Don’t underestimate the 15% ratio. The amount converted into cash is at least tens to tens of billions every year.
This money is naturally very important to the War Department!
Although this 15% ratio is not a large proportion, in fact, the senior leaders of the war department attach great importance to it.
The reason is that they can use the money of the Cui family at will, and there is no need to apply to the Presbyterian Council or look at their bad faces.
Moreover, they can make a huge fortune from it, so how could they be willing to throw away this piece of fat...
"Yes, I will inform you right away!"
The man nodded and left quickly.
Rumble.
The sky darkened, dark clouds pressed over the city, and a storm was coming.
Cui Shimin looked at the darkening sky, a coldness flashed in his eyes: "Since you want to start a war, then start a war."
"I hope you don't regret it!"
A few hours later.
News came from the headquarters of the Southern War Department that the War Department will dispatch the strongest team in the South—the 909 Special Forces Corps!
This legion has successfully carried out many assassination missions abroad without ever failing.
Cui Shimin was quite satisfied with the War Department's response.
"Su Changfeng, I hope your Canglong Legion can protect you!"
He looked to the west in the direction of Daxia Imperial Capital and said coldly.
at the same time.
Wave after wave of international killers are also sneaking into the Imperial Capital.
Almost every organization to which these international killers belong can rank high on the international killer list.
It is no exaggeration to say that more than half of the top twenty on the international killer list have sent killers...
However, at this time, the Imperial Capital still seemed calm on the surface.
These surging undercurrents are naturally unknown to ordinary people.
Royal Capital, Raffles City Resort Hotel.
At this time, the lawn of the hotel was crowded with people, handsome men and beautiful women, all dressed in luxurious clothes, and it was very lively.
The birthday party of Gu Ling'er's mother Wu Jin was held here.
Unlike some powerful people, Wu Jin likes trendy gadgets even though he is fifty years old.
Therefore, she chose to hold her birthday dinner here, which was both romantic and novel.
At this time, Wu Jin stood in the center of the field wearing a bright red cheongsam, like a luxurious peony in full bloom.
Although Wu Jin is fifty years old this year, because she takes good care of herself, her skin is white and firm, and she looks like she is in her early forties at most, and she is still very charming.
She was holding a red wine glass, tall and tall, and shuttled among the guests, like a beautiful butterfly.
"Madam, you are really beautiful today. I didn't know, but I thought you and your two daughters were sisters. Haha..."
Several noble ladies pulled Wu Jin and teased.
Wu Jin was so excited by what they said that she also giggled.
"Look at what you are saying, how can this happen? How can I compare with those young people like them? I am too old."
"Madam, please don't be modest. Let others see, do you look very young when you stand with us? Those who don't know may think we are from two generations."
"We are the old ones, where are you?"
"That's right, we are the ones who are going to be sad. Madam should be smiling secretly."
The women flattered her very well, and a few words made Wu Jin feel even more elated.
"Madam, didn't your two daughters come today? It seems you didn't see them?" someone asked.