After Lin Fan adjusted to the time difference, he distributed gifts to everyone as soon as possible.
Zhu Cunjun was indeed very happy and changed his key chain immediately.
Jin Sichen was also very happy and hung the key chain under the desk lamp in the office.
After knowing that Lin Fan was determined to learn P language well, he quickly contacted a good P language teacher for her, online.
After receiving the gift, Wang Fengfeng discovered that the keychain was actually an all-in-one computer model that had been out of print for many years. He even checked it online and was overjoyed after confirming it.
Knowing that Lin Fan wanted to learn P language, he specially bought all her P language learning materials as a token of gratitude.
Jeon Eung-dong carefully selected the screwdriver and locked it in the drawer. It wasn't that he valued the keychain that much, but he was afraid that if he didn't lock it, he would lose it later.
After all, his office has always been a mess.
Locked in the drawer was also Mr. Ban Hai's small wrench. He didn't know where he was busy, so Lin Fan had to ask Quan Yingdong to pass it on.
Wen Ji thanked him politely and pinned the small syringe on the chest pocket of his white coat. It looked quite nice together with the red, blue and black pens.
Lin Fan even went to Xiaoyao Sect specifically to give the sword to his eldest senior brother.
Seeing him staring at the keychain for a long time, she explained that it was a Western sword. She had seen the eldest brother with many Chinese swords, so he should also have a few different kinds of foreign swords.
Le Zhengyuan said nothing. He stretched out his hand and produced a Western sword that looked exactly like the one on the keychain, and "beat" Lin Fan...
"That's what I mean. Senior Brother is really ruthless." Xue Ping complained, "Tsk tsk." As long as he was not the one being tortured, he was in a relatively happy mood.
"If you have the guts, say that in front of Senior Brother." Jin Sichen swallowed the food in his mouth and sneered coldly.
Xue Ping rolled his eyes at him and said, "If I dare to say it to his face, would I have to complain about it here?"
"You really dare to take responsibility for your actions!" Wang Fengfeng gave him a thumbs up.
"What is there to be afraid of? Who in the entire institute is not afraid of the eldest brother? You? Or you?" After asking Wang Fengfeng, Xue Ping asked Jin Sichen.
Neither of them said anything and just lowered their heads to eat.
Not everyone is as shameless as Xue Ping and can admit defeat so easily.
"But then again, Lin Fan has been trained in this way by the senior brother. If you round it off, isn't that equivalent to being his apprentice?" Xue Ping trembled his legs, rubbed his chin with his hand, and looked at Lin Fan who was eating hard.
"Then if I defeat you, wouldn't that be considered revenge to some extent?"
"What's this? You can't beat the master, so you beat the apprentice?" Wang Fengfeng was the first to complain.
"Why should I fight with you?" Lin Fan had been tortured by P-articles recently and didn't want to spend any extra energy.
"Well, the disciple has to pay off the master's debt!" Xue Ping said as if it was a matter of course.
"What's your Chinese proficiency?" Wu Yusen said with disdain. "If you can't speak, don't speak, okay? Lin Fan isn't the senior brother's apprentice. You want revenge? That's easy. The senior brother is right there on Xiaoyao Mountain. If you don't know the way, I can take you there for free."
"Hey, you guys, whenever Lin Fan is mentioned, it's like someone stepped on your tail?" Xue Ping ignored Wu Yusen's words and shook his head. "Don't you think that a sparring match would be good for her, too."
"Benefits?" Lin Fan looked at him. "What benefits can there be from fighting?"
"Of course." Xue Ping saw Lin Fan take up the conversation and leaned forward to the table. "Think about it, it's been so long since you've been apprenticed under Senior Brother. You still don't know what your level is, right?"
That was indeed the case. Lin Fan only knew that she was quite capable, but she had no idea to what extent.
I had exchanged a few moves with Shen Bei before, but due to the limitations of the venue and some other reasons, I was unable to exert my full strength.
The last time they sparred was before she left 800. At that time, she was already able to fight Song Ren on equal terms. Logically, she should be stronger than Song Ren now.
Lin Fan looked at John Woo.
"Why are you looking at him? Look at me." Xue Ping stretched out his arm and snapped his fingers twice in front of Lin Fan's eyes, successfully drawing her attention back. "So, don't you want to give it a try?"
Needless to say, Lin Fan was actually quite moved.
The others no longer objected and wanted to see how powerful Lin Fan was now.
"Don't think that your original intention can be covered up just because what you said makes sense." But John Woo was not so easily fooled.
"Oh, why bother with so many things? Just tell me whether you want to see it or not." Xue Ping waved his hand and piqued everyone's interest nonchalantly.
John Woo smiled and didn't stop him.
As the saying goes, if you don't do it, you won't die. Since someone is rushing to die, as a brother, of course we won't stop him.
It just so happened that he also wanted to see how strong Lin Fan was.
A group of people laughed and made an appointment for the fight to be held tomorrow.
The next day, Xue Ping, full of confidence, was hit hard by Lin Fan in the fighting arena.
When he wasn't holding a weapon, he could indeed use his strength to slightly suppress Lin Fan.
But when John Woo threw out his weapon, the situation became one-sided. Even though Xue Ping was also holding a weapon, he could not resist the defeat.
Once again, John Woo was thankful that he had the foresight to not mention the fight in front of Lin Fan, otherwise, he would be the one in trouble.
My friends who had dinner with me yesterday also widened their eyes.
After they knew that Lin Fan was studying under the senior brother, they realized that a famous teacher would definitely produce an outstanding student, but they did not expect that she could be so amazing.
With Lin Fan’s current level, there are few people in the Special Affairs Office who can be her opponent unless they use their supernatural powers.
Of course, she must be armed with a weapon.
"What did I say?" Xue Ping smiled and put his arm around Lin Fan's shoulder, walking over together. "Can you see her abilities firsthand?"
Jin Sichen snorted coldly, pinched the skin on the back of his hand, and pulled his dog paw off Lin Fan's shoulder. "Just talk, why are you so close?"
Xue Ping bared his teeth and made a bitter face. "She beat me up and paralyzed me, and I can't even put my arm around her? Lin Fan didn't say anything, and you..."
Seeing Jin Sichen lower his head and about to show his eyes again, he immediately admitted his mistake, "Okay, okay, you are right, everything you said is right. Fengfeng, come here, let me lean on you."
Wang Fengfeng smiled and offered his shoulder.
Everyone was watching, and Xue Ping was not pretending that he couldn't get up.
He couldn't be like Lin Fan, who could replenish his health with just one meal. He probably wouldn't be able to jump around for a few days.
When Lin Fan and Xue Ping were fighting, there were more than just their dinner buddies watching.
The news that "Xue Ping from the Special Service Department was completely defeated by Lin Fan, the Minister of Mobile Affairs" spread like wildfire in the Special Affairs Office.
Now, those who knew Lin Fan and those who didn’t had a deep understanding of her strength.
After all, the skills of those senior agents of the Secret Service are extraordinary.
After Zhu Cunjun got the news, he was relieved and happy. He said "good, good, good!" three times in a row without asking how Xue Ping was doing.
I wonder if Xue Ping would feel a little lost if he knew this?
Lin Fan didn't know that she had become famous in the Special Affairs Office.
After returning to my office, I lay down on the sofa. I was so tired.
The phone on the coffee table dinged, and she lazily reached over to take a look.
"Group 623 has a new unread message."
