An Moxue graduated from Kyoto University and began her busy life.

At the airport, Wu Sicheng looked at An Moxue. He wasn't wearing his military uniform today, only civilian clothes, but the two of them still maintained a friendly social distance. However, their eyes were full of accusation and heartache.

Wu Sicheng said helplessly, "Mo Xue, take care and get some rest. Also, come back soon and don't forget I'll be waiting for you in Kyoto."

what to do?

The woman I chose, of course I should pamper her.

I can only firmly support whatever she does.

An Moxue patted non-existent dust off his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, this trip is just routine, inspecting the properties. There's nothing dangerous about it."

What she didn't say was that there were still missions to be carried out, but they were hidden under the guise of the inspection company.

Furthermore, she's planning something big for years, and this is what she's going to achieve.

Looking at her utterly sincere expression, Wu Sicheng cursed inwardly, "Little fox, I'd never believe you!"

Wu Sicheng, still worried, reminded him again: "Don't forget your promise to me, safety must always come first."

An Moxue pouted and said disdainfully, "I know, you're so long-winded!" But the hint of a smile in her eyes betrayed her cunning, proving that she was in a good mood.

Wu Sicheng glanced at his watch again, ignoring her disdain, and said reluctantly, "Let's go, I'll take you to security. It's time."

The two walked side by side. Wu Sicheng carried a backpack, walked to the security checkpoint, handed it to her, and watched her go through security, enter the station entrance, and disappear into the crowd before turning and leaving.

On roughly the same day, Boris Johnson, Anthony, Doze, and Zhuangzi also led many people from different places to board planes bound for Hong Kong Island and Japan.

When An Moxue arrived in Hong Kong, her subordinates were waiting at the airport. In the car, members of the Red Fox organization reported the situation to An Moxue.

"Boss, we've been monitoring the Kuroda family's power distribution in Hong Kong. This includes their specific industries, personnel, and their clandestine operations," the subordinate said, handing An Moxue a thick stack of documents.

An Moxue took the document and asked as she read it, "Did Boris say when he would arrive?"

The subordinate said, "Boss, the leader is already on the plane. He called before boarding and is expected to arrive tonight."

"Um."

An Moxue didn't ask anything more, but focused on looking at the documents in her hand, planning the whole process in her mind.

Upon arriving at the hotel, before getting out of the car, the subordinate said, "Boss, our hotel has recently been following your instructions, only accepting guests from the few companies you provided. Security has also been strengthened. We only tell the public that a few companies have temporarily booked the entire place and are not open to the public. We are also strictly checking people coming in and out. Even the staff have been thoroughly investigated."

An Moxue nodded expressionlessly and said, "Yes, strengthen patrols and don't overlook details."

Her subordinates couldn't tell whether her expression was one of satisfaction or dissatisfaction; they only thought anxiously that they must do things according to their leader's orders and not be careless.

After An Moxue finished speaking, she got out of the car and went into the hotel.

The hotel has an entire floor that is not open to the public, including a huge suite that combines accommodation, meeting facilities, fitness, and entertainment, occupying half of the top floor. The rest of the floor consists of standard suites used for An Moxue and her business operations on Hong Kong Island.

She entered the hotel and went straight to the top floor, where managers of the Hong Kong Island properties were already waiting. As soon as they saw An Moxue, they began to report on their work.

While listening to the report and reviewing the reports, An Moxue had been following her work process for the past few years. There were no breaks or unnecessary words; one person would complete the report, and the next person would take over, until the city lights came on and the last person left. Only then did she rub her sore neck, get up and stretch, go to the bar to pour herself a glass of red wine, and then answer the phone with the hotel manager.

As soon as the call connected, An Moxue asked directly, "Who on the list I gave you has arrived?"

The manager replied respectfully, "Chairman, everyone has arrived and should have finished resting by now."

An Moxue looked satisfied and said, "Prepare dinner and have them come over!"

"Yes, I'll take care of it right away." The manager respectfully hung up the phone and then began to notify everyone. Not long after, the waiter waiting outside An Moxue's suite rang the guest bell inside. An Moxue answered and simply said, "Open the door and let them in!"

Boris, Doze, Zhuang Zhou, and Anthony, who were waiting outside, heard the voice on the microphone at the same time. They quickly straightened their clothes, each holding a thick folder in their hand, and then respectfully entered the room.

The four of them went in and saw An Moxue sitting casually on the sofa, slowly sipping a glass of wine.

Zhuang Zhou walked over, respectfully called out "Miss Jiduo," put down the folder, stood behind her, and skillfully began to massage her shoulders.

The other three people stood in front of her, greeting her respectfully. An Moxue smiled and said, "Don't be shy, sit down. If you want to drink, pour yourself." An Moxue pointed to the bar.

Several people shook their heads, and Boris said, "Aren't we going to eat? We'll have some drinks later."

An Moxue asked, "Is everything ready?"

The group exchanged glances, and Boris spoke first, saying, "Don't worry, Chief. The personnel have been going to Japan for the past three months without attracting attention. The last batch of personnel from Hong Kong arrived today. What about the equipment?"

An Moxue looked at him and said confidently, "Don't worry, everything is in place. When the time comes, you just need to go to the designated location and send it to them."

Upon hearing her words, Boris's last trace of doubt vanished, his eyes filled with the passion to get things done, and he answered decisively, "Yes."

An Moxue continued, "You will be in charge of information and personnel management. I will only be responsible for overall planning. You will be responsible for the transmission of information and will not miss any important information to avoid making mistakes."

"Yes," he answered affirmatively once again.

"Zhuang Zhou, Anthony."

When An Moxue called their names, the two of them instinctively flinched and looked at An Moxue at the same time.

An Moxue said, "You two lead your teams and are specifically responsible for commercial assassinations. Submit your feasibility reports to me later so we can finalize the details and see if the funding is sufficient. If not, I'll prepare more. Remember, you only need to operate in Hong Kong."

"Yes," the two replied immediately and seriously.

An Moxue looked at Duoze one last time and said, "You have only one task: you must transfer all the spoils of war back to Mongolia or Osiri in the shortest possible time, ensuring their safety and preventing anyone from tracking them down."

"We've already arranged for people to be ready to assist us at any time," Doze said.

An Moxue nodded in satisfaction, then looked at the group and said, "This time, we must cooperate well. We need to finish this quickly and decisively, without giving the Kuroda family a chance to react. Our next stop is the Kuroda family's headquarters in the Japanese Empire, especially for Boris and Doze. We're going to the Kuroda family's headquarters in the Japanese Empire, and it will be more dangerous for us than for Zhuang Zhou and Anthony. Are you all ready?"