Lin Xiaoxiao never expected that she would receive a reward of 10,000 yuan for simply helping Qin Jinye speak to Chu Weinian.
Qin Jinye withdrew the money from the bank counter and gave it to Lin Xiaoxiao.
Lin Xiaoxiao wasn't one to mince words, so she accepted the money without hesitation—why not take it if it's free?
Qin Jinye was a cunning old fox. Seeing that Lin Xiaoxiao had accepted the money, he immediately seized the opportunity and said, "The Chu family has a lot of influence in Beijing. Now that you've established a relationship with the Chu family, you should make the most of it. If you need anything, just come to me."
Lin Xiaoxiao smiled and dodged the question, saying, "We'll see."
Seeing her perfunctory attitude, Qin Jinye didn't stay long, said a few words, and left.
The next day, Lin Xiaoxiao went to the National Security Bureau.
After passing through layers of identity verification, I finally reached Director Fan's office.
Just as I was about to knock, the door opened, revealing a familiar face.
"Director Han, it's been a long time." Lin Xiaoxiao greeted him first with a smile.
The person who opened the door was Han Xiu. Judging from his tired and weathered appearance, he had just returned from a mission.
"It's been a long time." Han Xiu smiled when he saw Lin Xiaoxiao. "Is Qin Xiaoshen home? If he is, I'll come to your house for dinner tonight."
Lin Xiaoxiao shook her head.
Han Xiu understood, a hint of regret on his face. "Alright, we'll just have to find another opportunity later."
"I haven't slept for three days. If I don't get some rest soon, I feel like I'm going to die." Han Xiu yawned widely.
Lin Xiaoxiao glanced at him; his dark circles were so heavy they could have made him a national treasure in Province C. He yawned every five seconds, and it seemed like he couldn't stop.
He looked like he had been staying up too late and was suffering from kidney deficiency.
She waved her hand and said, "Go and rest, don't sleep on the street."
Han Xiu yawned again. "It's not that bad."
"Alright, I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going to try to prolong my life."
After Han Xiu left, Lin Xiaoxiao knocked on the door.
The door wasn't closed at all; Director Fan could be seen directly inside from the outside.
Director Fan looked up from a pile of documents with an annoyance. "Why are you knocking? Come in."
The two of them were chatting right outside his door; how could he not hear them?
Lin Xiaoxiao strolled in, "Director, can I ask you something?"
"explain."
Director Fan kept looking down at the documents without raising his head, and asked directly.
"I heard that our bureau's agents are divided into ranks, so what rank am I?" Lin Xiaoxiao hadn't forgotten that a level two agent could own a courtyard house in Beijing.
Director Fan picked up a pen and scribbled around. Instead of answering directly, he asked, "What level do you want to be?"
"Can this thing really be set to any level you want?" Lin Xiaoxiao was a little confused.
"If that's what you're asking, then I definitely want to be a Level 1."
If you can be a Level 1, who would want to be a Level 2 or Level 3?
Anyone knows how to choose the right one.
Director Fan chuckled, "Then you can be a Level 1."
Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes widened, and she couldn't sit still any longer. She stood up abruptly. "Really? You're not kidding me, are you?"
Director Fan straightened up, put down his pen, glared at her, and said, "It's fake."
"You've got quite the ambition, girl. You've only been in the bureau for a short time, and you already want to be a top-level agent."
Why don't you just say you're eyeing my position?
Lin Xiaoxiao chuckled, her eyes constantly glancing at the chair where Director Fan was sitting. "How did you know I'd been thinking about this all along?"
Director Fan said irritably, "Should I stand up and you sit down?"
“Sure.” Lin Xiaoxiao showed no hesitation. “It’s a good opportunity for me to experience what it’s like to sit in this seat beforehand.”
"Dream on."
Director Fan was defeated by her shamelessness.
Lin Xiaoxiao laughed and said, "A soldier who doesn't want to be a general isn't a good soldier. That just proves I'm a good soldier, doesn't it?"
Director Fan couldn't help but laugh, his tone helpless, "You, you really wear your ambition on your sleeve."
But it was this composure that impressed him.
Moreover, Lin Xiaoxiao truly possesses the ability, rather than merely making empty boasts.
Lin Xiaoxiao sat down. "Seriously, Director, am I eligible for a promotion?"
She is very concerned about this matter now.
Director Fan said seriously, "Yes, you can. With your contributions, you're more than qualified for a third-level award."
Leaving aside the discovery of the R country base, let's talk about this trip to the M country.
Lin Xiaoxiao has collected a huge amount of top-secret information from the CIA, the Bureau of Investigation, and the US Army research base; they haven't finished studying it all yet.
Lin Xiaoxiao completed this mission exceptionally well.
They also killed Huang Liangcai, a traitor outside the mission, which greatly shocked the CIA.
Even a level-two special agent would find it difficult to achieve what she did.
In Director Fan's opinion, he deserves at least Level 2, let alone Level 3.
However, the bureau has a strict evaluation system. Lin Xiaoxiao's number of missions has not yet reached the basic threshold for Level 2, so even if she is to be evaluated, she can only be evaluated as Level 3 for now.
Lin Xiaoxiao blinked. "Then why didn't you tell me?"
Director Fan coughed. "I'm not thinking of having you do a few more tasks and then I'll talk to you when you're promoted to level two."
Lin Xiaoxiao said, "Are there any missions in Beijing? I've already accepted them all."
Upgrading to level two is imperative.
"Not taking a vacation?" Director Fan asked, amused.
“Take a break.” I absolutely cannot let go of the rights I’m entitled to. “I spent a few days on the mission, so you can make up for the days off once it’s finished.”
Director Fan: "Don't be impulsive."
Lin Xiaoxiao rubbed her hands together, her expression expectant. "I heard that a Level 3 special agent can earn over a thousand a month. Is that true?"
We need to get the exact word from Director Fan to know for sure.
Regarding benefits, Director Fan didn't mince words, shaking his head, "There aren't that many. The basic salary for level three is 320. There are subsidies for missions, and the higher the mission level, the more subsidies you get."
"What about level two?" Lin Xiaoxiao continued to ask.
Director Fan: "Level 2, 1,200."
Lin Xiaoxiao waved her hand and said, "Stop talking, Director. Just throw all the missions at me that don't require leaving Beijing."
"Someone as impulsive as me should be given some money to calm down."
A monthly salary of 1,200 yuan is the annual income of an average person, not even including subsidies. They also receive a basic salary during holidays.
With such great benefits, she should at least reach level two.
Director Fan flipped through a pile of documents, pulled one out, glanced at Lin Xiaoxiao, and asked, "Are you really going to do a mission?"
Lin Xiaoxiao became anxious, "Then how can it be fake?"
Before her pregnancy becomes too obvious, we should send her out as many missions as possible.
As her pregnancy progressed, she decided to focus on preparing for childbirth.
Sigh, that's what working people are like.
The more effort you put in today, the more you'll be able to hire eight male models tomorrow—oops! I mean, buy eight skyscrapers tomorrow.
Forget about male models or buildings, even a second-level building can be divided into courtyard houses.
A courtyard house that can sell for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of yuan decades later.
What's the difference between this and directly distributing an entire building or thousands of male models?
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