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Late at night, in the VIP suite of Tanglong of Huadu Hotel.

"Mr. Tang Long, first of all, I wish you to save your subordinates, I don't know what you have to do with me?" Mandela asked with a smile on his face. He was in a happy mood now because he had finally become the king of the planet.

"Mr. Mandela, I won't say much politely, I need your help with something." Tang Long, who had already taken off his mecha, stared at Mandela's eyes and said.

Although Mandela was a little uncomfortable by Tang Long, he still nodded violently and said, "Please don't hesitate to say, no matter what, as long as I can help, I will definitely help." Mandela did this to guarantee the ticket, firstly, because he could successfully monopolize the planet by using Tang Long, and secondly, because the source of wealth was guaranteed - the magnetic card of the butterfly dance was still in Tang Long's hands, so Mandela would not refuse Tang Long's request no matter what. He's going to take the opportunity to get the magnetic card back.

"In the future, I will have 30% of the black income of this planet." Tang Long said this very easily.

Mandela was shocked, he jumped up in a panic and shouted, "What are you talking about...... What black income? ”

Tang Long waved his hand and said coldly: "Don't make a show, I know about you using me as a shield and annexing the entire planetary forces, so you better be happy." ”

Mandela was shocked again, he didn't know how Tang Long knew these things, he believed that his subordinates would not say it. Why so convinced? Just think about it, no one is so idiotic as to give someone else the cake that enters their mouth.

Mandela quickly recovered, since Tang Long, who knew the truth, did not hold a gun at him, but asked for money, then it means that Tang Long is also a money-loving person like himself. Mandela breathed a sigh of relief, if this disaster star loves money, then the disaster star is no longer a disaster star.

Mandela sat down and said, "I'm sorry Mr. Tang Long, but since you know, I won't hide it from you. It's too high for you to ask for 30 percent, and 40 percent for the top, so that I have 30 percent left on my side. You only have one company to feed on your side, and millions of people on my side depend on me, how about you want to get 10 percent on your side? ”

"Ichisei? When I'm a beggar! Tang Long snorted coldly, and then without waiting for Mandela to speak, he threw out a few magnetic cards and said, "These are for you, and thirty percent is the same." ”

Seeing those magnetic cards, Mandela swallowed his saliva, because with these magnetic cards, he could ensure that the black income of this planet was the same as before, and it was possible to double it under his own management. When Mandela learned that Tang Long had taken the magnetic card, he calculated how much black income there was on this planet without a butterfly ball, and it made his jaw drop, because after removing the butterfly ball, the black income of this planet actually shrank more than ten times compared to now!

Mandela stared at the few magnetic cards on the table and said, "Although it stands to reason that your share should be a large share, you have already wiped out all the wealth that the Butterfly Dance Club has stored for many years, and even if there are not more than a dozen trillions, there are seven or eight trillion." How about I think you want 20 percent? I guarantee that these two percent will not be less than 2 trillion per year. ”

Tang Long thought for a while and said, "Yes, but I want you to agree, no matter what information the Intelligence Department gets in the future, you will send me a copy, and the detailed form of the annual black income will also be sent." ”

Hearing Tang Long's promise, Mandela agreed without thinking about it: "No problem, in the future, Manlanxing's Intelligence Department will be your Mr. Tang Long's Intelligence Department." Mandela didn't care about any of this information, he cared about the extra 10% of his income. And sent a detailed list of annual income to Tang Long, I believe that Tang Long also wanted to know whether he had any moisture in the two percent. In this regard, Mandela believes that in the future, Tang Long will realize that in terms of profit distribution, his corrupt officials will be more valuable than the most righteous businessmen.

"Okay, then let's high-five, let's work together happily in the future." Tang Long raised his palm as he spoke.

Of course, Mandela slapped his hands in the face, he didn't expect to turn his face immediately after getting the magnetic card. If he acts treacherously when dealing with such a black matter, then no one in the entire federation will want to be his partner. Even if he gives a few percent of his income to the big boss behind him, he will still worry about himself and doubt whether he will betray him. A person as shrewd as himself would never do such a ridiculous thing.

