Changsheng Xiuxian: I can see through everything

Chapter 163: Taking Office (Please Subscribe)

When Chen Xuan received the official notice from the Law Enforcement Hall, he was still a little confused.

The law enforcement officer who came to notify them said respectfully, "Master Ling asked Deacon Chen to arrive on time tomorrow. He has something very important to discuss with you."

"Okay, I'll be there on time."

At this time, more than ten days had passed since Xu Jiali's engagement and wedding banquet.

After seeing off Xu Jiali and Bai Mudan, Chen Xuan began to plan his future life.

Before building his foundation, he had no intention of leaving Lingyun City.

By this calculation, I have to settle in Lingyun City for at least six or seven years.

After four years of Qi training and three years of polishing, he tried to build a foundation when he was exactly thirty years old.

As for going out to look for opportunities, he had completely given up on the idea.

Li Changfeng wrote to tell him that he had done a great job in the engagement and wedding banquet of the Xu family in Wanshouling.

He enforces the law impartially and maintains law and order, setting an example for the sect's law enforcement team.

But don't do that next time.

In recent years, it is best to stay in Lingyun City and not go anywhere else.

What he meant was, I've helped you deal with this matter, so you just need to practice diligently in Lingyun City.

The result was within Chen Xuan's expectations.

From beginning to end, he never took the initiative to cause trouble.

The Zhao family ran into his trap, so he can't be blamed.

What's more, he has been maintaining the authority of Jin Yangzong.

The elders in the sect all knew what the Xu family of Wanshouling was planning.

It’s good enough that he didn’t take the opportunity to threaten the Xu family of Wanshouling.

It is impossible to sacrifice him as a sacrifice.

That is not in the interests of the Jinyang Sect.

I thought I could rest for a few more days.

Unexpectedly, Ling Baoshi couldn't wait any longer.

Could it be that something went wrong with his transfer?

Sure enough, the next day, when he arrived at the office on time, the face of Ling Baoshi, the captain of the West City Law Enforcement Team, was not very good.

After the servant left and closed the door, only Ling Baoshi and he were left in the room.

"After the performance competition, I was supposed to be transferred, but now there's a small problem."

Ling Baoshi looked at Chen Xuan with some emotion.

"Oh."

This is none of Chen Xuan’s business, he can’t do anything about it.

"It seems that I have to stay in this position for a few more years. Chen Xuan, you came at the right time. I will take you under my wing, and then you can leave with peace of mind."

"Lord Ling, you're joking! I'm lazy by nature and don't want to get involved. I came to the West City Law Enforcement Hall because I promised Elder Zhao that I wouldn't move in the short term."

What a joke!
As soon as I took office, the top leader said that power would be gradually transferred to me.

Naked temptation!

There is no technical content at all.

Chen Xuan fought back on the spot.

I don't mean to compete with you for power.

The reason I came here is simply because I promised your immediate superior, Elder Zhao, and because I received his kindness, I don't want to move.

"I'm not kidding. Deacon Chen is incredibly talented and has a promising future. This position as West City Law Enforcement Captain is just a transitional one."

"Master Ling, let me be frank. I just want to concentrate on my cultivation and build my foundation. As for the law enforcement team, I just want to be a figurehead, not take charge!"

Having said that, Ling Baoshi didn't feel like continuing to test the waters.

"I can't just ignore it. Otherwise, how can I report to the main church? Which deacon in the branch church doesn't take charge?"

The law enforcement hall of the Xiancheng district is usually equipped with a captain and three deacons.

The captain of the law enforcement team is a transitional position.

One step ahead is the sect elder.

Apparently, Ling Baoshi earned a lot of spirit stones from the gambling game of the performance competition, which he used to manage relationships.

For some reason, something unexpected happened with the job transfer and there has been no movement to date.

"What matters does Captain Ling want me to be in charge of?"

"Don't say I didn't take care of you. Make your own choice!"

Ling Baoshi showed him the division of labor of the law enforcement team.

Personnel assessment, internal and external negotiations, personnel training, leading patrols, criminal trials, and budget calculations...

