Seeing Lin Fan avoiding, Jin Sichen winked at everyone, signaling them to stop talking.
The director turned to Wu Yusen and said, "After the meeting, take Lin Fan to the Human Resources Department to register for employment. I told Cui Yan that Lin Fan was already ours, so he didn't bother me too much. Let's get this done quickly and don't give him a chance."
"Okay, I get it." Seeing Lin Fan lower her head and show no other emotion, Wu Yusen felt a little relieved. "What position should she be assigned to? Which department will she be assigned to? What's her salary level?"
"I've already decided everything. Just bring someone to sign it." After the director finished speaking to Wu Yusen, he instructed Lin Fan, "Lin Fan, from today on, you are a member of the Special Affairs Office. Your salary is enough for you to live a prosperous life and support your parents. You can create value, and you can create great value for your family and your country. You are a precious asset to our Special Affairs Office and even to our country. If anyone wants to recruit you to work for them in the future, please tell me and I will immediately increase your salary!"
After hearing this, Lin Fan couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
"Look, are you smiling? It's really easy to make Lin Fan happy," the director said to everyone with a smile, and then instructed, "Sichen, prepare everything in the next two days. We're scheduled to leave the morning after tomorrow."
"Xiao Wu, you drive them there. You and Sichen will take turns driving. 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. It's like home."
Lin Fan nodded, and the other two responded, and the meeting was over.
Mr. Qian disappeared in a flash.
The director also hurried back to the office. He just discovered that money seemed to bring a certain sense of security to Lin Fan. It seemed that the personnel contract could be revised again.
Given that Lin Fan's condition wasn't ideal for conversation, the others didn't move in to say much. After all, there was still plenty of time to go. Once Lin Fan recovered, there would be plenty of opportunities. After greeting John Woo, they all gathered around Jin Sichen and began to whisper.
John Woo took Lin Fan to the Human Resources Department slowly. A specialist retrieved Lin Fan's contract, printed it out, and took it back to his office to study it carefully.
Lin Fan's contract was signed by the director himself, and the salary was much higher than the basic salary that John Woo had previously told Lin Fan.
The base salary was set at 30,000, and all other benefits were raised accordingly. Furthermore, to cater to Lin Fan's special needs, the director even created a new department—the Mobile Department.
This name... John Woo smacked his lips, and decided to just keep reading.
As the first and only member of the Mobile Division, Lin Fan was immediately given the position of Deputy Director. This position was slightly lower than Jin Sichen's Director, but higher than Wu Yusen's Senior Special Agent.
However, due to the unique nature of the Mobile Department, Lin Fan was left without a commander. Furthermore, she was leaving the day after tomorrow, and she hadn't even been assigned a workstation. She held the title of Deputy Minister, but had no opportunity to exercise her authority, and her salary wasn't even at the level of a Deputy Minister.
All I can say is that the director might have arranged this position specifically for Lin Fan in order to motivate her and boost her sense of belonging. It's hard to say whether this department will ever welcome a second member.
Wu Yusen glanced over it and found no problem, so he handed it to Lin Fan. Lin Fan didn't have the patience to read the densely packed pages, so she asked Wu Yusen if the funeral compensation would be over 10 million yuan if she died, and then signed it neatly.
Wu Yusen was about 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 not to think about it?"
Lin Fan was tired, half lying on the sofa and replied, "Didn't they say the director of the 800 Institute would slice people up? I have to be prepared so that if it comes to that, I don't have to worry about my family being left without a place to go. It's worth it to exchange this much money for my life."
Wu Yusen helplessly comforted her: "Auntie, your life is worth more than 10 million. At your current salary level, you can earn that much in 5 years. Besides, the matter about the director is just a rumor, it may not be true. Don't scare yourself."
"You don't understand. That's surplus value. It's hard to say whether they can figure out anything by then. What if they don't have any other solution?" Lin Fan is definitely a representative of pessimism.
Wu Yusen knew this about her, so he didn't argue with her. Instead, he changed the subject. "That's not the case. They've been researching mechas for years, and they're very different from us."
Lin Fan still refused to give up and insisted on getting an answer: "If I get cut off right after I get there, will my parents be able to get the pension?"
"Can we think of something better?" John Woo was convinced.
"Can I?" Lin Fan asked.
Knowing that she would keep asking until she got an answer, John Woo turned the contract to the section about funeral allowance and pointed it out to her.
Lin Fan looked at the clear black and white writing: Party A will be responsible for all funeral arrangements for Party B, and will also provide Party B's family with a funeral allowance of 13.5 million yuan. Full payment will be made within three business days.
Party B is Lin Fan.
Yes, it was indeed more than 10 million. Lin Fan saw it clearly and felt relieved. He threw the contract on the coffee table, no longer caring about it, and closed his eyes to rest.
"Lin Fan." John Woo picked up the contract and called her.
"Hmm?" Lin Fan snorted without moving.
"Are you scared?" Thinking of how she seemed nonchalant yet kept bringing up the topic of slicing, Wu Yusen felt she wasn't as calm as she appeared. These past few days, not only Lin Fan, but even he himself was feeling overwhelmed.
