Looking at the sky‑high numbers lining the computer screen, all of them were records of transactions between Smith and Anpei Lan. Anpei Lan took these things very seriously; he had put them in an extremely encrypted file and used very advanced security software. But Gu Yelin's hacking skills were so good that even Cao Xiaosha and An Zhiyu admired him to the point of worship. Without exaggeration, any computer in this world—if he doesn't go in, it's only because he doesn't feel like it, not because he can't.
"What does he need this much money for?" After staring for a long time, An Yiqing realized something was off. Although Anpei Lan had dipped his hands into the Black Horn Region's poppy product exports, this inflow of funds was way too big—downright astronomical! And all the money was flowing into his private accounts.
What did Anpei Lan need that much money for? He wasn't someone who craved wealth and luxury.
