Waves of conspiracy surged relentlessly towards Shen Zhou.
The tumultuous tide was about to give rise to giant waves!
Of course, as the ancient Divine Doctor, what kind of storms hadn't Shen Zhou witnessed in over five thousand years?
Although he had a premonition, he was very excited.
Life, after all, should not be filled with trifles—how else to spend this finite existence?
Even though the life of the Divine Doctor was infinite, it called for filling with trifles nonetheless.
In the following days, he was exceedingly busy.
This wasn't about the affairs of Jiulong Group; though he was a new official, he didn't need to "set three fires," and there was no need to start a single one. The entire department of health and wellness was compliant, not daring to utter a single complaint.
Moreover, Zhang Zhi was a very competent manager.
As a senior manager, the most important thing was not how to manage affairs, but how to manage people—to control a manager was enough.