After Mandela left with the account number and those magnetic cards that he would pay Tang Long in the future with a happy face, Yuna and several other lieutenant-level officers walked out of the inner room.

Tang Long smiled at them: "Then we will have a stable income." ”

Elsie was puzzled by Tang Long and Mandela's behavior of dividing the spoils, and she asked aloud: "Sir, do you like money very much?" ”

Tang Long didn't answer Erxi's words, but just said to Yuna: "In addition to this stable income, we also scraped more than ten trillion Wanluo Federation coins from the Butterfly Dance, I believe that with such a sum of money, we should be able to settle the people in the orphan girl camp, right?" ”

Hearing Tang Long's words, Erxi, who was originally a little angry because Tang Long didn't answer, immediately shut up and looked at Tang Long with admiration. The other women looked at Tang Long with a look of emotion, they didn't expect that Tang Long had not forgotten to rescue the orphan girl camp, it seemed that he was desperately trying to make money to solve the future life of these orphan girls.

Yuna nodded and said, "This money is enough to settle tens of millions of orphan girls." After saying this, Yuna said a little worriedly: "However, we don't know where the orphan camp is." ”

Tang Long said while pressing the TV switch: "Isn't there an intelligence department that can be used?" Don't worry, I believe you also know that the organization that claims to be a bullshit prime minister will not just disappear, as long as he is still active, we can find traces. Ling Li, I'll leave it to you to be in charge of liaising with the Intelligence Department. "Because of what happened last time, Tang Long knew that Ling Li was very good at invading the network, so he handed over this task to Ling Li.

"Yes, sir." Ling Li replied with a salute. For such a thing as rescuing the orphan girls in the orphan camp, of course Ling Li would not shirk it. She began to think about who could be used in her book, she didn't rely solely on the Intelligence Department to complete the task, and the intelligence force of a small Intelligence Department would not be so large, and it was still guaranteed by herself.

Yuna saw that there was nothing wrong, holding Tang Long's sunglasses in both hands, ready to hand them to Tang Long. But at this time, Tang Long suddenly shouted: "Where is the pen and paper? I'm going to write! ”

"Write a letter?" The people who heard this were all stunned, and couldn't help but look at Tang Long, and when they found Tang Long staring at the TV screen, they couldn't help but turn their heads to look. This look made their faces immediately unsightly, and when they saw Tang Long's face in a daze full of obsession, their faces became even more ugly.

"Sir, it's late at night, please allow us to leave." Yuna threw her sunglasses to Tang Long, turned around and left, while the other female soldiers followed unceremoniously. Tang Long didn't know what was going on, but the door was deliberately slammed, and Tang Long realized that he was left alone in this room.

"Strange? How did it go all at once? Tang Long touched his head and muttered, but he soon began to rummage through the room, and when he found the pen and paper, he immediately sat down in front of the TV and copied something.

Through Tang Long's back, you can see the TV screen written: "Do you want to talk to Miss Xing Ling, the emperor superstar who swept the whole Federation overnight?" Want to talk face-to-face with Miss Star Zero? Please write your name and address in a paper mail and send it to the following email address, remember, it is a paper letter, and e-mail will not be accepted. If you're lucky, you might even be able to have a candlelit dinner with Miss Zero. After this text is revealed, it is the bust of Star Zero with a faint smile.

Due to Xingling's popularity, she didn't dare to go back to the hotel to live, because most of the people in the hotel recognized the Wen Na next to Xingling, and Wenna told Xingling that Tang Long didn't know where to go, so Xingling hid early. Therefore, Tang Long had no idea that the idol he was obsessed with had lived next door to him.

In a room in another luxury hotel, a middle-aged man in a general's uniform looked at the men standing in front of him with an ugly face, while a woman behind him gently massaged his shoulders. Under the dim light, you can see that this woman is the head of the butterfly dance party - butterfly dance!

The admiral said coldly: "Is the Gendarmerie Department really so bold? ”

The old man of the butterfly dance party immediately nodded and said, "That's right, General, we have already reported your name, but the bastards of the Gendarmerie Division scolded and said something...... Said something nasty, and then opened fire on us. ”

"Ugly words?" The Admiral frowned.