Personnel assessment is excluded first.

This is the greatest power in the hands of the leader, and it is related to personnel promotions, rewards and punishments.

Leading patrols is too troublesome, personnel training takes time, he is completely incapable of internal and external negotiations, and trying criminals is even more likely to offend people.

After looking around, Chen Xuan decisively chose to calculate the income and expenditure.

Although you are in charge of the money, without the signature and approval of the top leader, it is nothing and is equivalent to not being in charge.

"One more thing?"

"No, I'll just pick one!"

Chen Xuan argued confidently: "I don't understand. I'll choose after I understand it!"

Ling Suoshi looked at Chen Xuan, pondered for a moment, and finally nodded: "Okay."

"Come back to me when you want to increase it."

Ling Baoshi was very satisfied with Chen Xuan's attitude.

It didn't touch his fundamental interests. This meant that Chen Xuan had no intention of competing with him for power and profit.

Thinking of this, Ling Baoshi said in a gentle voice: "Deacon Chen, according to convention, each new deacon can be assigned two sect servants."

As soon as these words came out.

Chen Xuan's expression was a little confused.

He didn't understand what Ling Baoshi meant.

"That is to say, you have two quotas for sect servants."

This time, Chen Xuan understood.

To him, the sect's menial tasks were not worth mentioning at all.

But for many casual cultivators who can't even afford spiritual rice, it is a high-paying job that guarantees a stable income.

Especially if you follow the right master, you can rise to the top overnight, from a menial servant to an outer disciple.

"Can I choose whatever I want?"

"Deacon Chen can choose anyone he wants, as long as they haven't violated the sect's rules."

"I understand. Thank you, Master Ling!"

Walking out of Ling Baoshi's office, a servant came forward.

"Deacon Chen, I'll take you to the office I've set up for you."

"it is good!"

I entered the dedicated office and took a quick look around.

It is rich in spiritual energy and fully equipped. There is another cave at the back which is a bedroom for rest and sleep.

"By the way, if I want to check the information of the residents of Xiancheng, who should I contact?"

"For such a small matter, just write a note, Deacon, and I can take care of it for you!"

"Then I'll bother you!"

Chen Xuan took out the pen on the table and wrote four names.

In fact, he had no idea whether he could find it.

"Help me check if these four people are in Xiancheng."

The servant took it respectfully and hurried away.

……

evening.

At the West City Market.

As the sun was about to set, everyone was packing up their stalls.

A fat monk was still shouting "selling".

"White-winged Spirit Fish! Fresh white-winged Spirit Fish, selling at a low price!"

"Don't miss it if you pass by. One spirit bead weighs three pounds!"

An old monk came over.

"Senior, would you like to buy some spirit fish?"

The fat monk asked attentively.

"If you don't buy it, I'll just stand here?"

The old monk said unhappily.

"How much?"

"Ten pounds, but you have to wait."

"What?"

"Wait for them to die! Dead fish are cheap. One spirit bead can buy five kilograms!"

The fat monk almost couldn't hold his breath.

“I don’t sell dead fish!”

"They're dying!"

"I'll keep it for myself if it dies!"

After driving the old monk away, the fat monk looked at the white-winged spirit fish in the bucket, which was indeed dying.

"Forget it, let's go home. It's spiritual food after all, so it's better to leave it for the children."

Thinking of this, he also began to pack up his stall.

Two market attendants came over.

"Wang Fugui, today's booth fee and cleaning fee are two spirit beads!"

"Oh, it's ready, my two lords, keep it!"

Wang Fugui handed over the two spirit beads.

"Business is a bit slow, why are there so many left?"

A market attendant glanced at the white-winged spirit fish in the bucket.

"Not bad. These are specially left for the children to eat as a tonic."

Wang Fugui said with a wry smile.

"Oh, I didn't realize you're such a good father! Go back soon!"

"Thank you, my Lords!"

Wang Fugui carried the two large buckets with great effort and hurried home.

But my heart was filled with bitterness.

After a busy day and paying the fee of two spirit beads, it was all in vain.

(End of this chapter)