"Ugh, whatever, send me today's tasks. I'll see which one to start with."
Colin waved his hand dismissively and took his seat without giving it much thought.
Hu Zheng, on the other hand, hurriedly delivered the report that had been prepared a few days earlier.
After casually accepting it, Colin leaned back in his boss chair, casually placing his feet on the desk, browsing through the contents in his hands as if reclining in a deck chair.
In the rustling sounds...
Colin roughly understood the nearby situation and also got a clear picture of these people.
Among the dozen or so Fate Propellers, there were two or three who had joined the company not long ago, and the matters to be dealt with this time were mainly their assignments.
"...according to higher-ups, someone else would handle it even if I didn't go, so why bother? Oh, I forgot, I still need to accumulate merits. Just pick an easy one, give it a shot, and that should do..."
