Wasteland Border Inspector-Chapter 311 - 132: Brother Kun Rises to Power, Outer City Resettlement Plan 1.0!_3

Chapter 311: Chapter 132: Brother Kun Rises to Power, Outer City Resettlement Plan 1.0!_3

The two human-shaped holes were prominent, with fresh white marks on the edges of the cement fragments, and the warm yellow light poured out of the holes onto the ground, casting mottled spots that made his eyes sting.

Indeed, they’ve already made a move, haven’t they?

When the meeting ended yesterday, this wall was still intact, but in just one day, there are now two more holes.

"You still need to use your fists to speak and establish rules..."

He muttered softly, then chuckled decisively, with a hint of self-mockery and a determination to break free.

He should have seen through this damned ordeal long ago.

No matter how good their words are or how logical their arguments seem, in the end, it still comes back to the principle of whoever has the harder fist being right.

"Director Liu, you’re here."

The guard standing at the door saw him coming and quickly straightened up respectfully to greet him, eyes filled with cautious reverence.

On usual days, Liu Kun might nod kindly and casually ask about the situation inside.

But today, he just walked past the guard without even raising his eyelids.

The hem of his trench coat brushed against the guard’s pants, stirring a small breeze.

He couldn’t wait any longer.

To deal with old Extraordinary giants like Yuan Gang, he wasn’t confident without deeper integration.

But those two youngsters, Hou Rui from the Technology Faction, and Carl Dickinson who always loves to stir up trouble... today, he must make them taste what true power really is.

Upon reaching the third floor, the noise behind the heavy wooden door surged like a tide, accompanied by the faint sounds of arguments and table slamming.

Liu Kun took a deep breath, the power surging within his chest almost breaking through his skin, his gaze sharp as a blade, with a cold smile at the corner of his lips.

He reached out and pushed the door.

Boom.

The entire solid wooden door crashed hard against the wall behind it as if struck by immense force, spider-web cracks instantly appearing between the bricks, dust cascading down.

Liu Kun stepped forward, his leather shoes echoing dully on the floor.

His gaze swept across the room like a hawk, carrying overwhelming pressure.

The noisy venue seemed to have the pause button pressed, falling silent in an instant.

From left to right, countless eyes shot over: the bewildered ministers, Yu Hong’s wide open eyes at the back, Hou Rui holding his hair with his glasses sliding to the tip of his nose in disbelief, and Carl Dickinson with his mouth slightly open in confusion.

And Yuan Gang at the main seat, surrounded by piles of documents, met his gaze calmly, revealing no emotion.

As all eyes focused on him, Liu Kun felt briefly uncomfortable; it had been too long since he stirred up waves as "Director Liu" under such public scrutiny.

He subconsciously looked to his usual seat by the window on the right side, the one he shared with Ding Yishan during meetings, but his brows furrowed sharply.

Their seat was already occupied by someone who looked over and smiled a bit.

Provocation?

Do these people think... the inspection station no longer deserves its previous position?

Wait, where’s Ding Yishan?

Liu Kun’s gaze suddenly froze, locking like radar on the frontmost position on the right side.

He could hardly believe his eyes; Ding Yishan was sitting in what originally belonged to Carl Dickinson, with an unfinished cup of tea in front of him, a document in his hand, wearing the same stunned expression as the others, staring at him in disbelief.

Neither Ding Yishan nor he himself had ever had the opportunity to sit in that chair.

Liu Kun stood still, his inner fury inexplicably paused for a moment.

The expected scene of Ding Yishan being oppressed shattered, replaced by this completely unexpected sight.

But suddenly, the conference room resumed its lively atmosphere.

Lanni and Zhao Kai stood up directly, wearing never-seen-before flattering smiles:

"Director Liu is here!"

"Come, come, Director Liu, hurry in, we’ve been waiting for you!"

As soon as the words fell, the venue exploded with noise.

