Alien Executioner

The security guard saluted An Ran in a standard manner, somewhat nervously.

The man in front of me was wearing a bright khaki windbreaker, with shoulder-length black hair and a face without any emotion. He was cold and cruel, as cruel as a leader in a bad mood.

An Ran looked at the building where the Sally Club was located, and his eyes stayed on the security guard for half a second before he handed him the key and a bill.

"Help me keep an eye on the car."

After saying that, he stepped onto the marble steps. Standing at the door was a man with a slight smile. He extended his hand.

"Hello, Mr. An Ran. I am the manager of the Sally Club. Welcome. Your father has been waiting for you upstairs."

"I understand."

An Ran responded calmly, shook hands with the manager, and followed him to the elevator.

He was enjoying his vacation in the hotel in his real identity, but his father suddenly called him at noon, so he went to the place specified by the phone.

This is a bounty club that was founded only three months ago. Before An Ran came, he relied on Ling to check it out.

But there is one thing that is a bit of a headache.

Just six days ago, Anshi Group took a quarter of the shares without any investment and became the largest shareholder without any risk.

An Ran has never had any interest in the family business, nor does he understand how to do business. Now he can hardly even do his job as an executive.

He guessed the old witch Yi Qi Ba Ling Qi VI Yi Ba's intention and pursed his lips.

There are more than 4 members registered in the Sally Club. They act as bounty hunters to find "clues" or related information about alien species and sell them to satisfy the interests of some wealthy people. This gameplay was first popular in the second district, but it is not the truth.

An Ran knew that the founder of the world's first bounty club was an alien.

Clubs of this nature mostly serve the alien species.

The aliens carried out black trade in the form of bounties. In order to avoid being attacked by the executive officers, they traded food, thereby growing stronger and attracting a group of ordinary people who were unaware of the situation.

An Ran didn't know why his father was interested in this club. The benefits that a bounty club could gain were extremely limited. It was more like a game for rich people.

The elevator light turned green as it reached the 15th floor. The doors opened on both sides and the manager made a gesture for invitation.

An Ran nodded slightly. This time, there was no need for anyone to lead the way. As the manager did not have the authority to enter, there was only a straight corridor on this floor.

At the end of the corridor was an open door. There were only five people in the meeting room, three men and two women, two of whom were particularly familiar.

He saw his father, the housekeeper Ling, and three other people with smiles on their faces.

The first person to stand up was a mature man with a full beard. He had some graying hair, but it was not too obvious, and was wearing a well-ironed suit.

He looked like the owner of the club. When the man stood up, a man and a woman on both sides also stood up at the same time.

"Why are you here just now? I've been waiting for you for a long time." The father patted his son's shoulder with a dissatisfaction, then smiled and looked at everyone, wanting to introduce them.

"This must be Young Master An Ran, right? He's truly remarkable." The man laughed and spoke the federal language not very fluently.

An Ran nodded.

"Please sit down. I have something to discuss with you this time," said my father.

Ling considerately moved the chair slightly, and An Ran sat down suspiciously. The three people in front of him also sat down. There was a document on the table, and it only needed signatures.

"what's up?"

"Let me introduce myself first."

Dad didn't explain the details right away, but instead introduced the three people present to him one by one, politely gesturing to the man sitting in front of him with his hand.

"This is the owner of the club, my good friend Hilbert. The other two are members of the board of directors, Mr. Cao and Ms. Long."

"Hello, Mr. Hilbert." An Ran nodded slightly to him and also nodded to the two board members.

"Mr. Cao, Ms. Long."

"You're welcome, Mr. An Ran. We are just little-known members." Ms. Long responded with a chuckle.

"It is our honor to share Director An Ran's precious time." Mr. Cao also nodded in response.

"I'm on vacation recently and have plenty of time." An Ran's eyes fell on the man named Hilbert and he felt that the name was very familiar.

I feel like I've heard of this somewhere before.

"His time is worthless. He doesn't look for a woman and he doesn't have any fun in life. Don't take him seriously." Dad laughed and patted his shoulder.

An Ran held back and took a deep breath.

