Chapter 210, Chapter 209, Lan
Yan Shi's gaze lingered on Shan Fengyang's photograph for a long time.
Neither the memory stone that Ishmael gave her nor the illusion created by Guan Yunji could feel as real as this moment.
Shan Fengyang's hair is a vibrant crimson, like a raging fire; his eyes are always upturned, his gaze fixed directly on the camera, exuding unwavering confidence and sharpness.
Following the resume is a detailed biography of Shan Fengyang.
Born into an ordinary family in the wine city, she lost her father when she was three and her mother when she was ten. After the death of both parents, she supported herself by doing odd jobs on the streets of the wine city.
At the age of seventeen, he took the entrance exam for Jamche Chau and was admitted, ranking second in his examination area. He graduated from Jamche Chau at the age of twenty-four and then traveled across mainland China for fourteen years.
At the age of thirty-eight, he was appointed by the Heavenly Mandate Platform as the sixty-fourth Director of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs.
Next comes Shan Fengyang's achievements during his tenure, which explains the sheer volume of the document.
The recorder of this document wished to include every meeting Shan Fengyang attended, every decree he issued, and every decision he made during his tenure. It is a comprehensive and detailed record.
The airship route to Novano Port would take some time to plan, and Yan Shi had nothing else to do for the time being, so he sat down at the door of the archives room and carefully looked through the files.
In her memory, her grandmother's hair was always white, not such a bright red. Her grandmother was always very gentle, with a smile on her lips, and the harshest thing her grandmother ever said to her when she was angry was, "I won't even share a piece of cake with you today."
During her tenure, she personally participated in ceasefire and peace talks for three jihadist wars. Records indicate that all three negotiations were successful, ultimately ending with concessions from all sides.
Historical judgment only looks at the results, saying that Shan Fengyang's "negotiation skills were top-notch"; but in the details, what flows between the lines is his use of the rules, his grasp of people's hearts, and his ruthlessness at all costs.
Yan Shi pursed his lips.
The archives room contains all the paper files of the Bureau of Foreign Affairs. A long, long time from now, a file named "Yan Shi" will also be placed here.
How will history record Yan Shi?
She didn't know.
Being appointed as the Director-General of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs felt like a magical, unreal absurdity to Yan Shi.
She works hard, and she tries her best to handle crises. But she is always being pushed around by work.
After Yan Shi joined the company, every living being he encountered, from his colleagues at the General Administration to his professors and students at Zhan Zhou, and then to the leaders of various forces, had their own beliefs and ideals for which they would give everything.
Ke Yanshi did not have a goal for which he would give everything, from his life to his soul.
As she left the small town where she had lived since childhood, holding her mother's hand, her grandmother bent down and told her, "From now on, you must study hard, work hard, and live a good life."
Yan Shi nodded and said, "Okay."
So she studied hard, worked hard, and lived a good life. Although she didn't know why.
Yan Shi sat on the ground, his hands supporting his chin as he pondered earnestly: "Perhaps, my ideal in life is to save the world?"
When future generations look through her records, they will say that she was a great savior.
That's what readers on comic forums say.
She rested her head on her hand, lost in thought, her elaborate bureau chief uniform falling loose and dragging on the ground. The mithril chains around her chest, cuffs, and waist trembled slightly with her movements, gleaming with a faint, cold light.
The light flowed, and the chain, following the light, flowed down the fabric like water, silently blending into the snow-white floor tiles of the archives.
In an instant, streaks of silver light illuminated the entire ground. These streaks intertwined, spreading outwards to form intricate patterns.
The file racks, which had been floating in mid-air, trembled slightly as if touched by an invisible force. Then they began to move slowly, connecting with each other through thin silver threads, forming a giant net.
The tranquil archives were illuminated by this silver mesh, its shimmering light like falling into a galaxy.
Beneath the starry sky, Yan Shi remained seated on the ground, his chin resting on his hands, lost in thought.
After thinking for a long time, she still couldn't come up with an answer. Instead, she got distracted and started asking a new question: "I wonder what Grandma's life goal is. Is it also to save the world?"
Yan Shi's voice was very soft; he only murmured to himself.
In the empty archives room, a soft yet clear voice suddenly rang out, carrying a familiar smile as it brushed past her ear:
No, that's not it.
The moment the voice fell, the silver light in the archive room trembled abruptly.
Yan Shi was stunned. She slowly looked up.
A semi-transparent figure emerged from the seemingly endless rows of filing shelves on the ceiling.
Her red hair was like flames, and her black eyes were like ink. She walked out from the silvery light, her eyes gentle.
"Wow." Shan Fengyang landed on the ground, walked over and squatted down to examine Yan Shi carefully. "Our Lanlan has grown so much."
Yan Shi blinked and stared blankly.
The grandmother in front of me was not the gray-haired, somewhat aged woman I remembered. On the contrary, she looked very young, just like the photo in the file, with bright and expressive features.
Seeing that Yan Shi was just staring at her without saying a word, Shan Fengyang chuckled softly and waved his hand in front of her eyes: "Lan Lan, snap out of it."
