Thanking Du Xuanming, Xin Ji left the induction cabin hall and walked towards the Human Resources Department.

Xin Ji is also a part-time college student in the martial arts school. He is in the same school as Du Xuanming, so he is called a senior by the other party. However, Xin Ji's qualifications are much older than Du Xuanming. He has been in the martial arts school since he was a junior, and it has been the fifth year since he entered the martial arts school. Generally, part-time college students can only be reception staff or ordinary clerks in other departments, such as Du Xuanming.

Xin Ji's position is an assistant coach of the martial arts department, and he signed a formal labor contract with the martial arts center!

The assistant coach is already a middle-level member of the martial arts school and usually only recruits formal Force samurai. Not only is he paid high, but he has good benefits. The biggest advantage is that he can use various equipment in the martial arts school at the best price without affecting customers. Therefore, Xin Ji has the opportunity to practice meditation in the induction cabin. Otherwise, with his meditation time several times that of a normal person, the cost burden will be too heavy.

Xin Ji's job is to teach fighting skills to the youngest newcomers in the martial arts hall, especially the experience of Jingwu Changquan. He is well-known in several martial arts halls near Haixia City.

Jingwu Changquan is the most widely circulated set of basic martial arts in the Earth Federation. It was summarized by the official agency of the federal government, "Super Power Affairs Department", and has been summarized by a group of top fighting masters. After many additions, deletions and improvements, it is almost perfect.

Almost everyone can practice this set of Jingwu Changquan, but it is easy to learn but difficult to master. Xin Ji spent more time practicing Jingwu Changquan than he practiced meditation. It started at the age of ten, and it has been fifteen years now!

Xin Ji had nothing to say about cultivation, but only talking about Jingwu Changquan, Xin Ji was confident that at his age, he was not inferior to anyone in the Federation.

When the martial arts school hired Xin Ji as an assistant coach for the exception, it was because he was attracted by his experience in Jingwu Changquan. In addition, he was optimistic about Xin Ji's potential and believed that he would soon become a Force Warrior.

But things in the world are unpredictable. Five years have passed, and Xin Ji still cannot sense the vacuum energy.

Of course, Xin Ji has trained several masters of the martial arts genre in the martial arts hall in recent years, including many of them who later became the Force Warriors, and became famous in all competitions at all levels in the city and district, attracting many businesses for the martial arts hall, with outstanding performance. These contributions are more than enough to smooth out the resources consumed by his super-long use of the induction cabin.

However, the management of the martial arts school did not think so. In recent years, it has been quite slight. At that time, the manager of the martial arts department who hired Xin Ji was promoted and transferred, and no one in the management spoke for him. Xin Ji's contract will expire next week, and the personnel department has not sent anyone to discuss the renewal with him. The martial arts school's attitude is obvious.

Now, the manager of the Human Resources Department Fei Zhengrong made an appointment with him late at night when the martial arts center was at least crowded. This is the final notice.

"What a pity, this job is actually very good." Xin Ji shook his head regretfully, and was mentally prepared.

When he arrived at the office of the Ministry of Human Resources, the translucent door opened automatically. When Xin Ji entered the door, he saw Fei Zhengrong sitting behind a large desk, wearing a suit and tidy hair, looking very formal.

Now the average life expectancy of federal citizens has reached 200 years old. Fei Zhengrong is over 80 years old and is at the peak of his life. His appearance is more mature than Xin Ji. His middle-aged and middle-aged appearance is the most attractive golden stage for men. At this time, when Xin Ji entered the door, he stood up and made a gesture of asking him to sit.

Found that there was no one else in the office, Xin Ji said intimately: "It seems that he is staying until late at night to wait for him."

He had a similar relationship with Fei Zhengrong. When he met, he just said hello. He had almost no contact at work and nodded.

"Manager Fei, are you looking for me?" Xin Ji asked as soon as he sat down.

