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The tenth season has come to an end, with Tyranny narrowly losing to Happy and stopping in the semifinals.
Han Wenqing was alone in the captain's room, holding Lin Jingyan's retirement application in his hand.
Another veteran is about to leave.
Han Wenqing wanted to offer some more encouragement, but Lin Jingyan told him with a smile that from the moment he transferred to Tyranny, he had signed a "military order" in his heart—to fight for this season, to succeed or die trying, and to leave no way out.
It's hard to imagine that this seemingly gentle person made such a decision.
Han Wenqing didn't say anything more at that time.
Holding this retirement application and resignation approval form, these few light pieces of paper gave Han Wenqing an indescribable weight.
It's a pity, and I also thought of himself.
But what's so scary about that?
Han Wenqing smiled inwardly, as light as a feather brushing against Mount Tai.
He picked up a pen and readily signed the two documents. Just as he was about to call Lin Jingyan, the office landline rang.
Han Wenqing, who was always unmoved even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, suddenly felt a jolt in his heart.
Traditionally, besides the HR department, the only people who would call the captain's office landline instead of their personal phone after the season ends are...
Finance Department.
Unfortunately, Zhang Xinjie had a communication meeting for the Glory World Invitational Tournament and was away on a business trip for two days, so he wasn't available at the moment.
trouble.
Han Wenqing frowned, but steeled himself and answered the phone.
"Hello! Is this Captain Han?"
That urgent female voice was indeed the familiar voice of the finance department director.
It's over.
Han Wenqing responded, and then a fierce barrage of attacks, like those of a gunner, came through the microphone.
"Captain Han, I'm not trying to criticize you guys, but look at how you pasted these expense reports! I've told you so many times, the reports must be pasted horizontally in the top left corner of a blank sheet of paper! The date and purpose must be clearly written on the paper! Then fold the paper in half, one stack per person!"
"Take another look at what your team brought over this time! A jumble of random tickets mixed together, including some for nutritional supplements?! And many of them don't even specify the purpose! How are we supposed to reimburse this?!"
"Especially that Zhang Jiale! Even if he hasn't been here long, it's been at least two years, right? We've told him eight hundred times, how come he still can't remember! This time it's even worse, taking advantage of our new finance girl's lack of embarrassment, he directly made her affix the missing documents!"
"I know you're protective of your teammates, but that doesn't mean you can bully us, right? I'm protecting my own people too! The finance department has the most lenient policies for the team in the whole company! And the budget is the largest among all departments!"
"Others have to submit invoices within three months, but we know you're busy with the competition and can't handle it, so we'll allow invoices up to six months old."
"Other departments have to fill out online forms and go through procedures in addition to affixing receipts, but you don't need to do that online. Just submit the receipts, and our finance department will give you priority processing!"
"But look at us now? You've finished the competition, but we're in the most stressful time of reconciling our semi-annual reports! The new girl has been working overtime for a week straight, getting home at 10 p.m. every night, and she's still crying while putting up receipts for Zhang Jiale!"
The anger on the phone was equivalent to ten Huang Shaotians combined, making Han Wenqing's knuckles crack with rage.
It's so shameful that a grown man who's almost 30 years old could be verbally abused to the point of being completely humiliated!
I really want to strangle that bastard Zhang Jiale.
"I'm sorry, give me a list, and I'll have someone go and get the tickets to re-affix them right away. This will never happen again." Han Wenqing suppressed his anger and patiently apologized.
"A list? Another list? Everyone except you and Zhang Xinjie is unqualified! You were doing well for a while, how come you've reverted to your old ways after just one competition?! Zhang Xinjie's votes are always perfectly pasted, without the slightest flaw, how come the others are so far behind!"
That's because Xin Jie used to be in charge of all the quality control!
Because of other work, he went to Beijing a day earlier than Zhang Jiale. As a result, just one day later, this group of troublemakers went wild!
Han Wenqing's temper flared up again. He tried his best to control his emotions, which were on the verge of exploding, and continued to appease the equally angry finance director.
