Mo Juren stayed in his room for the next whole day, not sitting around, but looking at some information sent by Wang Tong. The number was much greater than he imagined, like smoke pouring into the sea.
The logistical work was extremely complicated, and naturally involved a huge amount of information. Fortunately, he was not a mortal, and he also had strong spiritual consciousness. Otherwise, if he checked it all day long, his head would probably explode.
Fortunately, I gained a good harvest. After reading all the information, I already have a basic understanding of all the logistics work. At this moment, even if you participate in specific affairs, you will not feel too unfamiliar.
More importantly, the deeper he understands the logistics situation, the more perfect he can make certain plans without any omissions. This is the most important thing.
Time passed quickly, the day passed in a blink of an eye, and the night fell.
Wang Tong also appeared in the room again at the agreed time. As soon as he entered, he said with a smile on his face: "The banquet is ready, junior brother, are you finished?"
"Are they all here?" Mo Juren asked, putting down a document in his hand.
"I've arrived a long time ago, and I'm just waiting for your arrival, junior brother."
"In that case, let's go." Mo Juren stood up without hesitation.
After a while, Wang Tong led them to a stone house. Before entering, everything in the room was scanned by his unfolding consciousness.
It was normal. Apart from dozens of deacon disciples who kept chatting and laughing, nothing unusual was noticed.
This couldn't help but arouse a trace of doubt in his heart. The other party's mysterious smile during the day and the relief after getting his accurate answer were unmistakable.
Could it be that I am really overthinking it?
"Junior brother, please!" Wang Tong naturally didn't know what he was thinking. When he came to the door, he raised his arm in invitation.
"Senior brother, please come too."
After saying polite words, the two of them walked in one after the other.
At this time, many of the deacon disciples in the room also noticed the arrival of the two men, and they all immediately stopped talking. Some smart ones even stood up directly with respectful smiles on their faces. When other people saw this scene, they couldn't sit still anymore and had to stand up together with them.
"Okay, we are all cultivators. There is no need to be so polite. Everyone, please sit down." Wang Tong waved his hand with a stern face, and then led Mo Juren to the main table, waiting for everyone to sit down. , then said,
"Let me introduce you. This is the new chief logistics manager, Taoist Fellow Mo Juren, who is the sole decision-maker for all logistics-related matters in the future..."
After a detailed introduction, although the expressions of the deacon disciples below remained unchanged, they were each thinking in their hearts.
The head of the Wang family was now in charge of the frontline war effort, and Steward Wang was also from the Wang family. He originally thought that his position as acting steward was just a transitional one, and that he would become a full-time officer soon. However, he did not expect that someone else would take over the position first.
The strange thing is that, listening to Manager Wang's tone, he doesn't seem to be unhappy at all. On the contrary, he highly respects this person.
This is interesting. You can guess it without even thinking. The person named Mo in front of you must have an extraordinary origin. I just don’t know which big boss is standing behind him?
After the introduction, Wang Tong summoned a deacon disciple to give instructions on serving the food and drinks, while Mo Juren himself sat there quietly and looked at everyone present thoughtfully.
As we all know, all Qi-training disciples in the sect must complete certain chores every month, and ordinary disciples cannot freely choose these tasks and can only follow the assignments above.
Of course, abuse of power for personal gain is inevitable everywhere, and only ordinary disciples cannot choose freely. Some people with connections behind the scenes are naturally exceptions.
Especially now, when the war is in full swing, there are tens of thousands of Yue monks gathered in the entire camp, like a huge system, which requires a large number of chores to operate normally.
To be able to 'stand out' from all the Qi-training disciples and finally enter the safe and lucrative logistics department, there must be various channels.
Therefore, even though the deacon disciples sitting below are all low-level monks in the Qi training stage, those who can be gathered here are more or less different from ordinary disciples.
Mo Juren naturally knew everything about it, so during the following banquet, he maintained an extremely kind attitude and patiently communicated cordially with every deacon disciple who came to greet them.
Such an approachable style immediately made everyone present feel like a spring breeze. I secretly thought in my heart that with such a person in charge, the subsequent chores would become more comfortable.
Wang Tong, who was on the side, witnessed everything from beginning to end. He couldn't help but feel a little emotional when he saw that the other party got along with everyone in just a few words and was recognized by almost everyone. This Junior Brother Mo is really a character. No wonder he was able to grow to his current height in such a short period of time. It is indeed not without reason. This strong communication ability alone has left too many people behind.
However, Wang Tong didn't know that Mo Juren was thinking much deeper than him.
This war will not last long, and soon the six factions will flee Yue in large numbers. By then, except for some of the true elites in the sect, more than 90% of the other low-level disciples will be used as cannon fodder and sacrificed in extremely cruel ways. Not to mention the casualties, even if you can save your life, if you fall into the hands of the devil, the outcome can be imagined.
In comparison, Spirit Beast Mountain is completely different and belongs to the winner.
A benevolent person has a different opinion about betrayal, but one thing is certain, at least the tens of thousands of Qi-training disciples in the sect can avoid such a tragic result.
Naturally, these people in front of me are also included. They will eventually grow up in the future. It is not a bad thing to say a few words of kindness now and leave a good impression on everyone. It may be useful in the future. .
A banquet where both the guest and the host enjoy themselves.
Until the end, everyone was still immersed in an extremely harmonious atmosphere.
Outside the stone house, looking at all the deacon disciples saying goodbye and leaving, Mo Juren couldn't help but sigh in his heart, they are all lucky people. If they were born in other six sects, they would be really unlucky.
Putting away his inexplicable thoughts, he was about to say goodbye to Wang Tong beside him, but a mysterious smile appeared on the latter's face again, and he asked in a low voice:
"Junior Brother Mo is going back to Tianhua Tower?"
"Senior brother, if you have something to say, you may as well speak up." Mo Juren frowned, not wanting to hear the other party always making such roundabout ways.
"Haha, junior brother misunderstood." Wang Tong shook his head quickly and said directly without hesitation,
"An elder in the family has prepared a small gift for you, junior brother, and it is now placed on the street outside. Don't miss it when junior brother leaves, and take the gift with you."
"Give me a gift!"
Hearing the other party's answer, Mo Juren couldn't help but be a little stunned.
