Leaving the urban area of Zhonghai City, the traffic on the highway beca sparse.
Inside a bright red Porsche Cayenne, usually reserved for An Xin, two female bodyguards sat in the front, responsible for driving.
Yang Chen held An Xin's hand, sitting in the back, allowing her to rest her head on his shoulder.
The woman seed too exhausted. After finishing what she needed to say, she was drowsy and had no intention of continuing to talk, just wanting to lean against the man.
Yang Chen's expression didn't look good. He wasn't exactly furious, but his brows were furrowed with a hint of disgust.
After An Xin almost choked while recounting the recent events in the An family, Yang Chen's first thought was that he should have fed that fool An Zaihuan and the Liu family father and son to the sharks long ago!
The issue, though not small, wasn't that big in Yang Chen's eyes.
The root cause was a dispute over an island in the South China Sea between Yanxia and the Philippines, a matter that had garnered global attention over the past month or two.
This matter, in any way one looked at it, was the Philippines stirring up trouble. They were emboldened by the distant firepower of the US military, acting like a fox exploiting the tiger's might.
Although the upper echelons of Yanxia were criticized by countless citizens for their incompetence, they remained steadfast, refusing to engage in direct conflict. After all, if they acted based on public opinion, they wouldn't be leaders.
Nevertheless, they didn't let the Philippines gain any advantage either, consistently using their naval fleet to block the island, maintaining a stalemate.
From Yang Chen's perspective, this situation was understandable. Yanxia's real opponent wasn't the Philippines but the United States hiding in the background. The Philippines was rely a pawn.
Although the US special organization Blue Storm wasn't overwhelmingly powerful, the world belonged to its six billion inhabitants. In a human society, the true masters of the world weren't so super martial artists or supernatural organizations, but the comprehensive national power encompassing technology, economy, and culture. Military force alone could kill but couldn't create.
If Yanxia truly engaged in a fight with the Philippines, the massive financial outflow and personnel loss would only make the US military laugh.
The US was doing a zero-cost trade, losing nothing regardless of the outco, whereas Yanxia would be the fool if they took the bait.
Yanxia's governnt wasn't entirely foolish either. They imposed various trade embargoes on the Philippines, stopping the supply of essential goods, causing public discontent in the Philippines.
Currently, the military standoff continues at sea, making so hot-blooded soldiers feel aggrieved, but military orders are unyielding, and they can only watch helplessly.
Having witnessed countless wars, Yang Chen knew how brutal a real fight would be, so he regarded the inflammatory online information with skepticism, hoping for a bloodless victory. After all, those soldiers were ordinary flesh and blood, and there was no need for unnecessary conflict with guns and cannons.
Ultimately, these matters didn't concern Yang Chen much, as long as the clowns didn't bother him, he wouldn't worry.
However, by the end of last month, An Zaihuan, the head of the An family, took advantage of the family's ports and cargo ships in southern Yanxia, quietly transporting banned raw materials and chemical products to the Philippines!
These materials could alleviate the dostic tension in the Philippines and allow them to produce more weapons!
If the Philippines' internal conflicts were resolved, it would an longer support from the US, increasing the social pressure on Yanxia and possibly triggering various risks!
Ordinarily, An Zaihuan, an ordinary businessman, couldn't smuggle goods past customs to the Philippines at such a critical ti. However, the FBI secretly approached him.
FBI agents handled the details, helping An Zaihuan avoid detection by Yanxia's governnt, offering him more than double the usual profits!
Such a temptation indeed swayed An Zaihuan!
It wasn't that he fully trusted the FBI, but he knew he had the backing of the Rothschild family! His cargo ships, bearing the Rothschild family crest, could apply for customs exemption! This ancient and legendary family held imnse privileges recognized worldwide!
The FBI had discovered this and chose him as their channel.
The Rothschild family, not bound to any country, welcod any profitable business that didn't harm the family's interests.
So, even though An Zaihuan's actions exploited the family's privileges, the Rothschilds wouldn't oppose because a significant portion of the profits went to them, and if sothing went wrong, they could bla An Zaihuan, knowing Yanxia wouldn't dare touch the Rothschilds.
But there's no secret that doesn't co out. After half a month of transactions, the National Defense Bureau and other departnts discovered so clues!
Special forces of the Ministry of Defense began to monitor An Zaihuan, halting cargo transportation.
The Rothschild family, having made a substantial profit, withdrew cleanly, putting all the bla on An Zaihuan, assuring Yanxia's governnt they wouldn't speak for him due to their business ties.
Facing imminent arrest, the FBI smuggled An Zaihuan out of the country, leaving the Defense Ministry's agents in vain!
Though seemingly a thankless task, it was a valuable gesture of "buying bones with a thousand gold," indicating that the US valued those they utilized, ensuring future loyalty from others. So, even if An Zaihuan was no longer useful, they were willing to save him.
Since this was an ordinary human conflict, there was no involvent of special figures like those from Yan Huang Iron Brigade, otherwise, An Zaihuan wouldn't have escaped.
After narrating these events, An Xin silently rested her eyes on Yang Chen's shoulder for a long ti before softly continuing, "A few days ago, he felt he would be caught, so he asked to beg you for help. But how could I? If not for you, my father and I would have been devoured by the Liu family. He remains unrepentant, committing such treasonous acts."
"But you can't let go of him because, after all, he is your biological father. This makes you suffer, leading you to drink so much at night and be late for work during the day," Yang Chen sighed deeply. He realized he had been too careless and hadn't been attentive enough to the won around him.
An Xin nodded tearfully, "I'm sorry. I know it's wrong to hide things from you, but Jade Lotus International also had problems, and you don't belong to alone. I couldn't ask you to abandon Sister Lin and the others to help with these issues just because of him. I already felt guilty towards Auntie and President Lin because of Lu Min's matter. Now that the National Defense Ministry and the FBI are involved, I didn't dare to tell you."
Yang Chen gently stroked An Xin's hair. This woman was the most "unqualified" mistress; she always worried he would abandon her, overthinking everything and constantly trying to please him, which only made her suffer.
"It's okay, I'll help you solve these problems little by little. Just follow obediently," Yang Chen comforted her with a few words, then took out his phone. After pondering for a mont, he dialed a number.
A man's hearty laugh ca through the phone, "My dear friend, how could His Majesty Hades be calling at this hour? Your wife just won a brilliant business battle that left the world speechless. Shouldn't you two be celebrating?"
"Edward, why didn't you tell about the An family's situation?" Yang Chen got straight to the point without much small talk. Even though he didn't know other mbers of the Rothschild family, he was sowhat annoyed that his long-ti friend, a core mber, hadn't inford him. Edward couldn't have been unaware!
Edward chuckled bitterly on the other end, "You're too direct. I was hoping to get away with it, Yang Chen. I hope you understand, I may be your friend, but I am also one of the family's successors. I have to consider our family's interests."
"Just because An Zaihuan's business is profitable?" Yang Chen frowned.
"Exactly!" Edward admitted candidly. "For us Rothschilds, concepts like nations, ethnicity, and territory are all aningless. Our survival hinges on the fortress built with money! As long as we can reap huge profits, we are willing to do anything, even go to hell.
An Zaihuan's actions may put Yanxia in an awkward position, but that's not our concern. We only care about how much profit he can generate for us. His fate is his own business.
If I had inford you beforehand, you would certainly have stopped it, causing a loss to our family. As a Rothschild, I couldn't let that happen. I hope you understand. At the sa ti, as your friend, I owe you an apology."
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