Battlefield Contract Worker

"What kind of person do you think I am? The kind of person who works for money?" Lin Rui looked at Mr. Mi and said.

"You are a fighter. A fighter can only be considered a true fighter on the battlefield." Mr. Mi said lightly, "Actually, we have other considerations in choosing you. Your social relationship is simple, and you have no relatives except your grandfather. Even if something really happened, no one will hold it accountable.”

"The accident you're talking about, is it crippled like you, or did you just die?" Lin Rui looked at Mr. Mi and asked.

"Everything is possible." Mr. Mi said calmly, "but don't worry, even if you die unexpectedly, we will be responsible to the end. If you die on the battlefield, the company will put a sum of money into your account, enough for your grandfather. Retirement. If you live to complete our contract, of course everyone will be happy."

Lin Rui was silent for a long time before standing up slowly. He put away the contract on the table, looked at Mr. Mi and said, "I need to think about it again."

"This is a decision that can affect your destiny, and I hope you think about it carefully. But don't take it too long, you know the opportunity is fleeting. If you miss it, it will never come again. I am looking forward to our fellowship." Mr. Mi smiled at Lin Rui and handed him a business card. "Think about it, call me."

Lin Rui didn't say anything, just took the contract and left quietly.

Mr. Mi stood at the window and watched Lin Rui's lonely back downstairs drifting away, his eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water. He rarely misreads people, and he already knows that this young man will take his word for it, and even take the job. He silently took out a cigarette, but didn't smoke it, just put it in front of his nose and smelled it.

Someone approached the office. The person who came was probably in their thirties, with short hair and a black coat. He looked at Mr. Mi with a slight smile and said, "You seem to be very concerned about this young man. Is there anything special about him?"

"Everyone is special. Although they have many similarities, in a strict sense, everyone is unique. You are special, and he is no exception." Mr. Mi didn't look back, it seemed Know who the person who asked him was.

"Hey, what you said seems to be deliberately covering up something." The man smiled, walked to his side, took out a lighter and lit it up.

Mr. Mi sighed, blew out the flame, shook his head and said, "I quit."

"Am I right? Michelle, the legendary figure in the company, the silver wolf in the mercenary world, has quit smoking. This world is crazy. It seems that you deliberately want to make a clean break with your previous life." That person Shrugged.

"One day, you will also step down like me, walk into the management of the company, and have a new life. There is no sweaty camouflage uniform, no blood, or even the smell of gunpowder, but instead Suits, offices, coffee cups. In order to survive, people must integrate into the environment. This is the environment I have to face now." Mr. Mi said calmly and authentically.

"Let's talk about it when I live until that day." The man in the black coat smiled and said.

"Zhao Jianfei, how is the thing I asked you to do?" Michelle looked at the man.

The man in the black coat nodded and said, "It's done, a total of 15 new recruits are from all over the country. I have personally inspected and there are many good seedlings. After a month, they will be sent to the training camp. We have a regular contract and a regular overseas labor visa. However, the young man just now doesn't seem to have been determined yet."

"He's not something you need to worry about. I'm not mistaken, he will come." Michelle said lightly.

When Lin Rui returned home, it was past his usual meal time, and he was too late to cook, so he just bought a few steamed buns on the way. After returning home, he went into his grandfather's room. The old man didn't seem to notice that he was back at all, just stared out the window in a daze.

Lin Rui walked up to him, picked up the steamed bun and handed it to him. "It's dinner, grandpa."

"Eat..." The old man turned around dully and repeated his words in a mechanical voice.

"Yes, it's time to eat." Lin Rui smiled and said, "The steamed buns were just out of the cage. They were still warm when they were bought, and they are still warm now. You sit and eat slowly, and I'll boil some water."

"Son, are you back? I don't know if Xiao Rui has eaten, or will you send it to him?" The old man said tremblingly. He doesn't know Lin Rui anymore, and he has been treating his grandson as a son these days. His memory was a mess, and most of the time it was still stuck in a few years ago.

"Grandpa, I am Xiao Rui." Lin Rui forced a smile. But his heart is full of bitterness. Who would have thought that now this old man, who is not even aware of his consciousness, once won the national martial arts championship. When he was young, with his good fists and feet, ordinary people couldn't get close to him. But now, it is difficult for him to even put his head down and put on his shoes.

