Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 312 - 299: Who Agrees, Who Disagrees?

Chapter 312: Chapter 299: Who Agrees, Who Disagrees?

"Ah, what’s the big deal about holding a meeting? Is it that difficult?" Third Miss Gan glared at Zhang San, who nodded repeatedly in fear.

"Not difficult, not difficult at all. What kind of meeting is it, and do I need to prepare anything?"

"Just improvise, but I heard that this meeting will determine the allocation of cultivation resources for the different officers at the Town Martial Office for the latter half of the year. Whatever method you use, just make sure you secure a good portion."

Upon hearing this, Zhang San was dumbfounded.

"Such an important meeting, should I... really be attending?"

"I’m not available lately."

Zhang San was stunned momentarily.

Third Miss Gan realized what Zhang San was puzzled about and said, "I have quite a few enemies in the Capital, so it’s best if I stay indoors. But don’t worry, if you handle this for me, I’ll make sure to secure some cultivation resources for you. I know you’ve been tight on funds recently."

Zhang San reluctantly agreed to Third Miss Gan’s unreasonable request.

Thus, as evening approached, Zhang San went to the Town Martial Office again.

But this year, there were more people at the Town Martial Office.

The Town Martial Office officially has four Principal Officers, who were all present at the government office today.

A Martial Artist designated for reception led the way, so Zhang San quickly found the Council Hall where the meeting was to be held.

In the Council Hall, there were four desks, naturally belonging to the four Principal Officers.

However, there were thirty-six seats below.

Fourteen on the left side, fourteen on the right side, and eight in the middle just below.

Zhang San glanced at the desks, which were labeled with the names of various roads, and then sat at the desk designated for Chuan-Yu Road, pulling out the scroll Third Miss Gan had given him.

The scroll contained a record of the basic work conditions in Chuan-Yu Road for the first half of the year.

It was all organized by Lu Qingquan.

While waiting, Zhang San pondered the recent events in the Capital, as other Officers from various roads gradually entered.

Once all the Officers in Zhang San’s row had arrived,

suddenly, twenty-eight people flashed in from both sides as if they had been waiting outside, suddenly appearing in their respective places using Techniques and Martial Styles, startling Zhang San.

Big Beard Officer seated next to Zhang San glanced at him and whispered, "I heard that the kid from Bai Yucheng was taken down. You must be the new Officer, right?"

"Don’t worry, those four divisions’ people, they do this every year, all mysterious and also wearing masks."

Zhang San also noticed that the twenty-eight officers next to him were all masked.

Still, Zhang San was curious as to why, being officers, they specifically had to wear masks.

"I heard there’s a Zhang San in Chuan-Yu Road who’s quite fierce! Apparently, it was he who took down Bai Yucheng. Then just after you arrived in the Capital, he killed thirteen from the Ministry of Punishment in the street? Quite a fearsome god of death!"

Zhang San smiled, nodding his head, looking like a novice just starting his career.

At that moment, the four Principal Officers walked out from behind and sat at the four desks in the highest part of the Council Hall.

"The thirty-six Officers of the Town Martial Office, have you all arrived?"

Zhang San raised his hand and said quietly, "This Principal Officer, the regular Officer for Chuan-Yu Road is unwell, so I am attending on her behalf."

The other frowned slightly, a bit annoyed, "All thirty-six officers are here, yet only your Chuan-Yu Road still has an Acting Officer, and even the Acting Officer hasn’t attended. What’s your name, are you a Military Chief?"

"Zhang San, temporarily acting as Acting Military Chief, Ninth Grade Deputy Military Attache."

Big Beard lowered his head, trying to avoid an awkward eye contact with Zhang San.

The other officers also hadn’t expected this to be the famously fierce Zhang San of the Capital.

"Alright, let me introduce myself, since it’s your first time attending a meeting, you might not be familiar with the internal affairs of the Town Martial Office. My full name is Changsun, and these three are Principal Officer Hong, Principal Officer Yue, and Principal Officer Sun."

"There are thirty-six officers within the Town Martial Office, divided into four divisions and road affiliations. The four divisions consist of the twenty-eight masked officers on both sides; you do not need to know their tasks."

"The road affiliations include the eight of you, each representing your respective roads."

After introducing, Principal Officer Changsun said to everyone, "We have reviewed the work reports from earlier this year, and there hasn’t been much of note. As everyone knows, I always try to keep the biannual meetings brief. If there aren’t any urgent matters to report recently, we can move directly to discussing the allocation of cultivation resources for each officer and their subordinates for the latter half of the year."

Everyone was silent, clearly just waiting to distribute resources.

"Well then, as per tradition, seventy percent is for the four divisions, and thirty percent is for the road affiliations. Any objections?"

No one spoke.

Principal Officer Changsun nodded with relief and said, "Then you four divisions will share equally. Later, we will have you take half of the cultivation resources for the next six months, and someone will deliver the other half in three months."

"The eight road-affiliated officers, it’s your turn now. This is the highlight for you eight every year. Let’s hear your thoughts."

Zhang San then realized that the most challenging part was here today.

At this time, the officer farthest from Zhang San spoke up, "Thirty percent of the resources are always split into thirty parts, usually allocated in proportions of three shares for four entities, four shares for two entities, and five shares for two entities. After all, the best performers either achieve great feats or have the lowest casualties. Chuan-Yu Road usually has the lowest casualties, so they directly take five shares, but I heard that Chuan-Yu Road suffered quite a few losses among its Martial Artists this first half of the year!"

The seven officers thought the same, but it was most appropriate for the one farthest from Zhang San to say such displeasing words.