"I'll have them apologize to you right now, and if this happens again, I'll just reject the application and let them take responsibility for it themselves."
"What do you mean, 'take responsibility'? Do you think you can take responsibility for this? What's the point of the finance department if the employees have to pay for everything themselves?! Alright, hurry up, we have to finish this today, these tickets are about to expire. I'm hanging up now."
After he finished speaking, with a loud crash, Han Wenqing felt as if the world had shattered.
He made a phone call directly to Zhang Jiale, the worst culprit, and finally unleashed his long-suppressed anger after the call was connected.
"Zhang Jiale, you fucking get the hell out of here right now and apologize to the finance department! Otherwise, pack your things and get out of here!!"
Zhang Jiale, who was in Beijing for a team meeting for the World Invitational Tournament, was so startled that he fell to the ground. Zhang Xinjie and Fang Rui on either side of him clearly heard Han Wenqing's strong voice through the microphone. Huang Shaotian was even gloating and rushed over to put the phone on speakerphone.
Zhang Jiale struggled to sit back down and said cautiously, "Old Han, I can't get through here either..."
"You have to go, whether you like it or not!! You think you're so capable now?! Making the new finance girl cry and paste invoices for you?! The finance director called right away and gave you a good scolding!!"
The entire conference room: ...
"Ah..." Zhang Jiale's fear of the finance department director was exactly the same as his fear of his own captain. He had prepared himself for a tragic double end, but after looking around the meeting room, he finally forced himself to say, "The vice-captain and I are both in a meeting in Beijing, we really can't go..."
Han Wenqing felt like he was about to crush his phone.
The feeling of blood welling up but being blocked halfway through was infuriating, leaving one with a burning hatred yet utterly helpless.
Zhang Jiale, you are very good.
Han Wenqing gritted his teeth and said, "Get back here immediately after the meeting ends today!"
Then he decisively hung up the phone, venting all his anger on the next unlucky kid.
That day, it is said that apart from Zhang Xinjie and Zhang Jiale who were on a business trip, almost all the members of the Tyranny team knelt down to enter the finance department and came out crying while holding a pile of documents.
After gathering in the conference room, they were subjected to a barrage of criticism from head to toe by Han Wenqing, which was even more terrifying than losing the game. The entire floor could hear the Tyranny captain's furious roar.
In the conference room at the Glory Alliance headquarters in Beijing, everyone stared in disbelief, casting pitying, and mocking glances at Zhang Jiale.
Huang Shaotian couldn't stop talking once he started: "Oh my, Zhang Jiale, you've really gotten some skills. Although Lao Han is fierce, it takes talent to make him so angry. Tsk tsk, bullying the finance girl, Tyranny really treats its treasures like trash. The new girl is crying and sticking receipts on your face. If this were Blue Rain, I'd stick them all over your face and make you more zombie than a zombie..."
Chu Yunxiu held Su Mucheng's hand and pretended to wipe away tears: "What should we do? I'm a little panicked. Will Zhang Jiale bully us too?"
Su Mucheng made two soft moaning sounds, which made Zhang Jiale so anxious that he slammed his fist on the table: "Hey, hey, hey, do you guys not know how many invoices there are? There are dozens of them!"
Ye Xiu: "Hehe."
Wang Jiexi: "Hehe."
Li Xuan: "Hehe."
"Hey you guys..."
Zhang Jiale wanted to say a few more words in his defense, but at this moment, Zhang Xinjie, who had been silent all along, slowly took off his glasses and placed them on the conference table with a soft sound, which immediately silenced Zhang Jiale.
Zhang Xinjie's tone was flat and calm: "Having many invoices is not a reason to violate reimbursement regulations."
After saying that, he looked at Zhang Jiale, his face expressionless.
The meeting room fell silent for a moment. Zhang Jiale rubbed his hair in frustration. When the others saw that Zhang Xinjie had spoken, they didn't dare to ridicule Zhang Jiale anymore, after all, it was an internal matter of BaTu.
After a few seconds of silence, only Yu Wenzhou spoke up: "Don't you have a team assistant?"
