Director Zhang Caidong decided to completely ignore anything that might happen outside; he might have guessed that intense conflict was likely to follow, but for him, he was simply drunk and completely unaware of the situation.
Even if he were to be held accountable afterwards, he could only be held accountable for dereliction of duty, but as for specific matters, he could only claim to be completely ignorant.
There was no other way, the reason was that he was drunk.
This was why Cai Dong brought out the malt liquor, and it was also why he had to get completely drunk. It was also a crucial reason for him to let Zhang Bo be a 'black glove' to resolve those unruly elements for him.
Once drunk, he would know nothing.
At least, that's what he had thought just now.
"Stupid fellow, do you really think being drunk means there's no way out? If accountability is truly pursued afterwards, you will still be punished. Stupid and adorably naive."
As Zhang Bo walked, he thought about Zhang Caidong's attitude, and a look of disdain appeared in his eyes, and the smile on his face became increasingly mocking.
Before, he had always thought that Zhang Caidong was actually only somewhat clever, and while cunning, he couldn't achieve anything significant.
Now it seemed that this was truly the case.
Such an important conflict, yet he still wanted to stay out of it, not wanting to get his hands dirty. He even wanted to hand everything over to others to handle, and he would reap the benefits, how could that be possible?
It was precisely because Zhang Bo indeed had a grand plan to execute. If such a thing truly happened in reality, he would never expose himself. They weren't brothers who truly risked their lives for each other; it was merely a relationship of superficial harmony and mutual exploitation. How could he possibly be willing to accept such an important scapegoat role that could threaten his own life?
It was certainly impossible.
"But for now, the most important thing is to quickly incite the anger between the senior managers and the middle-level managers; time is running out."
Zhang Bo then looked up at the sky, which, although still emitting light, the source of this light was from the Torch Tower.
If he looked further into the distance, he could still see a hazy, dark night sky.
The night from the death spirit rules had already descended.
It was dark.
According to the grand plan, it was time for the Undead Monsters to appear.
Moreover, the Skeleton Legion from the subway tunnel entrance would also begin to spread out, forming attack formations and launching a general assault on Deherim.
Although the surrounding city walls still looked normal and no battles seemed to be occurring, Zhang Bo knew very well that at any moment, the Skeleton Legion would appear on the outskirts of Deherim and begin to attack this side.
Intense battles could begin at any moment.
Therefore, Zhang Bo had to cause internal strife and chaos in the Town Area after the Skeleton Legion of the Black Arrow Tower Seventh Dynasty launched its attack, thereby distracting the defensive forces of Deherim.
Finally, due to the commotion in the Town Area and the large-scale attack by the Skeleton Legion outside Deherim, Shen Mu, the supreme commander, would be unable to continue living peacefully in the Noble Residence, would be forced to retreat to the Castle District, and then would be beheaded by Zhang Bo opening a teleportation gate, with the beheading being successful, leading to a direct and complete defeat.
This way, he would win the battle for Deherim.
And at the time of victory, he would still have enough time to find those Human Mages to obtain their soul contracts, allowing them to successfully follow him.
This way, he would gain Human Mages as his followers, which would also allow his own strength to improve significantly, and because he obtained the soul contracts of these Human Mages, his Prophecy-type Mage professional level would also be significantly increased.
After all, he was contracting genuine Human Mages, and the magical theories and knowledge he would gain would in turn nourish his own professional inheritance.
This would be quite helpful for himself and his future.
Furthermore, if he could establish some connection with the Human Empire behind the Human Mages, and then gain their recognition, he could then establish a new Deherim in Bali River Street or other streets, or even other areas of Long City, to attract investment from those Human Empires.
Then Zhang Bo would truly be rich.
"But explaining it to Director Yang at the end is really a bit troublesome. Alas, let's not talk about it. Director Yang has been funding me for so long; some things still need to be kept open, after all, I also need my own piece of the sky when I grow up. I still remember Director Yang's kindness, and I regard Director Yang as a benefactor comparable to my own parents."
Zhang Bo also pursed his lips at this moment, said nothing more, and quickened his pace.
Zhang Bo suddenly realized that he had been away from Green Leaf Group for a long time and had been out on his own for a long time, and his feelings for Director Yang and Green Leaf Group seemed to have become less deep.
Even for Zhang Song, his cousin, when he thought about him, he felt that their relationship was just that, merely a bond of blood relation.
"Am I being a bit heartless?" Zhang Bo sighed.
Ahead was the urban residence of the senior managers, and by then, someone was already waiting outside, apparently having known in advance that he would come.
So, seeing Zhang Bo approaching from a distance, he quickly walked over, bowed, and extended his hand: "Mr. Zhang Bo, you've finally arrived. You don't know how long Brother Zhou Mo has been waiting for you, and he's made it clear that he really wants to pour out his grievances to you."
The senior manager at this time had a fawning smile on his face, and as he saw Zhang Bo approach, he kept bowing and bending, showing that his attitude was very good.
"I know. Zhou Mo must have grievances to air, after all, he has worked hard and achieved great merit."
Zhang Bo nodded with a smile, said nothing more, and followed him towards the urban residence.
Pushing the door open, Zhou Mo and two or three of his closest senior managers were already waiting inside, and there were also several subordinates of middle-level managers who were also close to them, serving as attendants.
"Brother Zhang Bo. You've finally arrived. To be honest, you're really hard to invite. My sister has always wanted to have a meal with you personally, but Brother Zhang Bo, you've never given us this opportunity."
Zhou Mo stood up proactively at this moment, came to the door, extended his hand to shake Zhang Bo's hand, and his expression was quite aggrieved, looking as if he had been traumatized.
