Thief Game: Starting with Obtaining the Kidd Card

……

at the same time.

In another world, inside a fortress-like underground chamber, a dozen or so young people are busy at work.

"The organization's secret vault in Hokkaido was attacked two hours ago? Damn it! Why did it take you so long to report? Were you all taken out by the secret drug and tranquilizer gun? A bunch of useless trash!"

"The Hiroshima secret vault was also attacked? Was the damage significant? But who were the attackers? What do you mean they were taken down without even seeing the person?"

"Kyoto was attacked too? Baka!"

Inside the fortress, the telephone rang incessantly, while at the head of the long table sat a middle-aged man with buck teeth and a single eye, his face grim as he listened to his subordinates' reports.

"Lord Rum, since today, our organization's secret vaults in various locations have been attacked one after another, and the methods used are all remarkably consistent. More than ten vaults have been attacked so far, and our losses... are very heavy!"

Rum's face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

He had already torn up his chef's uniform, which he hadn't had time to change out of due to the urgency of the situation, and threw it aside. Even without saying a word, his anger was palpable.

boom--

The heavy door was suddenly pushed open, and a member of the black-clad organization rushed in in a panic.

"Lord Rum! We've been suddenly attacked by an unknown hacker! The attacker is very powerful and seems very familiar with our system! We were completely unprepared, and our firewall has been breached! They want to... access our online accounts!"

"what?!"

Upon hearing this news, Rum could no longer sit still. In all his years in the organization, he had never been so angry.

It was bad enough that a bunch of reckless guys who appeared out of nowhere robbed their organization's secret vault offline, but now their network system has also been attacked!

How many people are on the other side?

Rum gritted his teeth and spoke.

The organization member standing opposite him trembled as he extended a single finger, his hand shaking as if he feared the other would kill him at any moment.

“One hundred people?” Rum frowned.

"One...one person..."

"What!??"

……

midnight.

A gentle evening breeze blew, causing fallen leaves to patter against the windowpane.

Inside the bedroom, Amy, wearing only a men's shirt, was still sitting on the edge of the bed, busy with her work.

The thin shirt could hardly conceal her stunning figure, and her nimble fingers danced across the computer keyboard, creating a beautiful scene. However, her slightly furrowed brows seemed somewhat out of place.

Amya stared at the file information that had just been sent to her on the computer screen, her expression slightly serious.

“Not enough, still not enough! Mill, you should contact the major venture capital firms and groups and banks that can come up with a lot of money in a short time, and tell them that we can use 25% of the shares of each of our four subsidiaries as collateral to borrow money from them.”

As soon as Amya finished speaking, Mil's hesitant voice came from the other end of the phone:

"This... Your Highness, why don't you reconsider? There's a risk that we'll be broken up and reorganized if we do this! And... even if you do it this way, I'm afraid we'll still be short of funds."

After a brief silence, Amya asked, "What other assets do I have at my disposal?"

"Aside from some minor assets, all that should remain is that multinational company you recently established, which operates independently outside the group. However, although that company has a considerable market value, it doesn't have much cash flow, unless... it raises funds in advance..."

Early financing!

This was something Amy had thought of for a long time but had never considered doing.

The reason is simple: this multinational corporation was originally a springboard for Amya's plan to transform the group.

Although the company's market value is already very high, it is still far from the initial investment. Raising funds now is simply giving money away to others!

"Okay, I understand. I'll think about it some more."

Amya closed her eyes, pinched the bridge of her nose, and replied with a hint of helplessness.

The call ended, and Amy closed her laptop again, her delicate face revealing her exhaustion.

Just then, a hand gently rested on her shoulder, lightly massaging her temples. Amy didn't resist at all, but simply leaned into the arms of the person beside her.

"Okay, don't put so much pressure on yourself."

Chen Feng's gentle voice came through.

Amya softly agreed, slowly opening her eyes to look at the man who had been missing for some time but was now so close to her. A smile appeared on her tired face:

"Sometimes I think, even if I really lose to my uncle, it would be fine. At least with his abilities, he would be an excellent candidate to sit in that position, and I could leave without any worries, buy a small island, and build a private estate that belongs only to us..."

As she spoke, a longing look unconsciously appeared in Amy's eyes, and she even tightened her grip on Chen Feng's arm, as if afraid that the person in front of her would disappear again.

