However, Zhang Bo did not stay there for too long; he merely informed those middle-level managers about the current taboo situations before parting ways with them and returning to his town residence.
Zhang Bo was preparing to rest, as a full day's work awaited him tomorrow.
He had to ensure he got enough rest.
However, after Zhang Bo left, these middle-level managers remained in the open space, their faces filled with anger.
They were also whispering to each other, and although they deliberately kept their voices low, the content of their conversation was undoubtedly related to resistance.
The actions of those senior managers today truly enraged them and had already touched their bottom line.
Previously, they had always chosen to endure, but the result of their endurance was the senior managers' hostility towards them and their current attempt to find an excuse to wipe them out completely.
Therefore, they no longer intended to tolerate it.
If those senior managers wanted to clash with them, these middle-level managers would not mind uniting to confront them.
It was just a confrontation; everyone's strength was now similar, and they even had a numerical advantage, as they had all become Spiritual Realm Commanders under Deherim, and most of their soldiers were human soldiers.
There were no more strange Spiritual Realm creatures following them.
Therefore, with similar strength, and a numerical advantage in confrontation, they might not be without a fighting chance.
Moreover, some of these middle-level managers had already reached the level of Swadian Light Infantry, and their followers had reached the level of Swadian Militia.
As long as they organized themselves into a good formation, even if those senior managers organized their human followers to attack, they would definitely have the ability to resist.
They could even counter-kill them.
"Bo Ge is right; we must organize to resist, and now we not only need to prove our innocence but also prove that they are bad guys colluding with the remnants of the Diesel Company."
"That's right, we are good people to begin with. Now we are organizing to resist the attacks of those bad people on us. We must unite!"
"Those damned remnants of the Diesel Company must have infiltrated those senior managers, after all, at that time, these senior managers were also part of the temporary convoy, perhaps they already had the idea of combining with the remnants of the Diesel Company."
"We are all ordinary people, how could we collude with the remnants of the Diesel Company? Besides, the Diesel Company didn't give us anything good at that time. Why would we cooperate with the remnants of the Diesel Company?"
"Those senior managers must have been incited by the remnants of the Diesel Company, or rather, they themselves are spies sent by the Diesel Company to infiltrate our Deherim."
"I also feel that those senior managers are spies sent by the Diesel Company to infiltrate Deherim; otherwise, how could they attack us? We are a group of staunch loyalists."
"Tomorrow, we must unite and jointly resist these damned senior managers, let them know why we can become so united now—it's because we are loyalists, unlike those traitors who colluded with the Diesel Company."
These middle-level managers had finally unified their words and thoughts, which was to resist those senior managers to the end.
No slack was allowed.
The current situation was clear: those senior managers wanted to scheme against them, making them lose all their current status, power, and identity, and return to being ordinary people who could be arbitrarily bullied.
Of course, they were unwilling.
When they submitted the list to Shen Mu at that time, they knew they would offend these senior managers, but they had no choice. After all, they were all ordinary people before, with no significant connection to these senior managers in a very broad circle.
If they didn't do this, the upward channel would be completely blocked, and they would have no chance to meet Lord Shen Mu.
They would only be ordinary people their whole lives, only able to kneel and provide spiritual energy to Deherim.
And this method of providing energy was no different from being a laborer.
Indirectly speaking,
they were cattle and horses.
No one wanted to do that.
No one wanted to live a life like cattle and horses.
That's why they united, desperately trying to secure a future by submitting the list, and finally gaining the possibility of being promoted to Spiritual Realm Commander, which they had now successfully achieved.
Of course, this also offended those senior managers, because without personnel authority, it meant losing the biggest capital in the political game.
This was something everyone understood.
The senior managers among the Blue Star Humans also understood this, which is why they were hysterically angry, and why they wanted to orchestrate a scheme at this time to completely suppress these middle-level managers who dared to break free from their control.
Only in this way could they maintain the status, identity, future power, glory, and good life of these senior managers.
And just as those middle-level managers had united and planned to confront them,
these senior managers were also holding discussions.
Inside a certain town residence.
A total of 14 senior managers had gathered.
Of course, Zhang Caidong and Sun Zhiru, the two highest chief and deputy chief managers, were absent, but the remaining senior managers, who were responsible for many specialized areas among the Blue Star Humans, had all arrived in this room and sat down.
And in the dim candlelight, they were solemnly discussing the names on the list they wanted to confirm, and also allocating specific numbers.
The number of Diesel Company remnants, which were the middle-level managers they disliked, were angry at, and hated.
"I have six people here; they must die."
"I have three here. I gritted my teeth and removed four out of seven people; the remaining three must die."
"I also have two here who must die. They were my subordinates before, but they betrayed me, and when I expressed a desire for reconciliation and showed goodwill, they dared to ignore me. So, they must die."
"I also have two here who must die. I tried to contact them before to get them to join me, but they completely ignored me. They must die."
"I have four people here who must die."
"I have one here; if this guy doesn't die, I won't feel at peace. I can let go of everyone else, but this guy, he must die."
