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"Mr. Jin, I am engaged in the automotive recycling and parts manufacturing industry, as well as being an investor in the Pross Foundation. I have now acquired Blue Company, and I will surely repay the debt owed to Pike Company. I have already paid the court $60 million via check. In the future, our two companies might even find related projects to collaborate on."

Dave also took out the $60 million check and handed it to the General Sect Leader.

Allen Zhang only glanced at it and did not pay much attention.

He smiled at Pross and said, "Since you represent Blue Company in repaying the debt, our compensation issue is now resolved. Rest assured, the entanglements between Blue Company and Pike Company were due to business conflicts between the former bosses, and they are irrelevant to us. If there are profitable projects in the future, I would definitely be happy to cooperate with Blue Company."

Hearing the General Sect Leader say this, Pross also breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that the other party might still resent him and take it out on his small business, which could not withstand scrutiny and trouble.

The fact that the other party could establish connections with the military sector indicated they were not someone easily provoked and, at the very least, they indeed possessed military armaments.

He emphasized again, "You're right, the disputes between the companies are personal grievances of the former bosses and irrelevant to us."

Allen Zhang then took out another check and handed it to Dave, "If you have time, you should also cash this check at the bank, still using the Hanberger Foundation's receiving channel."

"This is a check from the Swiss Bank...one hundred million dollars?" Dave looked at the amount on the check, somewhat astonished.

Seeing the General Sect Leader's calm demeanor, he began to doubt his life, "What business have you done now?"

The nearby police officers and judge were also shocked.

"Just sold a Picasso painting to a friend." Allen Zhang said with a casual smile.

"..." Everyone was speechless, doubting their life choices.

"Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of these two checks and have it sorted by this afternoon." Dave carefully folded the two checks and stored them close to himself.

Is this a check?

This is the General Sect Leader's trust in him!

The officers from the Southern Branch immediately took a stance, "Mr. Jin, rest assured, with us here, nothing will happen to these two checks."

"Give my regards to Police Chief Mig." Allen Zhang also smiled, noticing the rank insignia on the police officer's shoulder, who was a second-class officer from Los Angeles.

The road to become a third-class officer, a +1 level senior officer, and Police Chief is a long one.

After all, no one is as lucky as Mig, who managed to gain favor from the General Sect Leader.

"I will, sir," the officer responded.

After sorting out these minor issues, seeing the overpowering aura of the General Sect Leader and his wealth, Pross enthusiastically proposed inviting the General Sect Leader to a newly opened restaurant in the neighboring city, but he was politely declined.

Allen Zhang said, "I apologize, I have some other matters to attend to today. Perhaps another time when I'm free."

"That's truly unfortunate."

Pross did not persist further, politely nodded, greeted, and then left with his girlfriend.

The sister of the Blue Company's boss sighed in the car, "It seems my brother has offended someone formidable. I hope he can come to terms with it inside, live happily, and most importantly, not involve us."

"Last night, a major shakeup occurred in the circles of high-end financial groups, a conflict arose between two consortium powers, and a very prestigious individual was taken care of. Our orders for several luxury cars were affected as well, it's done."

"There's one million dollars, enough for the rest of his life. Your brother is smart; he definitely won't talk recklessly."

Pross hesitated and said, "The disputes between big consortia are none of our concern."

He reminded, "Keep your distance from those celebrity friends of yours."

"I understand." The woman nodded, pulling out her phone and decisively blocking some close friends.

There are no true feelings among adults; they are all together for personal gain. Having friends who got into trouble, she was already showing enough kindness by not stepping on them.

Watching the car leave, Allen Zhang chatted with the court judge for a bit and then took his leave.

He tasked Boketu with piloting the Black Hawk Helicopter back to the suburbs for maintenance and fueling, while he had the Beggar Gang Disciples bring Cullinan over, and he returned to New Port Villa with Gwen.

After resting for a while at the villa, he and his female assistant took a mandarin duck bath.

After all, he had sweated a lot on the island.

With his assistant Gwen's care, he changed into new clothes and drank a cup of tree bark soup with fish maw and sea cucumber to replenish vitality.

He took out his mobile phone to inquire how Jennifer was doing with the Tijuana bidding department.

Jennifer: According to international norms, they have already paid a 30% deposit, $2.994 million has reached our account, it's already confirmed as an order, just waiting for us to deliver the helicopter to them. I've also arranged for Bailey to handle the delivery at the suburban hangar, it should only take a couple of hours to complete the transaction.

Jennifer: But they seem rather urgent, I have also inquired about their situation, it seems they have encountered a retaliation strike from a drug trafficking group.