Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 31 New Job

Seeing Lin Fan evading, Jin Sichen winked at everyone and signaled to stop talking.

The director turned to John Woo: "When the meeting is over, you first take Lin Fan to the Human Resources Department to register for employment. I told Cui Yan that Lin Fan is already one of ours, so he didn't bother me too much and quickly put the matter into practice. Don’t give him a chance.”

"Okay, I understand." Wu Yusen felt a little relieved when he saw that Lin Fan lowered his head and showed no other emotions. "What position will be assigned to her? Which department will she be assigned to? What is her salary level?"

"I've decided it all. You just need to bring someone to sign." After the director said to Wu Yusen, he told Lin Fan: "Lin Fan, from today on, you are a member of the Special Branch. Your salary is enough for you to live." You can live a prosperous life and support your parents. You can create value and create great value for your family and the country. You are a valuable asset to our institute and even the country. If someone wants to poach you in the future, you will be a valuable asset to them. You must tell me about your job, and I will improve your salary immediately!"

After hearing this, Lin Fan couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

"Look, are you laughing? It's very simple to make Lin Fan happy." The director smiled and said to everyone, and then ordered: "Sichen has prepared everything in the past two days and is scheduled to leave the day after tomorrow."

"Xiao Wu, you drive them there and take turns driving with Sichen on the way. The location will be sent to the car when the time comes. Lin Fan, if you need anything, tell Xiao Wu and the others, you're welcome, just ask your family identical."

Lin Fan nodded, and the other two people also responded, and the meeting was over.

As soon as Mr. Qian stepped out of the way, he disappeared.

The director also hurried back to the office. He just discovered that money seems to bring a certain sense of security to Lin Fan. It seems that the personnel contract can be changed again.

Since Lin Fan's condition was not suitable for communication, the others did not come over to say anything. Anyway, the days are long and there will be plenty of opportunities once Lin Fan recovers. After saying hello to John Woo, they all gathered in front of Jin Sichen and muttered.

Wu Yusen took Lin Fan slowly to the Human Resources Department. The specialist transferred Lin Fan's contract, printed it out, and took it back to his office to study it carefully.

Lin Fan's contract was decided by the director himself, and the salary was much higher than the basic salary that John Woo had told Lin Fan before.

The basic salary is set at 3, and other benefits are raised accordingly. And in order to cater to Lin Fan's special characteristics, the director also created a new department - the Mobility Department.

This name...Wu Yusen smacked his lips, forget it, let's look down.

As the first and only member of the Mobility Department, Lin Fan was immediately given the position of deputy minister. This position is slightly lower than Jin Sichen's minister, but higher than John Woo's senior special agent.

However, due to the special nature of the Mobile Department, Lin Fan was in the status of a bare-bones commander. In addition, she was leaving the day after tomorrow, so she didn't even have a workstation assigned to her. He has the title of deputy minister, but no opportunity to exercise his powers, and his salary is not at the deputy minister level.

It can only be said that the director may have specially arranged this position for her in order to mobilize Lin Fan's enthusiasm and sense of belonging. It is difficult to say whether this department will be able to welcome a second member in the future.

John Woo read it over and found nothing wrong, then handed it to Lin Fan. Lin Fan didn't have the patience to read through several densely packed pages. He asked John Woo if the funeral compensation would reach more than 10 million yuan if she died, and then signed his name neatly.

John Woo originally wanted to explain the contract in detail, but seeing that Lin Fan was still obsessed with the funeral compensation, he asked: "Why are you still thinking about this? Didn't you agree that you don't want to do it?"

Lin Fan was tired and half-lying on the sofa and replied, "Didn't you say that the director of 800 will cut people into slices? I have to be prepared in my heart. If I get to that point, I don't have to worry about losing my family. So much money in exchange for My life is worth it."

John Woo comforted helplessly: "Auntie, your life is worth more than 5 million. According to your current salary level, you can earn so much in years. Besides, the director's stuff is just a rumor, and it may not be true. , don’t scare yourself.”

"You don't understand, that's surplus value. It's hard to say whether we can find anything by then. What if they don't do anything?" Lin Fan is definitely a representative of pessimism.

John Woo also knew this characteristic of hers and did not argue with her, but changed the topic to enlighten her. "That's not the case. They have been studying mechas for many years. They are different from us."

Lin Fan still refused to give up and insisted on an answer from him: "If I am cut off right after I go there, can my parents get the pension?"

"Can we think of something better?" John Woo was convinced.

"Is it possible?" Lin Fan asked.

Knowing that she would keep asking if she couldn't get the answer, John Woo turned the contract to the funeral allowance section and pointed it out to her.

Lin Fan looked at the black and white writing on the paper and it was clearly written: Party A is responsible for Party B's funeral arrangements, and will also subsidize Party B's family funeral subsidy of one thousand three hundred and five hundred thousand yuan. Full payment is due within three working days.

Party B is Lin Fan.

Yes, it was indeed more than ten million. Lin Fan saw it clearly and felt relieved. He threw the contract on the coffee table and stopped caring about it. He closed his eyes and rested.

"Lin Fan." John Woo picked up the contract and called her.

