As executors, they are accustomed to a top-down work model where thinking is done by the committee, chairman, and commanders of the brain; their only responsibility is to execute orders.
Instead of offering suggestions at the meeting, it's better to send them to the logistics department to feed the pigs; it's simple and requires no brainpower.
"You are all seasoned veterans, and I would like to hear your opinions."
Yu Wei pinched the bridge of his nose. These people were used to a one-dimensional, top-to-bottom work style, doing whatever they were told without any independent thinking.
After glancing around and seeing that no one spoke, Yu Wei rolled his eyes slightly and waved his hand, "Since there are no objections, then go and prepare."
The rustling of books filled the air, and the previously gloomy crowd was replaced by smiles as if the sun had finally come out after the storm.
The Chairman is really putting himself in a very difficult position.
"Wu Ming, stay."
Yu Wei, engrossed in writing and drawing, didn't even look up when he called out to Wu Ming, who had just gotten up.
Wu Ming pointed to himself in disbelief. The person next to him patted him on the shoulder with schadenfreude and made a cheering gesture as he walked to the door.
Even the people Yu Wei brought looked at Wu Ming with sympathy. On the way here, they had already suffered too many times from the chairman's "suggestions". Who understands the feeling of being unable to say a word because of a burnt-out CPU?
"Chairman, did you call me?"
Wu Ming composed himself, his expression of utter despair vanishing, and reluctantly walked to Yu Wei's side.
How I wish it were Lu Qin standing here right now. He was personally trained by Yu Wei and would definitely be capable of handling the job of providing advice and consultation. (Lu Qin, far away: "Huh? We have no grudge against each other, why would my brother do this to me?")
What are your thoughts?
Yu Wei looked up and met Wu Ming's bewildered gaze. He sighed and covered his forehead in frustration, "Why do you have that same look on your face?"
"Huh? Your opinion... um..."
Wu Ming employed the three-step contemplation routine: adjusting his glasses, biting his pen cap, and touching the tip of his nose. After a long pause, he slowly asked, "Chairman, which matter are you referring to?"
"I...fuck..."
Yu Wei remained silent, glancing at Wu Ming, then looking down at his notebook, then back at Wu Ming, then back at his notebook, repeating this cycle over and over, making Wu Ming's heart pound with fear.
"Chairman...you..."
"Call me captain!"
"Captain... Captain, you..." Wu Ming closed his eyes, looking as if he were ready to die, "Captain, just ask me whatever you want to know, I'll confess everything!"
Don't use the "opinion" knife to kill me!
This is too agonizing. Considering we're on the same mission, can you just give me a quick death?
Wu Ming's expression amused Yu Wei, who shook his head helplessly. "I'm asking what you think about the siege of the fifteenth planet. Tell me if it can be saved, and how..."
"They absolutely have to be saved!" In his haste, Wu Ming didn't even notice that he was interrupting Yu Wei. "Planet Fifteen is strategically important, and... it's all money!"
How to save them?
"Huh?" Wu Ming was stunned. He scratched his head and thought for a long time before squeezing out a few words through gritted teeth, "Call them?"
"That's a great idea."
Yu Wei stood up and patted Wu Ming on the shoulder. Although he didn't say anything useful, it was much better than not saying anything at all.
"So that's what you were asking about..."
Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself, "I thought..."
What else did you think?
Yu Wei appeared behind Wu Ming at some point, and spoke in a low voice, which nearly killed Wu Ming, who jumped three feet high.
"Whoa, Captain Yu, don't scare me like that!" Wu Ming took several steps back to keep a safe distance from Yu Wei, then realized he had overreacted and scratched his head sheepishly. "I thought you were going to ask General Lin..."
"Why should I ask?" Yu Wei found this amusing: "You are you and he is him. I believe you are the best soldier and the most loyal guardian of the Alliance."
"You won't betray the alliance, will you?"
Yu Wei sat down on the table, staring at Wu Ming as if he wanted to rip out his heart with his eyes to see if he had betrayed him.
"Absolutely not! I would never betray the Alliance." Wu Ming raised four fingers. "I swear to God, I will be loyal to the Alliance for the rest of my life..."
"It's just talk, why are you swearing to the heavens?" Yu Wei chuckled and gently patted Wu Ming on the back. "It's lunchtime, go eat."
Those who want to leave cannot be kept, and what can God do about those who intend to betray?
"I'll bring you one too." Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the door, suddenly stopped, and slowly said, "I believe General Lin will not betray the alliance."
"Yes, I know."
Yu Wei returned to his seat, lowered his head and continued writing and drawing, giving Wu Ming an ambiguous answer.
He believed Lin had his reasons, after all, the reason he gave was too absurd. Of course, he couldn't rule out that this was his true thought, and that the deep brotherhood he had shown before was just an act.
However, rather than suspecting Lin Gu, he suspected that all of this was the work of those old guys on the committee.
But the situation is unclear now, and he cannot make any statement, otherwise it would be detrimental to everyone.
Although I have been deliberately avoiding this topic, I sometimes can't help but wonder: if Lin Gu really wanted the position of chairman, would he give it to him?
Yu Wei bit his pen, lost in thought. Lin Gu's contributions to the alliance were comparable to his, or even greater. It was only right that he be the chairman. If he really wanted it, he should just give it to him.
Rather than being the exhausting chairman, he preferred to be a leisurely person like Zuo Li, receiving a salary to support his retirement, occasionally training new recruits, living a carefree life.
Yu Wei worked from midday until sunset, finally devising a relatively satisfactory plan.
Stretching in the fiery sunset, I realized that I hadn't contacted Zhou Siyu since I set off, and I wondered how he was doing.
Lin Ling will probably take good care of him.
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