Under One Person: Feng Shui Master, I Will Protect the Mountains and Rivers with My Own Body

The top-floor conference room of the NaDuTong headquarters building in Yanjing.

The heavy blackout curtains were drawn tightly, leaving only a slit through which the glaring sunlight, like a sharp sword, pierced the mahogany round table.

Zhao Fangxu was sitting in the main seat, his chubby fingers rhythmically tapping on the document that had just been faxed over.

The eyes behind the glasses were squinted into two slits, like a smiling Buddha, or a tiger that was dozing off.

"Hmm... I understand about this, Lao Dou. You're a veteran, and I trust your judgment. Okay, let's leave it at that for now. We'll discuss the specific details and benefits after you've tested her skills, abilities, and character."

Zhao Fangxu hung up the phone and casually placed the receiver on the landline, making a soft "click" sound.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was like a starting pistol, igniting the heavy atmosphere in the conference room.

Chairman Fei, who had been holding back his anger for a long time, slammed his teacup down on the table. His round, chubby face was full of dissatisfaction, and he spoke with spittle flying everywhere.

"Mr. Zhao, no offense, but isn't Yan Sen going a bit too far?"

Director Fei pointed to the files on the table, his voice rising eight octaves, "How many is this? Huh? Back then, he was just a nobody with no status, and he wanted to get involved in company affairs as soon as he opened his mouth, saying he wanted to take care of the Gu children, and we agreed."

"Later he said he wanted to use the company's mission to train outsiders, and we agreed."

"Then we introduced Liao Zhong to that temporary worker, Xiao Zizai, and we agreed! Now, they're trying to cramm another one in?"

Chairman Fei became increasingly angry as he spoke, and the veins on his neck bulged out.

"I just want to ask one thing: does he own this company? Is the HR department his backyard? Can he do whatever he wants? Why do we need any procedures? I might as well just send him the company seal!"

Zhao Fangxu remained silent, still smiling as he looked at the documents in his hand, as if he hadn't heard Chairman Fei's roar.

Bi Youlong, sitting opposite him, leisurely tapped a cigarette out of his pack, lit it, and took a deep drag.

"call--"

Thick white smoke billowed out, and Bi Youlong glanced at Director Fei through the smoke with an expression as if he were looking at an idiot, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Old Fei, I know that besides interrogation, personnel matters are also within your management scope. It's understandable that you'd be unhappy if outsiders interfered with your own little corner of the world. I can understand that anyone would be unhappy in your situation."

Bi Youlong flicked his cigarette ash, his tone calm but his words were barbed.

"But you can't say that. Yes, Xiao Yan did get involved in the Gu child matter back then, but didn't we see the results? She did solve the problem!"

"That Gu child, who was originally on the verge of being destroyed and was heartless and asexual, is now not only just like a normal person, but also working under Lao Liao. I heard that his work efficiency is not low."

"Furthermore, the nickname 'Little Gu Child' has changed. She now has a name, Chen Duo, and she's a living, breathing person. As a leader, I don't expect you to treat everyone equally, but at least show some respect to our brothers and sisters on the front lines, right?"

Bi Youlong paused, his eyes sharpening. "Furthermore, you're saying he's using the company's name to train outsiders? I'm just baffled. What has the company contributed? Nothing at all, so what have we gotten in return?"

"The high-ranking priests of the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain are doing this for you for free, without discussing money or profit, and without involving any secrets. They are doing it with discretion and principle. What more do you want? Do you expect them to pay for your travel expenses?"

"Finally, let's talk about Xiao Zizai." Bi Youlong stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, his voice deepening. "Yes, this guy has some personality issues, you could even say major ones. But do you know how much the casualty rate has decreased for the brothers in the South China branch who are frequently on field missions since he joined the company? It's decreased by half! A full half!"

"You, Lao Fei, are so high and mighty, sitting in your office with the air conditioning on, you don't care about any of that. I just want to ask you one thing—Xiao Yan hasn't just been taking advantage of the company all these years, has he? Hasn't he done us any favors? Let's not even talk about distant things, just look at that incident in Northeast China, how many people would have died in Gaolian if it weren't for him? How do you plan to calculate that credit?"