Zhang Jiale hesitated, glanced at Zhang Xinjie, and decided it would be better for his own vice-captain to speak.
There were no secrets involved, Zhang Xinjie said frankly: "We had them before, but they left, and we haven't been able to recruit anyone since."
Sun Xiang asked, "Why did you leave?"
Zhang Xinjie paused for a moment and then said, "Poor stress resistance."
Everyone in the conference room: ...
Got it, he was driven away by Lao Han/Team Leader Han's scolding.
As expected of Tyranny.
Even so, Yu Wenzhou continued to suggest with goodwill: "Why don't you hire another one? There are too many trivial matters, and it's not good for you to handle them all by yourself. It will only distract you and make you lose more than you gain."
Two people nearby nodded in agreement.
Zhang Xinjie then put his glasses back on and nodded to Yu Wenzhou: "I understand, thank you."
After the two-day World Invitational Tournament meeting, Zhang Xinjie and Zhang Jiale canceled their tickets for the second day and flew back to Qingdao that evening, heading straight back to their club.
Upon entering the conference room, I saw everyone sitting around a table covered with invoices, all with long faces, pasting invoices and writing explanations.
Han Wenqing was the only one not present.
Song Qiying called out dejectedly, "Vice Captain, Senior Zhang Jiale, you're finally back..."
"You guys... got scolded by Lao Han too?"
"Exactly, a torrential downpour all afternoon is worse than losing the game with zero points," Bai Yanfei said, handing Zhang Jiale a stack of receipts. "Hurry up and put them on, or the captain will come back and..."
Halfway through his sentence, Bai Yanfei made a horizontal slash across his neck with one hand.
Zhang Jiale's lips twitched: "He's already insulted me, why would he want to kill me to silence me?"
“No, he will definitely kill you, the culprit, senior.” Qin Muyun looked out of the glass conference room to make sure the person in charge wasn’t there, then leaned over to continue talking to Zhang Jiale.
"The captain just cursed at his wife..."
"Impossible! The captain is such a doting husband. They just went public with their relationship a few days ago. How could they be cursing each other now that the hype has died down?"
"It's all because of this pile of invoices. The team leader got furious and yelled at us for almost an hour. Just then, two harassing phone calls came in. After the team leader hung up, another call came in a little while later. He couldn't take it anymore and answered, yelling, 'Are you fucking crazy to call so many times?' Then he hung up and slammed his phone on the table."
Zhang Xinjie seemed to foresee the ending and sighed softly: "And then you found that the last contact page on the phone showed your sister-in-law's name?"
"That's right, it's such a coincidence, such a lucky coincidence."
"So the captain went to find his wife now?" Zhang Xinjie asked.
Bai Yanfei pointed to the corner outside: "He's on the phone."
Zheng Chengfeng pressed Zhang Jiale down to sit: "Senior, you'd better hurry up and stick it on, or you'll be in big trouble when the captain comes back."
"It's not just me who put it wrong!"
"But you are the most typical and the worst. Admit it, senior Zhang Jiale who bullied the new girl."
Zhang Jiale: ...
Zhang Xinjie's expression remained calm and composed. He presented a standard expense reimbursement invoice template to everyone in the room before returning to the team leader's office.
After a while, Han Wenqing returned with a livid face. Seeing Zhang Xinjie back, he was finally a little less upset.
"You're back? When are you going to Zurich?"
"We're leaving in a week." Zhang Xinjie noticed Han Wenqing's less-than-ideal complexion and asked, "Are you alright?"
Han Wenqing hummed in agreement, leaned back in his chair, utterly exhausted. He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, as if he were enveloped in seaweed, only able to breathe by ceasing to struggle.
I'm so angry at Zhang Jiale and his gang of troublemakers.
If it weren't for his girlfriend's good temper, he would have strangled Zhang Jiale.
Looking at the situation, Zhang Xinjie had to admit that Yu Wenzhou's suggestion was necessary for Tyranny.
He said, "Captain, let's recruit a team assistant."
After hearing this, Han Wenqing opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Xinjie.
