The Dinosaur World, inside the pasture base. No.1 Coolie has something new to do. The big boss ordered him to continue packing the banknotes. Fortunately, No.1 has always been self-conscious. When the boss assigns him one portion of work, he definitely does three portions, otherwise today’s workload would be too much. Since Yan Fei feels he still needs to pack another truck, he might as well fill it up completely, or simply pack even more. Anyway, there are countless banknotes in the warehouse, making the coolies work hard doesn’t really matter. For the coolies, this is a job that is both painful and joyful. Thinking back, they worked relentlessly for these banknotes—whether as soldiers or doing illegal activities, it all boils down to the banknotes. Now the banknotes in the warehouse have piled up like mountains, with various jewels and gold dazzling the eyes. They truly experience what it means to count money until their hands cramp—yet none of this money belongs to them, and they never get the chance to spend it. Just thinking about it makes one’s heart ache! But still, they have to count the banknotes honestly, even if it means cramping hands. Luckily, this job is at least better than shoveling manure, more importantly, it’s for the big boss. Working for the big boss on the ranch can ensure speed and quality, leading to promotions in the future. Once Yan Fei tidied up, he waited for Anderson’s call, and after clarifying the specific situation of the talk, he set off driving. The expenses needed were surprisingly low, which made him quite satisfied. As for other problems, there should be none. He doesn’t worry about issues with his banknotes. These banknotes are sorted under the guidance of original bank employees, ensuring no problems. Another point is, these cash didn’t come from any specific bank, not only from various places but also in terrifying amounts. Now mixed together, only a portion is taken out, minimizing the chances of problems. Arriving at the place Anderson mentioned, Yan Fei saw Anderson with a group waiting at the bank entrance. As the car arrived, Yan Fei was quite bold: "Didn’t finish loading the car, let’s start with this much!" Immediately, someone began carrying bags of money inside, with others standing guard nearby. Yan Fei reminded them: "Remember to return the bags to my car later." The bags are limited, will be needed later! Anderson quietly explained to Yan Fei the part not mentioned on the phone: "Financial institutions here aren’t as strict as in other countries, so brokers earn little more than a bit of hardship fee." Don’t expect the capitalists behind financial institutions in the capitalist world to have much conscience, in the realm of capital, conscience is worthless. Some financial institutions turn a blind eye to money laundering and similar activities, which is quite normal. With so many black and gray businesses on the planet, if that money couldn’t be used for splurging, who would risk being decapitated for those industries? Content originally comes from N0v3l.Fiɾe.net Which financial institution can remain untouched when facing massive funds? Moreover, even if one strictly follows regulations, there will always be others absorbing these funds. Since that is the case, why not take the initiative to absorb these funds to grow stronger, rather than watching others grow stronger? So strictness is merely superficial, what happens below even the parties involved can’t describe clearly. Soon, the funds entered the bank, how these funds operate, Yan Fei doesn’t care, as long as his account shows numbers eventually, it’s fine. Then he needs to open accounts at other large, reliable banks, for these funds to enter the accounts. Afterward, he can use these accounts to register companies. The broker Anderson found isn’t solely involved in financial projects. It’s a legitimate company, capable of handling company registration services—because after registering a company, periodic tax payments are required. Although the tax is low, having a company manage it here can be more worry-free, ensuring timely tax payments. By the afternoon, Yan Fei owned several more companies—all registered companies here have confidential owner information. As long as taxes are paid timely, no one cares what the company is doing, nor does anyone care how many companies one owns. Besides a company named "Iron World" planned for actual operations, the rest are shell companies—true shell companies, primarily engaged in international trade, essentially established to evade taxes for the real company. Incidentally, he also deposited two more truckloads of banknotes into the company called "Iron World," which now has nearly four billion dollars, tens of millions of pounds and euros on its books. Future acquisitions of pastures in Australia will be funded from this company; the money in the books is sufficient for Yan Fei’s upcoming endeavors. Officially, this company is an investment company, and nobody will regulate how Boss Yan uses these funds. It’s supposedly complex, but actually quite simple. Whether now or in the future, many people Yan Fei might never meet will manage operations including taxes. What Yan Fei needs to do is return to continue managing his cattle ranch business. With matters settled, Yan Fei tossed all documents into the Dinosaur World, discussed the upcoming business plan with Anderson, then amidst the night, returned directly to the airport he flew from Australia, bought a ticket to go back.