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Chapter 2699 The Moon Isn't That Round (First Update, Please Subscribe)
We will always remember!
This is a promise that a country makes to everyone.

Citizens fulfill their obligations, and the state fulfills its responsibilities.

This is not just a verbal or short-term promise, but something that requires long-term commitment and consensus from the entire society.

It is precisely because of this consensus that when television news reports on the various compensations given to the fallen soldiers, the public does not feel that it is a big deal.

Because it is taken for granted.

When a soldier bleeds and sacrifices his life, the country will take good care of his family.

People have long since formed this consensus over the past few decades, so they don't think much of it; it's a habit, just as they respect and remember it.

However, this habit is instilled and formed through accumulated activities over time. Once this habit becomes a widely accepted social consciousness, no one can shake it anymore.

Eventually, habits become customs, and eventually, they become things passed down from our ancestors.

However, not everyone thinks so.

Watching the news on TV, listening to experts calculating how much compensation and benefits the families of those who died in battle could receive, hearing the enormous figures they calculated, even including the children who could receive child benefits up to age 18 according to regulations.

Wang Jianguo was completely stunned. His eyes widened, filled with shock. He was truly dumbfounded.

"Wow, so many people, how much money will that cost...?"

Unlike many others, Wang Jianguo looked at all this with disdain and even a certain resistance.

"Is it really necessary? Is this how you try to win people's hearts?"

As he smoked a cigarette and watched the news, mentally grumbling, his brow furrowed, and a number kept repeating to himself.

"More than 1500 people, so much compensation, it adds up to hundreds of millions... hundreds of millions! So much hard-earned money, just like that, given to them..."

Thinking of this, his brows furrowed even more. In his opinion, this was simply absurd. Giving compensation was fine, but... this was far too much.

Although this place is very developed and very wealthy.

But is it really necessary to give them so much money? Do they really need to do this?
Naturally, Wang Jianguo thought of the news he had seen about pressing a grenade down with his chest, and in that instant, he suddenly seemed to understand something.

"Actually, these are typical mercenaries from Western countries!"

Yes, that's right, mercenaries.

What makes them willing to load grenades and charge into battle? It's all because of the money!
"That's right, that's exactly it... because there's a war going on, that's why they're making such a big fuss about it!"

Finally, after figuring out the key point, Wang Jianguo's furrowed brows lifted slightly, and he grinned:
"No wonder they were willing to spend so much money. It was all to win people's hearts. There's a war going on now, and they need to coax those cannon fodder to the battlefield!"

After drawing a conclusion, Wang Jianguo thought about it for a moment and even picked up a pen to write an article. He felt it was necessary to record everything so that it might be published in the newspaper if he went back in the future.

Is the moon rounder in foreign countries?
It's definitely not round.

As he wrote, the dormitory air conditioner blew cool air, and the only sound in the pleasantly warm room was the scratching of the pen on the paper...

……

Actually, compensation and the like are just minor matters.

What do newcomers need?
Of course, the goal is to integrate into this place as quickly as possible. For Sun Qifan, who is already 35 years old, everything still feels like a dream.

When he graduated from high school at the age of twenty, he went to Qinghai to work in the countryside, where he stayed for nearly fifteen years. Three years ago, through an introduction, he finally managed to marry Xiao Xu, who came from Shanghai.

But who would have thought that a notice to return to the city would cost him his wife and children?

Just when he thought he would grow old alone on the farm, another notice came, sending him back to the city, where, like many others, he was unemployed.

A few days later, everything changed dramatically again.

He came to this unfamiliar country with his grandparents and mother, and the one who brought about all these changes was the father he had hated for decades.

My father passed away decades ago.

Now that he has come here, to this country, what about the future?
"Actually, you should go to university."

Once again, while on night shift at the company, team leader Qin Yuzhou looked at Sun Qifan, who was five years older than him, and said:
“You’re 35 years old now. Even if you work in the security department for another ten years, you’ll only be a team leader at most, and your salary will only increase by two levels. But if you graduate from university and join the company, you’ll not only have more opportunities for promotion, but your salary will also keep rising.”

Hearing the captain say that, Sun Qifan smiled and said:
"Captain, you know I'm already 35. Where would I find a college student that old? Besides, by the time I graduate from college, I'll be almost 40."

Initially, the company intended to put him in the general affairs department. Although the general affairs department seemed to involve doing some miscellaneous tasks and had a lot of female employees—because most women return to their families after marriage, so the company rarely hires female employees for key positions—legally speaking, the company's employee gender ratio must comply with the law.

