Moreover, all employees in the group building, except for the closely monitored cleaning staff, were members inducted into the Jiuxiao Organization. Typically, those working at the headquarters for six months, a year, or several years would be transferred to provincial or regional leadership positions, enriching various aspects of the organization.
In short, this detailed operational process, according to Hao Zhenhua, was the result of discussions with experts he consulted for a few hundred dollars, and its feasibility was unquestionable.
Of course, while this approach might deceive ordinary people, it couldn’t fool those with far-reaching influence. Even if they knew the true nature of the Jiuxiao Group, they could only stand by and watch, because by this time, the Jiuxiao Organization was no longer something anyone could easily interfere with.
Moreover, guided by Hao Zhenhua, Hao Yunyang had already connected with a high-ranking central leader, contributing a significant yet not overly shocking amount of technical information, successfully becoming a focus of central attention. Under such circumstances, who would dare to step forward and cause trouble?
Although Hao Yunyang was somewhat disdainful of contributing materials in exchange for official protection, under China’s national conditions, this was the only choice. After all, Hao Yunyang never intended to oppose the state or develop a large group of super soldiers to start a war and claim territory. His small ideal was actually quite mild – to live comfortably and well!
“What are you thinking about?” He entered the bedroom softly and immediately saw Zhao Chenxin, who had changed into a West Lai short skirt professional outfit, standing blankly in front of the mirror. Seeing her appearance, Hao Yunyang couldn’t help but chuckle lightly, interrupting her thoughts.
“I’m wondering if we’ll be busier after the group is established,” Zhao Chenxin said with a somewhat gloomy expression, unconsciously adjusting her bangs as Hao Yunyang entered.
“Silly girl, isn’t establishing the group meant to liberate us?” Hao Yunyang recalled Zhao Chenxin’s dedication to the Jiuxiao organization over the past two years and his initial promise to her. He walked over, embracing her gently and said softly: “In another period of time, no, within three months!”
He paused briefly before continuing: “Three months from now, regardless of whether the group headquarters is on track, I promise to take you on a trip. The weather in Normandy would be perfect.”
