Fake Husband of the Glamorous CEO-Chapter 350: Family members come to the hospital to ask for jobs

The family had finished their meal when Yu brought up a matter to Lin Yue during her free time, "The Dragon Science Institute couldn’t reach Elder Gu, so they ended up contacting me. They mentioned that the furnace Elder Gu had them create is ready and asked where to send it."

Of course, the Dragon Science Institute wouldn’t have the authority to know Gu Feng’s or Lin Yue’s numbers—it was their superiors who reached out to Yu.

Secrecy also has its levels.

Gu Feng and his family belong to the highest class of confidentiality.

Upon hearing this, Gu Dadong complained, "Feng really is something. Ever since his secretary, Chen, was sent off to another post by him, he hasn’t even bothered to hire a new secretary. Now it’s difficult for everyone to reach him, and he doesn’t answer calls."

Lin Yue waited for a few newcomers in the secretarial team to help her sort out some items before planning to return to Shencheng City. She said, "He’s been busy dealing with that Teleportation Array outside the planet lately. How could there be any phone signal? For the monitoring station matters, he’s only had me take charge because he couldn’t handle it himself. Otherwise, would I dare to intervene in such a big project?"

"But I’m not too busy now, I can help him a bit."

Lin Yue actually quite liked this feeling of being needed by someone else.

Since Chen was assigned by Gu Feng to another city, Lin Yue had been carrying Gu Feng’s cell phone, and if anyone needed him, it was Lin Yue who answered and then waited to pass the message to him.

Just like now, Gu Feng’s phone in her bag rang.

Typically, the caller ID for those reaching out to Gu Feng was kept confidential.

Lin Yue answered, "Hello?"

The person on the other end already seemed aware of Lin Yue being Gu Feng’s semi-secretary for the time being and was not surprised. "Is this Little Yue?"

Lin Yue responded, "Yes."

The tone of the person on the other side was very sincere, "It’s Meng Wei... About the project I mentioned to Elder Gu during the hundred-day anniversary, I wonder if the Young Master has any thoughts on it?"

Lin Yue blinked in surprise, "Oh, Mr. Meng."

Upon hearing this name, Gu Dadong immediately guessed who it was.

Meng Wei, responsible for the army, was a brother under Gu Dadong’s command in the institute.

When Gu Dadong retired, he handed over official duties to his family members and subordinates.

So, Meng Wei’s tone toward Lin Yue was very respectful—after all, Gu Feng was the current standard-bearer of the Gu Family, and Lin Yue, the lady, held a secure place in their reliance on the couple for future prospects at the Military Martial Arts Compound.

Gu Dadong didn’t expect someone from his own people would target his daughter-in-law, so he took the phone and turned on the speaker, "What’s going on, Old Meng?"

Upon realizing it was Gu Dadong, Meng Wei coughed lightly, "Dong, can you talk to the Young Master? It’s not right to favor others and neglect one’s own—after all, the Hou Family got the project, and our own people are still without arrangement."

"What’s up?" Gu Dadong, accustomed to speaking bluntly with his brothers, retorted, "Coveting that monitoring station? Is that a project your department can meddle in? Besides, doesn’t Feng allocate enough annual funds to your army branch each year? And aren’t the soldiers retiring from your army each year all arranged jobs by Feng’s department? Are you turning a blind eye or what?"

Meng Wei stammered for a while, probably feeling embarrassed.

However, soon Meng Wei spoke straight from his heart, "Dong, it’s not the same. The projects other departments got can secure their pensions. Although the Young Master hasn’t neglected helping our department solve problems, you know it yourself—the land forces have been continually downsizing in recent years. With the promotion of *Cultivation* policies, a lot of military industries will gradually need to leave the stage—You may not be in a hurry, but where will we go when we’re out of a job?"

Gu Dadong was taken aback.

What Meng Wei said also addressed a very real issue.

Future military industries would definitely not be a focus of the country any longer. For the land forces, cutting them down was like cutting into their lifelines.

Moreover, the training of the remaining land forces would surely be taken over by the "Pangu" department.

This left Meng Wei and his colleagues’ future prospects to likely involve dismantling the military martial system and being assigned to work in other departments.

But a lifetime of work-hardened soldiers were mundane people—it wasn’t easy for them to adapt to corporate office jobs.

So, the anxiety of Meng Wei and his group was understandable.

Meng Wei sighed, "We’re not asking for a high-profit project like other Hall Master Departments. We just want to discuss with the Young Master, even if we aren’t needed for military duties in the future, to have a department managed by our own people with stable income would suffice—we don’t want to be split into other coalition departments at the mercy of others."

Gu Dadong found himself at a loss for words, while the sensible Lin Yue intervened, "Mr. Meng, why don’t we wait for Gu Feng to return, and I’ll relay this issue to him?"

Meng Wei was immensely grateful, "That would be wonderful, Young Madam. The next time Young Master comes back to the institute, I will surely visit him in person. Well, you’re busy; I won’t trouble you any further."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yue didn’t want her father-in-law to be embarrassed and said, "It’s alright, Dad. I’ll talk to Gu Feng about it when he returns. If need be, I could handle their settlements out of my own pocket."

"The national teleportation projects create more than sixty trillion a year in revenue—we hardly know how to spend all of it. You think we can’t support these folks? You’re naive," Yu Ling scolded her daughter-in-law in a light tone, explaining, "Old Meng and his worries aren’t about job income or life security; they desire a Hall Master level department to ensure the military martial system’s position continues."

"Think about it—nowadays, all Hall Master Departments are making a lot of money. If they’re assigned to those state enterprises, the benefits will surely be substantial, but it also means these military folks will lose their former influence,"

"Having been one of the three major camps in the past, any family in the institute that had been part of the expeditions had at least a T3-level legacy. Facing a soon-to-diminish environment, they’re naturally anxious," Gu Dadong remarked, feeling emotional.

"Where are there so many good projects? According to the rules, aside from strategic national development supported by state funds, a declining department like their military one would need to have at least an annual five hundred billion revenue project to sustain itself. And to still have a status among so many Hall Master level departments requires even higher demands!"

Lin Yue realized, "But since I promised Mr. Meng, I should still pass the message to Gu Feng."

That evening, when Gu Feng returned from the universe, Lin Yue remembered the matter and mentioned it to him.

After listening, Gu Feng expressed his understanding, "Okay, I’ll look into it. Let Mr. Meng not worry."

There was, by chance, a project that might suit Meng Wei and his group.