When Mr. Zhang walked into the office, he felt something unpleasant: the middle-aged man sitting behind his desk with a professional smile on his face was neither the head of the Guangzhou Bay base nor any of the senior executives he had ever met—however, as a veteran and highly regarded mercenary, he knew most of the company's top executives—but the middle-aged man was not the main problem. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info In the shadow in the corner of the room stood a man with a difficult face, bald, wearing a black suit and white shirt, a red tie, and black gloves, looking mysterious and dangerous, enough to make him suspicious.

As if sensing this suspicion, the man in black took a step to the side and stepped out of the shadows. Regrettably, instead of making Zhang Biao feel any better, his movements made him more nervous - his eyes were cold and sharp, like a professional killer examining his target, and Zhang Biao was able to notice this through a brief glance, clearly, understood, and then panicked because of it.

His hand slowly moved to the position where he had put the pistol, though it wasn't there for now.

The middle-aged man saw this action, turned his head to look at the man in black, motioned for him to return to the shadows, and then turned back and flipped through the folders open on the table.

"Zhang Biao?"

"Yes, I am." Zhang Biao nodded mechanically, but his gaze remained on the man in black.

"Please sit down."

Zhang Biao sat down obediently, withdrew his gaze, cast his gaze on the middle-aged man, and waited.

"Sam. Fisher, you can call me Sam, or Mr. Fisher. A simple, seemingly approachable self-introduction, but without much practical significance—Zhang Biao had never heard of a company called Sam. Fisher's senior executives, and, whether it's Sam or Fisher, they all seem too bland, probably just more than John. Smith was a little more profound.

Maybe he's really Sam. Fisher, maybe not. Out of a self-comforting psychology of seeking stability and not wanting things to become complicated, Zhang Biao longs to believe in the former possibility, but his crisis instinct forces him to accept the latter outcome.

He began to apply more vigilance to this Mr. Fisher, and asked, "What are you looking for me, sir?" ”

"Sam, or Mr. Fisher." Seemingly concerned about what people were calling him, Fisher didn't answer the question immediately but first corrected Zhang Biao's small mistake, and then announced with a friend-like smile: "If you don't mind sparing those superfluous politenesses and believe that you can keep your composure, then I can tell you bluntly that you have been fired by the company." ”

No one could have kept their composure after receiving such news, and even if someone could have kept their composure, Fisher's way of speaking could have made him agitated, and as for Zhang Biao, even if he had been mentally prepared, the news was far beyond his expectations - according to his assumptions, he could be transferred to any business unit of the company, but by no means would be fired.

He stood up, like any employee who hears he's been fired by his boss but can't find a reason, and asks - but doesn't raise his voice too much: "Why?" ”

Fisher still had a friend-like smile on his face. "Because the company is in the midst of a change, it needs to lay off some of its employees."

A well-deserved result. Zhang Biao thought. But not enough to convince a person. "I know the company is laying off employees, but I also know there are other positions available—"

"There are no other positions." Fisher regretted, "You came back too late, and all the vacancies were occupied by someone else." ”

"!"

"I'm sorry." Fisher's expression gave the impression that his apology, if there was a fourth or more person here, was heartfelt, and that he was trying to prove it. "As compensation for you, the company can help you get back into the workforce. We can recommend you to join Mr. Liu Xuexun's personal guard who is going to Taiwan to take over the affairs there, we can recommend you to join the militia in Guangdong, we can recommend you to join the Chinese Army, and we can also help you set up your own security service contracting company......"

"But I want to stay at UMBRELLA." Zhang Biao finally raised his voice as an emphasis.

"Why?" Fisher asked, not entirely out of curiosity, but also as part of the job, "Why do you want to stay at UMBRELLA?" ”

"Because...... Because I love UMBRELLA, I can't wait to leave it. Zhang Biao said loudly, and at the same time felt satisfied from the bottom of his heart for the reason he thought of temporarily. Like UMBRELLA and can't afford to leave? PERHAPS, BUT THERE WAS ONLY ONE REASON WHY HE DECIDED TO STAY AT UMBRELLA: HE WAS VERY SATISFIED WITH THE SALARY AND EXTRA INCOME IT OFFERED, AND HE WOULDN'T HAVE PAID MUCH MORE, AT LEAST NOT FOR THE JOBS THAT FISHER MENTIONED.

Except for setting up his own security services contracting company - it's just that Zhang Biao doesn't believe he is capable of running a company, even with assistance.

