Reborn: Imperial Officer Promotion Guide

"...If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place. I have always been looking forward to seeing you."

I don’t know if it was because his expectations were dashed, or if it was just a show for Noor Ghana who was watching, but Goering talked a lot of nonsense.

Hull thought, is he planning to ridicule me in public?

Then I might disappoint you.

"Yes."

"I know it's hard for you to accept it. I hope you can digest it yourself after you come down and not let it affect your future work. After all, we have our reasons for doing this..."

"it is good."

Being suddenly interrupted, Goering was a little unhappy: "... Is it only 'yes' and 'OK' that you want to say?"

"Do not."

"Are you deliberately throwing a tantrum?! When I'm talking, I want you to listen carefully! This is for your own good!"

"it is good."

"..."

Hull showed neither emotion nor sadness.

It's as if he doesn't care about anything.

That's right, in this situation, you must not show any emotion and you must not argue.

Now they have the home advantage, and no one else in the meeting room will stand up to speak for themselves. If they argue in public now, they will only make themselves look bad and will be humiliated in public.

The more you misbehave, the more likely you will be labeled as the one at fault.

How could Hull let their plan succeed?

Nur Ghana, who originally wanted to see Hull suffer a setback, now showed an unhappy expression.

Noticing the expression of Nur Ghana in the back row, Goering also became a little anxious at this moment.

"Ahem, it seems like no matter what I say to you, it's useless. Forget it, just reflect on yourself after you come down."

"Okay." Hull said, and sat back in his seat.

"... Then, let me introduce Hel Helm's successor, Rasoro."

"Yes!" A burly man strode to the podium.

He had a scar on his face, and when he rolled up his sleeves, the bulging muscles on his arms revealed a certain intimidation.

"I am the new mid-level political officer. My name is Lasolo. I am different from some cowardly guys. I am very strict with my subordinates."

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Hull.

At this moment, Edmund, the secretary sitting behind Hull, whispered something to another junior political official.

Hull could hear it clearly. They seemed to be discussing how difficult it was to get along with the person standing on the stage at the moment, and that everyone should be more careful in the future.

Unfortunately, Lasolo was staring at Hull at this moment.

They were sitting behind Hull and were whispering to each other, and were obviously seen.

It was immediately noticed by Lasoro on the stage.

"Hey! You!" He pointed his finger at the secretary Edmund: "Come here now!"

"Are you talking about me?"

"Yes! That's right, it's you!"

Secretary Edmund was a little confused when he was suddenly called. He walked up to the podium in confusion and stood in front of Lasoro. Suddenly, there was a "bang!"

Secretary Edmund was hit hard in the face by an iron fist. Blood splattered everywhere instantly, and he was knocked flying and fell to the ground with a loud sound as if a heavy object was thrown.

"Gu..." Secretary Edmund was knocked so hard by the punch that he couldn't even get up, and no one came to help him.

This is very normal.

Who would offend a mid-level civil servant for a small secretary?

What's more, even Minister Goering and Noor Ghana, the highest-ranking officer present, showed no intention of stopping it.

The others sitting in the audience would naturally just watch coldly.

Originally, Hull could have stood up for his subordinate.

But thinking about their conscious alienation and separation in the office just now, Hull just shook his head and said nothing.

"How dare you whisper in front of the Minister and the Acting Archon in such an occasion? This punch will teach you a lesson!"

"Listen carefully to me, everyone else. From now on, I am your superior and I will give you strict guidance! Do not harbor any dissatisfaction. In order for you to grow up quickly, I will be ruthless and train you. I will use my fists to persuade you! That's all!"

Edmund had fainted, so these words were certainly not addressed to him.

As for the three lower-level consuls sitting behind Hull, they were just small characters, and Lasoro's show of force was naturally not directed at them.

Lasolo kept staring at Hull while speaking. Yes, he was talking to Hull.

The fist was also shown to Hull.

At the same time, it was also a show of loyalty to Minister Goering and Noor Ghana.

If Hull was just an ordinary person, he might be scared when he met such a powerful superior.

Unfortunately, the difference in combat power is obvious. The opponent is at most a captain. Could he be stronger than Reinhard?

In Hull's eyes, such a show of force was more like a child showing off his fists in front of adults, and his behavior of boasting about himself was a farce.

Hull couldn't help laughing.

"Very good!" Goering smiled and took the lead in applauding: "Follow the rules, obey orders, and respect superiors - this is what we do in East Territory!"

Led by Goering, prolonged applause broke out in the conference room.

Only Hull was still sitting with his legs crossed, his hands motionless, but with a sarcastic expression on his face.

He just stared at La Solo on the stage, thinking to himself, I just lack an excuse for self-defense, if you have the guts, come down and punch me, and see if I can blow your head off and that's it.

Apart from Hull, Gilder did not join in the applause.

Gilder also understood that Minister Goering of the Government Department had sided with Noor Ghana.

Now all the members of the Government Affairs Department are enemies of himself and Hull.

He looked in Hull's direction with concern.

Why didn't he react at all?

Is there already a way to crack it?

"Well, this meeting is over, and everyone should go back to work. By the way, Administrative Officer Hull, you must move out of the Intermediate Administrative Officer's room today."

"it is good."

Hull answered calmly as always, and then walked out of the conference room first.

After being demoted, not only will the room you originally lived in be taken back, but your salary will also be drastically reduced.

Fortunately, Heer had just received 5,000 silver deer from Nandar the day before.

Even if you don't live in a castle, you can find a very nice house to live in in the city.

But it was Helheim after all.

What if it was someone else?

Not only did they not have enough military force or financial resources, they were also demoted, threatened and suppressed.

Who else can resist?

Of course there is a way, just like when Hull realized something was wrong today, he immediately collected and transferred the policy plans he had submitted in the past.

Even though I have only worked in East Territory for more than a month, no matter who I am, I should have some documents in my hands that are very important to the higher-ups, right?

If you don't have any, it doesn't matter. Just take the initiative to make some at work, like Helheim did.

Perhaps even Edmund and the others didn't know what those documents were used for.

But those policy documents vetoed by Noor Ghana actually contained Hull's ultimate killer move.

As long as you keep important documents in your own hands like this, or have access to some information that others do not have, as long as you do not hand over the important work in your hands.

Whether facing demotion or layoffs, it can be used as a bargaining chip, or even directly threaten those above.

Hull's situation is not that bad now, he has just been demoted.

What if he was directly dismissed? Or suspended without pay?

What if the higher-ups simply play their cards openly and forcibly remove Hull from his position despite taking the risk?

Even if Hull went to the central government to file complaints one after another, in the end he was the only one delayed.

When I come back from my busy work, several months will have passed. By then, all the people in East County who should have starved to death will have starved to death. Wouldn't all the efforts made during this period of time be completely wasted?

Even if the appeal is successful, at most you can get some compensation or be reinstated, but the time, money, energy and emotions wasted in the process, and the things lost cannot be recovered by compensation.

To fight these people, you must first understand what their pain points are.

As an enclave of the Empire and a direct territory of His Majesty the Emperor, East Territory shoulders the important responsibility of transporting military supplies to the eastern front line.

So, what do Acting Governor Noor Ghana and Minister Goering fear the most?

——The answer is obvious.

Just find that thing, and if you don't have it, create it and then hold it firmly in your hands or bury it deep.

After that, just wait for the explosion, and then those guys above will come to apologize.

Of course, these are practices when there is no support from military force, and Hull can certainly do it more effectively.

Who can blame him for coming back from a real battlefield?

Tolerate?

Wouldn't it be better to just smash the abacus beads those people sent one by one?