Just a joke or prank between old friends.
Wang Zixin and his group had received official training a long time ago and were the first group of employees to take up posts at the shelter.
It’s just that the employee levels at that time were not as clearly defined as they are today.
Nowadays, the staff levels in the shelter range from E to A, and the treatment will change with each level promotion.
Their current level, D-level... can be considered a small team leader, although it is still at the bottom.
certainly.
For people like Wang Zixin, if they really want to always keep the title of "Su Ze's friend" on their heads, it would not be difficult to immediately upgrade to a B-level license.
But with great permission comes great responsibility.
Both Wang Zixin and the female squad leader are aware of their own abilities.
Using nepotism to advance one's position will only harm others and oneself.
It is better to take one step at a time, accumulate your abilities and reputation on your own, and slowly move up.
Don't think their mentality is hypocritical.
It's just like going to work. The mentality you have when you go to work when you are poor is different from the mentality you have when you go to work when you are rich.
The more painful the former is, the more pleasurable the latter is.
Their conditions belong to the latter.
If they really can't do it anymore, they can still find Su Ze to complain... For them, this kind of channel is like making a fortune.
"I heard you have an important project to do today?"
After some mutual insults, the female squad leader asked casually while holding a coffee cup.
"Well, an unusual creature appeared on a flat blue planet. It's a giant shark that can read—oh shit, I violated the safety regulations. Oh, and you're also a D-class personnel, so that's it."
Wang Zixin spoke in surprise.
While flipping through the project list on his workstation.
On that form, there was a list of names of a task force.
At the end of the list, there was a newcomer's name called 'Zhong Wen', and it was even noted in detail that this was his first mission.
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Sioux City.
In an apartment building that was just built two years ago.
Top floor, No. 32-08.
A 10-year-old boy named Zhong Wen was in the bathroom, looking in the mirror and adjusting his work clothes for the shelter task force.
“Huh—huh—”
Keeping adjusting his breathing, Zhong Wen scooped up some clean water and splashed it on his face.
"Brother, you're too nervous. You weren't this nervous when I saw you take the written test at the detention center..."
At the door of the study, Zhong Wen's sister, Zhong Siyi poked her head out and complained.
"This is my first mission, so it's normal to be a little nervous."
Zhong Wen defended himself.
"After all, we are survivors of the Doomsday Year. We've seen all sorts of storms and waves. Why are you so nervous? Besides, didn't you say that this mission was easy and the opponents we were dealing with were gentle?"
Leaning against the door frame, Zhong Siyi fiddled with her bob hair and spoke casually.
"Shh... please stop talking. I'm on the verge of violating the tonnage protection regulations."
"Tsk... You didn't tell me the details, so it's not a violation. Besides, with my talent, I'll definitely be hired at the detention center next year. Maybe I'll even become a big boss and become your boss directly."
"Go to sleep. There are all kinds of dreams. You are the only one who is so arrogant."
"Why can't I just be a big shot? Anyway, I won't be like you, getting so nervous about a simple mission."
"You don't understand. The Jianghu isn't about fighting and killing. It's about the ways of the world. Do you think I'm stressed out by the workload? I'm stressed out by my interpersonal relationships. What if I accidentally offend a senior while working?"
This reason sounds like the right one.
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