Sheng Wanbin closed his eyes, barely controlling his rapid heartbeat, then left his seat, bowed to Lin Zhong on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "I will do my best until I die!"

"There's no need to die. I don't want your life."

Lin Zhong waved his hand and said lightly: "I have only one request for you, that is, from now on, the administrative office can only take orders from me."

"My subordinate understands."

Sheng Wanbin said without hesitation: "After taking office, I will immediately launch an investigation and eliminate all the bad apples left in the administrative office!"

"No."

Lin Zhong stood up, walked around the large desk, and walked to Sheng Wanbin: "I promised Deputy Leader Pang to be lenient with the remaining people. As long as they don't violate the rules, we can continue to keep them."

"yes."

"Any more questions?"

"My subordinate would like to ask, what arrangements do you have for the clerical office?"

"I'm going to change the name of the clerk's office."

In front of Sheng Wanbin, a loyal subordinate, Lin Zhong did not hide his true thoughts and said straightforwardly: "The Clerical Department will be renamed the Archives Department, which will be responsible for the management of members' information and the collection and storage of files."

Sheng Wanbin was shocked and moved.

With his shrewdness, he naturally understood Lin Zhong's intention.

The Martial Alliance has always been a fairly loose organization. Although it has huge influence and appeal, there are many factions within it, like scattered sand.

This can be seen from member management.

Members who previously joined the Wumeng League had no official information or files at all.

Position promotion, merit recognition, and salary benefits are all decided by their immediate superiors. As the leader of the alliance, Du Huaizhen prefers to be a hands-off boss.

Du Huaizhen's state of mind was too high and he lived too long. His former enthusiasm and passion had long been wiped out by the long time, so he was indifferent to mundane things.

Lin Chong is not Du Huaizhen.

Driven by a sense of responsibility, Lin Zhong believed that he had an obligation to make the Wushu League and the martial arts world a better place.

Lin Zhong had thought carefully about the reform of the Martial League.

Changing the Clerical Department into the Archives Department may seem trivial, but it is actually an important step in reform.

With the help of the Archives Office, we can conduct a thorough investigation of the Wu League, clarify the specific number and identity of its members, and make the operation of the Wu League more formal.

From now on, the reasons for joining, promotion, resignation, salary increase, and commendation of all members must be stated on the file, and cannot be decided at will by a certain senior cadre.

Doing so can, on the one hand, increase the enthusiasm and loyalty of ordinary members, and on the other hand, it can also improve Lin Zhong's control over the Martial Alliance.

Sheng Wanbin was extremely impressed and said sincerely: "The leader is wise!"

"You have been working in the Wu Meng for many years. Who do you think the archives office should be handed over to?" Lin Zhong asked with a flash of eyes.

"This question is difficult for me to answer."

Sheng Wanbin said cautiously: "My subordinate was once the director of the Clerical Department. If I recommend him to you, I'm afraid it will be based on facts and cause dissatisfaction among other senior officials."

"When promoting a virtuous person, don't avoid relatives."

Lin Zhong waved his hand nonchalantly: "You just need to tell me who you have in mind."

"In this case, my subordinate has taken the liberty of doing so."

When Sheng Wanbin heard this, a big stone fell to the ground in his heart. A thoughtful look appeared on his face. He thought about it for more than ten seconds before reporting a name to Lin Zhong.

After sending Sheng Wanbin away, Lin Zhong summoned the acting director of the Finance Department.

The latter is a semi-bald, middle-aged man with a shrewd temperament and a somewhat obese figure. Although he cannot compare with the pot-bellied Fei Zhengfeng, he is not much different.

This middle-aged man walked into the alliance leader's office with a worried look on his face. His body was trembling, his lips were pale, and his steps were trembling, like a criminal about to go to the execution ground.

Lin Zhong sat behind his desk, looking down at the documents without even looking at the middle-aged man.

"Your Excellency, Alliance Leader, I confess, I am guilty." The middle-aged man couldn't bear the unbearable silence, so he took the initiative and said in a crying voice.

"What are you guilty of?"

Lin Zhong finally raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes unpredictable.

"Plop!"

The middle-aged man's knees weakened, and he was frightened by Lin Zhong and fell to his knees.

"Are you Zou Rui's accomplice? Have you ever been greedy for money?"

Lin Zhong asked again.

The middle-aged man shook his head desperately, swaying the fat on his face, looking quite funny.

"Then what's your crime?"

Lin Zhong asked the previous question again.

"I me"

The middle-aged man was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, but the more anxious he became, the more speechless he became.

"Okay."

Lin Zhong waited patiently for a while, and finally interrupted the other party: "I have investigated you, and although you are timid and fearful, you are not the same as Zou Rui, so don't worry, I am not summoning you to settle scores."

After listening to Lin Zhong's words, the middle-aged man was stunned and tears burst into his eyes.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, Alliance Leader!" He choked and said incoherently while looking up at Lin Zhong's tall and majestic figure behind the desk.

Lin Zhong put his hand on his forehead, feeling helpless.

He pointed to the door and said, "Go out and come see me again after you calm down."

"Yes, yes, yes"

The middle-aged man nodded and crawled out of the alliance leader's office.

Lin Zhong originally didn't care much about the middle-aged man. Summoning him was just a routine matter and he planned to replace him after a while, but at this moment, he had other thoughts.

Don't be afraid of him being timid, just be afraid of him being bold.

Because the more courageous a person is, the more ruthless he will be in his greed.

Zou Rui found such a coward as his deputy. In addition to his ability, there is probably another reason why he is easier to control.

Lin Zhong found the middle-aged man's information in a pile of documents and browsed it carefully.

The middle-aged man's name is Zheng Guangrong. He is forty-three years old. He has been in the Finance Department for fifteen years and has been the deputy director for just three years.

In the past fifteen years, Zheng Guangrong's performance can be said to be sincere and down-to-earth. His only shortcoming is that he is timid and lacks independent opinions.

After Lin Zhong read the information, he rubbed his chin with his fingers and fell into deep thought.

At this moment, the office door was pushed open through a gap, and Xueno poked half of his head in, looking at Lin Zhong with his big, round, bright eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Zhong raised his eyebrows.

"Your Excellency, Alliance Leader, there is a person from the Wuji Sect who wants to meet you. His name is Cheng Feng." Xueno pursed her small mouth, her big eyes flickered, and spoke softly.

A young man's face appeared in Lin Zhong's mind. He pondered for a moment and said calmly: "Let him come in."

"OK."

Yukino retracted her head again.

About two minutes later, Cheng Feng, a true disciple of Wuji Sect, walked into the room.
Chapter completed!