Chapter 17
After taking a nap lying on his stomach in the leader’s office, Shen Jian felt a sore back and dark eyes, and he felt a group of slippery little people dancing around his head, just like he had eaten some beautiful mushrooms.
He was stunned for two seconds before he dragged out the original owner, who was crawling on the ground laughing in his sleep, and gave him a good beating.
Sixteen days! Sixteen whole days!
There were nothing but documents and more documents, damn the pre-war preparations, damn the information exchange, damn the change of power, in short, damn the original owner!!
The veins on Shen Jian’s forehead jumped, and he sneered deeply.
Agent Smart Warehouse! Start! Must!
Shen Pingyan, who witnessed his leader's frowning, crooked mouth, anger and calm behavior, pushed his glasses and kept a calm expression to remind him: "Boss, do you need some psychiatric drugs?"
Shen Lanhe, who was processing documents on the small table, raised his head and asked, "Was the mushroom soup not cooked last night?"
Shen Jian was silent for a moment, teasing his subordinates as if nothing had happened: “Was there mushroom soup last night?”
In the blood-filled office, the three looked at each other in horror. After a moment, Shen Lanhe stood up urgently and pretended to check, "Boss, you can't really... Sorry, please forgive me for being rude, but I need to check you..."
examine! ?
Shen Jian's eyelids jumped, and he suddenly remembered that he drank a week of white rice paste after the last checkup. His eyes went dark again: "Don't worry, it's just a joke. Let me report a little bit about the Blue Scorpion, Lan He."
Chen Lanhe showed doubt on his face, and carefully examined the boss with drooping dark circles under his eyes with a sharp vision like a quantum laser. After a moment, he frowned tightly and said, "Yes."
Shen Pingyan glanced at Shen Lanhe coldly, then walked silently to the newly placed single sofa in the dark and sat down.
Shen Jian, who was spinning a pen, happened to see Shen Pingyan sitting down, and smiled at him gently, but his mind was thinking of the instructions he had given at that time.
What he said at that time was that he wanted a scapegoat... No, no, he wanted a secretary position who had free time to help him process some documents, and this position could be rotated.
Who knew that when he mentioned it unintentionally while chatting in the cadres' common room, the whole floor seemed to be silent.
Chen An even stared at him with a pair of wet eyes filled with unknown emotions, causing him to feel deeply guilty and remorseful.
Was he being too harsh? They were already busy with the daily management of the laboratory, and they didn't know how to deal with it secretly. Even during their breaks, they insisted on gathering together to exchange information...
In just these two weeks, they had already taken advantage of the chaos in multiple organizations to report to him the research projects that eleven groups had taken over under their names.
Shen Jian smiled and praised his subordinates who were eagerly waiting for praise for a good job, but secretly he was silently crying latte tears while holding another small pile of documents.
However, seeing the title of a black-hearted capitalist falling from the sky on him, Shen's straight back couldn't help but bend a little. After a long time without a response, he struggled to make amends: "...but everyone is usually very busy. If you think about it carefully, there is no need..."
"It is very necessary, sir." Shen An immediately stood up and knelt down before he dared to interrupt Shen Jian's words, but his voice was still lingering, complaining vaguely, "Hey~ Recently, some subordinates just don't have good brains, and always make trouble for their leaders."
Seeing the expressions of everyone in the room changed, Shen An added nonchalantly, "I mean the [Control Panel]."
Shen Jian quietly pressed his back against the sofa, away from his subordinates who were outputting crazily.
"Sir, you know that some of my subordinates even report one or two research chains or research projects, and they don't even care about their face in order to take credit."
From the corner of his eye, Shen Jian happened to see that the subordinate who had just reported in the morning crushed the wine glass with an enthusiastic smile.
Chen Jian: ...cold sweat.jpg
He nodded stiffly and randomly, then quickly found an excuse and left.
He did not notice the silence as his subordinates behind him simultaneously bowed their heads and saw him out.
Thinking of this, Shen Jian was simply overwhelmed, and for the first time he felt a sense of belonging to the leader's room, which was full of security.
Shen Pingyan could tell at a glance what the boss was thinking now. He subconsciously curved a smile and quickly flattened it so that the boss didn't notice it.
He was just in the shadow, and the position of the chair was very delicate. The half-drawn curtain could cover half of the sitter's face, which was either sarcastic or indifferent.
In the past, he meant, a long time ago, the cadres stationed in the Wuyan Tower would knock on the door when they had nothing to do, sit down anywhere and idly observe the people who applied to meet with their boss.
New... can't really be called new... Chen Pingyan stroked the familiar rough red sofa fabric, his eyes returning to a long, nostalgic look.
The table where Chen Lanhe was currently reviewing documents, and the four low sofas in the corner, were simply found and placed here from the warehouse.
It is true that a casual mention outside can make all luxuries flow into their hands like water, but when Shen Jian asked to restore the position of assistant, they tacitly took out the old things.
A delusion that has not yet died down.
Shen Pingyan crossed his legs and had a momentary trance of hallucinations, but he immediately stabilized and turned his gaze back to the boss and Shen Lanhe.