Butterfly Dance immediately leaned forward to the admiral's ear and said, "It's just scolding you, the old one doesn't want to let these words stain your ears." ”

The admiral nodded and said with a cold face: "Since the Gendarmerie Department doesn't give face, then I don't have to give them face!" ”

A few old brothers nodded yes with flattering faces, and the old one said as if he remembered something: "General, and the Intelligence Department used the disaster star Tang Long to take away the wealth and accounts that we have saved in the Butterfly Dance Club over the years, do you see if it is also ......?"

When the admiral heard that everything about himself had been taken away, he was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped it on the arm of the chair, but in the middle of it, the admiral's hand suddenly stopped, and he stood up in a panic and shouted: "Calamity Star Tang Long? Is he on this planet? ”

The people at the Butterfly Dance Party were all stunned, looking at the general's expression and tone, the admiral dared to be very scruptuous, was the disaster star Tang Long so powerful?

Butterfly Dance said nervously: "Yes, Tang Long came to attack us for no reason, and we don't know what's going on, is there a problem?" As he spoke, he gently grabbed the admiral's arm with both hands.

"Questions? Big problem! The admiral broke free of Butterfly Dance's hand and shouted angrily, "Don't you know how powerful Tang Long's calamity star is? Damn, Lao Tzu lost all his money this time! "The admiral thought of the matter of the last time the territory was allocated, although he did not speak, but the faces of his colleagues when they heard that they were going to deal with Tang Long, they could know that they were very scruples about Tang Long in their hearts. It was his own boss, General Cammuchi, who heard that Tang Long was going to be transferred under his command, and his face immediately changed, which showed how terrifying Tang Long was.

The people at the butterfly ball all looked at the admiral with fear on their faces, and after listening to the admiral's tone, they knew that they had caused a big trouble for the admiral. The admiral kept muttering to himself as he walked back and forth in the room: "Damn, with Tang Long, a disaster star, making a move, wouldn't he even have a chance to take revenge?" No way! If you don't take revenge, you can't swallow this breath! Since you can't find Tang Long, then the Gendarmerie Department and the Intelligence Department will wait for Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu will not let you live an easy life! The last sentence of the admiral was to look up to the sky and roar.

After he finished yelling, he immediately said to the people of the Butterfly Ball: "You go back to the capital with me immediately, as long as you gods of wealth and gambling are okay, wealth and connections will be fine, and the Butterfly Dance will definitely be brilliant again." With that, he left the room first. The people of the Butterfly Dance Club knew that the Admiral must have been afraid of Tang Long to leave so anxiously, so they didn't say much, and hurriedly followed behind him to leave the planet.

After the concert, the spaceport began to be used, and although the spacecraft that left each time were not only few but slow because of the dense relationship of the port, but at least they could leave.

As soon as it was cloudy the next day, Tang Long excitedly ran to send the letter with the letter. Of course, when she came back, Yuna waited for the lieutenant in Tang Long's room, and she didn't have a good face to show Tang Long. Tang Long, who didn't know why they were in a bad mood, still asked with a smile: "Where are we going to play?" ”

Elsie was the first to answer and said, "Didn't we say go back to base?" I want to learn how to fly a spaceship. The other officers all nodded sharply.

"Oh, I want to go home and see it." Tang Long said with a little disappointment.

"It's okay, sir, you can go home and take a look, we'll take care of ourselves." Yuna said busily. The other female soldiers said the same.

During this time, Yuna and the others found that Tang Long didn't seem to have much time for himself, so they wanted to take this opportunity to let Tang Long live his life well. Although Yuna and the others really wanted to follow Tang Long to see Tang Long's parents, they thought that this would interfere with Tang Long's reunion with his family, so they had no choice but not to follow.

Tang Long thought about it for a while, and felt that he hadn't had a good time alone during this time. And Yuna and the others went straight back to the base, believing that nothing would happen, so they nodded and agreed. He told Yuna Chen Kang's communication number, and when she arrived at the base, he informed Chen Kang to send the learning machine.

