A heartthrob? Here you go!

Countless hands immediately raised up to signal. Fang Xulan glanced at them and stretched out her hand to signal, "Please."

The reporter with glasses immediately stood up and asked, "Good day, Director Fang, I noticed that you didn't say any prayers just now, what's your intention?"

Fang Xulan said calmly: "The blessing has nothing to do with the appointment I read out, so I will omit it."

"Good omission!" In the dim office, a man who was looking down suddenly cheered, his cheeks flushed with excitement.

In an instant, all eyes in the office were focused on him.

But the man was completely unaware and stared at the live broadcast with bright eyes.

During the live broadcast, the reporter's questions did not end.

After one reporter sat down, another stood up straight away, speaking slowly and asking pointed questions.

"Good day, Director Fang. I want to ask you, why do you think that the appointment announcement has nothing to do with your blessing? The blessing symbolizes good wishes. If you omit it now, are you refusing to bless the new director?"

"I believe that the attitude of the new officers will determine the success or failure of their future careers more than my prayers."

"You also mentioned the issue of attitude. Does your omission of the blessing reflect your attitude?"

Fang Xulan half raised her eyes and shot a cold gaze straight at the man.

The reporter was not afraid, but pressed on: "The prayer is a beautiful blessing. It is not only a tradition, but also an important etiquette. Do you think that what you are doing now represents the attitude of the Fang family?"

Yu Ge frowned, stood up, and turned to look at Ji Shuyuan beside him: "What's the matter with this reporter?"

Director Ji whispered, "This is a media outlet owned by the Song family."

Yu Ge responded and connected the headset: "Sister Xu Lan, do you want to disconnect the microphone?"

Fang Xulan, who was on the live broadcast, remained motionless, as if she had not heard anything.

Yu Ge immediately understood, cut off the call, turned to Ji and said, "Point the camera at the reporter's face and release the reporter's identity online."

Yu Ge stopped himself from saying more, but Ji understood what he meant. He bent down slightly and stood up to leave.

Yu Ge turned his head and looked at the live broadcast.

Fang Xulan remained calm during the live broadcast: "The prayer first appeared at the Spring Night Banquet of the New Year. It started with a prayer to give good expectations for the new year."

She spoke at a moderate pace, her voice as clear as jade colliding with each other: "Later, it extended to banquets and speeches."

"But no matter what the occasion, the people present have plenty of time to listen patiently."

"Later, it developed further until today, no matter what the occasion, whether it is a public speech, a work report, or a homework assignment, a prayer must be written."

"Prayers take time to write and write, and they also take time to reply to. However, in these cases, not everyone has the energy and patience to read them carefully. People's energy and time are limited."

"Compared to the prayer, homework questions need to be completed more carefully; work plans and summaries are also more important things."

"Therefore, I declare..." The elegant and cold woman calmly pressed a button, and a document popped up on the large screen behind her in an instant. It was written in neat handwriting:

——Resolution on the cancellation of the blessing and the adoption of a new form of official documents in the Assistant Office.

Skimming over the brief text, at the bottom was a bright red seal and an elegant signature: Fang Mingzhao.

"The Associate Office will no longer use the blessing words starting today. Any documents issued by the Associate Office will no longer have the blessing words. Any documents sent to the Associate Office do not need to use the blessing words."

"The new official document format is as above."

The big screen jumped, and a new file appeared. The signature at the bottom of the file was: Yu Ge.

After a moment of silence, countless comments flashed across the live screen in an instant.

[Really? It’s really cancelled!!!]

[What are you so happy about? This is the cancellation of the Co-ordinating Agency, not the cancellation of the whole society.]

[Come on, the big guys above have all cancelled, so aren’t we going to be there soon too?]

[You’re dreaming. If this reporter objects so strongly, I’m sure others won’t be willing to do it either.]

[I think the prayer is pretty good^_^]

[The person in front and this reporter are from the same company, right? Go and have fun on your own!]

[Am I the only one who noticed? The signature on the new document! It’s Yu Ge! I have a feeling that the matter of the prayer is related to her!]

[I noticed that, too. That’s great. You really think about us!]

As soon as Fang Xulan's words came out, debates on the prayer broke out on major platforms for a while, but most of them supported her resolution and expressed their love for Yu Ge's efficient and concise official document template.

After a while, the Yili Military Department issued a direct document.

[Translation of the Military Department]

[From now on, the Yili Military Department will no longer use prayers and will adopt a new document template.]

The Finance and Taxation Bureau followed closely behind, followed by the Industry and Welfare Bureau, the Translation and Etiquette Research Institute, and the Education Bureau.

But there are still other agencies that remain silent.

Despite the ongoing turmoil online, the live broadcast continues.

After speaking clearly, Fang Xulan paused, retracted his gaze from the resolution, raised his eyelids and looked at the reporter, and asked coldly:

"Finally, you're teaching me how to do things?"

"Are you questioning the decision of the entire Co-ordinating Agency? Reporter Song."

Fang Xulan's cold and stern aura was not restrained at all, and it was all directed at the reporter, with a warning in her eyes.

The reporter's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, his teeth chattered, and he managed to utter, "You're wrong, my last name is not Song."

"What's the difference?" Fang Xulan asked back, without giving him a chance, she withdrew her gaze and said coldly.

"Time is up, the live broadcast is over, I wish you all good health."

After saying this, Fang Xulan calmly stepped down from the platform, with her spine straight, and walked away slowly with steady steps.

After the live broadcast ended, the identities of the reporters who opposed the event were revealed by someone, who pointed out that the Song family was behind them.

But there is no clear direction, so it is difficult to defend or refute the rumor, and it seems like one is walking into a trap.

Finally, Song Jingshen’s account posted an announcement that from now on, the Committee Office will cancel the prayer words and adopt a new official document template.

Countless departments responded to the call, the cancellation action was carried out in full swing, Fang Xulan's reputation grew day by day, and the widespread dissemination of the new template made Yu Ge's reputation even more famous.

The Fang family's reputation among the people is almost as good as that of the Song family.

There was no longer any hindrance to Yu Ge's rising momentum.

On the second day, Yu Ge rode her bicycle to Corona Avenue. The cars moving slowly lowered their windows, and countless people waved and greeted her enthusiastically: "Commissioner Yu, good day."

When they arrived outside the Corona Building, there were many agency staff and dignitaries coming and going. Yu Ge got off the bike and pushed it. Everyone who passed by greeted him with a smile, and some even jogged forward and offered to help Yu Ge push the bike.

A day later, there were a few more people riding bicycles. Under the pretext of pushing their bicycles, they chatted with Yu Ge and inquired about her next plans.

The handsome and gentle young man pushed his bicycle and followed Yu Ge, acting shy and reserved. He smiled and said, "I have always admired you, Commissioner Yu. I really hope to learn from you."

As he spoke, his ears turned even redder, and he lowered his head and said, "Can you give me your contact information? It will be convenient for me to ask you for advice."

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself. I work for—"

"Looking for death?"