Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 354 A mission delivered to your door

The tasks of the special office are assigned by superiors.

Who does what tasks depends on whether their skills and abilities are suitable for the tasks.

After returning to the special agency, Wu Yusen happened to have no suitable task at hand, and he didn't want Lin Fan to wait in vain, so he took her on the task openly.

Yes, it's a rubbish mission.

Even when others were doing tasks, he took Lin Fan beside him to explain and teach on the spot. Of course, he also helped when necessary.

Everyone who worked with them on the mission had seen the legendary Minister Lin. When he and Wu Teqin were "guiding the work" on the side, they communicated in P language throughout the process...

Although they have seen a lot of incredible things, they still feel that this thing... is a bit fantasy...

John Woo is like taking someone to the acupuncture point, rubbing this and that.

Because the two of them stayed on the sidelines most of the time and did not affect other people's own arrangements, and sometimes they could help, so although everyone felt strange, they did not reject it.

Lin Fan's experience has also been rapidly improved through different tasks, the cooperation of different teams, and the handling methods of different people in charge.

Zhu Cunjun took a look and found out that this method is feasible!

Simply don't assign tasks to John Woo, and just let him take advantage of other people's tasks openly.

Just like this, three months passed quickly, and Lin Fan was basically familiar with the field staff.

You may not be able to call them all by name, but when you see them, you can recall what tasks they have met before. The nods and smiles are at least sincere.

After seeing Lin Fan's skills several times, the field staff also felt that Minister Lin was well-deserved.

She is indeed a woman who can defeat Xue Ping!

In this way, various strange and bizarre tasks gradually expanded Lin Fan's knowledge.

Some things in the world are not what she imagined at all.

Originally, she was like a frog sitting in a well. She could only see the patch of sky exposed at the mouth of the well, and thought that was all.

"What I'm saying is, can't you go on a mission yourself?" Wang Fengfeng complained again during dinner.

"What's wrong?" Lin Fan held a bowl of snail noodles and sucked at it.

The area where they were sitting was specially separated for the snail noodles. There was a small barrier to isolate the smell so that the odor could not spread.

Wang Fengfeng didn't expect Lin Fan to be so heavy on taste today, and he originally disliked it.

Later, with the idea of ​​​​joining if she couldn't beat her, she also ordered a bowl of snail noodles and fought her with fire.

Hey~ It really doesn’t stink anymore.

"You have been working on the task for several months, do you still want to work on it? Even the performance will not count." Wang Fengfeng felt that he was really worried about them.

Each task will be divided into different performances according to different levels of effort.

It is settled every six months, which is a very important indicator for promotion and salary increase.

Lin Fan and the others were squandering tasks like this because they were not the main staff, so their performance was minimal.

There are even times where you just watch from the beginning to the end without taking any action, and you don’t get a single point of performance.

Wang Fengfeng carefully analyzed the importance of performance to Lin Fan, but she finished a bowl of snail noodles and put the bowl away. "But why do I need performance? My salary is already high enough, and I can't spend it on ordinary days. What is the position above... minister?"

It's the director...

Wang Fengfeng held his chest and leaned back on the chair, receiving a blow from his soul.

That's right, Lin Fan doesn't need those performance things anymore...

His eyes unconsciously turned to John Woo, who was a few tables away, who couldn't stand the smell of snail noodles and was determined not to join them. "Sister, you don't need it anymore, but I, Brother Ang, do, right?"

John Woo is a senior special agent, and his position and salary are much lower than those of the minister.

Lin Fan glanced at John Woo, who had his back to them and didn't even want to look over here, and curled his lips and said, "That's what I said, but the mission was all arranged by you, Brother Ang, and I have to listen to him too."

As a newcomer, she is still very modest.

John Woo asked her to observe, so she did. Ask her to analyze, and she will analyze; ask her to take action, and she will take action...

As for when they would go on a mission on their own, she had not thought about it. But if John Woo decides, she has no objection at all and fully supports it.

Wang Fengfeng thought about it. It was not Lin Fan's decision in the first place.

The progress is all in the hands of John Woo. He knows Lin Fan's performance best. If he feels it's not the right time, it's not impossible to gain more experience and try to be safe.

"Then how do you feel after doing so many tasks?" Wang Fengfeng, a hacker, didn't understand how their field work was done, so he simply ignored it and asked about gossip.

"It's... quite explosive." Lin Fan thought for a while and found a reasonably suitable adjective.

"Really? Haha, I also exploded at the beginning." When Wang Fengfeng heard what she said, he suddenly thought that when he first entered the institute, he was just like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

When Lin Fan heard this, he found a comrade who felt the same way and shared with him some tasks that had particularly impressed him.

In the Special Branch, most tasks are not classified as confidential as long as they do not involve core secrets. In many cases, groups will discuss cases with each other to reduce casualties.

The two of them were talking passionately here, but the other side couldn't stand the snail noodles. John Woo, who was eating alone, met an acquaintance.

"Hey, why are you eating alone today?" A cold teasing voice came from the side.

Wu Yusen turned around when he heard the sound and grinned: "Sister Xu."

The person in charge of the fourth business department, Sister Xu.

When Lin Fan first came to the Special Branch, she was responsible for the first ability test he received.

She is in her forties, thin, fair-skinned, and looks cold and indifferent.

Sister Xu is not a stickler for trivial matters, but she also doesn't like to talk to others.

Seeing that her hands were empty, Wu Yusen thought that the place where he was sitting was not on the necessary route to the entrance and exit, and soon thought that Sister Xu came to see him specially.

"What kind of wind brings you here?" He put down his chopsticks with a smile and stretched out his hand to signal to the seat opposite. "Please take a seat."

Sister Xu was not polite, she twisted around and sat down, crossed her legs, folded her hands around her chest, and opened her mouth to ask. "I heard that you've been doing a lot of work lately?"

"It is indeed leading Lin Fan to learn from the experience." Wu Yusen smiled without changing his face.

"Then do you want to take advantage of my mission?" Sister Xu asked as she looked into the distance and was chatting happily with Wang Fengfeng. She didn't even notice Lin Fan here.

John Woo was stunned and hesitated.

In the past few months, he and Lin Fan had visited all the departments that could handle tasks, except for the fourth business department.

The fourth business department, also known as the supernatural department, has tasks that cannot be described...

When Lin Fan went to take the power test before, Sister Xu said that Lin Fan was a sensitive person.

That is to say, I have a relatively sensitive feeling in this aspect, but that's all.

Coupled with the fact that Lin Fan occasionally showed resistance to this aspect in his daily speech, John Woo kept putting it off.

Although I know I can't avoid it, I can delay it for one day.

Until now, Sister Xu was sitting in front of him.

Indescribable...can I write it?