The short-haired blonde female officer who was in charge of piloting the spaceship, after knowing their decision, hurriedly communicated to her head secretly: "Hey, sir, Tang Long wants us to send the soldiers of SK23 Company back to the base first, while he wants to go home to have a look." What do you say we should do? ”

The other end of the communication was silent for a while before he said: "Send the people of the SK23 company directly to the newly built base, and Tang Long's matter will be talked about later." ”

"Yes, sir." The short-haired female officer hurriedly responded, but she suddenly remembered something and said, "But sir, the people of the SK23 company have more than a hundred special mechas, and if you send them to the new base, I'm afraid they will resist." As she spoke, she told her boss what had happened to Manlanxing.

"Well, how could they have special mechs? Well, you can drive in a closed space, and leave as soon as they get off the ship. Okay, so be it. As soon as the communication came out, it was hung up.

The female officer looked at the communicator in her hand blankly, if it was so easy to solve as the commander said, then what else did she ask the commander for? Wait for them to fly away as soon as they get off the ship? Don't you know how long it takes for a spaceship to take off? When you take off, you will definitely be attacked by those soldiers who find out that they have been deceived!

The female officer shook her head, and had no choice but to carry out her mission.

After standing in the spaceport and watching the spaceship carrying his subordinates rise higher and higher, and finally disappear, Tang Long breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to look at this spaceport crowded with passengers. If it weren't for Mandela telling him, he wouldn't have believed that the travelers knew nothing about last night's events.

This morning, Mandela contacted him early in the morning to ask when he was leaving. After Mandela received a satisfactory answer, he began to say something to congratulate him. He asked Mandela how he hid last night's events with curiosity, and Mandela laughed and said that the inhabitants of this planet would automatically help him hide it, and thanked Tang Long for helping him find a travel program.

At that time, I was still stunned and didn't know what I meant, but I heard that the local residents suddenly attacked those foreign reporters who did not enter the venue, and unusually united to those tourists who photographed and saw the scene of their might, saying that this was the new program of Manlan Star. Tang Long couldn't help but shudder, who would have thought that the local residents would do such a thing in order to protect their own interests? It seems that for the sake of their own interests, it is really possible for human beings to do anything.

Tang Long, who was about to board the spaceship of the route home, saw his scene from last night broadcast on the screen in the waiting hall, and explained that this was the new program of Manlan Star - mercenaries vs. pirates, and tourists who are willing to become mercenaries or pirates to experience real battles can go to a certain location to sign up, and the rental of a full set of combat equipment is only 10,000 federal dollars. It also states that it can be destroyed in the designated area, provided that no human life is harmed.

Tang Long couldn't help but smile helplessly and boarded the spaceship. He couldn't imagine that an event that could have turned Manlan Star into a void planet would actually turn into a money-making travel show.

Mandela, the new ball commander sitting in the captain's office at this moment, smiled at the new director of the gendarmerie, Director Tan, and the new intelligence director, Director El: "I didn't expect that the disaster could turn into a tourist show. Hehe, don't look at this as a war experience game that has just been launched, but the number of people who signed up just now has reached 500,000. Humans are really belligerent. ”

Director Tan said with a look of surprise: "500,000 people? A stage of 3 hours, open 24 hours a day, wouldn't that be 40 billion a day? Moreover, if those areas are destroyed, the construction team will be allowed to build them immediately, which will make a lot of construction costs. Damn, it's gone! ”

Director El smiled: "Director Tan, don't be surprised, it's just the beginning now, I'm afraid there will be millions of people playing in the future, and hundreds of billions a day are indispensable." However, most of the money earned by this game show has to be handed over to the state, after all, this is legitimate income. ”

"Isn't it that we can get 20% of the funds for our own use? That's tens of billions! Tens of billions of dollars a day, which is cooler than Kaiji Academy! Director Tan shouted excitedly.

"Hehe, those tens of billions are for the salary increase below, buying people's hearts. And it's not so many every day, and if other planets learn from our travel program, their income will drop dramatically. This can't be compared with Kaijiyuan, after all, all this is white income, even if we make more money, we can't swallow it in our stomachs. Mandela laughed.