"Grandpa, I went out to look for a job today." Lin Rui looked at his grandfather and whispered, "There is a job, but it's a little dangerous. I don't know if I should agree. I don't want to leave you, but I can't give you a job when I'm by your side. What are you, I can't even find a job as a security guard... Forget it, I know you don't understand." His smile was somewhat bitter, "But if I agree, I will have money, and you will get Better care and maybe pay off some debt."

Lin Rui sighed and leaned against the door frame alone, his expression unclear whether it was melancholy or helplessness.

He looked back at the contract on the table again. He had to admit that the salary package on the contract was a temptation for him. But he always felt a little uneasy. After agreeing to the job, maybe one day he will die in Africa, the Middle East, or somewhere he can't even name himself. To die without dignity, to be trampled on, like a dog.

But the words of Mr. Mi still echoed in his ears, like an inescapable spell. Finally, he sat down, looked at the contract carefully, and then signed his name on the contract. After doing all this, Lin Rui suddenly seemed to feel empty. He looked back at his grandfather again, who was still in a daze, mumbling something unconsciously.

Lin Rui walked over to him and covered his knees with a blanket. Looking at his grandfather's aged face, he suddenly felt the urge to cry. "I will come back, alive. Five or six years is not too long, everything will be fine, trust me." Lin Rui looked at his grandfather and said calmly.

Lin Rui called Mr. Mi and said in a low voice, "Is that Mr. Mi?"

"You are Lin Rui, I can hear your voice. How is it, what is the result of the consideration?" Mr. Mi said lightly, "If you think about it, I hope you will come tomorrow and bring relevant documents. In addition, I I know that you need money, so I have prepared a sum for you as an advance payment from the company to you. As for your grandpa, I have also contacted a good nursing institution, and they are very happy to accept it. The cost has been paid once It took two years to pay for sex. Of course, the follow-up costs are up to you."

"Thank you. However, what kind of documents do I need?" Lin Rui frowned.

"Identity proof, because you have to go abroad, you must also go through the passport and other related procedures. Don't worry about this, we will handle it." Mr. Mi said calmly, "If you have already decided, then come to me tomorrow morning."

Lin Rui was silent for a while and said, "Okay."

The next day, he went to Mr. Mi's office again. However, this time was different from last time. Not only Mr. Mi, but also a middle-aged man in a black coat with a flat head was in the office. Seeing Lin Rui coming in, Mr. Mi smiled slightly, "Just come. Let me introduce, this is Zhao Jianfei, a person from the company's training department. He will be in charge of the specific work and daily training of you guys. Next During the year and a half of training, you will all deal with each other."

Zhao Jianfei smiled indifferently, "That's right. Welcome, young man."

Lin Rui shook hands with him, feeling that his hand was very strong and full of calluses. Not the kind of ordinary work, but a gun cocoon. Generally speaking, calluses are most likely to form at the junction of the fingers and the palm, and the calluses produced by the gun are grown on the hand, close to the tiger's mouth. Although Zhao Jianfei always had a smile on his face, it always gave him a sense of danger.

Zhao Jianfei seemed to sense Lin Rui's strangeness, and smiled slightly, "Don't be surprised, people like us are more or less skilled workers. By the way, you are also working abroad as a technician. You can't say you directly. Are you going abroad to be a mercenary? Sit down, Lin Rui."

Lin Rui nodded and sat down.

Zhao Jianfei glanced at him and said calmly, "From now until departure, you have a month to prepare. When you leave, try not to worry about anything. Don't bring any items that may represent your personal information. What you need Everything, the company will provide."

"Why?" Lin Rui frowned.

"Okay, my first advice to you is not to ask why." Zhao Jianfei looked at Lin Rui and said calmly, "Don't ask now, and don't ask in the next five years. Remember, we are technicians. Blue-collar workers, not decision-makers. But I can answer your question, because you are going abroad as a skilled worker. When the training camp is over, you will die. Of course, it is only legal death. We will issue Official accident report stating that you died in an industrial accident abroad."

"Why do you want to do this?" Lin Rui frowned.

"In order to relieve your worries. Because at that time you will be on the battlefield, in various hot spots around the world, and in various complex environments. You never want to involve your family because of your actions. And everything you carry may represent Items with your personal information will be an implicit threat." Zhao Jianfei said with a smile.

"Where are we going to receive training?" Lin Rui asked, looking at this strange and dangerous man.

Zhao Jianfei said calmly, "Frozen hell."