Chapter 51 Thick Earth in the Center

"I heard that Senior Brother Ye is very powerful. I wonder if he can give us some pointers when he has time in the future."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Ye Yang did not directly refuse nor agree, but said something ambiguous and waited for follow-up.

Zhang Xiaoyi glanced at Zhang Dajia and said, "Brother Ye, don't worry. The reward is easy to negotiate!"

……

His body was in a boxing stance like a demon elephant shaking its nose, Ye Yang stepped on the ground, a trace of ancient and wild aura emanated from between his hands, and he just made a fist.

I wanted to review the Elephant Demon Fist more, but I didn't expect the door to knock again.

Ye Yang thought that someone else came to rent the room, so he straightened his clothes and opened the door.

Only then did he realize that the person standing in front of the door was not a disciple, but Bai Zizhen.

When he saw Bai Zizhen, Ye Yang thought of the matter of the Personnel Hall, but he did not ask. Instead, he eagerly pulled Bai Zizhen into the yard.

Made him a cup of hot tea.

"Uncle Bai, you came at the right time. My water has just boiled."

Bai Zizhen took a sip of tea and looked at the three-story apartment behind the front yard.

"The little guy is very capable, he quietly built a three-story building, filled with spiritual energy, and it must have cost a lot of money!"

“They are all foreign debts, all foreign debts.”

Ye Yang was ashamed.

Bai Zizhen laughed and said, "I won't tease you any more. Go to the Personnel Hall to report to Deputy Hall Master Zhang Li at sunrise tomorrow."

"It actually happened?"

Ye Yang was delighted, as the Personnel Hall was no different from other halls, it was mysterious, low-key and extremely difficult to enter.

After all, he is in charge of the transfer and promotion assessment of disciples, deacons, protectors, hall masters and others of all sizes in the sect.

extraordinary.

"It's hard to say now. I heard that Wang Xijing also found a lot of people to send his beloved son Wang Dong in."

"Wang Dong?"

Ye Yang pondered, he didn't have any good feelings towards this Wang Dong.

early morning.

Everything was quiet. The sun was rising in the east. A bright light gradually appeared on the eastern horizon, which kept soaking the blue-black sky.

With the arrival of summer, a moist and dry heat fills the air.

Ye Yang packed up, changed into a green shirt, and headed towards the Office of Personnel.

The Lishi Hall is located on Houtu Peak. The peak is not tall, but it is extremely stable and is located in the center of Feitian Gate.

Ye Yang walked into Houtu Peak, but found that there were not many people on the peak.

The figure laughed at him, and he walked for a long way without seeing a single person.

Ye Yang walked into the Personnel Hall.

Only then did he realize that there were already two people standing in the hall.

Zhang Li stood at the top, wearing a moon-white shirt, sitting on a carved mahogany chair, holding a cup of tea in her hand.

Below, there stood a man wearing a blue robe, with fair skin, a pair of triangular eyes, and carrying a green and yellow gourd on his back.

It was Wang Dong.

Seeing Ye Yang coming, Wang Dong's eyes darkened, he lowered his head and said nothing.

Zhang Li slowly took a sip of the old tea in the cup and said, "We are still short of one person, they will be here soon."

After saying this, Zhang Li stopped talking and closed his eyes to rest.

After a while, Ye Yang saw another person coming.

This person was a female cultivator with a sallow complexion, slightly yellow hair, a short stature, and was approximately thirty years old.

"It's Deacon Huang."

Ye Yang was stunned. Generally speaking, disciples in the late stage of Tongqi who are over 35 and have not yet broken through to the ninth level of Tongqi and condensed their innate Qi will be arranged to work in the sect's mines, spiritual fields, trade routes, etc. to contribute to the sect.

This Deacon Huang Feng was a disciple who left the sect five or six years ago. He had reached the eighth level of Tongqi cultivation, was good at the Mi Shen Bu, and had extremely fast body movements.

……

Huang Feng was not surprised to see that there were already two people in the room. After all, the Personnel Hall was very important and it was notoriously difficult to get in. She glanced at the crowd.

His eyes swept directly over Ye Yang and he didn't take it seriously.

After all, she was far away from home, didn't know much about Ye Yang, and didn't regard him as a threat.

But the moment he saw Wang Dong, his face fell and he looked quite unhappy.

Although he didn't show it on his face, the contempt in his eyes was no less.

"Humph, here comes another disciple."

Wang Dong has always been high-profile, killing and setting fires outside the sect, snatching opportunities, and often making trouble.

In addition, he has a father who is a seventh-level warrior called "Fire King Kong", so many people know him.

Zhang Li stood up when he saw Huang Feng coming.

Ye Yang knew that the person who entered the Personnel Hall this time was chosen from among these three people.

"I have long known about your deeds. My Office of Personnel needs talents, but there are too many talents now. What we need is the best of the best."

"This sentence seems to say everything, but in fact it says nothing."

Ye Yang said inwardly, and the two people beside him also looked puzzled.

Fortunately, both of them knew Li Shitang's speaking style, so they didn't respond and just listened to Zhang Li's next arrangements.

"You are all excellent, but in the end, no matter who stays or leaves, don't complain, and don't feel it's unfair."

"When you get to my position, you will make the same choice as me."

"Then let me ask you, what do you think is the greatest purpose of the sect's clerkship hall?"

Zhang Li looked at the three people and spoke slowly. Ye Yang frowned. This sentence was an open-ended one.

Both answers made sense, but he was thinking about how to answer that would touch Zhang Li's heart.

"I'll go first. The biggest role of the Lishitang is naturally to manage people. This includes disciples, followers, and middle and senior management. Selection, assessment, and rewards are all essential."

Wang Dong was obviously well prepared.

"As the saying goes, the one who is in charge of the orders of civil officials and the governance of the people is talking about official affairs."

Zhang Li nodded without answering, then turned his gaze to Huang Feng.

"Huang Feng, you are the oldest here and have the most experience, so tell us what you think."

"Hello, Hall Master Zhang. In my opinion, the most important function of the Personnel Hall is fairness. Because of fairness, disciples can fight to the death to safeguard the interests of the sect."

After a pause, she continued to speak.

"Fairness allows everyone to get the rewards they deserve, and everyone will make progress. In the long run, the sect will become stronger and stronger."

After saying this, she gave Wang Dong a provocative look.

Wang Dong sensed Huang Feng's gaze, snorted coldly, and his face showed a cruel look.

"This Huang Feng has treated me as an imaginary enemy since she came here. This is really hateful. I heard that she is quite wealthy, and I think it is all ill-gotten gains. Sooner or later, I will find a chance to deal with her."

Wang Dong's triangular eyes twitched slightly. In the face of the conflict for interests, he already had the intention to kill.

"But the method must be clean. If there is any trace left, it will be troublesome. Also, you can't let others take advantage of you."

Wang Dong looked at Ye Yang again, then simply closed his eyes and didn't ask or answer.

"This guy is no ordinary guy! Huang Feng underestimated him and vented most of his hostility on me. What a fool!"

Wang Dong said secretly.

Ye Yang thought about how to answer.

"Wang Dong started from the macro level, and Huang Feng talked about it from the micro level. Neither of them is wrong. We definitely can't talk about it in a neutral way, otherwise it will be inferior. How can I come up with something new?"

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(End of this chapter)