Except for Yuan Gang on the main seat, even the ever-combative Hou Rui and Carl Dickinson stood up abruptly, their faces bearing unfamiliar friendly smiles.

"Old Liu, you’re finally here!"

Hou Rui pushed his glasses back up and spoke with the familiarity of old friends, "This meeting can’t proceed without your Public Security Bureau, we were just saying someone should go and urge you."

Carl Dickinson loudly patted the empty seat beside him, "Director Liu, sit here! Someone, bring another chair!"

"No need to trouble."

Yuan Gang’s voice came from the main seat, his face with the rare light smile as his gaze swept over gently, "Sit next to me. What’s kept you so busy at the Buffer Zone that you’re late?"

As for the wooden door struck into cracks, everyone ignored it, not caring.

It even seemed normal.

After all, the inspection station had been so impressive today, and Liu Kun was late, it was understandable to be in such a hurry.

Thus.

Amid the rising waves of flattering voices, Liu Kun found it hard to read the room; he pondered and put on a faint smile, following Yuan Gang’s gesture to sit beside him.

Only when his behind touched the chair did his mind suddenly buzz and explode.

I... sat in the main seat?

I... got promoted?

He instinctively glanced forward, seeing the ministers in the front row wearing genuine smiles, without any of the usual perfunctory attitude.

Scanning left and right, Hou Rui was writing on a document, occasionally nodding at him, and Carl Dickinson was sipping tea, glancing at him with evident goodwill.

Even Yuan Gang split a pile of thick documents from the stack in front of him, pushing it to him:

"Hurry and take a look, the other departments’ plans are ready, just waiting for the Public Security Bureau’s input."

"As for coordination..." Yuan Gang paused, his gaze turning to Ding Yishan at the chief seat.

"Station Chief Ding, you’ll still be in charge; Liu Kun, coming from the inspection station, is best suited for handling the Outer District’s security work, better than having a mixed bag of people messing things up."

"Rest assured, City Lord Yuan!" Ding Yishan stood up immediately, sweeping his gaze across the room, his voice loud, "With Director Liu personally managing the Outer City’s security, it’ll surely be flawless. If anyone has opinions, speak up now, so Director Liu can address them personally."

With that, the venue erupted in a chorus of agreeable laughter, everyone’s faces reflecting just the right amount of approval, without a trace of discord.

From those smiles, Liu Kun even sensed a cautious flattery.

"Alright, the Public Security Bureau will lead the security work, draft a basic plan first for everyone to review."

Seeing no objections, Ding Yishan sat back down smoothly, fingers gently tapping on the table, prompting the room into a flurry of shuffling papers and quiet discussions.

Only Liu Kun remained stiffly seated, fingers slightly tightening on the documents, engulfed by a strong sense of unreality, almost making him doubt if he had hit his head when pushing the door open!

Old Ding... hosting this critical migration meeting deciding the future of both Happiness City and the Buffer Zone?

How could this be possible?

He abruptly lowered his head, gaze fixed intensely on the documents Yuan Gang had handed over.

The title on the top page was boldly written:

[Happiness City - Outer City Settlement Plan, Version 1.0]

[Chief Host: Ding Yishan]

[Main Responsible Department: Inspection Station]

[Estimated Settlement Number: 450,000 - 650,000]

[Specific Plan: Dispatch 30-60 Inspectors from the inspection station, adopt a contract model for settlement work, with full cooperation from each department, advancing the settlement plan zone by zone, requirements...]

"Ding Yishan, Chief Host?"

"Inspection Station, Main Responsible?"

Liu Kun felt uneasy, subconsciously muttering in a voice light as a dream talk.

Unable to resist, he turned to look at Ding Yishan.

See this "gentle and timid" Station Chief Ding who usually followed behind him, now with unprecedented sharpness in his eyes, seemingly...

Wait a moment, Old Ding... Unity of Heaven and Man?! 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

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