Director Tan said with a frustrated face: "Give tens of billions of wages every day? It's a waste, alas, it's so hard to take advantage of white income. ”

"Don't worry, don't you know how much the Butterfly Dance earns a year?" El interjected.

Director Tan shook his head and said that he didn't know, he only joined in when he saw that the Intelligence Department and Tang Long were powerful, so he didn't know how much income he would have from occupying this planet.

Mandela looked at El with a smile, and El understood what Mandela meant, so he smiled at Director Tan: "According to the magnetic card of the Butterfly Dance Party account that Tang Long stole and the accounts of other gangsters, the black income of the entire Manlan Star last year was about 50 trillion, which is the black income that can enter our pockets. ”

"Five...... Fifty trillion! Director Tan's eyes were about to fall, and he swallowed his saliva and stammered a little: "This...... Fifty Trillion ...... Is it all ours? ”

Mandela shook his head and smiled: "Not all, I gave my boss forty percent, gave Tang Long two percent, and took out one percent to tie up the people above, we only accounted for thirty percent." ”

"Your boss? Oh, as it should. Director Tan, who was a little dissatisfied when he heard that Mandela's boss accounted for 40%, immediately understood who Mandela's boss was, so he hurriedly changed his words. As for Tang Long taking 20%, he didn't dare to have an opinion. Because El had already said that the account magnetic card of the Butterfly Dance Party was taken by Tang Long, and now El knows the exact number, it must be related to Tang Long. He is not a stupid person, of course he knows how huge the energy of the Butterfly Dance Party account is, Tang Longken handed it over to indicate that he wanted to buy shares, and he, a person who has no shares, will not offend Tang Long and the two major shareholders of the Intelligence Department for this matter.

"Our 30 per cent will be divided into 15 trillion according to the previous year, Mr. Ball Captain will account for 40 per cent of the 15 trillion, we will have 2.5 per cent each, and the remaining 0.5 per cent will be given to the new Commissioner of Police. We can put all of this in our pockets, but we still want to be able to give some to our men. El said to Director Tan.

Director Tan nodded hurriedly in agreement, and he decided to swallow 3 trillion himself, and the remaining 0.75 trillion would be distributed among his subordinates. He wouldn't care about Mandela's 6 trillion accounts, because if Mandela was vicious, he could kill himself and El and then swallow it all by himself, since he was so righteous, why did he care about this?

Mandela walked to the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of wine, opened it, poured three glasses of wine, and then motioned for the two directors to come over and drink. Seeing Mandela's movements, the two directors were shocked, they were afraid that Mandela would poison him. When Director Tan went to serve wine, he quietly ate an anti-virus capsule that he carried with him. El, on the other hand, drank with a righteous expression. However, after drinking the wine, Director Tan found that the anti-poison capsule did not respond, and El found that there was nothing wrong with him, and they realized that he was living the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Mandela, of course, saw their movements, and at the moment he admired what his boss said. If you want your subordinates to die, you have to dig out your heart for him, and look at the expression on Eyre's face that he still drinks even if he thinks he has poisoned, you can know how loyal El is to himself. If you hadn't listened to your boss, wouldn't such a loyal and capable subordinate be killed by yourself? I'm glad I confessed to my boss.

Mandela said with a smile after drinking: "Although the annual black income is only 50 trillion now, I believe that with our efforts, this 50 trillion will become 100 trillion, 200 trillion, or even 1000 trillion, let's turn Manlan Star into a paradise for the whole universe!" ”

The two directors also shouted excitedly, if it becomes 1000 trillion, then their income will increase dozens of times, for their own purse, they must work hard to build this Manlan Star!

After the excitement of the two directors weakened a little, Mandela proposed: "You go back and look for it, see if there is a suitable candidate in the police department, although it is 0.5% of the income, but don't give it to outsiders." The two directors nodded hurriedly, that's it, why do you give a lot of money to outsiders, isn't it good to give yourself people? They were all thinking about which officer they were better with was suitable for this position.

At this point, Manlanxing, the tourist capital of the civilized universe, was finally firmly in Mandela's hands after a few days of planning and a night of turmoil. Unless the Manlan Star is destroyed by force, even Mandela's big boss - Chen Yu cannot take it from Mandela's hands.

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