Chapter 48
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If Zhang Jue had to use a word to describe his current mood, it would be regret, extreme regret.
More than regret, it was pure regret!
The kind that made his intestines turn green.
After a week-long review, Site14 site finally resumed normal operations, and most of the staff returned to work.
The commendation for Zhang Jue and Yang Xue was also put on the agenda.
Because many people were sacrificed in the invasion, the commendation ceremony was simplified.
Under the witness of several site leaders, Le Shan gave Zhang Jue and Yang Xue a banner each.
There was really only one banner?
Zhang Jue wanted to curse.
However, Le Shan seemed to have expected his reaction. He smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, the foundation originally planned to give each of you 5 million yuan as a reward, but you donated it all."
What the hell?!
He donated his own money?!
Zhang Jue froze on the spot.
He had actually donated his own money …
5 million yuan …
This was the first time Zhang Jue had done such a stupid thing in her two lifetimes.
No wonder Le Shan didn't stop him. This old man was very bad!
It was rare to see Zhang Jue suffer, so Yang Xue covered her mouth and smiled.
She didn't take Zhang Jue's donation of her money seriously.
For her, money was too insignificant compared to people.
"Mr. Zhang, let's take a picture together," said Huang Xingwen, who had officially taken over as the site leader.
Zhang Jue sighed, held the banner in his hand, and showed the ugliest smile ever.
…
The review was completed, and the commendation ceremony was over. The inspection team of the foundation headquarters represented by Le Shan had one last task left, which was to delete and erase the memory of the former Site14 site leader, Yang Wenbai.
After the execution, he would forget that he used to be the site leader of the SCP Foundation. He would forget everything here. He would think that he was an old man who retired after doing mysterious work for the country.
Inside the site leader's office, Yang Wenbai rubbed his old desk with his rough hands, and his eyes flashed with reluctance.
Zhang Jue, Yang Xue, and Le Shan stood at the door.
Looking at the old man's slightly bent body, Yang Xue's tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
Zhang Jue put his arm around her shoulder and comforted her silently.
"Mr. Le," Yang Wenbai suddenly said, "Can I say a few words to them?"
"Of course." Le Shan nodded. "We'll leave this place tonight. We just need to finish the procedure before that."
After that, Le Shan nodded to Zhang Jue and left the office, leaving the three of them some space to talk.
"Uncle —" After Le Shan left, Yang couldn't help but feel sad.
Since Yang Wensong disappeared, Yang Wenbai had always treated her like his own daughter.
Yang Wenbai held her hand and shook his head with a smile. "Don't be so sad. I'm not doing anything wrong. I just don't want to leave this place."
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