Where there's a policy, there's a countermeasure. So the company set up a general affairs department, which included all the odd jobs such as cleaning, logistics, distributing office supplies, changing toilet paper, and replacing fluorescent lights. Its salary was the market's basic starting salary.

However, this is only how the General Affairs Department is perceived by outsiders. In fact, the General Affairs Department also has male employees who are not highly educated—high school graduates can join the company—but the company will provide them with specialized training based on their abilities.

In fact, this was a backdoor deliberately left by the company—to allow capable people without formal education to enter the company and ultimately play an appropriate role in the right position.

These people are often more loyal to the company.

Although SEA's employees are extremely loyal to the company, young people joining the company are like marrying the company, because couples may divorce, but companies almost never lay off employees.

However, sometimes, companies need exceptionally loyal employees. This is the origin of the General Affairs Department, which is designed to cultivate such employees.

However, Sun Qifan did not go to the General Affairs Department. He felt that his abilities were limited, as he had neither passed the high school aptitude test nor attended university.

Working in such a place would be a burden on the company, so at his own request, he became the company's security guard.

"Hey, if a regular university doesn't work out, you can go to night school, it's the same thing. You're different from others, you are..."

Qin Yuzhou ultimately didn't say it. It was true that he was a military family member and would receive preferential treatment from the company, but the question was, who would want such preferential treatment?

And so, the two of them chatted as they patrolled the floors. Their job was simple: to patrol the floors at night.

If an intruder is discovered, it is permissible to fire a gun.

What is the most difficult thing to do as a company security guard?
It was just about obtaining the right to carry a gun. Fortunately, he had spent more than ten years on the farm, and he was not only a militiaman but also a core member of the militia.

Nothing happened that night.

An 8-hour shift, no more, no less.

The next morning at eight o'clock, after clocking in and changing out of his work clothes, Sun Qifan went home. On his way home, he couldn't help but think about his earnings.

"An 8-hour night shift, but only paid night shift wages..."

Actually, that's why he chose to be a security guard—it's one of the few jobs that pays overtime, something he learned from the company's HR department two weeks ago.

Security guards' salaries may seem to be only slightly above average, but because many security guards need to work night shifts, their actual income is much higher than their starting salary.

In addition, there is little pressure, so this job is definitely a "high-paying, low-stress, carefree job".

"My current monthly salary is..."

Unlike many others, Sun Qifan, a newcomer, knew nothing about many things, even though his family seemed to be wealthy—his father's pension was there.

But my mother will need that money for her retirement, and as for myself, I will still need to get married and have children in the future.

Just thinking about those words made Sun Qifan's brows furrow, and he couldn't help but think of Xiao Xu—his former wife.

She looks like any ordinary person; why was she willing to marry him back then?
It was probably because there was no hope of returning to the city that they started thinking about starting a family.

But... in the end, it was all just a dream.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh deeply, then muttered to himself:
"Okay, it's all over now."

He arrived at the subway station soon, but because he wasn't familiar with it, he got on the wrong train. By the time he realized it, he had already gone more than a dozen stops.

"He's been daydreaming all the time, and ended up doing the opposite of what he intended."

Sun Qifan chuckled to himself as he walked out of the carriage and waited for the subway train across the street. As he waited, several young women hurriedly got off the train.

The girl in the lead was chatting with her friend, but when she saw Sun Qifan, she was taken aback.

"Huh? Him? How could this be?"

Just then, the subway arrived at the station, and Sun Qifan entered the carriage with the other passengers. Occasionally, the girls who got on the train would glance at him.

They look very alike.

Could it really be him?

But how did he get here?

Suddenly, the girl remembered that someone had said something like, "He comes from a bad background and seems to have overseas connections," when they were at the farm.

Could it be because of overseas connections?
Maybe their father is right here.

Thinking of this, the girl's eyes lit up, and she said to her friend beside her:
"I think I see a friend, I'll go say hello."

Without hesitation, she walked over and said to Sun Qifan:

"Hello, are you Sun Qifan?"

"I am Sun Qifan, and you are?"

Sun Qifan looked at the woman in her twenties in front of him with some confusion. He didn't seem to recognize her.

"Ah, it really is you! You look so familiar. I'm Kang Jiayi. Do you remember me? I'm from the cultural troupe. Didn't you work as a graphic designer in the troupe for a few years?"

Kang Jiayi said with delight:

How did you get here?

The two asked the same question almost simultaneously, and just like that, thousands of miles apart, they unexpectedly met...

(End of this chapter)