It's three o'clock in the morning on Ellando.

In the fleet drifting in space, not long after Gudun Maha fell asleep, he was awakened by a secret communication from his closest confidant.

"Calumi," Gudunmaha scolded in a hoarse voice, "If you don't have any emergencies, then I will let you have an emergency! I have enough troubles now!"

"S-Sir... Mr. Yang Ming, he..."

Gudunmaha immediately became alert.

His buttocks were aching again.

"What's going on? Tell me in detail."

"I'm not sure," Kalumi said tremblingly, "I'm not sure whether I suffered a loss or made a big profit. I just lost all my cash. Everything, including the private money I hid abroad,

They were all discovered by Master Yang Ming...but I got assets worth twice as much..."

Gudun Maha scolded: "Has your logic been eaten by a dog? Start from the beginning!"

"That's it," Kalumi breathed out softly, "It's what I reported to you yesterday. The third prince arranged for people to target Mr. Yang Ming, and then Mr. Yang Ming in turn taught that gang a lesson. Last night, Tian Gang

During the black period, Mr. Yang Ming made an appointment with the management of this gang, and I was the middleman..."

Kalumi recounted in detail what he had witnessed.

Yang Ming, who kills without blinking an eye;

An elite convoy suddenly appeared;

And those gang leaders who peed their pants.

"Master Yang Ming asked them to use money to buy their lives, and accurately stated the asset value of each person. Within half an hour, he directly cut off the gang's cash flow and cleared the balance of their overseas accounts.

"They have been struggling for more than ten years and became paupers in half an hour. Master Yang Ming must have been targeting them for a long time.

"Then, Mr. Yang Ming took the initiative to approach me and offered to sell these people's real estate, real estate, and anything else that could be sold at a 50% discount.

"I thought at the time that I could make a lot of money with my backhand, so I agreed and urgently raised a large amount of cash... Master Yang Ming said that black money is also acceptable, so I took out most of my cash flow... You know, sir,

There is a lot of money in the business that I open that is shady, and the same goes for the management of this gang..."

Gudunmaha pondered for a few times: "Yang Ming wants money?"

"Sir, who is not short of money?"

Kalumi said with a trembling voice:

"Originally, I thought that after making tens of millions of new federal coins in one night, Mr. Yang Ming should stop. And most of it was black money, and he needed time to digest it. Who knew... In the early morning, Mr. Yang Ming found it again

I... He took over three large gangs in one go, and directly eliminated several cancers outside Yilanduo City. He also asked me if I could eat some of the black products... He even gave me a 40% discount, but I didn't

No way to refuse..."

Gudunmaha rubbed his eyebrows: "So, Kalumi, you came to me just to show off that Yang Ming has doubled your worth overnight?"

"No," Kalumi cleared her throat, "Can you lend me some funds? I want to swallow more, but Master Yang Ming gave me too much."

"Get out!"

Gudunmaha yelled at the top of his lungs, his thin face full of anger, and he threw the encrypted communicator directly on the bed.

A few minutes later, Gudun Maha called Kalumi's phone number.

"How big is your funding gap?"

"About 60 million...new federal coins..."

"I want half of the assets," Gudun Maha said calmly, "I'll pay you 50% off the market price."

"Well, sir, although we are very familiar with each other and I have been under your care all year round, but... why don't you just go to Mr. Yang Ming?"

Gudun Maha said in a deep voice: "Are you negotiating terms with me?"

"No, no, no, I understand," Kalumi said hurriedly, "Everything I own belongs to you. I will send my accountant to you right now."

"snort!"

Gudunmaha snorted coldly.

He sat quietly on the bed, thinking about the meaning behind this incident.

Yang Ming suddenly targeted local gangs? Did he want to destroy the power of the third prince? These gangs are inextricably linked to the ministers and nobles, and they have always been the hardest hit area for spy activities.

A local snake has the value of a local snake.

What does this matter represent?

Gudunmaha's thoughts continue to move forward, but there is one thing that he is actually extremely sure of.

How could Yang Ming be short of money?

…

Made.

After doing this, you are still a pauper!

It's half past four in the morning.

Yang Ming looked at the account interface projected in front of him, grinning at one moment and feeling sad at the other.

Under the operation of Lu, the sums of money were quickly laundered using the multinational group under the name of the second prince, and were collected into the bank account he used exclusively when he went to the black market.

Unfortunately, these are all funds used to purchase the planetary transformation system.

There are many wealthy people in the Luofeng Empire with net worths ranging from tens of billions to hundreds of billions of federal coins. As a wealthy family, the Luofeng Royal Family often appears in the top 50 richest people in the galaxy.

But for Yang Ming, it was a rare sense of accomplishment to earn a huge nine-figure sum of money after one night's hard work.

"Boss! We're rich!"

The accountant, who was wearing a professional skirt and a small suit, shouted excitedly from the passenger seat.

"If I make any money, I have to give it all to Kolev," Yang Ming complained with a depressed look on his face, "I even have to use some of my personal money to give red envelopes to the team members participating in the battle tonight!"

"Okay boss, where should we go next?" Lu asked excitedly, "To buy a highly realistic maid robot?"

"Go find Edwan."

Yang Ming curled his lips slightly:

"Tonight's action must be famous. This is also a good opportunity to build Edwan's reputation. If you want to become a crown prince, you not only need the support of the nobles, but public opinion is also very important."

"Oh, okay, do you really not want to buy a highly realistic maid robot?"

"The housekeeping robot we use at home is very good," Yang Ming said with a conscience, "it has a kind of mechanical sex appeal."

Lu was unhappy beside him.

…

Edwang often feels that he can't keep up with Yang Ming's rhythm.

It stands to reason that such a large operation, involving the safety of tens of thousands of people in Yilanduo City, should take at least half a month of planning, assigning tasks, selecting capable officers, and then quickly ending it with thunderous momentum.

net.

But Yang Ming did it as soon as he thought about it, and it was done in one night.

Adwang just made two phone calls, and the multinational group under his name received tens of millions in profits.

And Yang Ming also found him and asked him to quickly contact the media and record a script for the morning news broadcast.

Edwang hurriedly completed the recording and handed it over to Royal Television. Two minutes later, it was broadcast as the headline news on the morning news.

On TV, the ‘other’ Edwang spoke with a serious face:

"In recent years, a new group of evil forces have emerged on the edge of the city, absorbing a large amount of overseas funds, using unjust means to persecute the people's minds and bodies, disrupting the normal market order, and casting a shadow over the security of Ellando Star at night.

A layer of haze.

“The safety of citizens’ lives is always the Luofeng royal family’s top concern.

"Just last night, our long-planned cleaning plan was officially implemented. We fought at multiple points, deployed in depth, mobilized elite troops and generals, and with the cooperation of the political and legal departments of each district, we quickly removed several blood leeches adsorbed under the social order...

…”

There were images on the news of a group of gang leaders being escorted into police cars.

Adwang raised his hand to turn off the TV, and the maid at the side immediately stepped forward and took away the remote control.

"Ming, why are you..."

Adwang spoke for a moment.

He heard the slight snoring coming from the tip of Yang Ming's nose.

Yang Ming leaned on the sofa with his arms folded, and fell asleep soundly, with a little tiredness in his brows.

Adwang laughed dumbly.

Several maids moved the screen gently, the gleaming silver-white floor tiles on the ground became dim, and a starry sky appeared on the ceiling.

Edwan did not go back to the bedroom to rest. He drank a refreshing hot drink and went to the desk with great energy to continue reviewing the documents that seemed to be endless.
To be continued...