"Yes, I'm asking you to come here this time to talk about the work arrangements, but we have a lot of time, so don't rush to start..." Fei Zhengrong said, and his index finger tapped his index finger on the screen display desktop a few times. A cup of orange-red drink rose in front of him, and slid smoothly in front of Xin Ji, and said with a smile: "Assistant Teacher Xin, you just finished meditation, let's have a cup of Ningshen Tea."

"Thank you, Manager Fei." Xin Ji did not refuse. After thanking him, he picked up Ningshen tea and took a sip. The refreshing and sour tea water entered his stomach. He suddenly felt refreshed. Half of the fatigue after practicing meditation in his mind was gone, and he felt much more relaxed.

This cup of Ningshen tea is not an ordinary drink, but is actually a medicine prepared by the Nutrition Department of the Martial Arts Hall. Its main function is to relieve brain load and restore spirit, and it also takes into account the taste. It has a variety of combination methods. It is very popular among students and has good sales. It is also one of the important sources of profit for the Martial Arts Hall.

The cup of Ningshen tea in front of him was sweet and slightly sour, which was Xin Ji's favorite taste. This small detail made him look at Fei Zhengrong opposite him.

"Assistant Teacher Xin, your meditation time has been extended today, right?" Fei Zhengrong asked gently, as if he was having sex.

"Yes," Xin Ji replied truthfully: "My meditation time has exceeded three hours."

"Three hours..." Fei Zhengrong sighed lightly and shook his head and said, "The meditation time record of non-Force warriors in our martial arts hall was one hour and three minutes, and you are almost three times the original record. This situation is really rare!"

Xin Ji was silent, Fei Zhengrong continued, "But I have read your personnel files. Assistant Teacher Xin was born at the end of the year and will be over twenty-five years in half a year. Time will not wait for anyone..."

Hearing this, Xin Ji paused with the teacup, his eyes gradually became colder, and he knew very well why Fei Zhengrong mentioned his age.

Twenty-five years old is a very important age for every federal citizen who is determined to practice!

Because the success or failure of the Force cultivation depends on meditation, and the effectiveness of meditation depends on brain cells.

Brain cells are the only non-renewable cell tissue in the human body. They develop to their peak at the age of twenty, with a population of about 14 billion. Before the interstellar age, human brain cells on Earth began to die at a rate of 100,000 per day at the age of twenty. Now, with the increase of medical technology and average life expectancy, coupled with reasonable exercise, the time when brain cells begin to decay has been extended by five years. It only affects meditation after the age of twenty-five, and the body's ability declines until death.

Therefore, theoretically speaking, the ten years from fifteen to twenty-five years old is the peak period of brain cell development and the golden period when humans are most likely to sense vacuum energy. Once they pass twenty-five years old, their efficiency will become lower and lower, and it will be difficult to become a Force Warrior again.

The Federal Superpower Affairs Department has statistics on this aspect. Among all Force Warriors, the proportion of vacuum energy sensed after the age of twenty-five is less than one percent. The older the age, the lower the proportion. When you reach the age of thirty, you will be basically out of luck.

So there is a widely circulated saying: "If you don't become a warrior at the age of thirty, you will have no hope for your whole life."

In fact, most federal citizens terminated their meditation practice after they were twenty-five years old.

Of course, there were miracles. The latest record of sensing vacuum energy in federal history was 94 years old! However, only when you sense vacuum energy at such an age is at the age of sensation, there is no future at all.

Xin Ji was born at the end of the year and is about to be twenty-five years old in half a year. This is also the main reason why the martial arts management believes that he has no hope of becoming a Force Warrior. More and more people around him are not optimistic about Xin Ji's prospects.

Fei Zhengrong stopped and did not continue talking about Xin Ji's age. After a change of topic, he said: "I have a record of the training duration of Assistant Teacher Xin's in the sensing cabin over the past year, and the situation is not optimistic." He stretched out his finger and tapped on the desktop. A light screen projected between the two, and a series of data was refreshed like a waterfall.

Xin Ji knew that the martial arts hall could call out the user's usage records in the sensing cabin at any time. This was also the first time he had seen his meditation data. He looked carefully and found that it was listed in detail which sensing cabin he used on a certain year, month, day, and time period. The length of meditation at that time, body temperature and heartbeat, respiratory and brain frequency, power consumption, payment fees, etc.

