One person: Reborn as Huangxian, seeking the title of Feng Baobao at the beginning

The meal time was simply a torture for them. They were very cautious on the way to send Huang Miao back to the city government, for fear of saying something wrong.

They didn't breathe a sigh of relief until they returned to the door of the conference room and Huang Miao was about to go in. However, at this moment, Huang Miao suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "Two leaders, is the weather so hot? I see you are sweating all the time. In fact, it doesn't have to be so complicated, and don't be too stressed..."

After saying this, Huang Miao pushed the door and entered the meeting room. Yang Xiao and Qin Yongsong stood there, staring at each other and smiling, only to find that each other's foreheads were covered with sweat. It turned out that Huang Miao had seen through their thoughts a long time ago, but just didn't point it out.

This sentence made them suddenly realize that their little tricks were completely exposed in front of Huang Miao. They laughed at themselves, lamenting Huang Miao's wisdom and their own superficiality.

"Director Huang is truly superior. We seem so superficial..." the two said as they walked towards the office.

After Huang Miao returned to the conference room, the second formal seminar was successfully launched. Due to the change in attitude of Zhang Hua and others, this seminar went more smoothly. The content of the meeting set by Huang Miao was very detailed, even including various problems and countermeasures that might be encountered during the implementation process.

In the next few days, Huang Miao was almost inseparable from Zhang Hua and others, busy in the conference room from morning to night.

Huang Miao was not disappointed by the final result. Not only did everyone reach a consensus, but they also put it into practice immediately after the meeting.

In the morning, many citizens of Tai City were surprised to find that a large number of large vehicles were heading towards Yishan. Overnight, high barriers were erected around Yishan, and the government's professional construction team quickly moved into the construction site. Huang Miao, Zhang Hua and others went to the site in person to closely monitor every progress of the project.

Since everyone is curious about the main builders of the Sanling Bridge and the Panshe Passage, it attracted a large number of visitors. Unfortunately, there is a police isolation belt outside the barrier, which prevents everyone from getting close. They can only stand far outside the isolation belt and peek through the barrier entrance that is not completely blocked.

The construction site was bustling with activity. Workers, wearing uniform helmets and work clothes, were busy cleaning the foundation. Large cranes and other construction vehicles were on standby. Although the temperature inside the vehicles was extremely high under the scorching sun, the workers had no complaints. This fully demonstrated the high quality of the government construction team.

The reporters with keen sense of smell soon smelled the topic and rushed to the construction site. In order to maintain the image of the government, Yang Xiao arranged for Zhang Hua to respond to the interviews of reporters in advance. In front of the cameras of many media, Zhang Hua calmly answered various questions, obviously familiar with this kind of scene.

However, what surprised Zhang Hua was that the reporters seemed not very interested in the project itself, but were full of curiosity about the main builder. They asked who the main builder of Sanling Bridge and Panshe Channel was, whether they were specially invited because of their high expectations for the Yishan scenic area project, and even asked to meet this mysterious main builder.

Zhang Hua felt somewhat helpless, as Huang Miao once again became the unshakable protagonist. However, without instructions from the upper echelons, he could not disclose any information at will, so he could only use "no comment" to evade all reporters.

Despite this, the commencement of the Yishan project became the hottest topic in Thai city that day. Netizens left messages expressing their anticipation for the completion of the scenic spot, and some even believed that Yishan scenic spot is expected to become a representative of Thai city's Internet celebrities. The mysterious identity of the main builder has sparked countless speculations and discussions.

As the man behind all this, Huang Miao is extremely low-key. He just quietly does his job at the construction site and never shows up in public. This sense of mystery has made the news about this project more and more popular, and major media outlets have reported on it.

At the same time, the team members hospitalized in the military hospital also noticed the news. The fat man sat up excitedly, pointed at the TV and said excitedly: "Look, our Huang Bureau has started to build the Yishan Scenic Area!" Zhang Lingyu nodded in agreement, but there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes: "At this time, we should help Huang Bureau..."

Feng Baobao was immediately excited when he heard this: "We have almost recovered, why don't we discuss discharge?" The fat man nodded in agreement, and just as he was about to get out of bed, he lay back down due to the pain. Zhang Lingyu sighed helplessly: "Don't bother, just listen to Director Huang's arrangements. Hurry up and heal your injuries, we have other important things to do after we go back. Director Huang is also worried that we are in the way here."

