Chapter 86

"Xiao Tang, how do you feel?" Wang Xuebin had wanted to ask this question all the way, but he held back. There were too many people in the office, and it was uncertain who might overhear and report it.

"I feel pretty good, at least eighty percent confident. The remaining twenty percent is up to fate."

"Really? That's great. Don't even mention eighty percent; I would have to try even with just ten percent." Wang Xuebin now trusted Tang Zhendong very much. Indeed, his chances might have been less than ten percent, and he would have fought for it. Now, hearing that there was an eighty percent chance, it was almost as good as a hundred percent in his mind.

Earlier, Tang Zhendong had also seen the two strong competitors Wang Xuebin mentioned. One had no political fortune and was destined to be a lifelong writer, while the other had shallow blessings and was recently in danger of losing his life. For these two people, Tang Zhendong was almost certain that Wang Xuebin would become the chief editor. Moreover, Wang Xuebin's appearance clearly indicated strong official luck, which was almost a hundred percent guarantee.

Although he was almost certain, he couldn't say it that way. This would make Wang Xuebin feel that he hadn't helped much. He needed to make it sound more serious to get enough attention. This was a trick Tang Zhendong learned from Old Ye. It seemed that calling Old Ye "Master" so many times wasn't in vain.

In fact, even if Tang Zhendong only had a ten percent chance, he would use some secret formations to help Wang Xuebin become the chief editor. However, this would be going against the natural order, and going against the natural order would have repercussions. Tang Zhendong remembered the most serious thing his master told him: "Unless absolutely necessary, never go against the natural order."

Of course, going against the natural order can be big or small. In this case, it was as small as it could be, but even the smallest act against the natural order would have repercussions, which could accumulate and become very frightening.

In fact, Wang Xuebin didn't need much arrangement; his position as chief editor was almost certain. However, Tang Zhendong had to make it seem like he was doing a lot, taking all the credit to maximize his profit.

"Director Wang, this needs to be done in two steps. First, I need to change your and your office's fortune, then I will give you two talismans, which you need to deliver to their offices. Remember, don't let them see."

Actually, this was also a trick Tang Zhendong learned from Old Ye. His last sentence was to leave himself some room. Although the chances were almost a hundred percent, there was still a 0.1% possibility. Tang Zhendong said this to prepare for the one in ten thousand chance that Wang Xuebin might not become the director, so he could explain it to Wang Xuebin.

"Okay, okay, Master Tang, you say, I'll follow your instructions."

"The feng shui of the office is also very important. I looked around, and the way you arrange your items is not conducive to your promotion. First, your biggest mistake is the main position in your office. You chose the wrong one, which is why your promotion has been hindered. The main position should be in the northwest, which is the Qian position in the Eight Trigrams, the true emperor's position. Director Wang, have you read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms? Why did Zhuge Liang launch six expeditions to Qishan? To capture Hanzhong, which was in the northwest on the map at that time. In the Yongzheng Dynasty, the Fourteenth Prince was originally a minor character, but after becoming the Northwest General, he became a top candidate for the crown prince. Nian Gengyao also, after taking charge of the northwest, didn't even dismount when he saw Emperor Yongzheng. History has shown us time and time again that whoever occupies the northwest will be a king that the central government finds hard to control. The northwest is the Qian position in the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, and it is the emperor's position outside the central palace. The importance of this position, I believe, doesn't need to be explained."

"Oh, Master, you mean I should move my desk to the northwest?"

"Yes, it must be moved to the northwest," Tang Zhendong pointed to the direction, "right here. And that's not enough. The northwest belongs to metal, so you need to place a metal object on the desk, preferably a gold brick. And this file cabinet must be moved. The file cabinet belongs to wood, and metal overcomes wood, which will drain all the scholarly aura here." He pointed to the east, "the east is the Zhen position, which belongs to wood, and this is where the bookshelf should be placed."

Tang Zhendong pointed and gave instructions in Wang Xuebin's office, listing about seven or eight points. Wang Xuebin took notes, "Alright, if you do these, you have at least a fifty percent chance of becoming the chief editor. Tomorrow, go to the small alley next to the train station, the one with the street vendors, and find me. I will give you two talismans, and you should deliver them to their offices as soon as possible. Understand?"

Wang Xuebin nodded, "Understood, understood."

"Alright, that's it. The earlier you set it up, the better."

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

"Alright, hurry up and set it up. I'm leaving." Tang Zhendong waved and was about to leave.

"Master Tang, wait, let me see you out." Wang Xuebin finally overcame the issue of Tang Zhendong's age, calling him "Master" with utmost respect.

But to be honest, if it could help Wang Xuebin become the chief editor, he wouldn't mind calling Tang Zhendong "Dad" or "Grandpa."

The editorial department saw their director smiling and seeing a young man out with great respect, as if a city committee leader had come. Everyone was very curious.

"Xiao Yu, you can go home now." When Wang Xuebin said that Yu Qingying could leave, everyone looked at the clock in the hall: 4:45 PM, fifteen minutes before the end of the shift. Had Director Wang taken the wrong medicine today? Why was he being so generous, letting Yu Qingying leave early?

However, some of them had seen Tang Zhendong before, on the boat to Kongtong Island. They guessed that Tang Zhendong was Yu Qingying's boyfriend, but so what? Could he take her away before the end of the shift? There had never been a precedent for this. They had many boyfriends and girlfriends come, but Director Wang had never given such a green light.

"Director, don't you have something for me to do?" Although Yu Qingying saw Tang Zhendong come to find her, the director hadn't assigned her any work yet.

"Hehe, no, no, we can talk about it tomorrow. You can go home now."

Since Wang Xuebin said that, Yu Qingying packed up her things, grabbed her bag, said goodbye to Wang Xiaolin, and went downstairs with Tang Zhendong.

......

Wang Xuebin watched Tang Zhendong and Yu Qingying until they reached the end of the corridor, then called out in the office, "Xu Zhijun, Wang Jidong, come here and help me move the desk."

Wang Xuebin, who had been almost hopeless, was now full of confidence. There's a saying: "Better to believe it exists than to believe it doesn't."

To become the chief editor, Wang Xuebin had to give it a try.

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