"I'm in a hurry. Can you tell me what's going on first? If it's not too big, I'll leave."

"Of course, of course. Hey, my good friend, did you see that? My son has such a bad temper. He is really outrageous. He doesn't even take me seriously at home..." Dad looked at Hilbert with a beaming smile.

Hilbert said nothing, but just stroked his forehead.

The housekeeper Ling at the side closed her eyes and glanced at Liu Yi.

"It's very simple. If you sign this document in the presence of the board members, you will become the club's largest shareholder." Dad snorted.

An Ran had already started browsing the contents of the document. He was so absorbed in reading it that only he knew he was reading very quickly. Everyone else was waiting quietly.

There is no problem with the content of the document. As the director of the Countermeasures Bureau headquarters, I have no blind spots regarding the document, I just feel confused.

He didn't think he could be a shareholder, it didn't make any sense.

In comparison, housekeeper Ling is better at calculating accounts than himself.

"Allow me to refuse..." An Ran said and was about to stand up.

Suddenly, my father held his shoulders and prevented him from standing up.

"Don't be anxious. Tell me why you don't sign it?"

“Why do you want to sign?”

Mr. Hilbert spoke:

"Mr. An Ran, this is a risk-free choice. Although the Sally Club was founded not long ago, it has become the world's largest bounty club. It has tens of thousands of registered members and a wide range of resources. As a shareholder, you do not need to bear legal risks. We have handled legal procedures and licenses. Strictly speaking, we are indeed a profit-making club."

"I don't have much time to take care of a club." An Ran explained the reason for his refusal and questioned his father calmly.

"And I wonder why it was me."

"You just need to wait for your dividends. I have arranged a secretary to manage the Yilinyi Banner Si (Five) Jiusi for you. As for why it is you..."

Dad scratched his head, obviously not sure how to explain it.

"In the future, the entire An Group will belong to your sister. Isn't that a little unfair to you? We should treat everyone equally. After all, we are all members of the An family."

An Ran laughed out loud, he knew his father didn't understand what he said.

He drummed his fingers on the table and his eyes became somewhat lazy.

"What I mean is, if I can arrange for a secretary to manage it for me, then why do I need to sign? Can't you just be the shareholder? Anyway, you don't want to do any work, just sit back and wait for dividends, right?"

Chapter 107 Reward Method

An Ran touched the jade pendant around his neck. The familiar scent kept his phagocytes calm, so he didn't have to worry about turning back into his true form.

He hated the unknown and refused to sign because he couldn't understand the meaning of his father's choice.

Several members of the board of directors looked at each other. They didn't expect An Ran to refuse so bluntly. If his father hadn't pressed his shoulders, he would have left long ago.

"Mr. An Ran, is there anything else that you are not satisfied with?" Ms. Long asked cautiously.

For her, having a stake in the An family can guarantee the survival of the Sally Club to the greatest extent. As for the dividend of one quarter of the shares, it is only a small number in the context of future development.

As the owner of the club, Mr. Hilbert gave away his shares empty-handed, which was a confusing and loss-making deal, but the other party was the An Group, and the other members of the board of directors did not say anything.

Of course there were more than just three of them on the board of directors. In fact, there were several small shareholders who were a little unhappy about this and did not come.

An Mochen’s only requirement was simple: he must allow his son An Ran to be a shareholder.

Dad let go of my hand, thought for a moment and said, "I'll make a phone call."

Seeing him leave, An Ran sighed, glanced at Ling who remained silent, and started flipping through the contract documents again.

"I've never heard my father say that he has a good friend named Hilbert." An Ran looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze, without disguising it.

"There's no need to talk about this kind of thing. Your father is a great man." Hilbert spoke in an awkward Federal dialect that made people feel uncomfortable.

"I feel like I've seen you somewhere." An Ran was telling the truth, but he did forget where it was, maybe when he was drunk.

Hilbert laughed and touched his face.

“Is my face that popular?”

"Maybe. Few people know that I have a poor memory, although memory is indeed one of the assessment items for executives." An Ran just shrugged.