Just when Wu Yusen thought Lin Fan was asleep, he heard a soft response.
"Um."
"Why don't you say you're afraid?"
This time, after waiting for a long time, there was no answer. Lin Fan must have fallen asleep. Wu Yusen sighed softly and got up to go to the Human Resources Department to deliver the contract.
A while after he left, a long sigh was heard in the office: "What's the point of saying it..."
After completing Lin Fan's employment procedures, John Woo went to find Jin Sichen.
Jin Sichen was tidying up things in his office.
This time, in addition to Lin Fan's information, I also need to bring some books and materials. We need to reinforce 800 psychologists, and I'm not sure what their level is. Bringing more professional books will help prevent any problems.
John Woo told Jin Sichen about Lin Fan’s performance just now.
"Fear?"
"Yes, she's afraid of being sliced. But she hides it." Wu Yusen was helpless. "Do you think the slicing incident... is true?"
"That's why I stopped you from saying it. Lin Fan is actually very fragile mentally. A small thing can easily make her feel uneasy, let alone such a terrifying incident related to herself." Jin Sichen said as he cleaned up.
"Hey, it wasn't me who said that, okay? It was the Director." Wu Yusen felt very wronged. "Actually, I can understand the Director's point of view. After all, it's better to tell someone about something in advance so that they can be prepared than to keep them in the dark until the moment comes. So, how true do you think the slicing story is?"
"What do I think is the use?"
"I'm just asking how you feel. Aren't you known for your high IQ? I want to be mentally prepared."
"If you insist, I feel it's true." Jin Sichen paused his movements and leaned against the table. "But the reason might not be what the legend says. If Cui Yan were truly that deranged, he wouldn't have become the director of the 800. After all, the security review... you know."
"Are you saying there's something hidden?" John Woo pressed on.
"There's probably a hidden story, but it's also true that this guy is ruthless," Jin Sichen analyzed. "So he's still a dangerous person. Don't even mention Lin Fan being scared. Didn't you see that the director is a little scared too?"
"The Director is not afraid of him at all. The Director is afraid that Lin Fan will be hurt by him!"
"Same idea. Anyway, I will pay special attention to this person. Do you have anything else to say?" Jin Sichen drove him away.
"It's still about Lin Fan. Didn't she say she was afraid? Don't you need to intervene?" John Woo remembered the purpose of looking for someone.
"For Lin Fan, words of comfort are very weak. Just telling her not to be afraid is useless. The more you talk, the more she'll think. At this stage, she can still adjust on her own, so I won't interfere too much. Once she gets used to the environment, she'll be able to sense whether there's any danger herself. I'll then act accordingly."
"So I'm not going to do anything now?"
"If her mood doesn't change significantly, let's maintain the status quo. She's been ill for so many years, she has her own way of adjusting. Besides, we're leaving the day after tomorrow, and she'll have a lot of other things on her mind by then. Suppressing this fear won't necessarily lead to too bad consequences. Don't worry, I'm here with you."
"Okay, I hope she can come to her senses." Wu Yusen sighed again. He found that he had been sighing frequently since he met Lin Fan.
"Don't worry about her. She is fragile and sensitive, sure, but she has been able to hold on for such a long time on her own. She must be stronger than you think. You'd better go back and pack your things so that you don't lose anything when you leave." Jin Sichen said with disgust.
Wu Yusen slammed the door in anger and returned to his office to continue sorting out Lin Fan's information. The director had just sent a message saying that Lin Fan's basic information, especially his current depression status, should be sent to Xie Gong at 800, so that he could get a general idea and make some preparations in advance.
While Lin Fan was sleeping, John Woo sent the sorted information to the director via email and modified the monitoring device in Lin Fan's mobile phone.
The original device installed was a one-time self-destructive listening device. At that time, it was thought that Lin Fan’s memory would be erased in a few days. Now it is naturally no longer applicable, so it was changed to a monitoring device for employees only.
After finishing all this, it was time for dinner. Wu Yusen woke Lin Fan up, and the two of them went to the cafeteria to eat, and then sat on the beach for a while before Lin Fan went back to his room to rest.
After John Woo left, Lin Fan opened the French window and sat on the terrace, watching the ebb and flow of the tide on the dark coast. The sound of the tide seemed to wash away her restless heart.
The sound of "ding-ling-ding-ling" rang out, and Lin Fan didn't pay attention at first. After a while, he realized that it was his cell phone ringing.
Ever since she had a nightmare last time, she had changed the ringtone to "clang clang clang" to avoid constantly thinking of a hammer hitting her head. After that, she forgot about it and rarely received calls, so she didn't react even when the ringtone rang for a long time.
Seeing the name on the screen, Lin Fan didn't want to answer. But then he thought about having to go to 800 soon, and the uncertainty of the future. If the result was not good, he couldn't just leave without an explanation. He sighed softly and answered the call anyway.
"Xiao Fan, why did you take so long to answer the phone?" Mother Lin's high-pitched voice came from the other end of the receiver.
