On the first day of work in the new year, a mobilization meeting must be held.
Summarizing the past and looking forward to the future...it seems that a set of processes has been formed that every unit must have.
When Zhu Cunjun was young, he hated these meaningless, time-wasting meetings the most. He privately scolded the speakers for talking too much nonsense, until he was the one holding the microphone...
It's really a matter of time...
In order to prevent the people sitting below from cursing him in their hearts, Zhu Cunjun spoke briefly and to the point.
After announcing last year’s task completion rate, losses, and income and expenditure, we focused on summarizing several serious lessons.
He then talked about several directions of this year's plan, gave a few final words of encouragement to everyone, and announced the end of the meeting promptly.
Thunderous applause rang out, and Zhu Cunjun bowed and left the stage with a smile.
"You guys are driving really fast." Lin Fan was sitting in the auditorium with thousands of people, and he felt that these people's applause for Zhu Cunjun was sincere.
After all, it is rare for a meeting to only last half an hour when so many people are mobilized.
"That's always the director's style." Wu Yusen also clapped his hands and turned to explain to Lin Fan, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? To make it seem like he's getting paid for nothing? Here, we're all about ability. Being quick, ruthless, and accurate is the key."
"What you said..." Lin Fan suspected his words were sarcastic, but she had no evidence. "Is the director also like this in meetings outside?"
"That's not the case." Wu Yusen stood up and walked out with the others, always protecting the little man in front of him who was much shorter than him. "Just talk to the person you want to talk to. If they talk too much, he will also follow suit and flatter them."
Dealing with outsiders is no easy task. Zhu Cunjun's perpetually cheerful demeanor and good nature have earned him numerous advantages.
"This is the first time I've seen so many people in the institute." Lin Fan's vision was filled with legs, making her dizzy.
When John Woo told her about the meeting, she expected a large crowd, but she didn't expect it to be so crowded when she walked right into the auditorium. The three floors above and below were a sea of people, at least two to three thousand people.
"This is only a part of it. Some are outside and haven't returned, like Xue Ping; some can't come due to special reasons, like Mr. Qian; and some can't come to the scene but watch the video online, like Wang Fengfeng. Of course, there are also some who just don't want to come, and there are quite a few of them." John Woo said.
"How could they not come?" Lin Fan asked in surprise. She thought all the staff in the institute had come.
A few thousand people is not a small number. If it were a large company, it would fill up an entire office building from top to bottom. But I didn't expect that this was not all.
"Sure," Wu Yusen said with a smile. "Either way, the email will be sent to the work email address. But most people still want a sense of ceremony, just like giving out red envelopes."
Lin Fan touched the red envelope in his pocket and felt what was going on.
Zhu Cunjun's red envelopes were not big, only 50 yuan each. For people with their income, such an amount is simply not worth mentioning.
But she still feels happy when she receives it. Maybe it’s the so-called sense of ritual.
"I should wish the director a happy new year, right?" Lin Fan asked, holding the red envelope. "In our hometown, you have to wish the elders a happy new year before you can get a red envelope."
"It's okay. You can wish him a happy new year when we have a meeting later. He's probably busy now."
John Woo took Lin Fan back and introduced her to the places they passed by as they walked.
The roads to the Special Affairs Office are really well connected.
Lin Fan had already recognized many places years ago, but he didn’t expect there were still so many now.
She felt the office area was about as big as the 800-square-meter underground bunker. But she wasn't sure. She hadn't explored the entire underground bunker, and she certainly hadn't explored the entire Special Affairs Office either.
After returning to the office, the two had just rested for a while when they received a meeting notice.
It was the same meeting room as last time, with the same familiar faces, except that this time, Mr. Qian and Xue Ping were not there, and there were Quan Yingdong and another unfamiliar face.
Lin Fan says "Happy New Year" whenever he sees someone.
When Wang Fengfeng saw how small she had become, he was so shocked that his eyes popped out.
He had not been notified of the meeting.
It’s just that he was present at the meeting last year, and knowing that Lin Fan was going to turn into a star today, he insisted on coming to see it for himself.
Unexpectedly, before I saw the stars, I was scared by Xiao Linfan.
"Hello, Lin Fan." Quan Yingdong still had that big beard, but it looked like he had trimmed it and it wasn't as messy anymore.
The news of Lin Fan becoming smaller was spread through his mouth, so he was not too surprised to see her, but was just amazed at how cute she had become.
Was she this pretty before?
Quan Yingdong tried hard to search his memory. It seemed that he had no recollection...
Seeing the child wishing him a happy new year, the stranger nearby pulled out a red envelope from his pocket, squatted down with a smile, and said, "Nice to meet you, Lin Fan. It's just a small gift, not a token of respect."
Lin Fan looked up at Wu Yusen and took it when he saw him nod. "Thank you."
She looked the man over.
He was in his 40s, thin, with a stern look, his brows constantly furrowed, and his face had shallow wrinkles.
His hair was a little gray, and he looked a little old. But he was energetic, with bright eyes, and was smiling at her.
Years ago, Zhu Cunjun said that he had asked his senior brother to teach her how to use cold weapons.
When Lin Fan saw him, his first reaction was to think of this person. He asked, "Are you the eldest brother?"
There was laughter.
"He's not the eldest senior brother." Jin Sichen walked forward with a smile, put his arm around his shoulder and introduced him, "This is the director of the medical department, Wen Ji. He will be fully responsible for your health from now on."
Because of the straightforward approach of the Special Office, all the technical department heads are pragmatic. Unlike the 800, their heads are mostly administrative, responsible for various trivial matters.
There is no need for special matters. Their department's trivial matters are handled by special department logistics, and the minister only needs to specialize in his own professional field.
Most of the people in the medical department are ordinary people who enter the special agency with their superb medical skills.
Wen Ji became a minister at the age of less than 50, and his ability is beyond doubt.
At this moment, a smile crossed his serious face as he squatted down and said to Lin Fan, "Your health information has been transferred to me from 800. After the meeting, if you're free, come with me for a physical examination. We'll see if there are any changes inside your body since you became smaller."
Lin Fan nodded.
It's just a checkup, she's used to it being done every two weeks. Even though nothing can be found... but it's better than finding nothing. It's better than finding something.
"Oh, you already know each other?" Zhu Cunjun pushed the door open and looked at the happy crowd.
Everyone greeted him, and Lin Fan even ran up to him to wish him a happy new year.
Looking at that cute little face, looking up and saying auspicious words seriously, Zhu Cunjun is so happy...
He was so happy that he took out all the red envelopes in his pocket.
Zhu Cunjun couldn't resist the little cutie either.
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