Chapter 1304: Chapter 51: Heart of a Death Row Inmate [2-in-1]
"Too tired!"
Fang Che sighed, "General Zhao, I want to take a day off tomorrow."
Zhao Shanhe said, "Take a break, but tomorrow the internal affairs need to have a meeting and then vote. Make sure your wife comes to work early."
Fang Che sighed hopelessly, "Then I’ll take a day off with my wife the day after tomorrow."
"The position is important; you can only take one break at a time." Zhao Shanhe said coldly.
As if I can’t deal with you?
"Then I’ll resign! Ye Meng will also resign!"
Fang Che said in anguish, "This job is impossible to do. You guys play by yourselves!"
"You’re being disorderly! Are you threatening me?"
"I wouldn’t dare!"
"Hmph!"
Zhao Shanhe snorted angrily, "Your Life and Death Patrol Group can take a vacation without reporting to me. I can’t control this group of grandpas!"
"You should’ve said so earlier."
Fang Che relaxed immediately, "General Zhao, you are wise and powerful!"
"Get lost!"
As he was about to enter the prison, Zhao Shanhe lightly sighed, "Fang Che, in this job, be careful. You’re carrying too much now. If anything happens to you, it really could all stop."
"I understand."
Fang Che smiled, "But my example is already set; for others, General Zhao, you need to think of ways too. With just me alone, it’s still a lonely struggle. In the future, in other areas, I can work secretly, but for things that make a public spectacle, you must find someone else or others too."
He said with deep meaning, "Even if I’m regarded as a god, it won’t help the image of the Southeast Headquarters Guardian. Besides, I know my own temperament, too stubborn and fierce. If anything happens one day that causes my image to collapse, all our efforts will be ruined."
"Personal worship is never as good as the collective name of the Southeast Headquarters. This point, Chief, you must consider."
Zhao Shanhe sighed deeply, "How could I not know what you’re saying? But others, it’s really difficult. Even among the top today, they don’t have a Life and Death Order."
"Without the Life and Death Order as a talisman, many things would land on them and they wouldn’t dare overstep."
Fang Che said, "You might consider people like Feng Xiangdong, Yu Zhongge, Mo Gan Yun, and others."
Fang Che was actually quite puzzled.
Because in these situations, Fang Che always wanted someone like Feng Xiangdong to take the lead, but everyone joined forces to push him out instead.
"You’re the captain, you go."
Now Fang Che felt his reputation was sufficient, and if this continues with all the glory and excitement, it might actually be bad.
Because... Fang Che never forgot his identity as Yemo.
"None of them can do it! They each have a Life and Death Order and aren’t afraid of anything when following you, but it’s not okay for them to lead."
Zhao Shanhe looked dejected, "Feng Yu Xue and the Mo Family, Jing Family, their Family Heads personally spoke to me. The meaning is just one: they can follow, but not take the lead."
"Why?"
Fang Che stopped abruptly, utterly confused.
"This..."
Zhao Shanhe hesitated, opening and closing his mouth without speaking, "Think about it yourself."
Fang Che furrowed his brow tightly.
Before he could sort out his thoughts, he was already inside the prison.
Zhao Shanhe ordered, "Gather those 998 people and bring them into a room."
Then Zhao Shanhe slipped away swiftly...
"These 998 people are now yours."
Swoosh!
Zhao Shanhe was gone.
Fang Che nearly burst out swearing in anger.
"You should at least start this off with me, damn it!"
But Zhao Shanhe was already out of sight.
Fang Che contorted his face, resigned to accept this reality.
Then the prison staff came running, "These are the materials the Chief prepared for you."
Handing over the materials to Fang Che, the person immediately ran off.
The cold-faced Captain Fang looked even more intimidating.
And after Fang Che reviewed these materials, he grew even angrier.
"Zhao Shanhe, you really are doing nothing good, damn it! You are so damn skilled at passing the buck!"
...
death row inmates, without the consideration of their shackles, dressed in clean clothes, entered the hall.
They even had a bath before entering.
And upon entering, they each found a seat!
They were simply overwhelmed with surprise.
"They say a new leader, even a principal, is coming to give us a lecture and a bit of a speech... Could it be that we’ll actually have a formal job placement in the future? Or work at the Martial Arts Academy?"
Someone looked hopeful.
"If that’s the case, it would be too wonderful."
"Yes, after all, it’s just Martial Arts Academy. No matter how harsh, severe, or punitive, it’s still better than being in prison, at the Southeast Headquarters, right?"
"If it turns out to be true...hell, I could brag about it."
"Who wouldn’t agree, damn it, I spent my whole life robbing and looting, gave up on any hope of an official career from young, never thought I’d see something so grand. After being caught and sentenced to death, I can still land a formal job... Tch, I can truly say my life is legendary!"
There isn’t just one person with thoughts like these.
Everyone felt that this was all a bit too dreamlike.
An unreal kind of happiness. Because things had become very clear now.
Another task, redemption through skills, a principal’s speech.
No matter how much they tried not to think too beautifully, they couldn’t help it. Because the reality...was just that splendid!
"This is everyone’s only chance to survive, must seize it, plus there’s possibly a formal job... even if my cultivation never restores in this life, it’s still fine."
"I wonder how they knew about my carpentry skills. Did the Guardian actually find out that I was a carpenter... Did they go to my house? Damn..."