For the sake of money, he just wants to stay in UMBRELLA, but whether he can fulfill this wish or not, the decision is not in his hands.

The decision belongs to Fisher, and although he is not really in charge, he can make some decisions in his favor.

Zhang Biao is full of expectations.

It's just that Fisher's attitude was not something he could have predicted.

"You love the company and don't want to leave? It sounds like a reason, but ......" he thought for a moment, then added: "If you really want to stay, then you have to give the HR department what you've achieved, not just a little lyricism." ”

Outstanding achievement? Zhang Biao breathed a sigh of relief: as a mercenary who had participated in almost all military operations, the worth mentioning achievements were not something he lacked.

Clearing his throat, he proudly declared: "I fought in Abyssinia, I bled in Vietnam, I was wounded in Manila......"

"I beg your pardon, maybe I didn't explain it clearly, but your reasons are not appropriate." Fisher again expressed his regret, "The personnel department has all your information, you are an excellent and experienced soldier who has participated in almost all the military operations of the company, there is no doubt that these are true, however, there are many people who have the same experience as you, and they did not stay with the company because of this. If you want to do what they haven't been able to, man, you've got to come up with a unique performance that they don't have, now you get the idea? ”

"I see."

"So do you have a unique performance that no one else has?"

"I'm ......," Zhang Biao stopped. He did have one unique achievement that no one else had: the Swede, whose name he could no longer remember, came directly from the secret mission of the company boss. However, it is by no means appropriate to mention it now. Zhang Biao knew what a secret was, and he knew what kind of trouble would be caused by leaking a secret, and that secret was a trump card he had that he could not use lightly and could only be played at the last minute, and now was not the time to do so.

Zhang Biao pondered, and then thought of two reasons that he had always known but did not want to admit: first, his boss would never accept blackmail, and if someone tried to do that, he would buy a ticket to hell, and it wouldn't be long before someone would cut him into pieces and throw him into the Pacific Ocean to feed the sharks, or be sealed with cement and thrown into the sea, as people have been talking about in private; Second, because of the former reason, in fact, he has not yet had the courage to use those secrets to blackmail his bosses.

Of course, Zhang Biao still can't rule out the possibility of playing that trump card at some point in the future, but for now, he can be sure that it is not worth it.

With a very reluctant sigh, he sat down again, bowed his head, and said, "Please tell me about the re-employment plan offered by the company, Mr. Fisher." ”

A friend-like smile immediately returned to Fisher's face. "So, you don't have a unique accomplishment worth mentioning, do you?"

"Nope."

"Interesting." Fisher sighed, but did not explain which point was interesting, but continued: "Frankly, based on your abilities, experience, and good reviews, it would be a huge mistake for you to join Mr. Liu's personal guard, the militia in Guangdong, or the Chinese army, and I don't think you are capable enough to run a private security contracting company, even with assistance......"

"What do you want to say?" Zhang Biao asked.

Fisher ignored the interruption. "Actually, there's another option, not great, but it's better than the previous one, for you." He made a gesture, "We have some special clients, they have some people they don't want to see again, things they don't want to think about again, they don't want to run into troubles again, they entrust the company to solve these problems for them, but they don't want to make it too public, they don't want to be reminiscent of them, and they will even ask us to do our work not like work." You're not quite ready to do the job, but I think with a little training, you can do as well as everyone else. ”

"Assassins?"

"Killers."

Just like I once did. Zhang Biao thought of his first murderous experience, and being able to return to that starting point gave him a glimmer of anticipation.

"I'm willing to ......"

"I think you should listen to me and think about it before you make a decision." Fisher reminds - this is the last part of the job, "If you accept the job, in theory, you work for the company, but in reality, except for a code name, your name is not on any of the company's employee lists, you have nothing to do with the company, and if you fail and cause you to be arrested, the company will not recognize your identity and will not do anything to rescue you......"

Zhang Biao laughed. "I think the company will send another killer to kill me, isn't that true?"

"I can't tell you yet, but, perhaps, who knows." Fisher concluded, "If you're willing to accept this, I'll sign a secret agreement with you on behalf of the company, and if you refuse, this conversation is like it never happened, and I won't mention it to anyone, and you can't mention it to anyone, you understand?" ”

"Totally understood."

"So what was your decision?"

"I said, let's sign that secret agreement."

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Note: There was a small tragedy, after verse 527, I went straight to 558, 559, 560...... Well, now it's only time to rewind the number of the new chapters (to be continued, if you want to know what happens next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )