Mecha Star Wars

Lin Fan considers himself a patriotic young man...well, middle-aged.

On weekdays, she would burst into tears with excitement when she saw some people marching past in neat formations, and a sense of pride welled up in her heart.

Of course she had thought about traveling abroad. When she was young, she even gave up her vow to travel around the world.

But when it comes to other things, she really has never thought about it.

At this time, I learned another meaning of the medal, and the grievance of being wronged instantly surged up, and the previous happiness no longer existed.

"Look, this is a grievance." Zhu Cunjun didn't think it was a big deal. "So you are young..."

If Lin Fan hadn't been feeling uneasy, he wouldn't have explained it so clearly. "If I give it to you, just accept it. It's not stolen. What's the point of being uneasy?"

Lin Fan awkwardly didn't want to look at the badge.

I used to think that I was not worthy, but now I feel that it is the golden hoop on Sun Wukong's head, and once I put it on, I can't take it off.

"Don't just pay attention to this part of what I said and ignore the rest." Zhu Cunjun shook his head and said, "The biggest function of this thing is to reward and honor. The other things are just to constrain your morality. Since you don't know how, then what else? What’s the big deal?”

"Director, you put it simply. If you get such a medal, I'm afraid you won't feel better." John Woo could understand Lin Fan.

"Why should it be? I already have it." Zhu Cunjun smiled. "I don't care about the things behind it at all. I won't do things that violate the bottom line anyway, so why waste that feeling."

"What do you have?" Even though Lin Fan was in distress, his attention was attracted by his words.

"Medal! You don't think that I, Director, have worked hard for you guys for most of my life in the special office, but I haven't even gotten a medal, right?" Zhu Cunjun changed his leg and swayed even more with a proud look on his face. .

Director's medal? Never heard of it.

Lin Fan saw Wen Ji and John Woo exchanging glances and asked, "Director, what is your medal?"

"National Medal." Zhu Cunjun felt so proud when he mentioned this.

"Is that the national medal?!" John Woo said in surprise.

They were just discussing how difficult it is to obtain bravery, and as the highest honor, few people have received the National Medal so far.

In my impression, Zhu Cunjun’s name was not there.

Could it be that he is hiding it again? Considering the nature of the special agency, it is very possible.

After Zhu Cunjun was restructured in the Special Affairs Office, he managed the affairs so well, solved numerous problems and hidden dangers, and was very capable.

It seems reasonable for him to receive a national medal.

"But you are different from me. You are worthy of your name..." Lin Fan said.

"What's the difference? What's the difference?" Zhu Cunjun interrupted her and patted the armrest of the sofa pretending to be unhappy, "You're just not confident enough."

"If you feel that your credit is not enough, then roll up your sleeves and work harder to make up for what you owe, right?" Zhu Cunjun knew that these young people lived a comfortable life and sometimes it was easy to get into trouble mentally.

"You know, with great ability comes great responsibility. This badge is not only a reward, but also an encouragement and a warning. You can't just see what you think is bad but ignore the positive meaning. How can that be done?"

"It's obviously a reward for you, but you only see your own shortcomings. It's obviously an encouragement and affirmation, but you only feel pressure. Although the alert makes you feel uncomfortable, is it another kind of attention?"

Zhu Cunjun pointed at John Woo and said, "Don't think I'm giving you chicken soup. Not many people want such an opportunity. Ask him if he wants it?"

John Woo was suddenly called by name. After hearing the question, he sincerely expressed his position: "I want it, but haven't I found the opportunity yet?"

He smiled and said to Lin Fan: "I know that this kind of thing will not be easy on anyone, but then again, mediocrity is the one who is not feared. We all know how capable Xingchen is."

"So far, the superiors have adopted a laissez-faire attitude toward you. It's tolerant, but it's also a kind of indulgence. But there are no restrictions at all. What would you think if you were in a high position and faced the stars?"

"In addition, the welfare in the institute is good, and your annual income is high. To put it bluntly, if you want to leave in a minute, who can stop you? So this kind of moral restriction, although not so pleasant, but I I feel like it’s the lightest form of restriction.”

"After all, no one has said it clearly, it just has this meaning. As long as you don't violate that bottom line, then this restriction can be treated as if it never exists." John Woo advised.

"Actually, it's not like our office doesn't have such things." Wen Ji interjected from the side, "Confidentiality agreements and supervision equipment are actually restricting us to a certain extent. Why don't you feel any resistance to these?"

Lin Fan thought for a while.

It was not that there was no resistance at first, but later I felt that this was normal and I wouldn't do anything anyway, so it didn't matter.

"So, doesn't this mean the same thing?" Wenji spread his hands, "You just think of it as a special monitoring device to monitor your behavior. Not to mention that it is much more meaningful than a monitoring device."

After everyone took turns to persuade him, Lin Fan felt much better. The feeling of being bound slowly loosened.

Yes, there are not so many pure things in this world.

Even she couldn't explain or understand her feelings towards her parents. Why do you still expect medals to be pure rewards?

After Lin Fan figured it out, he secretly complained about his hypocrisy.

No matter how old you are, you are still as innocent as a child. It's probably because he was affected by the shrinkage and hasn't recovered yet.

"I understand, Director," she nodded and looked at the three of them. "I will do what I can to try to live up to the honor brought by this medal. Thank you everyone."

"It'll be good if you figure it out, it'll be good if you figure it out. Hahahaha..." Zhu Cunjun knew that Lin Fan had a delicate mind, and was secretly worried, thinking about letting Jin Sichen take action.

Now that I see her figuring it out so easily, I feel that her character is indeed very good, and I was right.

Lin Fan took the initiative to pick up the velvet box on the coffee table and touched the badge. The cold touch reaches from the fingertips to the bottom of the heart.

Yes, a badge is just a badge, there is no need to give it too much meaning. All she needs to do is represent the award.

Although I am still a little melancholy emotionally, I have completely accepted it intellectually. She slowly closed the lid, touched the bright red velvet surface, and heard Zhu Cunjun say again.

"The leader asked me to come over just now. There is an unexpected task for me."

He looked at Lin Fan with a deep smile.

"Your new mission has arrived."