Looking at the piece of paper, Flossie Wright's expression shifted slightly and only after a moment did she regain her composure.
"What does this mean?"
Raising an eyebrow, Flossie looked at Glenn Hutchinson quizzically.
"It means exactly what you see."
Glenn Hutchinson spoke slowly.
"This is even less according to the rules," Flossie said casually.
Whether she got a promotion or not, it didn't interest her much.
A Military Officer did indeed receive special privileges, but she didn't necessarily have to enjoy those privileges.
To her, the improvement of her abilities was perhaps a bit more interesting.
So, suddenly being given such a high rank, she could think most rationally.
Special privileges?
Is it possible?
"It's not my decision either." Glenn Hutchinson naturally deflected the blame.
Regarding Flossie's promotion, Glenn Hutchinson didn't have the authority.
One could only see the decision made by those who could decide.