Yan Shi: "Grandma...?"
"I'm here." Shan Fengyang sat down next to Yan Shi, his movements natural, just like countless childhood afternoons. "No way, I haven't gotten younger, and Lanlan won't recognize me anymore, will she?"
She feigned a sigh, but her eyes held a smile. "Grandma would be so sad if that happened."
The same familiar tone fell into my ears.
Yan Shi's throat tightened a little, and it took him a while to speak: "...Grandma, I won't fight you for the cake anymore."
"Pfft." Shan Fengyang couldn't help but chuckle, his eyes crinkling with laughter. "Our Lanlan is so well-behaved."
Yan Shi didn't laugh; she remained focused on Shan Fengyang.
She felt that everything was even more unreal.
After finally scrutinizing Yan Shi's face, Shan Fengyang noticed Yan Shi's uniform. "Oh, Lanlan is also the Director of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs now."
Yan Shi responded softly, then, as if suddenly remembering something, asked, "Grandma, what is your life's ambition?"
"Hmm?" Shan Fengyang blinked. "I don't have any specific ideals, I just want to be remembered."
As she spoke, her assertiveness and sharpness became apparent.
Yan Shi stared at her blankly.
She put it simply.
Yan Shi's throat tightened, and he whispered, "Grandma is amazing."
Shan Fengyang's political achievements are indeed intertwined with history.
"When Lanlan was little, she said she wanted to do everything she wanted to do." Shan Fengyang looked at her with a smile. "Has Lanlan done that now?"
Yan Shi paused slightly, her voice light and airy: "...I don't know, probably."
She has the ability to satisfy all her curiosity and accomplish what she desires.
Dan Fengyang didn't speak for a moment, then she said softly, "Lanlan, you're not like you were when you were little."
Yan Shi was stunned.
Shan Fengyang: "Did Lanlan really manage to do everything she wanted to do?"
“...No,” Yan Shi said softly, “because there are some things I cannot do.”
Shan Fengyang raised her eyebrows slightly: "Hmm?" She looked at Yan Shi quietly.
Yan Shi slowly opened his mouth and said, "I promised Grandma that I would become a reliable adult."
So even though her mother is very busy with work, Yan Shi is able to grow up independently.
Therefore, the work of the Bureau of Foreign Affairs is very difficult, but Yan Shi can solve all the problems by himself.
Before Ishmael returned her feelings to Yan Shi, Yan Shi felt indifferent and took it all for granted.
After Ismaili returns her feelings to Yan Shi, she also feels wronged and helpless when dealing with work-related issues, but Yan Shi is very concerned about saving face.
As Director Yan, everyone is watching her. Therefore, she has to be omnipotent and absolutely fair.
Yan Shi: "Grandma," for some reason, the complaint just came out naturally, "Going to work is so, so difficult."
"There's so much work to do, and my colleagues are incompetent. There's a new incident almost every day, and someone is always plotting against me."
Dan Fengyang was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing: "They're so wicked."
Yan Shi: "Yes, they were really bad. So I made them pay compensation."
But the compensation didn't really appease him.
There are some people, like Lin Xuya, whom Yan Shi still can't get compensation from.
Yan Shi was silent for a moment, then slowly asked, "What would Director Shan do if he encountered these kinds of situations?"
Dan Fengyang's eyes were always smiling. She raised her hand to pat Yan Shi's head and said casually, "I even put a sack over his head and sent them back."
Yan Shi: "Huh?"
“We’ll put them in sacks and send them back,” Shan Fengyang said matter-of-factly. “There are some people I, as Director Shan, can’t touch. But Shan Fengyang never holds grudges; he puts them in sacks on the same day.”
“Lanlan, you grew up surrounded by love. A child who is loved never suffers in silence.” As he spoke, Shan Fengyang withdrew his hand, sighed softly, and his smile gradually faded. “Lin Zizui didn’t take good care of you.”
She stood me up.
Yan Shi lowered his head.
Shan Fengyang: "So my Lanlan was not loved. Nor did she learn to love herself."
The archives fell silent again.
The silver light intertwined, flowing with tranquility.
Shan Fengyang simply looked at Yan Shi quietly, just as Yan Shi stared blankly into her eyes.
After a long while, Yan Shi finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse, but he deliberately kept it steady, just like when he was in a meeting: "But Grandma, I am a very reliable adult now."
She spoke faster: "Although there may not be a file for me here yet, I will be remembered by history."
"I laid off subordinates who weren't working properly within the headquarters; I repaired the broken world barrier; I also arrested smuggling gangs and shut down a lot of black markets."
"Oh, right, I also dealt with the embezzlement issue at the branch office, I..."
One by one, one by one, many "achievements".
As she spoke, her voice gradually lowered.
Looking into his grandmother's gentle eyes, Yan Shi suddenly couldn't continue speaking.
She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, feeling as if she were being seen through by her grandmother's gaze.
Shan Fengyang did not praise her.
Shan Fengyang simply stretched out his arm and pulled Yan Shi into his embrace.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
