Reborn: Imperial Officer Promotion Guide

Hull's action of drafting the document himself made the other three junior political officials stare wide-eyed.

"what happened?"

Is it necessary to make a fuss just drafting a few documents?

"So...well...are you going to draft the documents yourself?"

It seems that there are a lot of bad habits here.

Why can't mid-level civil servants draft documents themselves? Are these basic tasks previously done by lower-level civil servants and secretaries?

"Don't worry. I will not abandon the work of the mid-level government officials. I will review the documents you drafted as usual. However, I am only managing an organizational structure of three or five people. I don't need to spend the whole day sitting here waiting. It just so happens that I saw many livelihood issues on the way here, and now I am just sorting out the governance countermeasures."

In just half an hour, Hull had drafted three documents.

Each copy is about forty pages long.

This skill of quick writing was also developed when he was (secretly) copying magic books in the past.

The speed of writing stunned the three junior government officials.

"That's right, Edmund. I've just drafted some documents. Come and take a look."

When he came back from getting a glass of water, Hull had already walked to his seat and put three stacks of documents on his desk.

"What...what is this?!"

"Regarding the relief strategy for the surrounding residents, I have prepared three feasible plans. If there is no problem, please submit them for me."

After saying that, Hull sat back in his seat.

The three lower-level government officials smiled bitterly.

Edmund's professional ability as a secretary is unquestionable, but he is also a well-known detail-obsessed person.

In the past, they were often scolded by Edmund because of their writing style and typos and omissions.

The documents compiled at such a fast speed are likely to be full of errors and omissions.

Everyone was waiting to see Edmund's furious look.

Half an hour later, Hull came to Edmund's seat again.

"I'll leave this to you as well."

Hull slapped four more documents on his desk, each stack of documents was about seventy or eighty pages thick.

Edmund was wearing glasses and was still carefully reading the first three documents. While reading, he was also looking for other information.

These proposals involve some data, and even he needs to check the information before deciding whether they are feasible.

People feel that time passes very quickly when they are overly focused. To Edmund, it felt like only a few minutes had passed, yet four more documents arrived!

"This...is this?"

"Just look at the title. 'A Plan to Improve Transportation from East Territory to the Eastern Red River Gorge Front'."

This really scared Edmund: "I... I haven't finished reading the previous three documents. Can I--"

“The proposals for improving local livelihoods and improving transportation routes are mutually supportive, so it will be easier to understand if we review them together.”

“So…I see…”

The other three junior government officials were also somewhat surprised.

In the past, Edmund was the one who looked after their revised plans. This was the first time they saw Edmund being urged to quickly confirm the implementation documents.

For some reason, Hull felt that Edmund was a little afraid of him.

Hull had no intention of using power or status to oppress him.

"Let me remind you that I hope you can test the feasibility of these plans from an objective perspective. You don't need to deliberately lower the review standards just because I am your superior. What I need is the most objective feedback."

It was indeed impossible for Edmund to demand the same of his superiors as he demanded of the three junior government officials.

Even if there are some errors or shortcomings in it, he intends to revise it himself.

Eventually the revised document was returned to Hull.

The credit goes to your superior, and the hard work is your own fault.

However, he did not expect that his newly appointed superior would want him to conduct a strict review.

This was beyond his expectation.

Hull sat back at his desk and wrote and drew for about forty minutes. Just when Hull was about to finish drafting two more thick documents, Edmund came to Hull with the first three policy documents.

His face showed some admiration for Hull: "Well... I have reviewed the document you drafted, and I just want to say that it can be regarded as a model for document drafting.

There are no typos or omissions, the logic is clear, the facts are clear, the language is concise, it is both executable and constructive, and there is absolutely no need for correction or addition... There is absolutely no problem in submitting it directly. "

Edmund would certainly flatter his superiors when necessary, but he would never make a mistake in his business.

This concerns the evaluation of his ability as a secretary.

Superiors like people who flatter them, but they don’t like people who only flatter them.

These are his evaluations after an objective and fair review.

He was confident that even the chief secretary would not be able to find any mistakes or omissions in these three documents.

The three lower-level government officials were somewhat skeptical when they heard such high praise.

Edmund has always been known for being fussy in the office, and his nitpicking has left a deep shadow on the three of them.

This was the first time they had heard such a high evaluation from this mid-level political secretary.

They all came to watch.

You don’t know until you read it. After just a few pages, several lower-level government officials looked at each other in confusion.

His eyes were filled with worry about the future.

If my superiors are so capable, then what else do I need them to do!

Those who were a little smarter had already quickly sat back in their seats and started writing furiously, preparing to demonstrate their professional abilities.

The dumber ones would realize it later and go back to check the plans they had prepared a second, third, and fourth time.

There is no way. My leaders have shown their true abilities. If they are outdone, I would rather give up my job as a civil servant.

It would be better to go back and farm early.

Undoubtedly, Hull's documents directly raised Edmund's review standards.

With such a good example before you, any flaws in the documents you submit will be infinitely magnified in such a comparison.

