Chapter 771 One Man Wipes Out the Entire Group (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Inside the office area of the Imperial Law Review Department.
Chu Wangji is directing his outsourced employees to conduct a functional test of a martial arts technique.
And in his mind, he recalled Zhang Yu's claim that he would increase the team's performance by 30% this month.
Chu Wangji's assessment of this can be summed up in two words—arrogant.
"You've only been in the review department for a few years? And you already think you can boss us all around?"
Chu Wangji's response to Zhang Yu's attitude was simple: he refused to cooperate.
"The methods to increase performance are nothing more than the same old ones."
"Either update your magical artifacts and treasures, voluntarily work overtime, or find more outsourcing opportunities..."
In Chu Wangji's view, the way to improve work efficiency and monthly performance can be summed up in two words: spend money.
If we were to add two more words, it would be "loan".
If Chu Wangji were to spend a lot of money on work, or even take out loans to work overtime, he could indeed improve his performance significantly.
But on what grounds?
"You want me to burn my own immortal potential to fulfill your promise, Zhang Yu? To contribute to the achievements of the leaders above?"
Chu Wangji was unwilling to do such a thing.
In his view, the martial arts team was already doing well. Skilled and experienced employees like him didn't need to compete for first place. They could now work almost every month without having to work overtime and even save some money. They were truly relaxed and at ease.
He could have steadily accumulated his potential for immortality and waited for the opportunity to be promoted.
But now... Zhang Yu has messed everything up.
Just then, a message appeared before Chu Wangji's eyes.
Wen Zhiwei: No matter how they try to persuade or beg me, I definitely won't cooperate.
Chu Wangji knew that this was a message in their small group chat, where several colleagues were discussing Zhang Yu.
Wen Zhiwei was a Level 2 Clan Affairs Officer, just like Chu Wangji. Chu Wangji knew that she had a close relationship with the team leader.
Ever since learning that Zhang Yu wanted to increase the team's performance by 30%, Wen Zhiwei expressed strong dissatisfaction and has been urging everyone not to cooperate since the start of the workday.
Someone said, "I'll work at the same efficiency as last month. I'll make it clear to the higher-ups that Zhang Yu is talking nonsense, and that performance can't be improved so arbitrarily."
Someone else said, "We must not let Zhang Yu succeed, or none of us will have a good life in the future."
Wen Zhiwei: "It's all agreed! No one is allowed to work overtime this month!"
Just as everyone was discussing in the group chat, a message popped up in everyone's eyes. It was from the Martial Arts Group 3 work group, sent by Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu: Reporting to the team leader, I have completed the review of "Soaring Cloud Divine Thunder Palm" and the report has just been successfully submitted to the Daoist Canon.
Upon seeing this message, everyone scoffed inwardly, feeling that Zhang Yu was being far too arrogant.
Chu Wangji thought to himself, "Should I just brag about my achievements in the group chat? That's too arrogant. And do you think everyone will listen to you just because you have high performance?"
Wen Zhiwei said directly in the group chat: "Let him go and get it himself. He'll end up with a mountain of debt. Let's see how long he can hold on."
But not long after, Zhang Yu sent another message in the group.
Zhang Yu: Reporting to the team leader, I have completed the review of "The Shadow Blade of the Startling Beauty" and the report has just been successfully submitted to the Daoist Canon.
As team leader Qu Yizhi looked at Zhang Yu's speech, he recalled Zhang Yu's remarks at the meeting.
He thought to himself, "This kid... likes to show off, wants to prove himself, wants to steal credit, and thinks he can climb the ranks by doing this?"
"This is not how sects operate."
Meanwhile, Zhang Yu on the other side still didn't stop and continued to review different cultivation techniques.
However, the four-hour workday on the first day was simply not enough. Zhang Yu had only completed two reports before it was time to go home.
But Zhang Yu didn't stop after get off work. After returning to his dormitory, he continued to simulate various different cultivation techniques, which he had collected from the internal Dharma Realm during his work hours.
After the simulation, all the information, data, and images in his mind were transmitted to Ye Xingli through the Wendu Siyin (文牍思印).
So the next day after arriving at work, Ye Xingli immediately connected to the internal Dharma Realm and continuously transformed Zhang Yu's achievements of the past 20 hours into written reports.
