In the next few days, Qian Wenhuan and the entire Human Resource Department were exhausted.
There were thirty people in total. Every day, four or five people would arrive at Walvis Bay International Airport.
As the days went by, dormitory building C gradually became more lively. With the arrival of new residents, the second, third, fourth, and fifth floors were all occupied.
Unlike the regular employees, these new residents not only lived in the best dormitory but also had their own canteen. The treatment they received was almost on par with the professors.
Many employees muttered to themselves about this. Some busybodies even sneaked into the canteen to investigate. However, before they could enter the door, they were frightened by the new residents with cold expressions and fierce faces.
Unfortunately, the regular employees did not understand Chen Chen's good intentions.
The reason why the new residents were separated was for the sake of everyone's safety.
After all, among the thirty people, five were from the SEALs, another five were from the Delta Force, three were from the 22nd Special Air Service Regiment, and four were from the Alpha Force.
The rest were either from the Middle East or from the endless war in Africa. Everyone's hands were stained with blood and they looked out of place in the crowd.
The only woman among the thirty who looked like Eva Green was from the French GIGN Intervention Team.
However, in dormitory building C, this group of people did not have it easy.
Mercenaries were a profession that dealt with war and death all year round. They often had to be on edge. Even in this relaxed environment, not many people could relax.
After all, their parent company was vague. No matter how they were pressed, they would not say why they were sent here. On the other hand, this research center provided them with good food and drinks but did not do anything else.
How could this group of vigilant mercenaries feel at ease after witnessing all these strange phenomena?
Moreover, they, who had guns as their companion all year round, did not even have a gun for self-defense.
Moreover, although they were all employees of the same company, other than those who occasionally fought side by side, the rest of them were not familiar with each other. This led to the spread of tension.
If not for the parent company holding them back, it was not impossible for a bloody incident to happen in the past few days.
Five days after Brando moved in, Qian Wenhuan finally brought all thirty of them back. After arranging for the last batch of people to move into Block C, he reported the news to Chen Chen.
Therefore, the next morning, when Brando and the others were eating in the cafeteria, several Chinese people with the same aura appeared at the entrance of the cafeteria.
They were Cheng Cao and his team members.
With Cheng Chao's appearance, everyone in the cafeteria stopped what they were doing and looked at the entrance in unison.
For a moment, it was as if the air had frozen …
However, Cheng Cao did not seem to notice the heavy atmosphere at all. He just walked to the center of the cafeteria with his hands behind his back and said loudly, "Gentlemen, please follow me after your meal. Our company's boss wants to see you."
As he spoke, Cheng Cao glanced at the crowd, then turned around and walked to the door, waiting there quietly.
At this point, the frozen air in the warehouse began to flow again, and everyone resumed eating.
Many people breathed a sigh of relief, but then a thoughtful look appeared in their eyes.
After everyone had quickly finished eating, Cheng Cao walked in front and led the way, leading them to the large auditorium on the third floor of the laboratory building that could accommodate up to a thousand people.
This was Qian Wenhuan's suggestion. Although there were some temporary meeting rooms in the laboratory building, Qian Wenhuan believed that this was like a blind date. It was the first time the boss met his future employee, so naturally, it was necessary to leave the best impression.
When everyone entered the auditorium and took their seats, it was obvious that in the short span of a few days, this group of people had been divided into factions —
Delta and SEALs sat together, a few other retired special forces soldiers sat together, and the rest of the scattered personnel sat in twos and threes around them.
No one made a loud noise, no one whispered. Everyone consciously took their seats, showing their high level of combat discipline.
After everyone was seated, Cheng Cao and the others also stood at the corners of the podium. At this time, Chen Chen finally appeared at the door of the conference room.
Chen Chen tidied up his suit slightly and stepped onto the podium in two or three steps.
In an instant, dozens of oppressive gazes shot toward Chen Chen, locking onto him.
If one was not a professional actor or host, it would cause a lot of psychological pressure when a group of people looked at them, let alone a group of mercenaries who killed without batting an eye.
Only Chen Chen, who was wearing the GS Combat Suit and in a state of extreme calmness, could ignore everyone else.
"Gentlemen, and beautiful ladies."
Chen Chen spoke into the microphone, "I believe you've been wondering these days why your parent company, Tara Private Security, sent you here and didn't tell you the reason?"
Chen Chen lowered his head and flashed a conceited smile. "Let me put it this way, the answer is very simple, that is because your parent company, Tara, has contracted you to me, to Blackwatch."
As soon as Chen Chen's words fell, there was a sudden uproar in the audience. Many people stood up quickly, wearing expressions of shock and anger.
"Are you kidding me?"
"Is this true, why didn't we know?"
"How can they do this, do they really think we're goods?"
"B * stard!"
The group of people cursed angrily. Chen Chen also stopped talking at the right time and looked at the crowd quietly, watching them vent their dissatisfaction.
Two minutes passed. Strangely, after venting, the crowd fell silent again. At the same time, they looked at Chen Chen as if waiting for Chen Chen's next explanation.
"Very well, I think everyone has calmed down."
Chen Chen continued. "In that case, let me introduce myself first. My name is Chen Chen..."
With that, Chen Chen wrote the letters "Chen Chen" on a whiteboard behind him.
"I know that this may be a very strange name for you, but at least there's one advantage to it, that no matter what you call me, it won't affect me.
"Also, I'm the boss of this biotechnology company and I personally asked for you guys from the old CEO of your parent company, Dlamini."
After this was said, the crowd's gaze became more solemn.
To be able to ask for people from Dlamini, there was no need to guess what kind of influence this young man before them had. Some mercenaries might become short-tempered due to the pressure of battle, but this did not mean that they were idiots.
Dlamini was someone they could not afford to offend, so this young man before them was no exception.
Chen Chen continued. "The reason why I want to hire you guys is that, unlike private military companies like Tara, private military companies need your lives to make money, but I don't.
"I have my own business, I don't need you guys to help me make money, I don't need you guys to swing the butcher's knife at civilians, I don't even need you guys to start a coup in Africa.
"You're no longer mercenaries in the gray zone, but combatants who can stand in the light, protected by the Geneva Convention!"
The crowd looked at each other, a trace of surprise flashing in their eyes.
"So, what do you want us to do?"
At this moment, the French woman who looked like Eva Green raised her hand. "And what about our monthly salary, can we maintain the previous level?"
"Beautiful Ms. Sarah, that's a good question."
Chen Chen displayed a look of approval, then said lightly, "In terms of monthly salary, I'm not interested in knowing the price your parent company gave you."
As soon as this was said, many people could not help but turn grim. The woman called Sarah even frowned, preparing to say something else.
"However!"
Chen Chen spoke again, silencing the crowd's questions. "I can offer you a price that is far higher than the market price — a monthly salary of 20,000 to 30,000 USD!"
Everyone's expression froze, wearing a look of disbelief. A monthly salary of 20,000 to 30,000 USD was equivalent to a daily salary of 700 to 1,000 USD. This was indeed a price that far exceeded that of a mercenary!
Still, there were some who maintained their rationality. Brando thought for a moment, then quickly raised his hand and asked, "Mr. Chen Chen, what exactly is our job?"
Chen Chen immediately made a stop gesture to stop Brando's question, then quickly turned around and wrote a huge word on the whiteboard —
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