It's just like the mites in the quilt being thrown out into the sun in winter.

There is absolutely no escape.

Thinking of this, the three lower-level government officials felt like crying but had no tears.

This has greatly increased the difficulty of their work.

After hearing the secretary's answer, Hull nodded: "Really? That's good, then you can submit it for me."

Hull's idea is normal. Since the document has been confirmed to be correct, there is no need to waste time here.

Submit it quickly before proceeding to the next step.

But Edmund seemed not to have heard it and still stood there, his expression changing from admiration to embarrassment.

"that..."

"What's wrong? Is there anything else in the document that is worth discussing?"

Hull was confident that there would be no problems with the document he drafted.

He is also a very picky person, especially when it comes to documents like this, he does not allow himself to make any mistakes or omissions.

He was only worried about what the other party didn't understand.

"No, I just think... I'm afraid that Mr. Badda, the senior political assistant, will not approve your application... not because of the documents, but because of other reasons."

Is it because I didn’t say hello in advance?

Hull smiled bitterly: "Really?"

He then stood up, took the three documents from the other person's hand and walked out of the office.

"Excuse me! Where are you going?" Edmund hurriedly chased after him.

"I will submit it to the senior political assistant in person."

"But didn't I tell you that Mr. Badda would not approve these documents?"

"That's just your assumption. Besides, if it doesn't pass, I can ask the reason for the rejection in person, and I can also say hello to the senior government assistant."

Hull said it casually, but this sentence really shocked Edmund.

"How can this be possible! How can greetings and the submission of government documents be done at the same time? This is really rude! It's better to leave some time between them!"

Ahhh...There are so many rules here...

"I didn't expect that being a good civil servant would involve so many troubles..." Hull muttered softly.

"Then I will go and greet you first, and then submit the policy documents later. By the way, how long does it usually take?"

"Well..." Edmund looked up at the ceiling and thought for a while: "It should be enough to wait for a day or two."

"I can't wait that long." Hull clearly refused after thinking for 0.001 seconds.

"If it's ten minutes, I'm willing to wait," Hull added.

Edmund showed a helpless expression: "It's not a break. No matter what, the interval is too short. If the purpose is too strong, it will make that gentleman unhappy."

"Business is business. Let's just discuss the matter. There's nothing to be unhappy about."

"That's what I said, but there's nothing I can do about it. This is the rule here and it can't be changed."

Helco didn't like to hear this.

"Hey...Edmund, you are also a general of the Empire, right?"

The other party, like Hull, is an imperial talent who has passed the general officer examination and is one of the thousands of people who support the empire.

"As generals, shouldn't we correct these unreasonable rules? If even we are bound by such boring and long-standing problems, who else can we expect to change them?"

"This... this is common sense in the entire East Territory..." Edmund's voice became smaller and smaller.

Hull's voice became louder and louder: "I don't intend to deny the importance of common sense, but it is difficult to get ahead in the empire if you follow the rules."

Edmund seemed to have been stabbed in a sore spot, and his emotions suddenly became excited: "If you don't follow these rules, you will never be able to make a name for yourself in your life. No matter what you want to do, the answer you get is only three words: "failure". You don't understand at all!"

Edmund punched the wall next to him with his fist. It seemed that he had suffered some unfair treatment in the past.

For example, not toasting to superiors during meals, not standing up and applauding after the leader finished speaking, not squatting at the door to smell when the leader went to the toilet...

Hull stared into Edmund's eyes, pointed at the ceiling and spoke slowly: "Many people standing here now were once like you, willing to become slaves to unreasonable rules, from being forced to get used to them to becoming loyal fans.

They have exchanged several or even more than ten years of patience and compromise for a higher status, and then one day when they see a young man who is exactly the same as their past self, they will turn around and warn and suppress him.

Let them understand the rules, abide by the rules, behave like human beings, and handle things like they did in the past, so that this virus can be passed down from generation to generation and become a link in the abscess spiral. "

"..." Edmund didn't know how to refute. He also knew that many things were unreasonable, but everyone was doing it. That was the rule.

The rules cannot be broken, even if you get a bloody head.

this is the truth.

"Remember this, no matter how much perfume you spray, a boil is still a boil, and it must be removed, even if it means taking a long detour. At least, while I am your superior, please abandon the old rules and properly remove the poison and cure the illness for the people of East Territory. This is our duty and responsibility as government officials."

Edmund looked into Hale's eyes, and something inside him lit up.

Coming to this deadly place as a secretary, he also had ambitions.

I want to make a big splash in this land.

It’s not that he didn’t try to resist, but reality made him unable to stand up, and the result was only to make life more difficult for more innocent people.

So he had to settle for the next best thing.

——If he could get things done on his knees, he would be willing to do so.

"If there are any problems after doing this..."

"No problem. I will be responsible for what I do. At the same time, as your superior, you will follow my instructions. If anything goes wrong, I will be responsible, not you. Don't worry."

As he spoke, Hull patted Edmund on the shoulder and said, "Okay, time waits for no one. Take me to find the senior government assistant."