"Hmph!" Chairman Fei's face flushed red and then paled as he was retorted, but he still stubbornly retorted, "He has done his job, but he's overstepped his bounds! The Northeast matter could have been handled without him! Do you think I'd have to eat hairy pork without him, Butcher Yan? What a joke!"

"Old Fei..." Bi Youlong sighed, shook his head, his eyes filled with pity, "I often say in meetings, don't always try to outsmart the brothers on the front lines. You can lie to them, after all, they still have to make a living at the company, and they can't do anything about it. But you can't even lie to yourself."

Bi Youlong leaned forward, exuding an air of oppression: "I didn't say the company couldn't operate without him. But can you even calculate whether a loss of a few million or tens of millions is greater or less than a loss of billions? Hmm?"

"If you want to handle things as efficiently, cleanly, and without leaving any future problems as others, who do you want to send? You? Me? Or should we send Old Huang?"

Huang Boren, who had been sitting to the side pretending to be invisible, was startled when he heard this. He quickly waved his hands and shook his head like a rattle drum.

"Hey, don't scratch me! I have no objections this time, absolutely no objections!" Huang Boren pushed up his glasses, his mind perfectly clear.

Old Fei is a hypocrite who gets the benefit but then pretends to be innocent.

With Yan Sen, this "unofficial headhunter," all those troublesome, even hot potato, talents were appeased and made obedient.

After hiring them, the company not only didn't lose money, but actually made a fortune.

Only a fool wouldn't do this kind of deal.

As tensions rose, Zhao Fangxu, who had remained silent until now, finally made a move.

"Cough cough."

Zhao Fangxu coughed twice and placed his teacup on the table. The sound wasn't loud, but it instantly silenced the two arguing people.

"That's enough, Chairman Bi, say less." Zhao Fangxu waved his hand, then turned to look at Chairman Fei. His smile remained kind, but his eyes behind his glasses were unfathomable.

"Chairman Fei, regarding this matter, let me give you my stance first. I'm not saying that a decision will be made immediately."

"Old Dou is a frontline leader in East China, and he has more say than any of us when it comes to selecting temporary workers. Let Xiao Yan take the person there for a trial first, and we can replace them if they're not a good fit."

Zhao Fangxu stood up, walked to the window, looked at the bustling scenery of the capital city outside, and spoke in a low voice with his back to everyone.

"As for whether Yan Sen has crossed the line... I don't think we need to make a big deal out of it."

"No matter how much trouble he causes, in the end, it's still up to us to make the decision. As long as we have that decision-making power, the world of supernatural beings can't be turned upside down."

Zhao Fangxu turned around, the reflection from his glasses obscuring his eyes.

"Besides, from the company's perspective, there's nothing wrong with this mutually beneficial arrangement. If he wanted to use his achievements and connections to cause trouble, then we would definitely have to deal with him; that's our normal logic. But now, not only is he not causing trouble, he's even actively helping us with our work."

"If we were to retaliate against him over such a trivial matter, it would be a rather unseemly act, and it wouldn't be acceptable in the eyes of outsiders... What do you think, Chairman Fei?"

Chairman Fei opened his mouth, looked at Zhao Fangxu's smiling face, and finally could only sigh dejectedly, like a deflated balloon.

"...Since Mr. Zhao has put it that way, then I can only reserve my opinion."

Zhao Fangxu nodded in satisfaction, sat back down in his chair, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.

"Alright, meeting adjourned."

Watching the departing figures of the board members, Zhao Fangxu put down his teacup and gently stroked Yan Sen's file with his fingers.

"Xiao Yansen... Xiao Yansen... smart man..."

Zhao Fangxu muttered to himself, a meaningful smile curving his lips.

"Making more friends and fewer enemies is the way to live in the world."

"Why doesn't this kid want to join the company...?"