"Next time you're going out... could you please tell me? Don't just disappear like you did this morning, okay?"

Amya's voice lowered, like a rare soft cry from a proud peacock, and even her eyes held a hint of pleading.

Seeing Amya like this, Chen Feng was stunned for a couple of seconds. He gently placed his hand on her chest, hugged her, and then smiled and nodded, saying, "Okay."

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Amya was like a child who had received a new toy, and the fatigue on her face instantly disappeared.

"I have to leave again tomorrow." But Chen Feng's voice came again shortly afterward.

"tomorrow?"

Amya seemed very reluctant to part: "When will you be back?"

……

Chapter 452 Reencounter with Anna

When will you be back?

"I'll be back as soon as possible. If all goes well, you'll see me when you attend the bidding tomorrow night."

Chen Feng gently stroked Amya's hair, as if to soothe the person in his arms.

“I have reviewed all of your bid price proposals. The third version is quite reasonable. Any higher would be too much of a burden on your company and would be counterproductive.”

"But……"

Amy struggled out of Chen Feng's arms, opening her mouth as if to say something, but Chen Feng spoke first:

"Trust me, okay?"

A smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips as he looked into Amy's eyes. Their eyes met, and looking into those familiar and confident eyes, Amy unconsciously nodded.

Even though she knew that version was an outdated plan, even though its price was almost uncompetitive compared to that of her uncle, Prince Keruk, and even though she was likely to lose, she still chose to believe in the other party.

"Hey? Mill, the follow-up plans have been cancelled. You should suspend contact with venture capital firms and banks. Also, the financing plan has been cancelled. Everything else will proceed as normal."

"Your Highness! But..."

"There's no 'but' about it. Just listen to me, that's all."

"Yes...Your Highness."

The call ended quickly, and Amy's gaze fell on Chen Feng again.

In her memory, no matter what he faced, Chen Feng always seemed so confident, as if nothing could ever make him panic.

"What are you looking at?"

Seemingly noticing Amya's gaze, Chen Feng turned to ask.

Amya shook her head, her alluring red lips curving into a dangerous smile: "It's nothing. When are you leaving tomorrow?"

"Around 7 a.m., what's wrong?" Chen Feng asked curiously.

"7 o'clock? That's enough." Amya said, puzzled, but the smile on her lips never disappeared.

Chen Feng's confusion deepened: "What's enough? Enough of what? Uh-oh?"

—The sound of phoenix flutes stirs, the jade pot shines, and fish and dragons dance all night.

……

The next day.

Around noon.

In a villa district in the heart of Moscow, a woman sits casually on a sofa. Her fitted outfit accentuates her tall figure, and her beautiful face is stunning even without makeup.

If there were anyone from the Arctic Bear Kingdom here, they would almost certainly recognize the woman in front of them as Anna, the "Snow Country Princess"!

The room was completely silent.

Anna sat calmly on the sofa, sipping her coffee, her gaze occasionally glancing at the slightly uneasy woman dressed as a butler standing to the side.

Perhaps Anna's gaze was too intimidating, so the woman dressed as a butler had no choice but to speak first:

“Miss, you’ve already turned down several dinner invitations. Today’s one was personally arranged by the master. Why don’t you… take a look?”

"Really? My dad arranged it himself?"

Anna put down her coffee cup and turned to look at the housekeeper: "Is this just a simple dinner party, or is it another excuse to arrange something for me, something about him taking a fancy to a promising young man?"

"Forehead……"

The housekeeper was momentarily speechless, a hint of embarrassment on her face. She could only try to explain, "The master is only thinking of you. Why don't you go and take a look? What if you like it too?"

"No need!"

Anna didn't give the housekeeper a chance to continue, forcefully interrupting her:

“I’ve already said it before, I have someone I like, and he doesn’t need to worry about me. Who can I blame if he doesn’t believe me? Besides! I only came back because it was his birthday. If he continues like this, I’m leaving!”

"Miss……"

Anna said in an unyielding tone, "Just tell him that!"

Hearing her mistress say this, the housekeeper couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Okay, Miss. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."

With that, the housekeeper turned to leave, but before she reached the door, she seemed to remember something and turned back:

"Miss, we just received a visiting card this morning."