Yang Wenqing had Zhong Shuo, the commander of the personal guard camp, lead a fully staffed hundred-man unit to take over all Mutual Aid Society offices and storage facilities in Coral City, conduct a unified registration of their financial status, and assist the local City Defense Bureau's Major Crimes Division in arresting those involved.
Coral City gave Yang Wenqing its fullest support. After all, quite a few of Coral City's foreign trade companies were deeply tied to the Redstone Region. Their shipping routes, warehouse quotas, and trade permits all depended on approvals from the Redstone Region. No one was willing to oppose the Governor-General's Mansion at such a critical moment.
On the other hand, many people had long disliked the Mutual Aid Society. Over the past twenty years of expansion, it had swallowed up too much market share and squeezed the survival space of many local businesses.
Two mornings later.
Yang Wenqing was processing official documents in the office area of the Governor-General's Mansion's front courtyard. Several stacks of monthly reports awaiting review and a pile of funding requests submitted by various branch bureaus covered his desk when a surge of spiritual energy came through his personal communication channel.
He raised his hand to connect it, and Shen Chongshan's voice came from the badge. "Junior Brother, I'll arrive in the Redstone Region in half an hour. Don't publicize my arrival."
Yang Wenqing answered, "All right." He then set down his pen, called Yang Yuan over, wrote down the identification code for a Flying Shuttle, and instructed him, "Personally clear the landing pad in the rear courtyard, authorize this Flying Shuttle to enter the airspace, and guide it to land in the back."
Yang Yuan answered, "Yes," and quickly left.
After handling the last document in his hand, Yang Wenqing returned