Shen Lanhe's expression was unusually serious. "Although the process was somewhat difficult, my identity has not been exposed. On the surface, [Blue Scorpion] is still an independent organization."
"All the teams have been deployed so far, and only small groups that don't have the right to stay in the air are left waiting for the outcome of the battle. So, starting two days ago, Blue Scorpion began to receive a large number of medical orders."
Shen Jian signaled Shen Lanhe that he could open the internal terminal.
A slight hydraulic sound was heard, and Shen Pingyan stood up and lifted the curtain in the middle of the right wall of the office. A mechanical arm of [Solomon] slowly stretched out from the opened entrance. The graceful arc like a steel model represented all the efforts its creator had put into it.
[Good day, Highest Authority. You seem to be in a good mood today.] Solomon projected an ancient smiley face symbol and greeted Shen Jian, [What do you want to talk to me about?]
"Transfer Blue River's authority." Shen Jian said briefly.
Densely packed projection information flashed by, and after Solomon quickly called up the permissions of two secret information projectors from the information flow in the computer room, a huge detailed form appeared out of thin air.
"Almost all drugs with healing properties, blood coagulation properties, and weak body remodeling properties have been approved." Shen Lanhe's eyes were focused on the lists of all sizes.
"【Blue Scorpion】." Shen Jian repeated calmly, "Where are you standing?"
Shen Pingyan’s calm expression froze, and he slowly looked at Shen Jian.
Chen Lanhe's heart twitched and he processed this sentence again with difficulty in his brain, with disbelief.
Finally confirming what the boss said, he wanted to kneel down in confusion, but was nailed to the spot by Shen Jian's eyes. After a long while, he said with a slight tremor: "Boss, why do you say that."
"Of course I stand on your side..."
How can you doubt my loyalty to you?
Shen Lanhe looked slightly confused, his azure eyes reflecting the man he served, his expression almost dazed and pure.
Shen Jian looked at him calmly, turning the pen, without saying a word, as if he was examining him, and his condescending indifference almost made Shen Lanhe confuse him with the past.
He almost couldn't help but complain in a low voice, "You, you shouldn't ask me this now."
“Hmm?” Shen Jian snorted, but he didn’t hear it.
But Shen Pingyan heard it!
Before he finished speaking, he almost shouted, “Shen Lanhe!”
Wake up!
Shen An has already said, don't have hope!
Chen Lanhe stared blankly through the cold lenses at the pair of eyes that seemed to be forever rational, smiled bleakly for a long while, lowered his head, and said, "Yes, boss, please punish me."
Shen Jian watched the entire show without any fluctuations.
He never doubted the loyalty of the Shen family's direct descendants to the leader of Wuyin Tower, but he was a little surprised by the changes in some interpersonal relationships within Wuyin Tower, so he tried to test the waters a little.
…Very good, Shen Jian thought.
He should have done this a long time ago. Who knew the problem would be so big? Look, what are they talking about? Was his analysis correct?
Oh, a fish big enough to overturn all his arrangements, and they are actually dissatisfied with the original owner?
Not to the "leader", but to the "original owner", "the former original owner"?
Why?
Putting this matter aside, Shen Jian calmly adjusted the frozen atmosphere. He said very bluntly, "Don't think too much, Lan He, Ping Yan."
"I'm saying that I hope the Blue Scorpion...will remain neutral."
They were both startled at the same time.
"War requires shelter, gentlemen." Shen Jian lowered his eyes and reviewed a document, "A respite, a sign, whatever you want to call it, in short, we can't let an event that changes generations go by without a buffer."
Shen Lanhe murmured: "What do you mean?"
"I have less than two months left for the events of the Middle Ages. I hope to see a small number of small organizations that stand on the same neutral side as the Blue Scorpions, and a Blue Scorpion that is strong enough to be included in the Spire Council."
Shen Jian put on the pen cap, stood up and walked to half a meter away from Shen Lanhe, quietly looking at the bewildered Shen Lanhe, and smiled gently for a while, "Don't be afraid."
Shen Lanhe lowered his eyes: "I don't have it."
"Then what crime are you asking for?"
He stopped talking, but the bitterness spread again.
Shen Jian thought for a while, "If I say that considering that the influence of [Blue Scorpion] will expand rapidly in the next two months, I am afraid of hitting you, will you forgive me?"
“…Then you need to beat all your subordinates.” Shen Lanhe replied expressionlessly.
Shen Jian choked up and sighed for a long time, “Okay, I know, you have forgiven me.”
The little red-haired girl shook her head, and Shen Lanhe pursed his lips and looked up, telling Shen Jian with a bright expression that he didn't have it.
His boss blinked his dark eyes, and explained to him with a smile on his lips, "No, when you start to accept me walking into you and starting a conversation with you, you will forgive me."
Shen Jian took one last look at Shen Pingyan and said, “Ordinary subordinates can’t confront their leaders.”
Ordinary subordinates dare not say forgiveness or not forgiveness to their leaders.
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