So, shortly after everyone arrived in the office area, they saw the third report sent by Zhang Yu.
Then came the fourth, the fifth, the sixth...
If at the beginning, the team members looked at Zhang Yu's report with a sense of dissatisfaction, a desire to see how long he could last, then...
As the third day approached, when Zhang Yu had sent more than 10 reports, both the large and small groups of Martial Arts Group 3 fell into an eerie silence.
When the number of reports reached 13, the overwhelming pressure of Zhang Yu's soaring performance rendered everyone speechless, as if a mountain had been pressing down on their chests.
Those 13 reports completely crushed their achievements, trampling them underfoot.
"He...he works so hard!"
"He did a month's worth of work in just three days! Just how efficient is he?!"
"It's too curly, it's just too curly!"
At this moment, Zhang Yu was no longer an ordinary affairs officer in the eyes of all the team members.
Every movement and every glance of his seemed to be born for work; every speech and every message he gave seemed to drive the work progress and improve project performance.
An overwhelming aura of achievement emanated from him, as if he were determined to accomplish all the work in the world.
At that moment, the team members who were standing in the same office area as Zhang Yu felt ashamed of themselves.
Despite being elites who had undergone rigorous trials to join the sect, they felt as if they were useless standing in front of Zhang Yu, like good-for-nothings who spent their days slacking off, taking it easy, and wasting their time.
"King of Rolls!"
"This guy's a real pain in the neck!"
"Is he trying to boost his sales figures several times over by doing this?"
Chu Wangji's mind was filled with countless thoughts, and he seemed to already see the scene of the higher-ups witnessing Zhang Yu's performance and starting to publicize it extensively, and even raising the performance requirements for each group.
"If prices keep rising like this, the cost of commuting will increase again."
Chu Wangji felt that Zhang Yu's constantly submitted review reports were like a slowly rising body of water, rising from his ankles all the way to his waist, and still continuing to rise, threatening to completely engulf his body.
"Is it really that hard to work and spend less money?!"
Just when Chu Wangji was overwhelmed by Zhang Yu's pressure, he received a message from Zhang Yu.
That was a complete review report, which was about the copyright review of "The Two Elements Returning Wind Sword".
And this "Two Elements Returning Wind Sword" is the very cultivation technique that Chu Wangji is currently reviewing.
"He...he did all my work?!"
Upon seeing the contents, Chu Wangji's face turned pale. He felt as if a thunderbolt had struck him, leaving him shaken and disoriented.
"He did my job? What am I supposed to do then?"
Another day passed, and when Chu Wangji received another message from Zhang Yu and saw the review report for yet another cultivation technique, he felt his legs go weak, as if he could no longer stand in the office area.
"If he can do all my work... then what use am I? Will I be laid off by the higher-ups?"
The optimization of units, departments, groups, and clan affairs officers... As a level 2 clan affairs officer for many years, Chu Wangji knew that all of this was happening every year in Wanfa Sect.
The sect's upper echelons can have unlimited demands for achievements, growth, and innovation.
Anything that experiences a decline in performance or profits, or anything deemed useless by the authorities, may face the risk of being optimized.
As for where they end up after the optimization? Apart from a very small number of people who benefit from the misfortune, most of the clan affairs staff who have worked in their original positions for many years, lacking the support of new skills, are often thrown into places like garbage cans.
Salary cuts, demotions, transfers... countless desolate scenes seemed to float through Chu Wangji's mind.
At that moment, Chu Wangji felt an overwhelming pressure emanating from Zhang Yu, carrying an irresistible force that was about to force him out of the office area.
He screamed inwardly, "No! Don't do my job!"
Just as Chu Wangji was filled with shock and anger, he discovered that he was not the only one who had received a similar message.
Someone exclaimed in horror, "This is terrifying! He did all my work for tomorrow!"
Someone asked with lingering fear, "Zhang... Zhang Yu just asked me what my next mission was? What did he mean by that?"
"Damn it..." Wen Zhiwei exclaimed in shock, "He's going to single-handedly... wipe out the entire Martial Arts Group Three?!"
