Departure

Departure. PS: It was Sunday today, so I slept in a little. Sorry for the delay.

Yang Bo was somewhat surprised when he saw the message Zhang Bozhen had sent.

"Looks like this guy thinks I'm causing trouble over here?"

"No, that's not it. He's afraid I'll bring retaliation from the Aquamarine Empire. After all, they're a whole country."

"If that's the case, I'll have to name a good price."

He sent a message: Young Master Zhang, business is business. The Central Reserve is one matter; me showing my face on another planet is another. I'd be making a huge contribution to March Star's peace and public security.

Zhang Bozhen: Ninth Mister, you're too modest. I'll introduce you to some new clients. A friend of mine has been having a difficult time lately.

Yang Bo looked over the information on the person Zhang Bozhen had sent. He was a member of a certain family and its primary heir, but he was now facing the loss of his inheritance rights. As for the details, Zhang Bozhen had not sent them over.

Ninth Mister: Young Master Zhang, just wait for my good news.

Yang Bo naturally knew that Zhang Bozhen was doing this because he wanted to gradually distance himself from him. After all, being tangled up with a criminal organization like his was not exactly a good look.

Of course, if he took on the company's Central Reserve job Zhang Bozhen had mentioned, the company would be thrown into chaos, and the family would have no time to spare for Zhang Bozhen.

"People are always scheming against each other. Sigh." Yang Bo shook his head and sighed.

He put away his communicator, turned invisible again, and returned to the villa.

Looking at everything inside the villa, Yang Bo felt nothing for