The atmosphere at headquarters had become somewhat strange the following day.
The way the staff looked at Fang Xiu also became somewhat strange.
Fang Xiu remained unmoved and continued to check the reports every day.
Today's report states that the strange incident that occurred in the large shopping mall yesterday has been resolved, but at the cost of nearly a thousand casualties and the deaths of several spirit masters.
He silently noted down what had happened and continued to approve the documents.
And so, the gossip behind his back grew louder and louder, and as time went on, all sorts of rumors began to circulate.
Some people say that the chief captain does nothing all day, never leaves his office, and spends his days in the office with the black SI secretary reading reports.
Was he looking at a report? I was too embarrassed to point it out to him!
The chief commander didn't even glance at the document; he simply wrote two words: "Read."
What a load of bull! This so-called prophet has the audacity to claim that headquarters can only have a future under his leadership.
He is clearly using the guise of prophecy to seize power and profit for himself!
Even Xiao Chuxia was criticized, with people saying she wore the same clothes every day, like she was in a bad mood, with different outfits in black and white every time.
Xiao Chuxia complained to Fang Xiu more than once, saying that the clothes were only a few dozen yuan each, and even the expensive ones were only a few hundred yuan. She said that her socks alone cost several thousand yuan. What kind of taste did he have?
No one knows why she knows so much about the price of the emotional clothing.
Five days later, Li Xiaoru came to visit.
They arrived at the captain's office to question him.
"Fang Xiu, what have you been doing these past few days? Besides issuing an order for everyone to write reports in a standardized manner, what else have you done?"
Do you realize that because of your inaction, the entire headquarters is now in disarray, and we've even lost a lot of manpower?
Fang Xiu remained calm in the face of Li Xiaoru's questioning.
“I don’t recall summoning you.”
Li Xiaoru's gaze toward Fang Xiu had become completely unfamiliar.
"Fang Xiu, I never expected you to be this kind of person."
"Xiao Chuxia, see the guest out."
"How dare you!" Li Xiaoru became even angrier and slammed his fist on the table.
Fang Xiu glanced at him indifferently and said calmly, "Li Xiaoru, I am the captain."
"Fang Xiu, you will regret this!"
Ultimately, the conversation ended unhappily, and Li Xiaoru slammed the door and left.
No one in headquarters expected that, at this critical time when things were in turmoil and many strange people were fleeing, the captain, who was in charge, would do nothing.
Two more days passed.
The minister also came.
His face showed a complex look of disappointment.
"Fang Xiu, is this the future you wanted to see?"
Fang Xiu did not answer. The minister seemed to age ten years in an instant and eventually left in dejection.
The office quickly returned to calm. It was sunset, and the last rays of sunlight fell on him, seemingly carrying a touch of loneliness.
Xiao Chuxia's gaze was somewhat complicated; she didn't know what Fang Xiu was doing.
“Brother Hugh, you…”
Fang Xiu calmly took out the scalpel.
"It's almost time."
Then, to Xiao Chuxia's astonishment, he plunged a knife into his own forehead.
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The morning sun was blazing, and sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the captain's office.
Fang Xiu sat calmly in the leather office chair, his gaze deep and unfathomable, like an ancient well.
Xiao Chuxia, with her beautiful black legs crossed, was happily scrolling through short videos on the sofa.
Everything is just like it was at the beginning.
But only Fang Xiu himself knew that from this moment on, everything was different.
Because he has returned, he has returned with the future!
Suddenly, Fang Xiu picked up the black fountain pen on his desk and began to write.
For a moment, the only sounds in the office were Xiao Chuxia's laughter, the sound of short videos, and the scratching of pen nibs on A4 paper.
After a long while, Fang Xiu finished writing, filling two full A4 sheets with dense writing. He then tore the two A4 sheets into strips.
"Xiao Chuxia, go and ask for some brocade pouches."
Xiao Chuxia looked up, somewhat bewildered: "Huh? What do you want?"
"A brocade pouch".
Xiao Chuxia was even more confused: "What do you need the brocade pouch for?"
"If you say another word of nonsense, your entire bonus and performance bonus for this month will be deducted."
Teng!
Xiao Chuxia quickly sprang up from the sofa, and as if history were repeating itself, her high heels fell onto the carpet again.
Bonuses and performance bonuses couldn't be deducted. In order to be a good secretary, she spent a lot of money to buy a lot of secretary outfits, high heels, and stockings.
Without a word, he quickly put on his shoes and went to make arrangements.
A moment later, the brocade pouch was obtained.
Fang Xiu placed the pre-torn strips of paper into the brocade pouch one by one.
Xiao Chuxia watched curiously from the side. She really wanted to see what was on the note, but the note was folded up and she couldn't see it.
"Hugh, what does the note say?"
"future."
This made Xiao Chuxia even more curious, and she sneakily reached out to grab one to take a look.
Fang Xiu's calm voice rang out: "I'll deduct a month's salary for each one I look at."
Startled, Xiao Chuxia immediately withdrew her hand, pouting and muttering, "Fine, I won't look. What's the big deal?"
After putting the note away, Fang Xiu picked up the landline phone next to him and made a call.
"Have the group leaders from groups one through ten come to my office."
A slightly respectful and nervous voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Yes, Captain."
After a while, the chief commander's office was packed with people.
A staff member said respectfully, "Captain Fang, the group leaders of groups one through ten have all arrived."
Fang Xiu nodded, then turned his gaze to the ten people standing in front of him.
The ten group leaders looked at the newly appointed captain with either respect or curiosity.
They secretly wondered why the captain had summoned them.
"Each group leader shall take the pouch according to the corresponding number on it," Fang Xiu's calm voice rang out.
A hint of doubt flashed in everyone's eyes as they looked at the brocade pouch on the desk.
Without asking any further questions, they stepped forward and took the brocade pouches corresponding to their own numbers.
At this moment, the leader of the first group suddenly asked, "Captain, what is this brocade pouch?"
"Your future."
Fang Xiu's calm words resonated like a thunderclap in everyone's hearts.
What! ?
Our future!?
Suddenly, everyone felt that the future, which was as light as a feather, was unexpectedly heavy.
Some people were so anxious they were scratching their heads, eager to open the brocade pouch and take a look.
"Don't open the pouch now. Wait until you encounter danger before opening it."
Encountering danger?
What does the commander mean by that? Are we going to be in danger soon?
Fang Xiu's words did not quell the curiosity in everyone's hearts; on the contrary, they made them even more eager to open the brocade pouch and take a look.
(There will be more later; I have to attend a friend's funeral. I'll update again when I get back.)
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