The rumors about the Mingwei family spread like wildfire, becoming increasingly outrageous. The items she had collected in the secret room of the Mingwei family were still piled up in the middle of the courtyard of the first entrance of the space.
These days, aside from attending classes, she has delegated the expansion of her influence to her subordinates and is busy liaising with people in England, preparing to ship some of the resold machinery back to China.
The machine cannot be revealed that it was purchased from Lanzhou, not even by Lanzhou citizens, and it certainly cannot be shipped directly back to Lanzhou. It must go through several transfers to other countries friendly to Lanzhou, then be repackaged and shipped back to China. The process is tedious and complicated, and must be kept secret, making it difficult to carry out.
Today, An Moxue came to meet a patriot who emigrated overseas during the war, and it was he who helped purchase the machine.
"Mr. Lu, thank you for your support of our country. Thanks to patriotic businessmen like you, our country has been able to survive in the cracks. In the future, when the country is better off, you are welcome to come back and invest."
Mr. Lu smiled sincerely, “Miss Lan, please let me know when the time is right. This was my father’s last wish before he died. He hoped that he could be buried back in his ancestral home in the future, so that he could stand tall and say that he was a descendant of the Lan Kingdom.”
"Definitely. And thank you, Mr. Lu, for your support of the country. Believe me, when you return to Lan Kingdom in the future, the country will definitely repay you."
"Miss Lan, rest assured, the people loading the ship tonight are all my trusted men."
"Thank you very much for your trouble, Mr. Lu. I wonder if there has been any progress on the matter I asked you to inquire about?"
“The people Miss Lan inquired about are now rarely known, not because they are particularly secretive, but because think about it! In times of war, what's called 'profits from trade' is a euphemism, but those involved know the truth, and everyone avoids talking about it. Over time, it's forgotten, and fewer and fewer people know the truth. This is a list; I can't guarantee there are any omissions, but this is all I could find. Here, this is the list.” After Mr. Lu finished speaking, he took a piece of paper from his suit pocket and handed it to An Moxue.
An Moxue took it, opened it, glanced at it, and put it in her backpack. Then she said to Mr. Lu, "Mr. Lu, consider this a favor I owe you. If you ever encounter any difficulties in the future, take this token to the Red Fox Bar and find someone named Albert. He will do his best to help. If he can't, he will pass it on to me and try to find a solution." As she spoke, An Moxue handed Mr. Lu a red fox pendant that had been soaked in water from the spatial well with some medicine.
Mr. Lu immediately sensed something different as soon as he held the pendant in his hand. He looked at An Moxue with surprise and doubt, and after hesitating, he asked, "Miss Lan, this pendant?"
Before he could finish speaking, An Moxue said, "Mr. Lu, if you trust me, you can wear it close to your body all the time. Over time, you will naturally know the benefits."
Mr. Lu said excitedly, "Thank you!" He knew his stuff; this was the legendary medicinal jade, something that couldn't be obtained in just one or two years.
This is a medicinal jade prepared by An Moxue according to an ancestral secret recipe. Although she has not personally tested its effects, she imagines it must be quite effective. It has been soaking in the space for ten years, and it just recently reached its tenth anniversary.
Every time An Moxue saw this medicinal jade, she would think of her mother and grandmother. The old saying was absolutely true: no matter how good a doctor is, he can't cure a disease. "Mr. Lu, let's meet at the dock tonight."
See you tonight.
After saying goodbye to Mr. Chang, An Moxue started contacting people in China again. Little did she know that a big surprise awaited her when she finally met them.
As soon as An Moxue entered the coffee shop, she saw someone sitting in a corner. It was a blind spot, and others could only see the back of the person sitting there, but they couldn't hear what they were saying.
An Moxue looked at the retreating figure and made a guess in her mind. Her steps unconsciously quickened. The person sitting there heard the footsteps, turned around, and saw a beautiful, flamboyant, radiant girl walking towards him. His heart skipped a beat, and he kept thinking "Holy crap! Holy crap!" He couldn't find the words to describe his feelings at that moment.
"San'er?" He was even more certain of his thoughts. The legendary figure from the base had come to him, smiling at him without a mask. The shock was unimaginable.
His mind went blank, and he didn't know what to say. After a long while, he finally managed to utter a single word—"Nine!?"—very softly, but An Moxue heard it.
She nodded slightly and asked with a smile, "Sir, won't you introduce yourself?"
"I am Rong Anli."
"I am An Moxue. My identity for this liaison is Lan Yiren, and my identity in England is Jiduo."
"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! What is the boss saying! He's covered everything, this is a sign of his trust in me! Right! Right! Yes!" Rong Anli was screaming wildly in his heart, his face beaming with joy.
The two sat down as they talked. A waiter came over, and An Moxue ordered a coffee with sugar and milk.
After the waiter left, An Moxue smiled broadly, "I never expected it to be you! San'er!"
"You're my boss, call me whatever you want! I never expected to see you again here after all these years, what a surprise! Boss, you probably don't know, your deeds have been reported in our base, you're amazing! I never thought I'd see you alive in my lifetime, is this really your face?"
An Moxue looked at the guy in front of her who was about to spout nonsense and stopped him, saying, "I'm not alive, are you seeing a ghost, or are you already seventy or eighty years old?"
"Boss, I'm so happy to see you that I'm rambling on and on! Please forgive my excitement. Especially seeing your real face. You're absolutely stunning! And your parents must be so good-looking!" See? That's what it means to flatter someone. He even complimented the person's parents. Who could refuse that?
Just then, the waiter came and served coffee. After the waiter left, An Moxue suppressed a laugh, but she was genuinely happy. She said, "Alright, let's get down to business. Are you traveling alone this time?"
When it came to serious matters, he dropped his joking demeanor. "No, I'm the spokesperson. There are a few others who operate in the shadows. I handle all the public matters."
“Yes, I’ve arranged everything here. Here’s the information. Take a look now, and give it to me after you’re done. Destroy it immediately.” An Moxue said, handing San’er a small piece of paper covered with writing.
San'er took the paper and read it carefully. After reading it, she handed the paper back to An Moxue. An Moxue took the paper, put it in her hand, and used her inner strength to turn the paper into a pile of powder.
When San'er saw this, his eyes widened and his mouth opened so wide it could fit an egg. He was so surprised that he didn't know what to say!
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