After Ye Zi left, Sister Nan suddenly asked:

"Didn't you say Yezi lived on the grasslands? Is herding so profitable now?"

Wu Jing rolled his eyes at his wife and said:

“Herding is his main job and hobby, but it’s clear that he makes money from his side job.”

"What side hustle can earn so much?"

“Our relationship hasn’t reached the point where I’d tell him how I make money, and besides, his methods might not be suitable for me.”

“Let’s just stick to being actors. But Ye Zi is such a good friend. She invested 30 or 40 million without even looking into the profit-sharing rules.”

"That's right, after all, they're people I'm willing to befriend," Wu Jing said with a proud expression.

Sister Nan narrowed her eyes and asked:

"Really? Why didn't you just say so last night? I've already started contacting the bank."

Wu Jing immediately assumed a defensive stance and exclaimed in terror:

"I just didn't expect him to make money so quickly."

With the funding issue resolved, the couple had some free time to play around. After their playful banter, they briefly discussed Ye Zi's share of the profits.

Ye Zi didn't understand, but they couldn't refuse to give it to her, otherwise they wouldn't be able to have any contact with her in the future.

Ye Zi returned to the hotel where Tong Tong was staying and laughed, saying that her "brave warrior" had stuffed four million US dollars into the trunk, and she had also gone out to buy a few suitcases to put in her storage space.

This cash, totaling ten million US dollars, was collected during the raid on the target industrial park.

I was just thinking about how to get this money out and turn it into a string of numbers in my account, and then the opportunity came along.

Five million US dollars, packed in a large suitcase, and another portion in Chinese yuan, also in cash, also five million, in the same large suitcase.

They drove straight to Wu Jing's hotel, parked, and carried two suitcases upstairs.

After entering the house, two suitcases were opened, and Ye Zi smiled:

"They're both five million, one US dollar and one Chinese yuan."

But I have a question. The Chinese dollars are easy to deposit into my account, but what are you planning to do with these US dollars? Are you going to carry them on a plane?

“I have an overseas account, I can deposit the money after I arrive in Beijing,” Wu Jing said excitedly.

He couldn't help but be excited. This money was his funding for the next shoot, and with it, he wouldn't have to beg people anymore.

"Fine, how you handle it is your business."

Wu Jing then took out two contracts, wrote down how much money Ye Zi had given as investment, signed and pressed his fingerprint on them, and handed them to Ye Zi, indicating that he should also sign them.

"Is it necessary?" Ye Zi asked casually.

"Yes, I'll remember your kindness if you don't ask for investment, but investment is investment, it's business."

Personal relationships and business dealings must be kept separate.

"Okay, I'll do as you say." Ye Zi signed the contract without saying a word, without even reading the contents.

The contract is made in duplicate, with each person retaining one copy.

Wu Jing looked at Ye Zi with even more respect for his actions, because during the time Ye Zi was withdrawing the money, he had plenty of time to call and ask how much dividend he should receive from this investment.

But Yezi's actions clearly didn't do that. This showed her trust in him, and he could decide how much profit to give.

After signing the contract, Wu Jing smiled and said:

"You carry so much money around with you like that?"

"Yes, cash has a feel to it."

After chatting for a while, Ye Zi prepared to leave. It was almost noon, and he was going to have lunch with Tong Tong.

Wu Jing originally planned to treat him to dinner, but Ye Zi said that he was now an investor and urged Wu Jing to get to work as soon as possible.

Although it was a joke, Wu Jing really wanted to start work as soon as possible.

Wu Jing escorted Ye Zi downstairs. When he saw Ye Zi's car, Wu Jing's eyes lit up, and he touched it all with great affection.

"This is a regular military vehicle. How did you get your hands on it?"

"It was provided by my company," Ye Zi said matter-of-factly.

"Which units would provide military vehicles?"

"Which department did you join?" Wu Jing asked, increasingly surprised. Then, he suddenly came to his senses and asked.

Ye Zi was startled and asked in return:

Which department?

Wu Jing silently uttered the words "Gates of Hell".

Ye Zi could tell from Wu Jing's lip movements that he also knew about the Gates of Hell, and then nodded with a wry smile.

"No wonder he was able to make so much money in such a short time."

"How do you know this name?" Ye Zi asked in surprise.

“I also go online, and I’ve gambled on illegal gambling once, so of course I know.”

Ye Zi didn't ask any further questions and nodded.

Although he joined the Gate of Hell, he had no idea that there was such a thing as gambling on the outside. Moreover, even though the Gate of Hell was a department hidden in the dark, it seemed that there were far more people who knew about this department than he had imagined.

After parting ways with Wu Jing, Ye Zi found a place to park her car and took out her phone to call Wang Baozhang.

"What's up?" Wang Baozhang asked immediately after answering the phone.

"Old Wang, is our 'Gate of Hell' a hidden department? Why do I feel like so many people know about us?"

"This concealment is relative to the vast majority of people. There are quite a few who know about us, and these people know what they should say and what they shouldn't say. After all, no one's hands are clean. No one would be stupid enough to be taken away and locked up because of a single sentence."

"What does 'betting on the periphery' mean?" Ye Zi continued to ask.

"This is related to your mission. You'll find out when you receive the mission."

When will my assignment be released?

"It should be soon, probably before the New Year. If you're eligible, you can receive it; otherwise, you'll have to wait for the next major holiday."

Ye Zi raised an eyebrow and then said:

"Playing mind games?"

"Yeah, you think we're being targeted just for illegal team formation? Manipulating our mentality is also one of their tactics."

"Alright, I thought very few people knew about the Gates of Hell, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

There is no absolute light, nor is there absolute darkness; you'll get used to it.

Ye Zi smiled and said:

"The world is in a state of disrepair, but someone will always mend it?"

"Yes, we're in charge of the hammering and banging."

"Fine, I thought we were completely dark people."

"Bullshit, if we were completely dark people, then you wouldn't be able to roam around the country like that."

After hanging up the phone with Wang Baozhang, Ye Zi changed her mind and continued with her own business.

When Wu Jing returned to his room, Sister Nan was counting money. Ye Zi had given them her trust, so of course they would respect her.

When Sister Nan counts money, she's counting the feeling of having US dollars in her hand, not the amount itself.

"No wonder this kid can make so much money, now I know why."

"What side hustle can make so much money?" Sister Nan immediately became interested.

Wu Jing took Nan Jie's hand and wrote the words "Gate of Hell" in her palm.

Sister Nan paused for a moment, then whispered:

"That special department?"

Wu Jing nodded.

Sister Nan remembers that during the time they gambled on the sidelines, the string of numbers following each contestant's name was in US dollars.

"Forget it, we really can't do that. Let's just stick to making movies."