Chu Wangji gave up. He knew he couldn't outmaneuver Zhang Yu, and he didn't want to be laid off or lose his job. So he went to Zhang Yu and begged him to stop interfering with his work.
"You can make any demands as long as you don't touch my work again."
Looking at Chu Wangji's serious expression, Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Then accept my guidance."
Chu Wangji frowned: "Guidance?"
Zhang Yu activated the Formless Martial Arts Technique, directly simulating two martial arts techniques.
One of these martial arts techniques was the one that Chu Wangji was reviewing.
Watching the martial arts he had reviewed being circulated in Zhang Yu's hands and integrated into one other martial arts after another, Chu Wangji's mind went completely blank.
Chu Wangji knew that, with the help of Wu Yi to Wu Shi, those in charge of martial arts review could simulate all kinds of martial arts in the world.
But he never expected that Zhang Yu could so quickly simulate a martial art and integrate it into various different martial arts.
Such martial arts talent, accumulation, and cultivation... left Chu Wangji in awe.
Zhang Yu smiled faintly and said, "You've never seen this martial art simulated like this before, have you?"
Chu Wangji opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
Watching the martial arts being freely displayed and integrated in Zhang Yu's hands, Chu Wangji finally realized how vast the gap was between himself and Zhang Yu.
"This martial art will never shine as brightly in my hands as it does in Zhang Yu's..."
At the same time, Zhang Yu had already taken out the document and seal.
Zhang Yu said calmly, "Accept my guidance. You don't want to see your work all taken care of by me, do you?"
As countless documents, data, and insights flooded into Chu Wangji's mind, he suddenly had a complete understanding of the process and conclusions of his work, just like receiving the answers before an exam.
Chu Wangji thought absently, "This feeling... I've never had this feeling before when I was working."
He felt that once he connected with the inner Dharma realm, he would be able to complete the review report very quickly.
Looking at Zhang Yu in front of him, Chu Wangji understood that as long as the other party was willing, he could continuously improve his performance.
As his performance improves, he will become completely dependent on Zhang Yu.
Once he loses Zhang Yu's support, he will be dragged into working overtime in order to maintain his high performance, and his potential for immortality will be constantly depleted through repeated paid work shifts.
"Zhang Yu like this..."
Watching Zhang Yu's retreating figure, Chu Wangji thought to himself, "He's practically like a father to me now."
Chu Wangji's performance growth was quickly noticed by others.
Gradually, new team members came to Zhang Yu and began to receive his guidance.
"Brother Yu, please don't touch my job."
"Senior Yu, I would like to receive your guidance."
“True Lord Zhuyi, please teach me.”
With each martial arts simulation, Zhang Yu transmitted his thoughts, insights, feelings, and comparisons about various martial arts to Chu Wangji and the others.
Then they themselves completed all the paperwork, compiling Zhang Yu's insights into reports.
As a result, more and more people in the entire Martial Arts Group 3 saw their performance improve, while those who did not began to panic, worry, and start thinking about receiving guidance from Zhang Yu.
...
"Impossible! How could I possibly beg Zhang Yu for help?!"
Upon seeing the message from Zhang Yu and realizing that Zhang Yu had actually completed his task, Qu Yizhi, the leader of Martial Arts Group Three, thought to himself, "Trying to threaten me? Dream on!"
As the team leader, Qu Yizhi also had to complete the review tasks. Although he was not included in the team members' performance ranking list, his usual performance was enough to rank him among the top three in the entire team.
Without such a level of expertise, it is difficult to gain the respect of the people and carry out management work.
But at this moment, without realizing it, when Qu Yizhi noticed that the performance of his team members was improving one by one, and even leaving him further and further behind, Qu Yizhi gradually felt anxious.
"If this continues, won't I end up among the bottom few?"
Upon realizing this, Qu Yizhi immediately felt a great threat, as if he could already see the overtime train line chasing after him.
After discovering that more and more team members were obeying Zhang Yu's orders, Qu Yizhi's alarm bells rang even louder.
He knew he absolutely could not allow the situation to worsen any further.
So Qu Yizhi sent a message to Zhang Yu: Come to my office.
But after a long while, seeing that Zhang Yu had not yet appeared at his desk, Qu Yizhi's expression darkened slightly.
