Chapter 34 Secretariat

The brass case is etched with half a complex gear decoration. With a snap, the slender fingers opened the cover, revealing the hollow surface inside. The shiny brass gears rotated to drive the watch hands to move and time. The love of brass and gears in the [Steam City] is fully reflected in this pocket watch.

Click.

With a flick of the slender fingers, the pocket watch was closed. At this moment, Lin En was a little bit high-spirited.

His hair was very clean, and he borrowed some hairspray from Mr. Boris to comb the platinum brushed short hair neatly and close to the scalp. There was a warm and gentle smile on his handsome face. There was no humility or domineering in his eyes, only the stability that was not suitable for a young man.

Today was his first day at work. He got up early and made himself pleasing to the eye. Such a noble boy standing on Squirrel Street made people seem to see some miniatures of this city in an instant, and those symbols were well reflected in Lin En.

Lynn Moriarty.

He has a promising future and is a character! Street people who make a living should be careful and don't stretch out your claws!

Somehow this warning spread on Squirrel Street, causing the tenants in the rented rooms to take off their hats and bow their heads when they met him, like a noble lord, and the landlord's flattery increased sharply.

At first, Lin En was still wondering how his promisingness spread, but Sophia's character of not being able to hide things from him soon let it slip. In her generous and plump arms and intimate head-patting, Lin En could only let her pass vaguely.

This is the era.

Even if Lin En hopes to treat people equally, the class attributes of this society are too obvious.

Take Lin En himself, even if he is in trouble, no one dares to bully him in Squirrel Street for so many days, and this is not just because of Sophia. According to the normal process, Lin En has to settle in Squirrel Street and raise his offspring, so that his next generation can be considered to have really fallen to the level of civilians and need to be promoted.

The education and knowledge he has received have determined that Lin En is destined not to be a person on this street.

This is the game, this is the rule.

Lin En, who had thought about this more deeply, could only sigh in his heart. A sheep disguised as a wolf mixed into a wolf pack, and hunted lambs with the wolves. It might be okay for a while, but sheep are sheep after all, and the wolves might sniff out the flaws one day.

Standing on the stairs, Lin En habitually adjusted his collar and walked forward with his head held high, welcoming the misty morning light and his first day of work.

404 Bru Street, [Lightman] Branch.

The role of having a pocket watch is not just to show off. For Lin En, it is really painful to not have a timekeeper. You may not know how much time flies when you invest in something. This pocket watch allows Lin En to arrange his time better.

Of course, it can also be used to check the time for work, but it is not the case on the first day.

"Good day, Mr. Bishop."

As soon as Lin En entered the branch, he saw a familiar figure sitting there reading a newspaper, and habitually began his smile investment.

"Good day, Mr. Lin, you're here really early. Many people are still in bed at this time." Bishop glanced at the big clock on the brass pillar. It was exactly 7:30, and there was still a long time before work.

"Come early to get familiar with the environment." Lin habitually glanced at the coat hook.

Some coats were formal, maybe other teams of the [Light Bearer] branch were on duty. He didn't see Ye Funi's half-length cloak and Bill's top hat.

"Congratulations, Mr. Lin."

"Oh?" Lin was comparing memories in a trance. He turned his head and looked at him with some confusion when he heard Bishop say this. He didn't understand what he meant by this sentence.

"You have a good future. Ye Funi is pretty good." Bishop blinked his eyes. After the old gentleman gave a reminder, he seriously read the newspaper that he never got tired of.

"... Thank you for your reminder." What do you mean Ye Funi is pretty good? I'm not here to be a gigolo, why are you talking weirdly. Lin didn't find the answer for a while, so he could only nod politely and say goodbye.

Clerical OfficeLin En knew that in the large room on the second floor, all the clerks of the entire [Light Bearer] worked together. In Bill's words, this job is not easy or not, it depends on how many documents need to be sorted out every day, whether there are meetings or events to be filed.

Most of the time, the clerks are further confirming the suspected extraordinary reports of the Elba Field.

This requires the clerks to be careful and have comprehensive extraordinary knowledge. For this reason, the [Suppression Bureau] has also specially compiled a complete collection of extraordinary power traces as a training course. This is the good thing about being backed by a large organization. Resources and information are very sufficient. As long as you have a reasonable reason, you can call it.

The work office is very large, it is a standard multi-person office.

When Lin En pushed the door in, there were already a few people sitting in it, all strangers who had never seen him. Standing at the door, he was a little restrained, and his eyes conveyed just the right amount of doubt.

"Lynn Moriarty?" A mature-looking man quickly stood up and asked uncertainly.

Lin En stood there, not looking like a worker, but like a young master from a family who came to inspect. It seems that Lin En's high spirits today have swept away the depression he suffered in the past two months. Without the life crisis, Lin En's spirit can be said to be particularly strong.

"It's me." Seeing someone stand up, Lin En walked towards him.

"Bill told me yesterday that you would come today, but I didn't expect you to come so early. I wanted to sort out the documents before I went down to pick you up." The man looked about 30 years old, with black hair and gray eyes. His face was full of bookish air, but there was nothing special about him.

A man who couldn't be more ordinary, with a good personality and enthusiasm.

"From today on, you are a clerk of the third team just like me. Your desk is over here... No, I'll take these documents. Leave them there! Don't be embarrassed. Only I know what the files I put there are. Don't mix them up... No, don't move the dust. I marked them."

This clerk named Clark opened Lin En's eyes.

He had heard before that some scholars' desks were untouchable. Their work and life were like that. Now it seems that there is really not much exaggeration. Mr. Clark has almost evolved to that level.

The [Light Bearer] branch has a total of three teams.

In addition to the formal organization, each team is responsible for providing information support and logistics that are uniformly allocated by the [Suppression Bureau] headquarters. The official establishment is usually a three-person team with one or two reserve members, and five clerks. The members adopt a rotation system to ensure that there are always extraordinary people and clerks in the [Light Bearer] branch to respond to emergencies.

The last emergency was ten years ago.

Clark was very happy about Lynn's joining. Seeing his overflowing joy, Lynn probably found the reason from the piles of documents.

'The number of people in these three teams is not right. Why are there so few?'

Lynn's first day of life in [Light Bearer] began with thick clerical textbooks and doubts.

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