Zhang Xinjie continued, "With Lin Jingyan's retirement, Tyranny didn't bring in any new players for the new season. Qi Ying filled the gap, but he lacks experience. The team's training, cohesion, and the tactics of the Double Fist School all need to be adjusted. If an assistant could share the daily work, it would definitely improve efficiency."
Undeniably, since Honor of Kings became professional, teams have been affiliated with clubs, and the corporate and commercial operation model has become the norm, leading to a host of issues beyond the competitions.
For Zhang Xinjie, the deputy team leader in particular, in addition to daily reception and transportation reimbursement, there are also various tasks such as official document reports, daily coordination of activities, interview coordination and communication, and handling forum messages.
Han Wenqing understood that although Zhang Xinjie was currently taking on all the responsibilities, it was indeed taking up a lot of his time, and the resulting distraction would definitely have an impact on the team.
In addition to this financial invoice incident...
Han Wenqing rubbed his temples and nodded without hesitation: "Confess."
That evening, Zhang Xinjie wrote an application, which Han Wenqing sent to the team owner Wu Meng, adding a threat at the end: "If we can't recruit Zhang Xinjie, we'll transfer him."
Wu Meng thought to himself, "Isn't it all because of you, you stern-faced devil, that I can't recruit an assistant? And now you're blaming me? And even threatening me?"
"Who exactly is the boss?!"
He replied angrily, then, despite his reluctance, he immediately sent a message to the HR director and posted an internal recruitment notice in all company work groups overnight.
In fact, no one had high hopes. The probability of finding a capable, resilient, and willing candidate within the company was so low that it was practically negative. HR even had people preparing recruitment posters for external hires.
That is indeed the case.
After waiting for three days, there were still no internal applications. HR checked with the leaders and Han Wenqing and prepared to send out external recruitment the next day.
Before the job posting could even be sent out, the very next morning, Wu Meng called Han Wenqing and Zhang Xinjie to his office, pointed to a pretty young woman next to him, and introduced her with a smile.
"Come on, let's get acquainted. This is the new assistant for the team, Shen Ning."
This whole thing caught us off guard, but Zhang Xinjie remained relatively calm. He picked up the resume and scanned it with Han Wenqing.
That was quite unexpected.
—A 25-year-old Stanford University graduate with a Master of Management degree, not an employee of Tyranny.
When the two looked up again, they saw the boss's smile was so bright it was blinding and chilling.
And what about the girls?
Young, with slightly wavy hair, a bright yet light makeup look, delicate eyebrows and eyes, wearing a white shirt, a short skirt, and high heels, a classic business suit that accentuates her figure and mature temperament.
She is the kind of woman who is extremely beautiful and charming in a man's eyes at first glance.
Han Wenqing and Zhang Xinjie are both extremely upright people. The fact that the girl is beautiful, respectable, and has good economic conditions is none of their business, and they would not have any malicious speculations about her.
However, no job postings were released, and in just one night, they brought over someone who wasn't a BaTu employee at all this morning.
How did she find out about the internal recruitment information?
How can you skip the interview and make a decision right away?
The office fell silent for a moment, the atmosphere was very awkward, but Shen Ning showed no bad emotions and maintained a polite smile before speaking to Wu Meng.
"Then I'll go wait outside."
Wu Meng smiled and nodded at her, then paused and looked at Zhang Xinjie, saying, "Xiao Zhang, take her to the conference room next door. We can talk about the situation first."
It seems there are some high-level secrets that he can't know.
Zhang Xinjie tactfully agreed and naturally led Chen Ning out the door.
Unfortunately, Han Wenqing's dissatisfaction had reached a breaking point. The moment the office door closed, he slammed his resume onto Wu Meng's desk.
The door was closed, but Han Wenqing's voice still came out.
"You got into the team through connections, Wu Meng. No one cares if you're out of your mind, but don't drag the whole team down with you!"
The sound pierced through the door, glaringly striking the somber face.
Even Zhang Xinjie, who is experienced in communication and fearless in the face of anything, felt an overwhelming sense of suffocation for a moment.
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