"I have three here."
"I have five here who must die. There's no room for sentimentality; they must die."
These senior managers wrote down their respective targets in notebooks, then tore off the pages from their notebooks and pushed them all onto the table.
Finally, two senior managers responsible for coordination collected them, identified, and distinguished them.
After removing duplicates,
they compiled all the collected names onto one notebook and handed it to the senior manager at the head of the table, who was also the convener of this meeting and implicitly the main figure in this turmoil.
"Zhou Mo Ge, this is the list submitted this time, totaling 27 people. They are all thorns in our eyes and nails in our flesh, and they are the most likely individuals to cooperate with the remnants of the Diesel Company."
The senior manager responsible for coordination and record-keeping handed the notebook to the middle-aged man in his 40s, whom he referred to as Zhou Mo Ge.
"Mmm, good, thank you." Zhou Mo nodded slightly, reached out and took the notebook, glanced at it casually, and then threw it back onto the table with a 'slap,' instantly drawing the attention of the senior managers who were still whispering and gritting their teeth.
"Zhou Mo Ge, what's the situation?" Their eyes were puzzled, not understanding why Zhou Mo threw the notebook on the table without even looking at it, appearing indifferent.
"Indeed, there's no need to look. Since you've submitted these lists, we'll proceed according to them." Zhou Mo had previously been involved in the grey area, specifically in earthwork engineering. At this moment, he also showed his ruthless side, looking at the senior managers in front of him with a slight smile: "We are all brothers united now. Let's first eliminate all those damned guys. The remaining cake is enough for us to eat, isn't that right?"
"Of course, Zhou Mo Ge, that's exactly it. We like this side of you, how you completely trust your own people!" These senior managers all gave him thumbs up, their faces filled with admiration.
Zhou Mo, at this point, waved his hand, indicating his humility: "I'm also thinking for everyone. There are certainly some areas where my consideration is not thorough. Whether there are remnants of the Diesel Company in here or not, that still depends on what Brother Zhang Caidong decides and says."
As he spoke, he noticeably emphasized the name Zhang Caidong, seemingly implying something.
"Ah, hahaha, yes, yes, it still depends on what Brother Zhang Caidong says." But the senior managers below, each like an old fox, laughed a couple of times and said nothing more.
They all understood why Zhou Mo said that, and they even knew why Zhou Mo directly took on this mess and stirred up this turmoil, appearing unafraid of offending people or of Shen Mu's investigation.
He just wanted to stand at the forefront, to make Shen Mu notice him.
Or rather,
he also wanted to experience what it felt like to reach the highest peak among Blue Star Humans.
But they all understood that their current strength was insufficient to contend with Zhang Caidong. If they prematurely defected to Zhou Mo, and Zhang Caidong counterattacked, they would suffer greatly, as Shen Mu's trust in Zhang Caidong was evident to all.
They absolutely could not take sides prematurely.
Everyone was a thousand-year-old fox; there was no need to play games, and they were all seasoned veterans of both the business world and the battlefield.
One must be wary of others; they did not want to take sides prematurely and be used as cannon fodder or a tool.
"Hahahaha." Zhou Mo also laughed a few times, unconcerned that the senior managers in front of him showed no reaction to his words.
After all, for him, it was just the beginning.
Their presence in his room already indicated that they had begun to support him. There was no need to rush or worry. As long as he proceeded steadily, he would gradually be able to establish his own faction within Zhang Caidong's management.
This was a small circle within a larger circle.
Once his small circle's mainstream functions completely replaced the management system built by Zhang Caidong, then his small circle would be the one with the ultimate decision-making power, not Zhang Caidong's verbal appointments and verbal management.
This was tantamount to hollowing out power.
They were not unaware of Zhang Caidong's attempt to win over those middle-level managers through Zhang Bo; they understood Zhang Caidong's intentions.
Now that they were forming a small circle to hollow out Zhang Caidong's power, Zhang Caidong shouldn't be angry, after all, Zhang Caidong was the one who started it.
They were merely retaliating.
"Also, by tomorrow, everyone should carefully observe and see who among those middle-level managers is making the most noise. If they are making noise, they are definitely remnants of the Diesel Company. If they don't listen to persuasion, I think it's only right to make them bleed and shed blood." Zhou Mo continued to offer his suggestions: "To deal with traitors, you should make them bleed. If we can't achieve that deterrent effect, those traitors will certainly not fear us, and they will definitely incite even more trouble. That would tie our hands, and I don't think anyone wants to see that outcome, right?"
"Of course, Zhou Mo Ge is right. I support Zhou Mo Ge in this matter." The other senior managers nodded one after another.
"Exactly, exactly, we also support Zhou Mo Ge in this matter, and Zhou Mo Ge should lead us." The other senior managers continued to flatter him: "If those remnants of the Diesel Company are investigated, then the credit should go to Brother Zhou Mo."
And those who spoke these words were Zhou Mo's staunch brothers, who now stirred up the atmosphere.
Making the atmosphere in the entire town residence even more enthusiastic.