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"You are deceiving me..."
Yu Jin raised his eyebrows, then he flicked his wrist and the white paper flew out like a dart.
"Gurgle." The young man looked at the white paper stuck in the thorn wall, touched his throat, and decisively swallowed the word "too much".
Did he just take a step in front of the death gate?
"Shhhhh!"
After a brief moment of silence, the sound that only belongs to learning rang out in the deserted wilderness.
Chapter 270 Model Employee of Northland Bank
2023-11-03
"Northland Bank's purpose..."
"Northland Bank Employee Code Article 1..."
"Northland Bank Employee Code Article 2..."
……
In the cage made of thorns of rejection, the young master was muttering something with his eyes distracted. As he whispered, the fine brush in his hand kept dancing.
Next to the young master, there were inkless pens and crumpled papers scattered on the ground in a disorderly manner, making the already small space even more crowded.
How many days have passed? The young master didn't know, he only knew that he had been keeping Shumo company all this time.
This is undoubtedly the most horrible punishment for a young man who is belligerent by nature and cannot sit still for a moment.
It can make his eyes dull and look like he is about to die, but fighting alone cannot achieve this.
Apart from the thorns everywhere, the young master has been listening to Yu Jin's "teachings" these days.
He wanted to complain more than once. Was he the executive officer or was Yu Jin the executive officer? How come Yu Jin knew more about Northland Bank than he did?
But it was useless to think about all this. The most important thing now was to complete the task at hand, which was to recite the Northland Bank Employee Code of Conduct from memory.
This is another sad story. The young man originally thought that everything would be fine after he finished writing the last item of the employee code of conduct, but he did not expect that Yu Jin would actually ask him to rewrite it all from memory.
In desperation, he had to "greet" the embers in his heart while writing it down obediently.
"Huh..." After the last stroke was made, the young master heaved a sigh of relief. Reciting these rules almost exhausted him to death, and he would definitely reflect on it when he got back.
What the hell is the purpose of writing such a long employee code of conduct? To show off that the rich are well-educated?
Just as the young master was madly complaining about the ridiculously long employee code of conduct of the Northland Bank, the thorns that had been trapping him had quietly shrunk back into the ground at some point.
The long-lost sunshine once again shone on the young master's face, and the breath of freedom was so strong, these were good, but they were not what excited the young master the most.
He raised his head and looked around, but he didn't see Yu Jin. Suddenly, an indescribable excitement swept through his whole body.
Touching his cheek, the young master felt something wet, but it was certainly not tears - the young master was not that fragile.
The wound on his head burst open due to excitement. The wounds should have healed quickly, but the young master was too excited, and the blood surged, causing the wounds to burst open again.
"Damn it! Did that guy do it on purpose?" Feeling the blood dripping from his jaw, the young man pulled off his sleeve and bandaged it while speaking in doubt.
He turned his head and looked at the ground beneath his feet. The holes there were exactly where the thorns of rejection had drilled through.
Then the young man shuddered violently and ran away without looking back.
It’s definitely not that he is afraid of the embers, it’s just that he is not in a good condition now and needs to go back and rest.
Right, that is it!
The young master nodded secretly, and then he ran faster.
……
During the day, Feiyunpo was crowded with people, and the exclamations of surprise from tourists could be heard everywhere.
"sieve!"
A gray shadow shuttled through the crowd at a speed that was jaw-dropping.
"Huh? Why did I seem to see a bald man running past just now?" You Ren scratched his head. He had practiced a few times when he was young, so his eyesight was better than that of ordinary people.
"You must have seen it wrong. I've never seen anyone with a bald head in Liyue. Have you been listening to too many storytellings recently?" Upon hearing this, the other person looked around, but did not see the "bald head" that his companion was talking about.
"Maybe." The tourist nodded and continued to wander around. The objects in Feiyunpo were much more beautiful than those in Baldy's.
In the distance, the "bald man" seen by tourists was climbing up the pavilion breathlessly and coming to the door of the Northland Bank.
Vlad, who was on duty, wanted to watch the visitor walk into Northland Bank in silence as he did before.
But after he saw the appearance of the person coming, Vlad could no longer remain silent, "Master... Master?!"
Vlad's voice trembled due to shock, as if he couldn't believe what he saw. He also took off his mask and rubbed his eyes.