"Haven't I already come, Brother Zhou Mo? And with you here, I don't dare to say much."
Zhang Bo smiled and personally shook Zhou Mo's hand, showing that his attitude was still as humble as before.
Seeing Zhang Bo's humble demeanor, the worry that Zhou Mo had felt in his heart now subsided.
After all, Zhang Bo was still so humble, which meant that there was no falling out, and no hostility was shown towards them. After all, Zhang Bo had come directly after talking with Director Zhang Caidong, which meant that both sides must have already exchanged their opinions, especially regarding the large-scale conflict that almost occurred today, with no intention of delving deeper.
If they were to truly delve deeper, it would certainly be a matter of official business, definitely not like now, continuing with such a humble demeanor.
Everyone was a shrewd person; at least a basic attitude was necessary, and sometimes attitude itself represented one's own stance, or rather, the stance of a superior.
Just a frown would indicate dissatisfaction.
At that time, among the senior managers of the Blue Star World, in various departments, companies, and groups, that was a common language, and it was still the same now.
"I've discussed it with Director Zhang Caidong. What you've done is good, after all, it's all for resolving the danger of the Diesel Company remnants, and also to dig out the Diesel Company remnants, which is absolutely no problem."
Zhang Bo, seeing their relieved expressions, also smiled and directly stated his purpose to them: "I came here this time to commend you, after all, you also considered the bigger picture, didn't say much, and didn't completely fall out with those middle-level managers, which is very good."
"Of course, we all consider the bigger picture."
Zhou Mo smiled, and at the same time, he pulled Zhang Bo to sit down and also signaled to the subordinates nearby to bring over date milk tea, brewed with hot milk, dates, and honey.
"Quick, have a taste, have a taste, Brother Zhang Bo, this is my own creation, though it can't really be called a creation, it's just a drink mixed with some ingredients from the cafeteria. At least it's much better than bland honey water."
Zhou Mo's smile was practically plastered on his face, and his attitude towards Zhang Bo was remarkably solicitous.
However, while Zhang Bo was drinking the date milk tea with his head down, Zhou Mo subtly nodded to the other senior managers, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.
Because they had already discussed it beforehand, tonight was a good opportunity to act against those middle-level managers. As long as they could act, taking advantage of Zhang Bo and Director Zhang Caidong's inattention, and while those middle-level managers would also be appeased by Zhang Bo, they would directly raid their urban residences under the cover of night, following the principle of 'kill the horse first when shooting, capture the king first when catching a thief,' and behead them all. Then these middle-level managers would pose no threat to them.
By the time day broke, all the leaders of these middle-level managers would be dead, and those middle-level managers who had challenged their authority would all vanish. They, the senior managers, would then be able to select loyal individuals from among the Blue Star Humans to become middle-level commanders.
Then their rule would still be effective, and arguably even more solid than before, as they had established their authority through killing. For those middle-level managers, this would be a very frightening matter, and they would revere them even more.
This was the absolute means of rule for these senior managers.
And as Zhou Mo nodded, the other senior managers also understood, nodded back at him, and walked towards the side door. They were going to gather their followers and subordinates.
As soon as Zhang Bo finished chatting here and went to the middle-level managers to discuss some matters, and after Zhang Bo had appeased those middle-level managers, they could begin their move.
That's right, they planned to take action while Zhang Bo was appeasing both himself and those middle-level managers.
They were going to utilize Zhang Bo's back-and-forth appeasement actions.
And now, Zhou Mo's humble demeanor, listening to Zhang Bo, also seemed to be a sign that he had been appeased.
The reason was that these senior managers intended to strike first. While Zhang Bo was also appeasing the middle-level managers, they would have already organized their subordinates to rush into the Town Area with weapons and completely bid farewell to those middle-level managers, settling the score.
What they wanted was such a definite answer.
"This date milk tea is truly delicious. I've never had this kind of taste before; it's so smooth, it reminds me of the silk stocking milk tea, the red date flavored silk stocking milk tea, from the Blue Star World before it was invaded by the death spirit rules."
Zhang Bo's face also showed satisfaction as he took a few sips of the date milk tea from the cup. He felt quite satisfied because it truly contained not only honey and milk, but also dates, and indeed some tea.
However, this tea should have been ordinary tea leaves without rule power left over from when the Blue Star World still existed. After being infused with the rule-powered honey, milk, water, and dates, the taste was not only quite delicious, but combined with the rule power, it also produced some comfortable effects in his body.
After all, Zhang Bo also possessed rule power, and he also had some rule blessings from the Spirit World. He was, after all, a professional.
So, he really enjoyed drinking this date milk tea.
"Brother Zhang Bo, this is the best-tasting milk tea that our boss Zhou Mo painstakingly blended! And for your arrival today, our boss Zhou Mo truly put in a lot of effort to invite you to drink this cup of milk tea. It's because Brother Zhang Bo, you are worthy of our trust."
A subordinate of a middle-level manager next to him also said such a sentence, making Zhou Mo appear to have worked hard and achieved great merit.
"Yes, yes, yes, that's indeed the case."
The other subordinates also respectfully complimented him a few times.
"That's very thoughtful."
Zhang Bo then looked at Zhou Mo and nodded to him: "It seems Brother Zhou Mo truly has no special thoughts about this conflict. Before, I was afraid you guys would fight. Since Brother Zhou Mo, you are so considerate of the bigger picture, then I have nothing else to wait for. In front of Brother Zhang Caidong and Shen Mu, I will definitely commend you first." (End of Chapter)