The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

After returning to the office after the meeting, Edward sat behind his desk and breathed a sigh of relief.

The tea in the teapot by the table was cold, and he opened the lid and flicked a small fireball inside.

Before long, a cup of steaming herbal tea appeared in his hands.

The scent of flowers wafted out of the cup, calming his slightly agitated brain after arguing for hours on end.

After drinking the tea, he began to arrange for his subordinate divisions to count the strongholds.

There is still a little time before dinner after get off work. He has arranged the staff before dinner and can start work tonight when he works overtime.

There are nearly 10,000 strongholds, and the committee only has thirty elves and one mascot now, and each of them counts more than 300 strongholds on average.

Statistics work is boring and tedious, and you can imagine how busy everyone will be in the next few days.

In the place requisitioned as the temporary headquarters of the southern theater, overtime at night is commonplace. Everyone is working in the "999" area, and there is only one day off every nine days.

The information on the distribution and functions of the strongholds they are using now was made by the staff group after several consecutive nights.

Five minutes before the end of get off work, someone knocked on the door of Edward's office.

Charles came in after Edward responded, with a large roll of parchment in his hand.

Charles put the parchment in front of Edward and said, "This is the statistical table I just made, please see if it applies."

Edward opened the parchment, the ink on it had just dried, and he could smell the herbs that had been added to the ink to prevent moths.

On the paper is a table. The first row is to divide the strongholds into seven grades according to the number of garrisoned troops. On the first column is a series of arrangements and combinations of the various requirements of the strongholds—surveillance, defense, food storage, communications, and so on.

Charles found that the elves did not grasp the key points of the statistical work at the meeting, so he simply drew an Excel table, listed all these requirements, and let Edward lead someone to count the number according to the requirements, and finally fill in the table.

While Edward was working on the form, Charles explained: "I assisted the staff with their work before when they were planning, so I had an idea of ​​their requirements. At that time, I proposed the function of establishing a stronghold. The concept of functional modularity and standardization was adopted for the convenience of construction when required. It seems that no one noticed this during the meeting today, and if you look closely, you will find that various requirements are traceable.”

Edward, who was studying the form for a while, said, "So that's the case. At the time, I felt that the requirements made by the staff seemed to be a bit regular."

"Well." Charles nodded, "At that time, we formulated a table, and when the threats to be dealt with and the functions assumed by each stronghold reached a certain level, we selected the corresponding requirements on the table—such as defense level— —You can just put it on. If you don’t do this, there are nearly 10,000 bases, and it is difficult for us to come up with a plan in a short period of time even if we don’t sleep.”

Edward had finished studying the parchment by this time, "This will make our statistical work much more convenient. I will arrange for them to organize the plan according to the table tonight."

Charles said: "I found that we lacked communication with the staff. If there were staff members of the staff in today's meeting, everyone would not waste so much time."

Edward blushed a little because he had joined the waste of time today. He thought for a moment and said, "Then let's invite representatives of the staff to participate in future meetings. We have expertise in the construction industry, but we don't know much about military issues."

"No problem," Charles said. "I'll bring this up to the commander later and ask her to say hello to the staff. I think we will need to deal with other departments in the future, such as the transportation department. They got in touch. So I suggested setting up an outreach office to head this piece.”

Edward immediately agreed with Charles' suggestion. Originally, one of the main contents of today's meeting was to set up various departments. As a result, the building was crooked for some reason at the beginning.

Charles continued: "I will make a plan for other departments tonight, and I will take the time to discuss it with you tomorrow. After the statistical work is completed, it will be implemented."

After he finished speaking, he left without waiting for Edward's answer. The horn for get off work had already sounded just now.

It was only then that Edward realized that their conversation just now was like a conversation between colleagues at work, and the other party didn't behave like a mascot at all. The most important thing is that the other party quietly got the leadership of the committee.

The Wright sisters came back during dinner, and they got the company's license at an absurd speed today. After all, Elizabeth asked the leader in charge of industry and commerce in Holland to take them through the formalities.

Next is their work, and Charles's current focus is mainly on building strongholds.

After dinner, Charles returned to his office, which surprised Edward, who was facing the door. He thought that Charles would rest tonight instead of actually working overtime.

Making himself a pot of tea, Charles sat behind his desk and began to write.

He started to set up the bidding office of the committee, set up various functional departments, and formulated the rules and regulations of the bidding department and functional departments, so as to prepare for the next trip to the Holy Land forging.

Having done construction work for so many years in his previous life, he is already very familiar with bidding matters, whether it is normal bidding or abnormal bidding.

After more than an hour, he wrote down the organizational structure of the bidding office and the systems and matters of the bidding work, waiting for Edward to discuss with him when he was free. It would be a dead end to copy the system of the previous life, and he must fully listen to the opinions and suggestions of the older generation.

Then he drafted the organizational structure of engineering construction office, quality management office, safety management office, engineering materials office, accounting office, material procurement office, business office, chief engineer office, outreach office and logistics office, and clarified Responsibilities and powers of each department and the job description of the person in charge of each department.

Then he wrote to Queen Victoria.

The construction site cannot be without supervision, and the best source of supervision in this world is the temple. So Charles wants to ask Victoria, who is also the Pope of the Temple of Life, to see if the Temple of Life can take over this business.

After writing the letter, he began to draft the management rules and regulations of the construction party, such as the setting of five members, safety management, civilized construction, management of major hazards and so on.

Getting ready for late at night, Edward had finished today's work~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Just when he left the office, he found that Charles was still busy writing.

Charles was startled by the knock on the door and looked up to see Edward standing at the door.

"Is something wrong?" Charles asked.

Edward said, "I have a seat, it's already twelve o'clock now."

Charles was stunned. He was so focused on coding just now that he forgot the time.

"Oh, it's time to rest." Charles put the pen away, and then he waved to Edward, "You're here just in time, take a look at this thing when you have time, and see if there are any unrealistic or wrong places, go to amend from time to time.”

After he finished speaking, he picked up the stack of organizational structure and responsibilities that he had written at the beginning and handed it to Edward.

Edward took the document and turned two pages, then his eyes stopped on the departmental organization chart. After watching for a while, he said, "With so many departments, we don't have enough staff, right?"

"It doesn't matter," said Charles, who had just stretched his waist. "You first see if there is anything to be revised, then calculate how many people you need, and then I will go to the commander to ask for someone. If it's a big deal, I will ask the queen to come forward, Ask MIT students to be cheap labor."

Edward was stunned for a long time, he never thought that he would be able to command students like this.

Charles ignored him, walked out of the office, and went back to his room.

"Why did you come back so late?" It was Oville who asked, and she felt a little embarrassed now.

Charles' eyes widened, and his breathing became heavy.

Because the scene in front of him at the moment really makes people become like this.

The pot on the table was empty, the two bone dishes next to it were full of shrimp shells, and Wilbur was sitting there chewing the last crayfish.