Many children, many blessings; the story begins with revenge against the beautiful boss.

In return for Cao Kun's kindness, Yuan Xinyi voluntarily revealed a top-secret piece of information.

"Boss, did you know that the New Continent Consortium is actually planning a complete shift?"

A glint of shrewdness flashed in Cao Kun's eyes, and he raised an eyebrow, asking, "What do you mean?"

Yuan Xinyi patiently explained, "The war between Wuji Kingdom and Baixiong Kingdom has long been at a stalemate."

These two countries have been fighting for so long that their national treasuries have long been emptied, and they are now penniless.

The conglomerates have already made enough profit in this war, and there's no point in dragging it out any longer.

Most importantly, the conglomerate's top brass intends to open up a completely new battlefield, preparing to seize even greater profits there.

Cao Kun immediately became interested: "Who will be the New Continent Consortium's next target?"

"Master, why are you asking about this?"

With flushed cheeks and hazy almond eyes, Yuan Xinyi raised her head and gazed at him intently.

Cao Kun's lips curled into a playful smile, and he casually replied:

"Pay close attention to the New Continent Consortium's next move."

It also allows me to plan ahead and stay informed about changes in the global situation.

Yuan Xinyi's figure was extremely supple, so flexible that she was almost like a water snake.

She climbed up Cao Kun's legs little by little.

She naturally straddled him, her two fair and delicate arms intimately embracing his neck.

"Then I, Xin Nu, will explain it to my master in detail."

As the delicate floral fragrance emanated from her, Yuan Xinyi recounted the information she had stolen from Adam:

"Based on an internal resolution by the conglomerate's elders, they have set their sights on the Middle East."

The conglomerate is preparing to secretly fuel a new round of conflict in the Middle East.

All preparations are currently underway in secret.

"The Middle East?" Cao Kun frowned slightly.

"Yes."

Yuan Xinyi nodded firmly: "That's precisely why..."

Mr. Adam will soon be promoted by the consortium to Special President for Asia, with full authority over the impending war in the Middle East.

Therefore, if you could just temporarily halt the export of titanium alloys this time, you could help Xinnu overcome the current assessment hurdle.

Once he was promoted and busy with new wars, he no longer had the energy to deal with the mess in East Asia.

"Once the fighting starts in the Middle East, no matter how much supplies you ship to Uganda, no one will interfere."

Upon hearing this, Cao Kun chuckled softly, his knuckles lightly tapping the table.

"I'm becoming more and more interested in Mr. Adam's ways. Tell me all about him."

"Heh, my dear boss, what brings you to suddenly become interested in an old foreign man?"

Yuan Xinyi handed over the documents in her hand, half-jokingly teasing him.

*Smack!* Cao Kun picked up the hardcover folder on the table without any politeness, tapped her forehead irritably, and said in a light scolding tone:

"You talk too much, get down to business."

Yuan Xinyi rubbed her head, which had been hit, and immediately dropped her playful demeanor. She then stood up straight and reported to her supervisor in a serious tone:

"Adam is in his forties, extremely stubborn, and..."

He is also a Lion-level martial artist.

"Lion-level?"

Cao Kun raised an eyebrow. This was the first time in a long time that he had heard of a living Lion-level martial artist.

However, given that the New Continent Consortium is one of the most powerful groups in the world, it's not surprising that it possesses a Lion-level expert.

"Yes, Master, look, this is a picture of Mr. Adam."

As she spoke, Yuan Xinyi took out her phone and showed Cao Kun a photo.

The person in the photo is a purebred white man with blond hair, blue eyes, and a resolute, cold face.

He wore sunglasses and had a cold expression.

His demeanor was exactly like Wesker, the main villain in Resident Evil.

She paused, her tone becoming somewhat strange:

"However, this person has a strange quirk."

He is a passionate enthusiast of Chinese culture.

Not only can he speak fluent Chinese,

He even tattooed the four Chinese characters "Empty Prince" on his back.

It is said that he felt their country's history was only a few hundred years old and lacked depth.

China boasts a rich culture spanning thousands of years, so he greatly admires Eastern civilization.

After hearing this absurd description, Cao Kun muttered a speechless complaint:

"Don't they also have thousands of years of history and culture? Why don't they go and admire them?"

Yuan Xinyi chuckled and gave him a coquettish glare.

"Things are so dirty over there in India. Mr. Adam has a serious case of mysophobia."

Cao Kun: "..."

The two finished their tender moment.

Cao Kun put away his joking thoughts, took out a medical syringe from his pocket, and casually tossed it to Yuan Xinyi.

Inside the transparent syringe, a viscous, dark red liquid flowed silently—the Blood of Judgment potion.

Cao Kun briefly described the effects of the medicine to Yuan Xinyi, then solemnly instructed:

"Arrange for reliable personnel to use the New Continent Consortium's cutting-edge medical laboratories to study this thing."

Yuan Xinyi carefully played with the syringe in her hand, her beautiful eyes full of interest.

"Is this the Unification Association's trump card?"

She carefully put away the syringe, and said with a sweet smile, "Don't worry, Master, I will inform you as soon as I have the results."

Having finished his business, Cao Kun left Millennium Bar.

Even while sitting in the car, his mind was still racing.

Based on the information Yuan Xinyi had just provided, he keenly sensed a huge business opportunity.

If a large-scale war breaks out in the Middle East, international crude oil prices will inevitably experience a surge.

"At that time, perhaps we can do it this way..."

A strange light flickered in Cao Kun's eyes.

……

Time flew by and it was late at night on February 14th.

As the Lunar New Year approaches, the streets of Nagato City are already filled with a strong festive atmosphere.

Bright red lanterns hung high on the branches.

Several children, holding lit fireworks and firecrackers, laughed and chased each other in the alley, their crisp laughter breaking the chill of the winter night.

The adults, wrapped in thick cotton-padded coats, stood under the eaves, watching from afar with smiles on their faces.

People who have worked hard all year can finally unload their burdens and enjoy this rare moment of leisure, just waiting for the arrival of the Spring Festival.

However, this tranquil leisure does not belong to Kunlun Capital.

The trading hall was brightly lit and the atmosphere was bustling with activity.

Xiao Li's eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep as he stared intently at the silver intraday chart on the international betting platform, not daring to blink.

Silver prices have surged to $115, and the upward momentum is strong.

Judging by this momentum, it will undoubtedly reach the $120 mark tonight.

Watching the numbers constantly changing on the screen, Xiao Li felt as if his chest was being pounded by a drum.