Baobao Feng lay back on the bed obediently, but her eyes were still full of longing: "Life here is so boring, I just hope I can be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible..." These words also expressed the thoughts of several other people.

Wang Cheng half-leaned on the bed and yawned sleepily: "I have been down the mountain for many days. I wonder if the master is worried about me. After going to the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau, I have to hurry back..." Hearing this, the fat man immediately looked at Wang Cheng: "Wang Cheng, why are you going back to the mountain? Wouldn't life there be even more boring than this? You might as well take this opportunity to stay in the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau."

Wang Cheng looked at the fat man in surprise: "Can I join the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau?" Before the fat man could answer, Zhang Lingyu smiled and said, "Of course! The Jiumen Fengshui Bureau is in need of people right now, so both you and Taoist Qingfeng can consider it. Maybe if you work hard, you can catch up with this exam and become a formal member of the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau..."

Zhang Lingyu's words made Wang Cheng fall into deep thought. He had never dared to have such an idea before. But now he and Taoist Qingfeng seemed to be seriously considering this matter...

On this day, the attending physician walked into the ward with a data sheet in hand, announcing that their boring days had finally come to an end.

The doctor pushed his glasses, carefully examined several people, and said to them with a smile: "Congratulations, everyone. You can be discharged from the hospital. But remember to do rehabilitation training and avoid strenuous exercise."

Hearing this, Zhang Lingyu suddenly threw off the quilt and jumped off the bed. It was obvious that he couldn't wait any longer. The fat man took off his hospital gown and changed into his own clothes. Feng Baobao rolled her eyes, picked up her clothes and left the ward, muttering, "I can finally be discharged from the hospital. I'll go crazy if I stay any longer."

The old smoker was mumbling as he packed his things. The broken pipe was still tightly held in his hand like a treasure. Wang Cheng's Taoist robe was no longer wearable, so he changed into a loose casual outfit, looking more like a fashionable young man than a little Taoist priest in the mountains. Taoist Qingfeng carefully put the broken peach wood sword into his backpack.

After packing up, they sat around the bed and discussed their next plan. Zhang Lingyu suggested, "Should we go to the Yishan construction site? Director Huang should be busy there." This suggestion was quickly agreed by everyone.

The fat man half-jokingly said, "Director Huang is too busy. He probably forgot about us. We are all about to be discharged from the hospital, but he probably doesn't even know about it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open. Everyone thought it was Feng Baobao who came back, so they didn't pay much attention. However, a cold voice came: "Who said Director Huang forgot about you?"

This familiar voice made Zhang Lingyu and Fatty turn their heads to look at the door. They saw Wang Ye standing at the door, and they moved over in surprise. "Brother, why are you here?" "Brother, I knew you were the most reliable!"

Wang Ye asked with a smile, "How is your recovery?" The fat man patted his chest and said confidently, "What can happen to me, Fatty?" Zhang Lingyu also nodded with a smile, "I'm fine, brother. Are you here to pick us up?" Wang Ye nodded slightly, then walked to Wang Cheng and Taoist Qingfeng, "You two, Director Huang wants to see you." His words were concise and clear, and he went straight to the point.

At this time, Feng Baobao changed her clothes and returned to the ward. She was wearing tight jeans and long boots, which made her legs look long and slender, and she was a beautiful sight. "Oh, the deputy director is here!" She looked around in surprise, "Where is Director Huang? Isn't Director Huang here?"

Wang did not answer directly, but said gently: "Get ready quickly, the car is waiting downstairs." Although Feng Baobao responded, she looked a little lost.

Several people quickly packed up their things, left the ward in a mighty procession, walked through the bright corridor, and headed to the first floor. When they walked out of the hospital gate, the sunlight shone on them, making them feel as if they were in another world.

A black seven-seater official car stopped by the roadside, and Wang Ye walked straight to the passenger seat and got in. Seeing this, the team members knew that this was the car to pick them up, so they put their bags in the trunk and got in one by one.

The driver, wearing sunglasses, started the car without saying a word. The fat man looked at Wang Ye curiously and asked, "Brother, where are we going now? Are we going to the Yishan construction site? I heard that Director Huang is in charge of the construction of the Yishan project. Have the issues with the Ghost King and the Ghost Market been resolved?"

Wang Ye nodded gently: "It's all resolved, but we're not going to Yishan now, let's go directly back to the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau."