So he sent another message urging the other party to hurry up.
This time, we finally got a response.
Zhang Yu: I'm busy with work right now, I'll come over when I'm done.
Upon seeing this response, Qu Yizhi frowned. In his eyes, Zhang Yu, a cultivator who had climbed up from the first level, was shrewd and resourceful, and definitely not a naive fool.
The reason for the other party's reaction...
"This guy... has a problem with me?"
"Did he realize I was stopping him?"
...
During the process of guiding the group members in approving the training methods, Zhang Yu discovered something.
That is, in the process of simulating the techniques time and time again and exchanging ideas with his team members, he discovered that the techniques approved by each team member... seemed to be somewhat incompatible in terms of martial arts style.
If it were one or two people, it could be considered a coincidence.
But when Zhang Yu discovered that almost everyone was doing the same thing, he realized that it was no coincidence, but rather something someone had done on purpose.
Among the three martial arts groups, only one person was capable of doing so, or rather, had the opportunity to do so, and that person was the group leader, Qu Yizhi.
"Is this guy deliberately targeting me? Trying to sabotage me?"
Zhang Yu knew that dealing with sect disciples by reasoning or appealing to personal feelings was useless.
Therefore, he did not intend to engage in pointless communication with Qu Yizhi; he wanted to force the other party to beg him.
Seeing Qu Yizhi's message again, Zhang Yu simply replied: "Team leader, don't worry, we need to speed things up."
After closing his contacts, Zhang Yu turned around and buried himself back into his work.
Since the beginning of this month, he has not been cultivating the Nascent Soul Saint Body at all, but has devoted himself wholeheartedly to the work of the Martial Arts Group Three.
He was simulating martial arts during work hours, and he was still simulating martial arts after get off work. When team members came to him, he was simulating martial arts even more.
At this moment, Zhang Yu was like an instrument analyzing martial arts techniques, constantly performing martial arts analysis and sending the results to his team members.
He single-handedly propelled the entire martial arts group's performance forward.
...
As his performance ranking steadily declined, Qu Yizhi became increasingly agitated.
"If this continues, my sales performance this month will really be among the last few."
Thinking of this, Qu Yizhi recalled the instructions given by Luo Wuji, the head of the audit department, at the last meeting.
He had promised the minister in front of everyone that he would fully support Zhang Yu's work.
If most people's performance hasn't improved, then it's naturally because Zhang Yu himself lacks ability and is just boasting.
But if after a month everyone's performance improves except for Qu Yizhi, how will the minister view him?
"They might think I'm deliberately sabotaging things..."
Recalling what Minister Luo Wuji had said, Qu Yizhi understood that the other party wanted to make another breakthrough in performance before the evaluation in March.
"If the minister thinks I deliberately ruined his important plans..."
Thinking of this, Qu Yizhi felt a chill run down his spine.
"Do I have to work overtime? Or spend money to improve work efficiency?"
The thought of consuming his immortal potential filled Qu Yizhi with a thousand regrets.
After much deliberation, it seemed that accepting Zhang Yu's guidance and working together to promote the growth of Martial Arts Group Three, fulfilling the promise made to the minister... This originally impossible option had now become the best outcome.
"But what about the deputy minister?"
Just then, Qu Yizhi's eyes flashed and he saw a message coming in.
It was at the meeting of the Imperial Law Pavilion that Minister Luo Wuji reported the recent situation of the Audit Department to the Pavilion Master, and mentioned the improved performance of the Martial Arts Group 3.
Seeing this, Qu Yizhi gradually made up his mind.
He approached Zhang Yu's desk and said, "Zhang Zhenjun, may I speak with you in private?"
The two arrived at a cultivation room, and Qu Yizhi asked, "Does True Lord Zhang know Lu Hengzhang, the Vice Minister Lu?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu's heart stirred, and he mentioned that the other party had once served as his interviewer.
Qu Yizhi continued, "Vice Minister Lu seems to pay special attention to Zhang Zhenjun, and has been telling me to give you, a newcomer, more training and experience."
Zhang Yu's gaze sharpened, and he thought to himself, "Is Lu Hengzhang trying to get rid of me?"
(End of this chapter)
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