As soon as Weiss's words fell, a long page of plans appeared in front of Lin Yiyan, and on the plan on the virtual optical screen, the top few plans had been marked with red lines, indicating that they had been completed, and there were many plans listed one by one.

After looking at the latest plan, Lin Yiyan nodded, then waved his hand to close the plan, and the Red Devil Pavilion fell silent......

………

Two days later in a private office. An old man with gray hair quickly signed his name under a document with a pen in his hand.

"I hope you will be kind to those children." Then he stood up and handed the handpiece to Mark on the other side. Jackson said as he looked at Mark with a pleading expression full of regret and pleading.

"Mr. Jordan, rest assured, we will take care of those children." Mark stepped forward to take the transfer agreement, and after making sure that there was no problem with the signature, he put it in a small leather bag clipped at his waist, and reached out to shake the old man's hand.

Jordan nodded and didn't say anything more.

"I still have some things to take care of here, so I won't bother Mr. Jordan, goodbye." Mark retracted his hand and said.

"Okay." Jordan nodded, walked around his desk, and sent Mark out of his study.

"Mr. Jordan stays." Mark said again. Jordan didn't say anything more as he said, and saw Mark off from his villa with his eyes.

Moments later, Mark walked out of the villa and got into the black sedan parked on the street in front of the villa.

"Okay, that orphanage is ours now, you can bring someone over to receive it." Mark handed over the transfer contract he had just signed with Jordan to the woman with a cold temperament beside him.

The latter nodded slightly and put the information away. Then the car shook slightly, and with a slight engine hum, it drove away from the villa and into the distance.

………

A day later, outside an orphanage in Venezuela's Amakuro Delta, a large truck slowly pulled up in front of the orphanage. Then the door opened, and two South Africans, a man and a woman, stepped out from the left and right sides of the cab.

Look at each other. and they took action separately. One of the men turned and walked to the back of the truck and opened the closed trunk used to put the belongings. The woman went straight into the orphanage, walked through the courtyard into the main embrace, and found a South African woman resting inside.

"May I ask ...... you," the woman wondered as she looked at the strange woman who suddenly appeared in front of her.

"I'm Annie? Pracheni, the one who came to take over this orphanage, this is Jordan? Amas. The contract of assignment signed by Mr. Alfon, you can check it. The woman turned sideways and took out a contract in a transparent plastic document bag from the small leather bag she was holding, handed it to the South African woman, and said.

"Huh? You, hello, I'm Herrera? Manises, the de facto administrator of the orphanage. Mr. Alfonne called me yesterday to inform me about your business. Welcome. The South African woman named Herrera hurriedly said politely.

"Needless to say, let's complete the handover first." The woman who identified herself as Anne reached out and shook Ellera's hand, speaking in a cold voice.

"Okay, okay." Herrera, who was a little uncomfortable by Anne's strength, agreed dryly. Then the two of them left the office, and under Herrera's leadership, they called people from room to room.