"Ah?" Zhang Lingyu was a little surprised. "What about Director Huang? Director Huang should be very busy now. We should go to Yishan to help." Feng Baobao also agreed: "That's right. If Director Huang is not busy, he should come too..."

At this moment, the driver adjusted the rearview mirror so that the team members could see his face. Zhang Lingyu frowned, thinking that he looked familiar. When the driver slowly took off his sunglasses, Zhang Lingyu's eyes widened: "Director Huang!"

It turned out that Huang Miao was the one driving the car! Huang Miao looked at the team members through the rearview mirror and said with a smile: "Who said I didn't come to pick you up?"

The fat man laughed immediately, and came forward excitedly and said, "Director Huang, I knew you would come!" Huang Miao smiled and joked, "Go away, stop joking, I'm driving!"

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Huang Miao not only came, but also served as the driver himself, which made the team members feel warm. Huang Miao was indeed very busy during this period, but he never forgot the day when the team members would be discharged from the hospital. He specially arranged the affairs of Yishan and took time to call Wang Ye to pick up the team members from the hospital.

This scene also moved Wang Cheng and Taoist Qingfeng. They still remember Huang Miao's majesty in Yishan when he converted thousands of ghosts and his bravery in fighting the ghost king with Wang Ye. Huang Miao was decisive in killing his enemies but gentle as ever to his own people. They were curious and yearning for such a team.

"Old smoker, why do you look so worried?" Huang Miao looked through the rearview mirror and saw the old smoker staring out the window with a frown on his face.

The old smoker heard Huang Miao's voice, smiled and waved his hands: "Director Huang, I'm fine, really, it's just..." He seemed to find it difficult to speak halfway through his words.

At this moment, Huang Miao casually handed over a bag: "Old smoker, this is for you."

Everyone looked at the bag in the old smoker's hand with curiosity. The old smoker opened it with a puzzled look on his face, and inside was an exquisite wooden box. When he opened the wooden box, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he took out an exquisite dry tobacco pipe from it.

"Director Huang, I... thank you so much!" The old smoker was so excited that he was a little incoherent. He never expected that Huang Miao would notice that his pipe was broken.

Huang Miao smiled and responded: "Don't thank me, this was bought by the deputy director. He bought it with his own salary. It has nothing to do with me."

The old smoker knew that Huang Miao said this because he didn't want him to feel burdened. His gratitude towards Huang Miao and Wang Ye deepened. There was another pack of tobacco in the wooden box. The old smoker took a deep breath and was intoxicated by the aroma of tobacco.

Along the way, everyone chatted enthusiastically. This seemed to be the first time that the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau had been mobilized in full force. Huang Miao drove onto the highway and headed for the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau in Lianyun City. The atmosphere in the car was relaxed and pleasant, without any sense of oppression.

Huang Miao was very satisfied with the team members' performance. In this operation, he saw the team members' unwavering faith. They could have evacuated due to insufficient information, and no one would blame them, but they never retreated. Even when facing life and death, they were not afraid. This made Huang Miao deeply relieved. With these team members, the future of Jiumen Fengshui Bureau is full of hope.

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"La la la, la la la..." The Nine Gates Feng Shui Bureau was silent. Wang Ye left early in the morning, and the weasel was freed. It slipped into the house and lay on Zhang Lingyu's chair, crossing its legs and humming a little tune, feeling very comfortable. The sun gently sprinkled on its body, and its fur seemed warm.

The weasel's singing gradually faded, replaced by bursts of snoring. "Ding..." The elevator reminder sounded, but the weasel was sleeping too deeply to notice it. The elevator door opened, and Huang Miao and others returned to the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau.

"Hey, where is the weasel?" The fat man noticed that the weasel that usually guarded the door was nowhere to be seen.

Zhang Lingyu also looked puzzled and quickly pushed the door open. Everyone stopped and saw the weasel sitting on Zhang Lingyu's seat like a human, sleeping soundly with his legs crossed.

Wang Cheng was extremely surprised. He had never seen such a strange animal before. He pointed at the weasel and asked, "Is this... your pet?"

The fat man walked over angrily and said, "This damn yellow-skinned bastard, he didn't guard the door properly and ran in to sleep!" As he said that, he grabbed the weasel's neck. The weasel exclaimed, "Who is it? Which bastard? I see..." (End of this chapter)