"It seems that you have already made your choice." The third uncle felt the change in Zhou Ping's temperament and said with a smile.
Zhou Ping sat on the chair for a long time and finally said:
"I...may not stay."
The third uncle didn't seem surprised by this answer. He even looked very happy, grinning widely.
"Third uncle, why are you laughing?" Zhou Ping asked doubtfully.
"Actually, if you say you want to stay, I will be a little disappointed." The third uncle said with a smile, "If you stay, it means that your life will only consist of this local restaurant and me, an old man who is almost fifty years old...
Your circle is too small, which is not a good thing.
On the contrary, if you choose to leave, it means that you have found a place that is more suitable for you than this small local restaurant, and there... you can shine your own light.
Zhou Ping, you have grown up."
Looking at his third uncle's eyes, Zhou Ping froze on the spot.
He pursed his lips slightly, stood up from the chair, and bowed deeply to the old man who raised him with his own hands.
"Thank you, third uncle."
"No need to thank me, I just did what an elder should do."
The third uncle also stood up, waved his hands casually, put away the empty dishes and chopsticks in front of Zhou Ping, and walked towards the kitchen, "I will wash all the dishes from now on, you... should go to the kitchen where
Your place is up.
When you get tired of wandering around one day, come back and your third uncle will cook for you."
After saying that, the third uncle's figure disappeared behind the curtain of the kitchen.
Zhou Ping watched his leaving figure. After a long time, he slowly turned around and took one last look at this small old restaurant.
He pushed open the door and walked out.
…
Shangjing City.
Night Watch Headquarters.
"What? Ye Fan is sitting down?!"
At the empty conference table, a senior member of the Night Watch stood up from his chair in shock when he received this news!
Several other senior executives were equally shocked. They were stunned for a long time before they recovered and started discussing like crazy.
"Why did Ye Fan suddenly die? This..."
"I don't know, there's no sign at all... Were you injured while fighting the Outer Gods in the South China Sea?"
"Why didn't he say it?"
"It's so sudden. How could a human ceiling..."
"Indeed, there is no time left for us to prepare."
"With Commander Ye leaving like this, who should take over the position of Commander-in-Chief of the Night Watch?"
"The champion Hou Li who founded the Evil Suppression Division made a rule that if you don't reach the ceiling of mankind, you can't become the chief division... But now, there is no second ceiling-level powerhouse in the Night Watch..."
"The acting commander can only be selected from among the top brass."
Shao Pingge sat aside and listened to the conversations between several other senior executives, feeling a little dazed.
Ye Fan...has passed away?
Until now, he has not been able to get over the shock of this news.
He is Ye Fan's descendant. He was able to step up from an ordinary night watchman to a high-level position, becoming the director of the comprehensive personnel department and the captain of the national night watch team. He was also promoted by Ye Fan.
Ye Fan was kind to him.
And now...he is dead?
He couldn't listen to a word of the discussions among many high-level officials. He was like a sculpture sitting aside, motionless.
Young senior executives like him, and another one, what they all have in common is that they were promoted step by step by Ye Fan, and those who argue endlessly for the Commander-in-Chief's agency are mostly leftovers from the previous era.
Senior executives of the older generation.
Just when everyone was noisy, Zuo Qing pushed the door open and entered.
He put on the night watchman's cloak and walked straight to the front of the conference table. His eyes calmly swept across the noisy conference room, and he slammed the document in his hand onto the table.
boom--!
The conference room suddenly became quiet.
"Zuo Qing, what are you doing?" a senior executive asked with a frown.
Zuo Qing glanced at him and said calmly: "From today on, I will temporarily take over the position of Commander-in-Chief of the Night Watch. Until the ceiling of the second Night Watch appears, I will be fully responsible for all matters of the Night Watch."
Hearing these words, the older generation of senior executives suddenly frowned.
"Zuo Qing, you have only been promoted to a high level for a few years? Now you are serving as interim commander-in-chief...isn't it a little too early?"
"Before he passed away, Commander Ye left behind a document designating the commander-in-chief's deputy. If you have any doubts about this decision, you can read it yourself." Zuo Qing took out a document and handed it to the senior officials.
Several senior executives took the document and read it carefully, their brows furrowing even more tightly.
The other two young senior officials, including Shao Pingge, did not read the document at all. They were all close to Ye Fan and naturally knew that Ye Fan had trained Zuo Qing to be the next commander. At this moment, there was this decision.
Not surprising either.
After confirming the authenticity of this document, the senior executives sighed helplessly and sat back silently.
Since the document left by Ye Fan specified Zuo Qing's acting status, they naturally have nothing to object to. After all, they are all night watchmen and need to act in accordance with the regulations.
But one senior executive didn't give up.
It was a man in his fifties. He held the document in his hand, glanced at it lightly, and said with a sneer:
"This document was forged by you."
Upon hearing these words, the expressions of everyone present changed.
Zuo Qing's eyes were extremely sharp.
"He Xingwen, do you know what you are talking about?" Next to him, another senior executive frowned and said.
"What? Isn't this possible?" He Xingwen scattered the document on the table, looked into Zuo Qing's eyes, and spoke slowly, "Zuo Qing and Ye Fan are so close, it's hard to get Ye Fan's private seal.
It's not a difficult task. Can any of you prove that this document was written by Ye Fan?"
After his words fell, Shao Pingge and other young executives frowned at the same time.
The other senior executives had gleaming eyes, as if they were thinking about something, and were obviously a little shaken.
Zuo Qing stared into his eyes and said coldly, "How do you want me to prove it?"
"I don't care how you prove it, but if you can't produce strong evidence, then this document will naturally be of no effect." He Xingwen said lightly, "Without this document, the candidate for the Commander-in-Chief's acting role can only be selected by senior officials.
voting election."
Among the seven senior executives present, only Shao Pingge, Zuo Qing, and another young senior executive were originally promoted by Ye Fan personally. If the other three senior executives were persuaded by He Xingwen to vote, what would happen to them?
Very disadvantageous.
The atmosphere in the entire conference room suddenly solidified.
At this moment, the door to the conference room was suddenly pushed open.
Everyone was stunned, and turned to look at the figure in black clothes who walked in, with shock in their eyes.
He is not……
The black-shirted figure calmly walked to the conference table, reached out and pulled out the [Dragon Elephant Sword] from the void, and inserted it in the center of the conference room!
Ding--!
The sword is powerful.
The black-clothed figure stood there, scanning the crowd, and said calmly:
"I recommend Zuo Qing to be the acting commander-in-chief of the Night Watch. Who among you...is against it?"