"Huh?" Lin Fan made a nasal sound without moving.

"Are you scared?" John Woo thought about how she seemed not to care but kept mentioning slices several times, and felt that her heart was not as calm as she appeared. Not to mention Lin Fan, even he was a little overwhelmed with what happened these days.

Just when John Woo thought Lin Fan was asleep, he heard a soft response.

"Ah."

"Why don't you say it if you're afraid?"

This time there was no answer after waiting for a long time. Lin Fan must have fallen asleep. John Woo sighed softly, got up and went to the personnel department to deliver the contract.

A short while after he left, a long sigh sounded in the office: "If you tell me, what's the use..."

After Wu Yusen completed Lin Fan's entry procedures, he went to find Jin Sichen.

Jin Sichen was organizing things in his office.

This time, in addition to Lin Fan's relevant information, I also need to bring some books and information, because I need to reinforce 800 psychologists, and I don't know what level they are. Bring more professional books to avoid problems.

Wu Yusen told Jin Sichen about Lin Fan's performance just now.

"Fear?"

"Yes, she was afraid of being sliced ​​into pieces. But she hid it and didn't say anything." John Woo was helpless. "Do you think the slice thing...is true?"

"That's why I stopped you from telling you that Lin Fan's psychology is actually very fragile. The smallest thing can easily make her uneasy, let alone such a horrific incident related to herself." Jin Sichen said while cleaning up.

"Hey, it wasn't me who said it, it was the director." John Woo was wronged. "Actually, I can understand the director's thoughts. After all, some things are prepared before they are revealed, and Behemoth has no idea when things are going to happen." It’s too late to hide. So how real do you think the slicing thing is?”

"What do I think is the use?"

"I'm just asking you how you feel. Don't you say you have a high IQ? I should be mentally prepared."

"If you insist on asking, I feel it's true." Jin Sichen stopped what he was doing and leaned against the table. "It's just that the reason may not be what the legend says. If Cui Yan is really that kind of crazy person, it is impossible to become the director of 800. After all, secret security review... you know."

"You mean there's something hidden inside?" John Woo asked.

"There must be a hidden secret, but it is also true that this person is ruthless in his actions." Jin Sichen analyzed, "So he is still a dangerous person. Not to mention Lin Fan is afraid, are you a little scared even if you don't look at the director?"

"How can the director be afraid of him? The director is afraid that Lin Fan will be harmed by him!"

"I mean. Anyway, I will pay special attention to this person. What else do you want?" Jin Sichen chased people away.

"It's still Lin Fan's business. Didn't you say she was afraid? Don't you need to intervene?" Wu Yusen remembered the purpose of looking for someone.

"For Lin Fan, the comfort of words is very weak. Just telling her not to be afraid is of no use. The more she talks, the more she thinks. At this stage, she can still adjust herself. I am not going to interfere too much. Him. After she gets used to the environment, she will feel whether there is any danger. Then I will act by ear."

"Then I won't do anything now?"

"If her mood doesn't change significantly, keep the status quo for now. She has been ill for so many years and has her own way of adjusting. And we will set off the day after tomorrow, and there will be many other things filling her heart. Being afraid of squeezing and shrinking may not have too bad consequences. Don't worry when I'm by your side."

"Okay, I hope she can think for herself." John Woo sighed again. He found that ever since he met Lin Fan, he sighed often.

"Don't worry about her. She is fragile and sensitive, but she has survived alone for such a long time, so she is stronger than you think. You'd better go back and pack your things properly. Don't leave everything behind when you set off. ." Jin Sichen said disgustedly.

John Woo slammed the door angrily and returned to the office to continue sorting out Lin Fan's information. The director just sent a message saying that he would send Lin Fan's basic information, especially the current status of his depression, to Xie Gong from 800 so that he could get an overview and make some preparations in advance.

While Lin Fan was sleeping, Wu Yusen sent the compiled information to the director via email, and also modified the monitoring equipment in Lin Fan's cell phone.

It was originally a one-time self-destruction monitor. At that time, it was thought that Lin Fan's memory would be wiped out in a few days. Now, of course, it is no longer applicable and has been changed to an employee-only monitor.

After all this work, it was time for dinner. John Woo woke up Lin Fan, and the two went to the cafeteria to eat and then sat at the beach before Lin Fan went back to the house to rest.

After John Woo left, Lin Fan opened the floor-to-ceiling windows and sat on the terrace watching the ebb and flow of the dark coast, the rushing waves seemed to wash away her restless heart.

The sound of "ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding" sounded, but Lin Fan didn't pay attention at first. It took a while to realize that the phone was ringing.

Since her last nightmare, she had changed the ringtone of "ding rang rang rang" to avoid being reminded of the tragedy of a hammer hitting her head. I forgot about it after changing it, and there were very few calls coming in, so the phone rang for a long time without any response.

Seeing the name on the screen, Lin Fan didn't want to get through. But thinking about going to 800 soon, we still don’t know what the future will be like. If the result is not good, we can’t even give an explanation. Sighing softly, he answered the call.

"Xiaofan, why did it take you so long to answer the phone?" Mother Lin's high-pitched voice came from the receiver.