On an ordinary afternoon, March finally realized that his destiny had once again undergone some unpredictable changes.
The first person who made him realize this was the thorny head who had always been at odds with him. ..
That guy used to take advantage of the fact that his elders were the senior leaders of the City Guards, and he often tried to show off to himself, and even contradicted him in public. But ever since he met with the superior man sent by the City Guard Headquarters, this guy's attitude towards him suddenly changed 180 degrees.
Not only did he never cause trouble for himself again, he also went out of his way to apologize to himself.
Now every time we met on the road, he would stop and say hello loudly, changing his previous disdainful attitude toward him.
March was puzzled by this anomaly for a while, but finally an order from the headquarters answered his doubts.
Due to his meritorious service in assisting the special team, March was promoted by the headquarters.
"Congratulations on your promotion."
On this day, the director of the Patrol Department personally organized a bureau to treat guests, which made Ma Qi very flattered.
There were only three people at the table, the director's uncle and nephew, and Ma Qi.
"Don't dare, don't dare, I just did my job well, thanks to Mr. Director's leadership on weekdays." Ma Qi still had this look in his eyes.
"Oh, what the hell! Gold letters always shine~" The director of the Patrol Department smiled and looked very kind.
If Ma Qi had not seen him look at others coldly and scold his subordinates casually, he would probably really think that this was a very friendly and enthusiastic boss.
Thinking of this, he lowered his eyes and took a sip of the specially warmed wine in the glass.
The taste in the mouth is mellow and rich, completely different from the inferior drinks I have drunk in the past.
Seeing that he was very polite, the director felt relieved. When the three people at the table were drunk, they asked softly: "By the way, do you know who the two adults were who came to see you that day?"
March shook his head.
He had no foundation in the City Guard, and even his identity and background were fake. Even if he wanted to find someone to get more information, he couldn't do it at the moment.
So the director waved to him and motioned for him to come over.
After a moment, Ma Qi's eyes widened and he looked at the director in surprise.
The director smiled and said nothing.
Ma Qi couldn't help but raise the glass and drink a large gulp of wine for himself. The warmth rising from his stomach slightly suppressed the feeling of the hair on his back standing on end.
Maybe it was because of the wine, but he couldn't tell whether he was surprised or afraid at this moment.
"I...I just helped the most insignificant little thing and did my duty..."
This recognition from a big shot comes too quickly!
The director waved his hand, pinched his thumb and index finger playfully and said, "Even if we can help the adults with trivial matters, it is a great honor for us! Don't belittle yourself."
He patted Ma Qi's shoulder hard, "From the first time I saw you, I knew you would definitely accomplish something great~"
Oh, you obviously didn’t remember me at all before.
March resisted the urge to expose this hypocrisy, and just smiled honestly, seemingly without any scheming.
"Come on! There are no superiors or subordinates at the wine table. Just think of it as my intention to implement it for you."
As he finished speaking, the young man who received the wink at the side pushed a thick stack of envelopes over and stuffed them into his hand without any explanation.
"Brother! Any unpleasantness that happened before was all because of my confusion. Don't take it to heart."
"I've had this problem since I was a child. I don't do things with my brain. Otherwise, given my uncle's position, he wouldn't be able to arrange for me to stay in a small place outside where I can't get on the stage. He's just afraid that I might offend someone inexplicably and try to rub me off. temperament."
The young man looked sincere and there was no reluctance in his expression.
"I'll use this glass of wine as an apology to you. Next time you have something to do, just come to me! I don't dare to say anything else. I still know a lot of people in the patrol department. Maybe when
It can solve some minor troubles for you when it comes in handy. "
March glanced down at the envelope in his hand. The heavy weight seemed to place all the self-evident things in it.
Perhaps, this is already a wealth that he has never dreamed of possessing in his life.
March pocketed the envelope.
The cold white moonlight poured through the leaves onto the road, making the chill grow deeper and deeper.
After drinking too much wine, he was still drunk just now. When he was blown by the night wind, he suddenly woke up from a big dream.
After being stunned for a moment, he took out the thick letter from his arms.
Under the dim moonlight, he finally counted the huge denominations of the pile of banknotes inside.
A long time ago, he also thought about saving a sum of money, buying a place of his own in the prosperous royal capital, marrying a woman he likes, and living a life without worries about food and clothing.
Nowadays, it all seems within reach.
But the thing in his hand never made him feel so unreal.
It turns out that the dream of the past is something that can be realized so easily...
He remembered what the director had said to him over the wine table.
"His Majesty the King has decided to establish a new agency to be responsible for the review of all published books, newspapers and magazines in the Kingdom. In order to allow them to adapt to the work more quickly, some of them will be transferred from the civilian staff of the City Guard, and the new agency will be under the management of the Minister of Culture .”
The director paused meaningfully, "Do you know what this means?"
Ma Qi knew almost nothing about the movements of the kingdom's top officials, so naturally he could only shake his head.
"It means that a new mouthful of fat has appeared."
Compared with the important positions of Prime Minister, Minister of Finance, Minister of Foreign Affairs and Minister of Home Affairs, the Minister of Culture has always been a soft-spoken person and often takes the blame in various high-level conflicts.
But today is different from the past. With an order from His Majesty the King, the powers of the Minister of Culture have increased as never before. All families operating related industries have no need to curry favor with this direct leader.
"When a department is started, it will inevitably lack manpower. Once you join, you will be the backbone of the veteran level."
"But I'm...just a low-level magician..."
"Hahaha -" the director laughed endlessly, "Young man, why haven't you turned around yet! What's the point of magic once you have power?"
"If you can be reused, just say a word, and there will be countless magicians stronger than you rushing to work for you." Looking at his red face and terrifyingly hot eyes, he was already drunk.
"When the time comes, don't be stingy about making things easier for your old friend on some minor issues that can be easily solved."
"..."
Those arbitrary words still echo in my mind, as if the days of prosperity are just around the corner.
How great would it be if I was really just a poor person from the countryside who accidentally got lucky, and accidentally got lucky and was appreciated by his superiors.
"Oh." Madge sighed deeply.