The reason is simple: the young master's dress is a little too "strange" now.
At this moment, one sleeve of the young man's gray suit was torn, and his head was tightly wrapped in cloth.
The blood oozed out, adding a hint of bright red to the gray. It looked as if someone had hit his head with a brick.
But who can knock on the young master's head?
"You..." The young master looked at the shocked Vlad, and a line of words suddenly appeared in his mind.
"What is Article 6, Rule 3 of the Northland Bank Employee Code?"
"???"
“Bank guards should greet every customer with proper etiquette while ensuring the safety of the bank.”
The young master said this to himself, which made Vlad's face even more shocked. The executive officer is indeed an executive officer! He easily did what they couldn't do!
It turns out that some people really remember those employee rules.
"Don't worry, sir! I will definitely correct myself in the future!" Vlad was shocked, but also couldn't help but admire him.
The Executive is already the pinnacle of the Fatui. I didn’t expect that the Young Master would still work so hard. What reason does he have to be lazy!
For a moment, Vlad even threw away the homesickness that had lingered in his heart for a long time.
"Pa!" The young master slapped himself hard. What happened to him just now? Could it be that he was assimilated by Yu Jin?
"My Lord..."
"Don't worry! I'm glad that you have such awareness just now!" The young master interrupted Vlad, gave him a word of encouragement, and then hurried into the Northland Bank.
All he wanted now was to go back to his room and check if there was anything wrong with him.
Walking into the front desk lobby of Northland Bank, everything is still as magnificent, noble and elegant as before.
But in the eyes of today's young master, this luxurious scene has many loopholes.
Countless words kept popping up in the young master's mind, directly crowding out his other thoughts.
Thus, the young man with a bandaged head turned into a ruthless inspection machine.
"Ekaterina! What are you doing as a receptionist? Where's your smile? Go back and recite Article 3 and Article 4 of the Employee Code!"
"Andre! You can't even open your eyes! What does the first rule of the employee code say? You're a manager!"
"Also, who designed this front desk lobby? It's so solemn! Doesn't anyone know the purpose of our Northland Bank?"
……
In the quiet front hall, the young master's continuous shouting could be heard. The employees of the Northland Bank looked at the young master who was looking left and right, and for the first time discovered that the young master, who was usually serious and stern, had such a talkative side.
But isn't the young master talking too much? He even comments on the manners of the bank employees.
What's even more outrageous is that after every word, the young master would give the basis for his finding fault at the end.
Is this also a way of convincing people with reason to some extent?
The young master listed dozens of situations in the Northland Bank that did not comply with regulations before he stopped.
The words that echoed in his mind were finally vented out by the young master. Correspondingly, his rationality also returned to its high ground.
The young master looked silently at the shocked Fatui, then looked at the Northern Bank base where he had stayed for a long time.
He knew that he would have to move out from now on.
"boom!"
The door of Northland Bank was opened rudely by the young master, and now he was going to find his new home.
Otherwise, the young master was afraid that his companions at the Northland Bank would be sprayed to death by him.
"Goodbye, everyone!" The young master raised his sleeveless arm and waved, revealing a bright smile. Perhaps because he was too excited, the cloth wrapped around his head became even redder.
After saying this, the young master disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Manager Andre, does our Northland Bank have an award for outstanding employees?"
"Have."
"I think everyone should vote for the young master."
"Feel the same."
Miss:"……"
Chapter 271: The More Lively Liyue
2023-11-03
Yu Jin was walking on the streets of Liyue as usual. It had been several days since he taught the young master.
During this period, he also secretly went to the Northland Bank to test the young master's learning results.
But unfortunately, it seemed that the young master was out for something, and Yu Jin searched the entire Northland Bank but could not find any trace of him.
Thinking of this, Yu Jin shook his head with some regret. To be honest, torturing, no, teaching the young master is quite fun, but it seems that there is no chance now.
When should we catch the executor and torture him again? This thought suddenly popped up in Yu Jin's mind.
He looked up and saw a sea of people. It seemed that if he wanted to meet the executive officer, it would depend on who had a connection with him.
Looking at the crowd, Yu Jin stroked his chin. From what he could see, there were more and more people in Liyue recently, but it seemed that there were fewer and fewer people setting up stalls. It was a strange phenomenon.