After turning a few pages, there are 365 records in total, which happened to be a year of Earth, and Xin Ji did not miss a day.

Today last year, Xin Ji's meditation time was only 2 hours and 26 minutes, but to this day, it has exceeded 3 hours.

While Xin Ji was looking through his cultivation records, Fei Zhengrong said expressionlessly through the light screen: "Assistant Teacher Xin, because you are a staff member of the martial arts hall, the cost of using the induction cabin is at least 50% off, which is 20% less than the cost price. In other words, every hour you use the induction cabin, the martial arts hall operates at a loss in this induction cabin."

"Originally, this is a benefit given to employees by the martial arts school, but Assistant Teacher Xin's meditation time is more than three times that of others, and the frequency of use is particularly high. Generally, employees meditate every two to three days, but Assistant Teacher Xin has to use the sensing compartment assisted meditation every day... In total, the total price of resources consumed by Assistant Teacher Xin on this benefit is equivalent to one-third of the salary paid to you by the martial arts school!"

"In addition to the depreciation fee for the use of the induction cabin, the total price will increase by 10%, and there are also other discounts for Assistant Teacher Xin in the martial arts hall..."

With a light "bang", Xin Ji put the teacup on the table and said coldly: "Manager Fei, don't talk about it. I know that I have consumed a lot of resources from the martial arts school, but my performance is obvious to all. The ranking has never fallen out of the top five. Have you ever calculated how much profit I brought to the martial arts school? I'm afraid it's far more than these consumptions!"

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Fei Zhengrong's face. His purpose today was to no longer renew his contract with Xin Ji. Of course, he would only calculate the losses Xin Ji brought to the martial arts hall. As for Xin Ji's contribution to the martial arts hall, he would never mention it, let alone calculate it.

Fortunately, with many years of experience in workplace, Fei Zhengrong has already developed a shameless face, coughed dryly, and said, "Assistant Teacher Xin, I hope you can understand the difficulties of the martial arts school."

"The operation of the martial arts center is better and better every day, what are the difficulties?" Xin Ji asked back.

"Well..." Fei Zhengrong's face was stunned. To be honest, the martial arts school was indeed inappropriate in this matter. He immediately started to curse in his heart, but it was not Xin Ji, but Liszt, the director of the martial arts school.

This martial arts hall is called "Qimai". Like hundreds of Qimai martial arts halls distributed on major planets in the Federation, they belong to the Blatt family. Lister is the director of the Strait City Branch and is said to have a strong relationship with a core member of the Blatt family.

Liszt made the decision to stop renewing his contract with Xin Ji. As for the reasons, Fei Zhengrong is very clear about it.

Liste has a nephew who is the same age as Xin Ji and is a fresh graduate this year. He has not found a suitable job yet. However, this person is a little stronger than Xin Ji. He is a Force Warrior. Although he just started a few months ago, he probably only condensed one or two Force nodes, but he is also a registered junior warrior. With this alone, Liste arranged him to be an assistant teacher in the martial arts hall, and others could not blame him.

Because the number of assistant teaching positions in the martial arts school is limited, Xin Ji is neither the power nor the backer, and the guy who just happened to have an expiration of the contract was in trouble.

Of course, Xin Ji's huge consumption of using the sensing compartment and his long-term meditation but unable to sense vacuum energy. He is not optimistic about his prospects, which is also one of the reasons why Liszt decided not to renew his contract with Xin Ji. However, these are secondary reasons, just excuses. The main reason is that Liszt wants to arrange his descendants into the martial arts hall.

At the order of the director Liszt, Fei Zhengrong wanted to act as the villain. Unfortunately, Liszt was his immediate boss. If Xin Ji didn't leave, he would not have a good idea in the future.

The atmosphere in the office was very awkward. For the sake of his job, Fei Zhengrong put away his compassion and was about to speak, but he saw Xin Ji wave his hand and said, "Manager Fei, if the martial arts school does not want to renew the contract with me, I don't want to argue anymore. As long as I give me compensation, I will leave immediately."

