Weird asylum, you're taking in a human like me?

As soon as Zhang Ming finished speaking, he heard footsteps outside the office.

Then, the lock of the office door was turned.

A man who looked like an assistant walked in.

He was holding a document in a brown paper bag.

At this moment, Zhang Ming calmed down.

He put out the cigarette butt in his hand, then looked up at the man dressed as an assistant.

But the assistant smiled and said to Zhang Ming: "Congratulations, Minister Zhang. Mr. Bai Ning is very satisfied with your plan."

Zhang Ming was not excited when he heard this.

On the contrary, his brows slowly frowned.

After a moment, they slowly relaxed.

Then he smiled bitterly and said: "I didn't expect that I would be tricked by a young man."

And Zhang Ming's old colleagues, after hearing the name of Minister Zhang, had already guessed the ending.

After the assistant left, Zhang Ming opened the document bag.

The bag contained his appointment letter as minister.

"Lao Zhang! Congratulations!" someone said excitedly.

However, Zhang Ming waved his hand and said, "There's nothing to congratulate. This ending has been predetermined."

After hearing Zhang Ming's words, someone laughed and said, "Haha, it was Minister Zhang who called it out. Otherwise, I don't believe you can still sit still?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ming shook his head gently and said, "It's been less than ten minutes since we handed in the plan.

Do you think someone can finish reading the plan we wrote in ten minutes?

Even if he finished reading it, doesn't he need time to think about whether there are loopholes in the plan?"

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Ming sighed and said, "That guy didn't even read the plan we wrote!"

After hearing this, everyone thought carefully for a while and found that it might really be the case.

For a moment, everyone's face turned black.

Even if the final result is good, they feel disrespected.

Only Zhang Ming's expression did not change.

He waved his hand and said, "Everyone, let's work overtime.

Since the leader doesn't care, let's try to find the loopholes in the plan by ourselves!

When we wrote this plan, the time was too rushed, and some loopholes may not even be noticed by ourselves."

After the voice fell, someone complained softly: "With such a leader, our future work will be difficult!"

Hearing this complaint, Zhang Ming smiled and said nothing.

Because he has no need and no obligation to maintain the image of the director.

…………

When Zhang Ming and his group were busy.

The director was sitting in the office, bored and checking the email sent to him by the warden.

The warden sent the current situation and some important information to the director by email.

Mainly to add some details that he didn't mention.

After reading the email, the director also had a more detailed understanding of the current situation.

He calculated the time.

The postman who came to the present world should be ready to build a logistics point.

The director immediately got up and left the office, ready to go see what was going on.

When he arrived outside the office, a helicopter just happened to fly over his head, and then hovered over the director.

Then a ladder landed in front of the director.

Then a head popped out of the cabin, and shouted to the director: "Mr. Director, the warden invites you to come over!"

Hearing this shout, the director whispered: "Watching the excitement, and also picking up and delivering, Mr. Warden is really considerate!"

On the other side.

The warden was with the postman.

Today is the day when the postman is going to set up a logistics point.

The warden prepared everything early.

It has been almost three days since the postman came to the world.

The reason why the logistics point was not set up immediately was not that the postman had procrastination.

Because he needed a flat ground to set up the logistics point.

And the warden wanted to build the logistics point in the center of the city to increase the radiation range.

So the warden took the initiative to let the postman board for a day or two.

Because he had to arrange for people to demolish the buildings in the central area by blasting.

At this time, the blasting work had been completed, and he was just waiting for the postman to go over and set up a logistics point.

The warden calculated the time and it should be a few minutes before the director arrived here.

Taking advantage of this time, he took the initiative to ask the postman: "Brother, when will your son be delivered?"

After a while, the postman's smiling voice came: "What's wrong, are you more anxious than me?"

Of course the warden was anxious.

He was still waiting for the postman to deliver himselfThe next generation will send it over, and then I can apply for research funds from the postman.

Everyone likes to get something for free, and the warden is no exception.

Seeing that the warden did not answer, the postman continued: "It's almost there, I have already informed him that he needs to come from another galaxy cluster. Even if he uses the space logistics transmission service throughout the journey, it will take a certain amount of time to arrive.

It is estimated that it will be a matter of two days."

Hearing this, the warden nodded with a slightly surprised expression.

Even if we look at the time it takes for the postman to arrive in the world, it will only take five or six days at most.

And in just five or six days, you can cross a large galaxy cluster.

This efficiency still shocked the warden.

However, he did not show his ignorance, but continued with a stiff upper lip: "Then as we said at the beginning, I will take care of your offspring."

The postman nodded and said: "Then I'll trouble you, brother. If my useless thing does anything wrong, you don't have to save face for me.

Teach him a lesson if he should. If he doesn't listen to the lesson, tell me and I will deal with him myself!"

Hearing this, the warden murmured in his heart: "It's impossible to teach him a lesson."

Others say so, but they can't really do it.

As a qualified old fox, the warden naturally couldn't fail to understand such a simple truth.

Just when the warden was about to find another topic, there was a sound of propellers turning above his head.

Immediately afterwards, the director jumped down from the cabin and landed directly in front of the warden and the postman.

The director first greeted the postman and said: "Hello, Mr. Postman."

The postman nodded as a response.

The director didn't mind the postman's cold attitude.

Anyway, he and the warden were in the same group.

As long as the postman had a good relationship with the warden, it was almost the same as having a good relationship with him.

At this time, the warden pointed to the helicopter hovering about seven or eight meters above the ground, and then said to the postman: "Brother, shall we take a plane over there?"