position has already had the greatest impact. We are away from..."

"Yes." Shen Jian looked at everyone who stood up, and the smile on his lips finally became straight, "Sorry, everyone."

This time his apology was sincere. "The Spire Conference will be held for five days. The Spark Project is left on this year's agenda. I think if everyone is interested in this, the operator will be happy to answer your questions."

"I will sit until the end of this meeting, and from now on, Wu Yan Tower will end its status as the default godfather of all organizations."

Chen Lanhe once told him that as long as Wu Yanta stopped acting as the "middleman" of this organization, the upper echelons would instantly become a nauseating mess like the ancient Greek pantheon.

Now, he had to have this chaos.

Regardless of the uproar below, Chen Jian resolutely made a final greeting to everyone: "Thank you for your hard work over the long term, everyone."

He also stood up, ignoring all the eager inquiring eyes, and gave a final smile: "Freedom has come."

Then he turned and left, without any attachment to the so-called throne.

.

After the Five-Day Spire Conference, the world situation changed rapidly.

Even though the specific situation is not very clear, the turbulent upper echelons and the frantic changes in the organization's stance have fed all the large and small companies like cramming, forcing them to carefully delete the parts that cannot be revealed and shock the world.

In addition, due to the reappearance of Shen Xiuzhu, everyone was discussing the taboo part, whether it was the accident of Wuyan Tower.

These rumors could not reach Shen Jian's ears, but they could reach the ears of the cadres.

In the public space for cadres on the entire floor of Wuyin Tower, which had no partitions, Chen An sat lazily on the single sofa in the front center, looking at the sofas of different sizes, the wooden chairs and projection equipment that some cadres liked, scattered irregularly around the huge space, and let out his first soft laugh since returning home.

"Chen Xiuzhu, go deal with the news outside~ Don't let the master clean up your ass again."

Shen Xiuzhu, who was projected onto the white wall, laughed coldly, "The boss didn't give me any news, so it's not your turn to manage. Besides, the combination of you and me is not as harsh as the boss gave you, Shen An, ten years ago."

Shen An didn’t respond at all: “Oh, Mr. Xiuzhu, are you jealous?”

"Bullshit." Shen Xiuzhu cursed, and wanted to curse again, but was dissuaded by his subordinates around him. He only heard the laughter of some colleagues from the projection communication side.

He could almost imagine his colleagues, who were usually well-mannered and dressed in suits, holding their foreheads and laughing at him.

"Qingzhu, it's good that you don't come back. The boss has been asking us for a lot of trouble these days, as if he wants to dig up all the old things again." A colleague smiled and gently pushed his gold-rimmed glasses. He usually walks close to Shen Xiuzhu and is cautious. Even in the absolutely safe tower, he still sits upright.

But even he could say this today.

"Be careful with your words, Shen Pingyan." Shen An said softly and lazily.

Chen Pingyan kept silent, rolled his eyes without commenting, and picked up the tea with his hands down.

The intelligence he was in charge of, Shen Jian spent too much time talking about it, so he had to remind Shen Xiuzhu to prevent him from being asked by the boss and finally spilling the beans. He knew Shen An knew what he meant.

"This is a good thing." Shen Pingyan said to the people who were sitting or standing, his tone was flat, and he couldn't help but recall every detail of his interactions with the boss bit by bit.

This was the first time Shen Jian had seen him in four years.

For the first time in four years, he felt so familiar to them.

There was silence all around, and no one made a sound in the huge space with a hundred or so people.

Shen Xiuzhu sat in the Northern Theater Command, unable to say anything. He lowered his head and clenched his pen as if to cover up his mistake.

"This may mean..." Shen Pingyan lowered his head and silently took a sip of tea. After a while, he said, "This may mean that the boss is back."

"..." Shen An closed his eyes, his usual innocent and soft expression completely disappeared, and he couldn't even make any expression.

