444: Dream big and do whatever you want

"You brat, are you trying to rebel?" Suddenly, the Chief slapped the table and sternly asked.

This shocked Guo Jing and the others; they rarely saw the Chief lose his composure, and such a tone showed he was truly angry.

However, a faint smile flashed across Pan Han's lips. While others couldn't tell, he could roughly sense the Chief's aura.

He wasn't angry at all; in fact, he was even a little happy.

These things sounded like a lot, but for the Dragon Kingdom, they weren't impossible to provide.

Exchanging just this much for the entire Knight Order's assets was definitely not a loss.

Since Pan Han dared to ask, it meant that the world's largest commercial empire was completely leaning toward the Dragon Kingdom.

This deal was a guaranteed profit.

However, Pan Han didn't show it and instead said aggrievedly, "Chief, wasn't it you who told me to make requests? If I had known, I wouldn't have said anything."

Seeing this, Guo Jing quickly poked Pan Han from behind, urging him to speak properly.

"Why do you need so much equipment? Who are you preparing to deal with??" The Chief prepared to keep acting for a while; he hadn't been this happy in a long time.

The Dragon Kingdom had many assets and businesses overseas, but it had always lacked protection forces.

If Pan Han could use the equipment to arm the Knight Order and secretly help the Dragon Kingdom expand overseas, it wouldn't be a bad outcome.

Unfortunately, Pan Han's answer did not satisfy him, because the four words "No comment" drifted over.

That's just outrageous!

Daring to say "no comment" to a deputy-national-level Chief! Are you tired of living, you brat?

"Oh? What, does Sect Leader Pan have private matters?" The Chief put away his emotions and asked very seriously.

"In any case, it won't be used domestically." Pan Han wanted to take this opportunity to get enough benefits so he could hurry back and find the Twelve Palaces to evolve to an advanced level.

They might not care about weapons and equipment, but they would surely care about food.

Taking one-tenth of the twenty million tons—two million tons—to exchange for a few vials of high-level Evolution Potion, wasn't that a sure thing?

"Hmm, I want to enjoy my twilight years in the Myanmar Northern Region." When the words reached his lips, Pan Han changed to another reason.

This sounded reasonable enough.

After all, the Myanmar Northern Region needed reconstruction, and if one wanted to continue acting as an independent kingdom, weapons, equipment, and food were indispensable.

"Ten heavy brigades, you're probably planning to steamroll Myanmar, aren't you?" The Chief asked.

"No, but if they want to push back against me, they might need to think twice."

"Fine, I will report it upwards. But you must be prepared; such a large amount of supplies cannot be ready in a year or six months."

"Easy, easy." Pan Han nodded; there was no use in him rushing such things.

The only ones on the entire Blue Star who could acquire this much equipment were the Dragon Kingdom and the Knight Order.

However, many of the Knight Order's military industries were in Eagle Nation, so it was impossible to produce them secretly.

If things went wrong, it wouldn't be long before Eagle Nation took action against these military industries.

"Any other requests? Why don't you make some normal ones?" The Chief looked at his watch; time was up, and he prepared to end the meeting.

"Haha! Chief, that's really it for this time." Pan Han quickly waved his hands; he didn't lack anything and couldn't think of any other requests.

"Alright, we'll end here for today. Go back and wait for news."

"Yes! Chief!"

"Little Guo, see Sect Leader Pan out. Arrange a few proper license plates for him later so he can come and go freely." The Chief decided on his own initiative, giving Pan Han some small perks.

"Yes! Chief!" Guo Jing stood up, opened the conference room door, and invited Pan Han to leave.

The two turned and went out. Guo Jing quickly wiped his sweat, discovering that he was soaked through.

"What's wrong with you, so nervous?" Pan Han asked with a smile.

"My Lord Pan, have you gone crazy today? You actually made such a request." Guo Jing reached out, wanting to give Pan Han a hit on the head, but ultimately restrained himself.

He couldn't beat him at all!

"What do you know, a low-level staff member like you? How can you get hung up on trifles when doing big things??" Pan Han retorted playfully, grinning as he spoke.

"Damn it!" Guo Jing suffered a double blow to his body and mind, clutching his head and grimacing.

"Where are the license plates? Take me to take a look." Pan Han didn't care if he was injured or not and asked brazenly.

Guo Jing suddenly stopped and looked at Pan Han, as if he were looking at a stranger.

"What's wrong? Don't recognize me?" Pan Han seemed to see through his thoughts and asked back.

"You've really changed a lot. What exactly happened to you? A single battle shouldn't cause this."

Pan Han gave a wry smile.

The things he had experienced during this period were far more than what Guo Jing had experienced in ten years.

There is no such thing as effortless in this world; behind it all is total dedication!

Some time ago, Pan Han evolved again, breaking through his inner demons, which allowed his state of mind to advance further. The aura he casually displayed and his perspective on things were no longer that of an ordinary person.

Later, he went through Ellie's death and rebirth, was saved by Lao Liu, and witnessed nuclear bomb explosions and high-level evolvers.

Which of these scenes wasn't more stirring than a single battle?

If Chief One hadn't been on the scene today, he would have dared to ask for 50 heavy brigades.

A bodhisattva's heart, thunderous means, holding dreams, doing whatever one pleases!

It all seems to be going to extremes, yet it can be highly integrated and unified!

Pan Han, who possessed two worlds, was no longer someone Guo Jing could understand.

"Old Guo, I can only say that some things can only be understood after experiencing them. Let's go, go get the license plates for me." Pan Han waved his hand and led Guo Jing out of the building.

Half an hour later, Guo Jing had a few license plates in his hand, and there were a few more cars in the courtyard.

These were what Pan Han had Ouyang Cong prepare and send over in advance.

"If I mount this plate, will the Police Uncle check me?" Pan Han looked at the unremarkable license plate and asked.

"The police in the capital won't, but it's hard to say in other places; there are always those who are blind." Guo Jing called a few staff members to start changing the license plates.

"Fine, I'll come to you if something happens." Pan Han patted Guo Jing on the shoulder.

"Pan Han, what exactly are you trying to do? I feel like I can't understand you anymore. So much equipment shipped to the Myanmar Northern Region? Who would believe that?" Guo Jing moved his body, shaking off Pan Han's arm as he asked.

"Do you think the Chief believes it?"

"I don't even believe it, why would he?"

"Then why didn't he ask?"

"Uh, the Chief has his own considerations."

"Then let me tell you, sooner or later, I will make the entire Eagle Nation navy perish at the bottom of the sea. Do you believe that?"

"I don't believe it!"

"Exactly. So are you still going to ask?"

"I won't ask anymore. You wouldn't tell the truth anyway."

The two of them went back and forth, talking happily, but it seemed like nothing was actually said.

"Drive properly in the future. These license plates just make it easier for you to enter and exit, but that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want. If something really happens, it will be hard to explain to those above and below." Seeing that the license plates were all installed, Guo Jing advised him with a heavy heart.

"Don't worry, as long as the urban management officers don't check me when I drive a Bentley to set up a street stall in the future, it'll be fine." Pan Han waved at Guo Jing and climbed into the car.

The other staff members climbed into the other cars one after another.

Pan Han waved to everyone, signaling them to follow him.

"Old Guo, I'll send you some money later, keep it for your niece's schooling. If the Knight Order is gone by then, you won't even have it if you want it." Pan Han rolled down the car window and looked at Old Guo with a playful expression.

"Get lost, get lost, get lost!" Guo Jing didn't know what to say, his face full of anger, wishing Pan Han would leave immediately.

"Hehe!" Pan Han stepped on the gas and roared away.