327: Take the 5 billion.

The Middleman from the National Security Bureau was overjoyed when Pan Han agreed to become the warlord of the Myanmar Northern Region, as it meant both his missions were completed.

Thus, the group agreed to meet again at the billiard hall.

"Your Holiness is wise. I believe that with you overseeing the Myanmar Northern Region, it will surely enjoy eternal peace," the Middleman said, clasping his hands in greeting to Pan Han.

Everyone believed that with Pan Han taking over the Myanmar Northern Region, it would develop rapidly.

It would then become a bridgehead for long country to expand southeast.

"However, I have one condition," Pan Han suddenly said with a serious expression.

Agreeing was one thing, but he definitely needed some benefits, otherwise the cooperation would seem too fake.

It was like this with any cooperation; one could not always give without receiving, otherwise the other party would not cherish it.

This was why it was not recommended to be a bootlicker, because it would not end well.

"Oh? Your Holiness, please speak," the Middleman put away his smile. His own authority was not high, and if the conditions were too exaggerated, he would have to report to headquarters, possibly even requiring a vice-national level leader to make the final decision.

"From now on, when I'm in the Myanmar Northern Region, I hope the higher-ups won't interfere with what I do. But please rest assured, there will be no drug trafficking, no gambling, and prostitution will absolutely not be legalized here," Pan Han had his own plans. If he had full control here, he would definitely build it into the country of his dreams.

Before achieving his goal, he did not want too much interference.

"Hahaha, Your Holiness, isn't that obvious? No problem," the Middleman breathed a sigh of relief. He had thought Pan Han would make an outrageous demand.

In fact, the higher-ups' intention was that as long as there was no drug trafficking and no more telecom fraud, other matters could be overlooked.

"Good, then it's a pleasant decision," Pan Han extended his hand and shook hands with the Middleman to reach an agreement.

The two sides officially formed a united front.

"By the way, they just rescued a lot of people. You can arrange for them to return to the country," Pan Han calculated that the accumulated population now exceeded 2000, and they needed to be evacuated promptly, otherwise it would become unmanageable.

"No problem, we'll handle it immediately."

"By the way, your identities probably can't be kept secret anymore. I'll inform the rest of the Knight Order later, to avoid misunderstandings."

"It's proper, Your Holiness, you've gone to a lot of trouble."

"It's nothing, it's all for work, it's understandable. Oh, right, I've prepared a generous gift for each of you," Pan Han took out a pre-prepared bank card.

"Your Holiness, this is?" the Middleman looked surprised.

"There are 5 billion long country currency in it. Take it," Pan Han said calmly.

"Ah? Your Holiness, we can't accept this money," the Middleman was stunned to hear, so much money, it was too exaggerated.

Moreover, they had already earned enough money during their years undercover.

Pan Han smiled slightly: "In the coming period, many compatriots may need to be repatriated, so consider this your operational funds. If there's any left, distribute it as compensation to everyone in the name of the state."

The Middleman looked at Pan Han with a complex expression, finding it hard to believe that the person in front of him was only in his twenties.

Not only did he possess great national righteousness, but he also handled matters flawlessly.

It was hard to say that his gift of 5 billion had no other purpose, but the stated reason made it impossible to refuse.

Though in a high-risk position, he did not bully the weak; even though he was rich enough to rival a nation, he would never be a slave to money.

Terrifying! Truly a man of great talent.

"Alright, Your Holiness, then I will accept it without further ado. I will truthfully hand it over to the state," the Middleman no longer refused.

He was also a man who had seen much of the world, bearing a national mission, and money was often just a means to an end, not something to be overly valued.

People of different levels had absolutely vastly different understandings of money.

"In the next few days, more personnel will be dispatched to suppress various forces in the Myanmar Northern Region. I don't want anyone to plead for mercy," at this point, Pan Han revealed his true intention.

The Middleman gave Pan Han a meaningful look, nodded and said: "Okay, the request will be reported together."

If according to Pan Han, the Myanmar Northern Region would surely usher in a bloody storm.

It was inevitable that some people had connections with the domestic side, and at the brink of life and death, they would most likely find someone to mediate.

Pan Han now occupied the moral high ground and offered a sum of money to block this path in advance, truly demonstrating meticulous thinking.

5 billion; it would be easy for the various forces in the Myanmar Northern Region to raise it. However, if they wanted to spend 5 billion to clear relations, that would be too difficult.

They would need at least 30 billion, who made them disadvantaged? They could only throw several times the money.

This way, the room for maneuver was greatly reduced.

Sometimes, money really wasn't everything!

Besides, which force could be richer than Pan Han?

After the negotiations were completed, Pan Han and others left the billiard room and went about their respective tasks.

Pan Han informed the relevant personnel of the Middleman's identity and requested the immediate deployment of 3000 troops.

At the same time, he borrowed heavy weapons such as tanks, armored vehicles, and artillery from the Myanmar army.

The Middleman immediately reported all the information, and the vice-national level leader immediately organized a meeting to report to higher levels.

Soon, long country sent its final reply, agreeing to all of Pan Han's requests and promising to provide intelligence and other support.

At the same time, the long country government stepped forward, demanding that the Myanmar military cooperate with Pan Han's actions and immediately launch operations.

Upon hearing this, the Myanmar government and military immediately complied without a word.

Pan Han watched the bustling town, then contentedly went to the hotel rooftop to smoke.

Ellie came to his side with a computer: "Boss, the surrender letter you asked me to write is ready."

Pan Han took the computer and looked at the few lines of text: "To all warlords in the Myanmar Northern Region, you are ordered to lay down your weapons and surrender on the spot within 24 hours, awaiting reception. Those who cooperate will be dealt with leniently; those who refuse will be executed on the spot. This is the final warning, let no one say they were not forewarned!"

"Not bad, not bad, I really like this tone. Haha, print 10 million copies of flyers and scatter them for me. Make sure even a blind person can see them," Pan Han was very satisfied with the surrender letter Ellie wrote; he wanted exactly this feeling.

"Yes, Boss, I'll arrange it immediately."

"When will the remaining 3000 troops arrive?"

"They'll be here tomorrow. The entire Knight Order is crazy right now. There are rumors everywhere that our new religion... oh no, our new boss is like an immortal."

"Damn, do assassins also flatter?" Pan Han laughed aloud when he heard that.

"Boss, they're all telling the truth. The Knight Order hasn't had such a big operation in decades, especially the new members who joined in recent years, they haven't seen such a grand scene, this time they've really had their eyes opened!" Ellie said with a sincere expression, her eyes full of adoration, almost kneeling before Pan Han.

Pan Han heard this and thought, if you knew I also had an industry in the apocalypse, wouldn't you just ascend to heaven!

"Alright, alright, go do your work. I don't like listening to flattery."

"Understood, Boss, I'll just help you cool down." Ellie seemed to understand, and reached out to pull down Pan Han's pants.

"Young lady, calm down. What I said about not liking flattery is true, I didn't mean anything else! Hey, hey, slow down."

...

Ultimately, Pan Han resisted Ellie's advances and made her honestly go to work.