"Everyone knows that this is the guy from the third seat. He disappeared when he went to the house of the nineteenth and twentieth seats. He's obviously dead. The third seat is causing trouble for Lin Xuan here." Wei Qin, the second seat, obviously didn't want to put on any nice act with them, so he said with a smile.
Lin Xuan frowned, then glanced at Wei Qin without leaving a trace. His words sounded like he was explaining why the Third Seat was making trouble for him, but in reality, he was trying to drag Wei Qin down with him.
It seems that he has sided with Chong Yuan, who holds the first seat, while Wei Qin, who holds the second seat, has clearly decided to abandon him and has begun to attack him.
Qian Wenyu was clearly enraged by Wei Qin's words. He immediately thought of how his nineteenth seat, Qing Guanyan, and twentieth seat, Wu Yun, had both fallen to Lin Xuan. He angrily retorted, "That's right! Twentieth seat, don't you owe me an explanation!"
"What kind of explanation do you want? It was Qing Guanyan who started the trouble for him first," Lin Xuan thought to himself.
"Second seat, third seat." Chongyuan tapped the table lightly with his left finger, and then spoke in a calm voice with a rhythmic cadence, "It's a good thing that the twentieth seat defeated the nineteenth seat. I originally planned to promote him to the nineteenth seat at this meeting. Since you have brought it up now, I hereby order the formal promotion of Lin Xuan, the twentieth seat, to the nineteenth seat."
"How can this be!" Qian Wenyu stood up. "He murdered us to gain a high-level position without proper procedures, how can we still promote him!"
"This is not fair!" The seventh seat, who had been waiting for an opportunity to cheer for Qian Wenyu, and the ninth seat also spoke up at this moment. The fourth department and others from the second seat also joined in the protest, and the entire conference room was filled with noisy commotion.
Throughout the entire argument, Chong Yuan, the first seat holder, and Zhao Yi of the eighth department remained silent. Lin Xuan also seemed to be lost in thought, ignoring their quarrel.
"Not under proper circumstances?" Chong Yuan raised an eyebrow, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. "Then... tell me, what constitutes proper circumstances?"
Qian Wenyu was taken aback. Why would Chong Yuan ask such a question? Almost instinctively, he replied, "Of course, that's under the condition that one side issues a challenge..."
"Then how do you know it wasn't Lin Xuan who challenged Qing Guanyan and then killed him?" Chong Yuan raised an eyebrow and smiled.
Qian Wenyu was stunned, then looked over stiffly, a burning resentment emanating from the depths of his heart. Indeed, if Lin Xuan's challenge was formal…
"Then how did you know that Lin Xuan had issued a challenge?" Wei Qin, who had been sitting to the side with a spectator's attitude, suddenly spoke with a light laugh, and the entire conference room fell silent again.
"Yeah, how do you know it was the twentieth seat that issued the challenge?" The seventh seat slammed his hand on the table and said rudely, showing no respect whatsoever for the first seat, Chongyuan.
"Sigh..." Chongyuan spread his hands, sighed softly, and then chuckled roguishly, "Duan Zhilong."
Duan Zhilong, who had been standing to the side, nodded, then walked to the side and took out a stack of documents from a cabinet, gently placing them in front of Chong Yuan.
Wei Qin's heart skipped a beat upon seeing this, and then he narrowed his eyes dangerously. It seemed that Chong Yuan was determined to protect Lin Xuan... Well, it wasn't time to confront him head-on yet.
"Everyone can take a look. This is Lin Xuan's challenge application." Chong Yuan raised his hand and threw the document that Duan Zhilong had just handed him onto the center of the table.
Everyone looked at each other, no one making the first move to take it. At this moment, Zhao Yi grinned, then reached out and picked up a document that was lying on the table.
Seeing that Zhao Yi had made the first move, everyone reached out and took a copy of the document on the table. They then saw that Lin Xuan's challenge application was clearly written in black and white on the document.
"This is a fake!" Qian Wenyu roared furiously, disregarding everything else.
Chongyuan raised an eyebrow, seemingly a little angry. He casually leaned back, his sharp gaze fixed on the shouting Qian Wenyu. "Third seat, I can tolerate you once or twice, but that doesn't mean I can tolerate you forever."
Qian Wenyu was taken aback, then stared wide-eyed, ready to retort, but swallowed the words back down.
After glancing at everyone sitting in the conference room, Chong Yuan paused and then said coldly, "If you still don't believe me... Lin Xuan, write your name on that piece of paper." Upon hearing this, Duan Zhilong turned around and quickly brought paper and a pen, handing them to Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan was puzzled, but he did as he was told and wrote his name on the white paper.
Chongyuan took the name Lin Xuan had just written, then took out the signature on the document and placed it in front of everyone for comparison. "Come on, everyone, see if this was written by the same person."
The crowd wasn't experts in handwriting, but anyone could tell that the two pieces of writing were exactly the same, slanted to the right, with smooth turning points—they were practically identical.
Now everyone was speechless. Chongyuan's move was too ruthless; it was a series of interconnected schemes, as if it had been planned in advance.
Lin Xuan sat calmly to the side, his face expressionless but his mind completely bewildered.
What's going on? He doesn't remember writing any challenge application. And the handwriting looks so similar... Lin Xuan shook the paper in his hand, looking at his own name on it, feeling conflicted.
"Alright, now I'm promoting Lin Xuan to the nineteenth seat. Does anyone have any objections?" Chong Yuan reverted to his roguish demeanor and chuckled.
Anyone have any objections? Qian Wenyu and Wei Qin both shook their heads. They originally wanted to make things difficult for Lin Xuan, but now, he'd been promoted directly. What could they possibly say now?!
“Alright, then I announce that Lin Xuan will be the new 19th Division.” Chong Yuan made the final decision. “Similarly, issue a recruitment order; we will be competing for the new 20th seat.”
"Yes, sir." The group stood up, bowed to Chongyuan, and answered in unison, though no one knew what they were really thinking.
Lin Xuan was completely bewildered. How did he end up in the nineteenth seat?
As everyone dispersed, Chongyuan looked at Lin Xuan, who was preparing to pack up and go home, and suddenly said, "Lin Xuan, stay for a moment."
Lin Xuan paused for a moment, then nodded and stood still.
Chongyuan yawned lazily and breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "When Ji Yueyao comes back, remember to tell her that she owes me a favor."
Lin Xuan nodded, then asked with some curiosity, "How do you have my handwriting?"
"Didn't you sign your name when you challenged Wu Yun? Duan Zhilong has some talent for calligraphy, so I had him do it." Chong Yuan waved his hand, clearly impatient with dealing with these things, and directly indicated that Lin Xuan could leave. He was exhausted; dealing with these guys like Wei Qin every day was a real challenge for him.
"Is that even possible?" Lin Xuan was speechless, but he still shrugged and walked out. Anyway, they had the advantage in the end, and he had become the twentieth seat, so there was really nothing more to ask.
Chong Yuan, who holds the first seat, is indeed no simple character. (To be continued.)
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