"In fact, I don't understand your father's train of thought. He is actually already a shareholder, and he just wants to transfer it to you." Hilbert did not show any anxiety.

"I know about that contract. It doesn't involve any risk for me, and it doesn't require any management because you are the boss. The so-called secretary was something he said on purpose." An Ran nodded indifferently.

"Maybe he wants to train you. Isn't this a kind of training for you?"

"Do you really think so? This doesn't make any sense. Although you are a for-profit club, your profits are very low. You don't make money by collecting membership fees, but by taking commissions. You are actually similar to a platform established for bounties, and the profits for two months are not optimistic."

An Ran told about the information he had obtained from Zero, the secretary of the Countermeasures Bureau.

"Excluding the cost of maintaining the two buildings, the average monthly income for the past two months is about 4000 million. Excluding the 1000 million in public funds, I can get 750 million if I become a shareholder. This is also known as the world's largest bounty club. Your scale looks quite large from the outside."

He looked at Hilbert's calmed face and spoke slowly.

"The An Group has countless companies. Pick any one of them and the effect it will produce will be greater than this club. Besides, the nature of your club is destined to not have advertising investment. Perhaps my father has foresight and thinks you have enough potential. Unless this club is too special, I don't think he has any reason to ask me to sign."

The two board members said nothing. An Ran was absolutely right. It was as accurate as if he had done the financial statistics himself, without any mistakes.

After a long silence, Hilbert spoke:

"I can understand your concerns. You think there is no reason for your father to be too concerned about this unprofitable club, right?"

"Yes." An Ran admitted.

"If it was because of our relationship, he would not transfer the shares to me. Obviously, there is no cover for this relationship. Based on my father's usual personality, he would invest or use other means to obtain a shareholder of a company... and he must be the largest shareholder. If the benefits are not high, he would only entrust an agent to manage it and forget about it soon."

He expressed his concerns without any concealment, and showed a little contempt for his father.

"He even used such a low-level excuse as trying to redeem himself from the unfair treatment he had shown me. I have always been a person who does not fight with others. I sincerely believe that my sister is the best successor to the group."

An Ran was very sincere when he said this. Whether as Naya or as an executive, An Xin was the perfect heir to the family.

He had no objection to this and was very supportive.

Hilbert took a deep breath. Only when he came into close contact with An Ran did he realize how difficult this man was to deal with and that he could not be treated like a child.

He is already 23 years old. He is no longer the teenager he used to be. Maturity has gradually emerged in him.

"In your eyes..." Hilbert asked, "what is the nature of the Sally Club?"

"From what I understand, it's a bounty club."

"What's the reward?"

An Ran said without hesitation: "Aliens, your members offer a reward for information about aliens and sell it to certain employers, or simply offer a reward for a mission."

"In fact, we have completed the transformation. The scope of bounty missions has become wider, including agent recruitment and assassination operations. We have taken over all of them." The speaker is Ms. Long.

An Ran frowned and looked at the woman.

“Can this go through every compliance process?”

"The target of assassination is an alien species." Mr. Cao replied with a smile.

"I can't think of any ordinary person who can kill aliens. Unless you provide a ray gun, I can investigate you in my current capacity." An Ran said coldly.

"Let me tell you something. You may not know this." Hilbert told him word by word, "To be precise, the ray gun was provided by your An family."

An Ran did not refute, he should have refuted, but given his father's personality, it is possible that he would do so. After all, there are many gray enterprises that "pay tribute" to the An Group.

"There is also Devouring Wu." Ms. Long added.

An Ran was stunned for a moment.

"There are many retired executive officers, or quasi-executive officers who did not successfully graduate from the academy. They use Devouring Weapons, and we provide Devouring Weapons."

Hilbert breathed out a secret that An Ran had never known before. Perhaps it was not a secret. It was the first time he knew it, and it should have been shocking enough.

But there was no emotion on An Ran's face and he acted like he didn't care at all.

"Yeah." He nodded unexpectedly.

"So the Devouring Weapon was also provided by my family, right?"

Hilbert just smiled and replied to the doctor.