He didn't speak, and the cadres around him didn't speak either. They were silent as if there was no one here. The faint smell of cigarettes could not help but quietly permeate the air.

After a while, Shen An said, "Hide it from Xu Yinmo for the time being."

Still quiet.

After a long while, he forced his throat to emit a weak and tiny cry: "...Don't...have hope."

Then, the silence all around collapsed again into a deep, painful, heart-wrenching silence.

.

When Shen Jian returned to the Wuyan Tower again, he walked on the level reserved for leaders only, and walked very slowly.

He counted the more than 300 additional photographic and audio equipment, and for the first time he truly realized how nervous his subordinates were about his safety, which made him a little amused. On his first day here, he was still struggling to overthrow the Wuyan Tower and included these photographic equipment in the enemy's ranks.

But now, he was worried about how to quietly tell his subordinates that he wanted a furry mechanical puppy.

He had decided to follow his own unexplained affinity for his men in the Tower of Invisibility, granting them a trust that seemed strange from a God's perspective.

In return, he pulled them into their chessboard, which made perfect sense.

"gentlemen."

Shen Jian turned his pen around and replied without even looking up, “Come in.”

He slowly signed his name on the intelligence document of the changing situation, then asked gently, "What's wrong?"

"..." Chen An stood there, thinking for a long time, his eyes gradually passed through the dark curtains hanging around him, and then fixed on the boss in front of him.

Before, he said, for years, this room had contained only depressing draperies and a chair, but after the gentleman's return from the Spire Conference, there was room for a table again.

After not hearing the subordinates' report for a long time, Shen Jian realized something and then raised his head, "What's wrong?"

Shen An looked at the boss and sighed slowly - the master did not pursue his transgression of not performing the ceremony.

So he asked anyway, "Excuse me, sir...Why are you abdicating from the position you have carefully planned for so long?"

Shen Jian raised his eyebrows and smiled, not feeling the slightest bit presumptuous about this question, he felt that his subordinates were very interesting, “I thought you could hold back a little longer before asking me.”

…Because you seemed to indulge us, we did not hold back.

Shen An's lips moved slightly twice, but he didn't say anything in the end.

He beckoned Shen An to come over, "Have you discussed it? Are you allowed to come?"

"Yes." Shen An's heart was beating fast. "Sir, I'm sorry. We have activated the public meeting room, but we have no intention of having a private relationship with you. You don't need to worry..."

Shen Jian said calmly, “I know, I gave the key to Shen Lanhe.”

Shen An stopped talking, and only looked at Shen Jian carefully from the corner with a slightly pitiful look.

Shen Jian felt slightly amused, and relaxedly placed his hands on his crossed legs. He admired his subordinates' carefully affected performance for a while before he spoke slowly.

The thing in his eyes made Shen An's flesh and blood freeze and then burn again. Shen An heard the teacher saying while correcting the next document, "The location of the Wuyan Tower was selected by the upper level."

Shen Jian pondered, "The real power is very small. We have to fight our way up before we can sit in that position."

Shen An stared with eyes wide open to digest it for a while, without commenting for a moment, and stood there blankly for a while.

Five minutes later, the Solomon mechanical arm that was responsible for sorting the documents had to poke him, and he came back to his senses, still with a confused look on his face, "Then sir, can I go to the battlefield this time? You can't detain me anymore, right?"

Shen Jian stopped writing and glanced at him, “Let Xu Yinmo go first.”

So Shen An's face fell again.

Shen Jian quietly put on a smile, lowered his head and continued to annotate the documents, and finally his eyes stopped on a document report.

He looked at it for a while, endured for three seconds and then spoke quickly, "...Chen An."

Shen An, like a puppy, surprised and brought his furry head to Shen Jian’s hand, and asked pitifully, “Sir?”

"...This is the experimental result, the simulated mechanical puppy." Shen Jian said firmly while looking at the puppy, "Send that puppy to me for inspection."