Fei Zhengrong didn't expect Xin Ji to let go so soon. He quickly put away the unconvincing remarks he had thought of before and said quickly: "According to the provisions of the Federal Labor Law, the martial arts school will give you compensation equivalent to six months of salary. Based on your average salary in the previous six months, the amount is about 80,000 yuan. Do you accept it?"

"Can."

Xin Ji nodded. He had already checked the federal labor law when there was rumors in the martial arts hall that he would no longer renew his contract with him. The amount offered by Fei Zhengrong was similar to what he had predicted. If he sued the martial arts hall to apply for arbitration in court, he might get more money, but Xin Ji vaguely felt that his meditation was a little volatile recently and did not want to be distracted by that little money.

Nothing is more important than sensing vacuum energy by oneself!

Fei Zhengrong was overjoyed and operated quickly, saying, "Assistant Teacher Xin, as long as you sign this agreement to terminate the labor relationship, 80,000 yuan will be deposited immediately."

The light curtain on the table flashed, and a long-prepared agreement appeared and reflected. Xin Ji looked carefully and confirmed that it was correct. He logged in to his citizenship serial number, signed his name on the table with his fingers, and at the same time, his entire palm was printed on the table, and then his own private electronic seal was stamped. The agreement took effect.

A second later, Xin Ji's cell phone on his wrist shook slightly. He raised his hand and saw that he received a copy of the agreement in his email. At the same time, the bank prompted that a compensation of more than 80,000 yuan was recorded.

"Assistant Teacher Xin, your contract has four days to expire. It just so happens that you have three days of annual leave that is useless. Let's start with the holiday tomorrow. I will arrange other assistant teachers to take care of the work these days, and you will just come to hand over the work on the last day." Seeing that the headache that had been in half a month finally solved, Fei Zhengrong, who had already prepared for the Bogong Hall, breathed a sigh of relief and his mood became particularly relaxed.

Xin Ji was stunned. Obviously Fei Zhengrong had calculated in advance, so he specially arranged to meet him tonight, but he had signed the agreement and had nothing to worry about. He said politely: "Okay, Manager Fei, I'll leave."

After saying that, Xin Ji got up and walked out of the office.

Fei Zhengrong looked at Xin Ji's back disappearing outside the door, and the cup of Ningshen Tea on the table that he had only taken a sip, and couldn't help but feel a little out of his mind. From the time Xin Ji entered the door to leaving, the whole process was less than five minutes, and he was quite calm, which was really beyond his expectations.

"Does he not care about this teaching assistant job?" Fei Zhengrong said in his heart.

It is difficult to find a job in the interstellar era, and it is even more difficult to find a good job!

Nowadays, technology is developed, and almost all work that requires physical labor is done by machines. The competition for mental labor is extremely fierce. Even an ordinary white-collar position has to defeat more than a dozen competitors to get it. Most losers can only enter the service industry in the end, but the service industry personnel have few salaries and low social status. Many people would rather stay at home than work.

Therefore, the unemployment rate in the Earth Federation has remained high all year round and has remained at around 20%. This group of people relied on basic welfare granted by the federal government, and they could not starve to death or live without feeling good.

The position of assistant coach in the martial arts school seems average, but for a young man who is about to graduate from college, it is already one of the best jobs he can find. He has a high salary and good salary, and his starting point is much higher than that of more than 95% of graduates.

Fei Zhengrong thought from the perspective of others. If he learned that he would lose his teaching assistant when he was about to graduate, he would definitely be angry and trembled all over, and he would definitely make a big fuss. He would be natural to sue him. He would never be as straightforward as Xin Ji, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, and he made a decision in a few minutes.

Even if this calmness is just pretended to be on the surface, it is enough to prove Xin Ji's extraordinaryness.

"I hope Liszt's decision today is right, otherwise I will take the blame." Fei Zhengrong thought silently, sat alone in the office for more than ten minutes, and was sure that he would not meet Xin Ji in the parking lot, so he came home from get off work.
Chapter completed!