Chapter 144: Chapter 130: Dark Web (Request for Votes!)_1 Zhou Li was quick to act, calling Tang Qing the next afternoon saying that the deal was done. After a night of consideration and discussions, Yan Guangting agreed to sell the shoe factory at a price of 4.5 million yuan. The only condition he set was to keep Yan Fei’s uncle employed in the factory, other members of the management would be retained provided there were no issues. When Yan Fei returned to the hospital yesterday afternoon, although other parts of his body were in pain, luckily he had covered his head, so he only got slapped twice. Therefore, his face was just a bit swollen. Upon his arrival at the hospital, the doctor prescribed him some anti-inflammatory and pain relieving medicine. After taking the painkillers in the doctor’s office, Yan Fei returned to his father’s ward. As for why he came back early and the ’abnormality’ on his face, he casually made up an excuse to deceive them. He dared not tell Yan Guangting about such ’exciting’ events. Given his father’s condition, he wasn’t afraid that Zhou Li would expose him. While Yan Guangting realized that his son was lying, he didn’t ask further. After all, his son had told countless lies since childhood, and asking him would only lead to more lies. Yan Guangting decided to wait and ask Zhou Li instead. If this were any other day and his father was selling the shoe factory, Yan Fei would definitely make a fuss. Firstly, he would lose his status in the factory, and he wouldn’t be able to show off in front of the girls anymore, nor would he get the ’benefits’. Secondly, if his father sold the factory, Yan Fei would not have the chance to inherit the entire property of the factory. After all, if the property was all converted into cash, they would lose their income source at home. His father has neither the energy nor the intention to get back into business, thus losing tens or hundreds of millions of future factory profits from the next ten or even more years. He would simply live off the cash until it was depleted. But when he learned that Zhou Li was borrowing money from Tang Qing to buy the shoe factory, he didn’t dare to utter a word. Considering that Tang Qing knew about this and provided financial support, it was evident that he was determined to seal the deal. If Tang Qing later found out that he had tried to stop this acquisition, Yan Fei would panic. He remembered Tang Qing’s background in Qingyan City, both in the legal and illegal businesses. Yan Fei didn’t dare to say a word, he didn’t even bargain over the price. He knew that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t compete with Tang Qing. Thus, what Yan Guangting had anticipated to be a tumultuous acquisition due to Yan Fei, turned out to be a smooth process. Even Zhou Li, who had been watching from the side, was surprised at Yan Fei’s compliance. But he didn’t think much of it, assuming that Yan Fei was submissive out of fear of Tang Qing. So, the next morning, Dou Jiao had someone from the company bring the contract with the signed names over. The amount of money was already filled in, and all other information was left for Dou Jiao and her team to complete. After they sign the contract and the message about Zhou Li’s account is sent, he can then transfer the money to their account. Well... Pure perfection. The feeling of being a hands-off boss is amazing!!! ..... For the next few days, Tang Qing proceeded with his school schedule. Of course, to prepare for Liu Qian’s fund transfer of 300 million yuan on February 1st, he naturally had to take care of the account opening matters as well. The plan is simple. After all, he’s not some software expert or coding master. He had to choose the simplest method. ----- Get in touch with the other person in an unmonitored internet cafe. In his previous life, he stumbled upon a dark web site. Or rather, a relatively shallow layer of the dark web. This dark web site wasn’t directly involved in business operations, it was just an information relay station, an integrated interface for all service providers. It was not owned by any particular company, instead, it was a collaborative endeavor, financed by all the forces. Its sole purpose was to facilitate customer access. There were many other such sites, dozens of them and Tang Qing only knew about one. The main business of these sites was for cross-border money laundering services, attracting numerous small and large overseas money laundering service providers. They each had their range of operations, and a loosely structured committee updated internal members’ information. As there were always some unfortunate souls getting arrested, dying unexpectedly, being overthrown by their subordinates and so on, the platforms acted as a simple service platform. Naturally, there were companies on the site that specifically handled account openings. The service providers on the site only undertook ’transfer’ services amounting to tens of millions of dollars or more, charging substantial commissions according to the level of difficulty involved. However, there were no such restrictions for creating accounts. Their operations were simple and not decentralized. Instead, they shared resources. For example, if you wanted to open an account in a bank in the United States and another one in a certain African country, you didn’t need to search for service providers in each location. They had a customer service system where you just stated your needs, and they would place orders on both sides, and afterward, give you what you needed. This one-stop service was exceedingly user-friendly. Friday In the morning, Tang Qing took a short leave and headed to an internet cafe he had ’surveyed’ for long. To avoid attracting unnecessary attention, Tang Qing was naturally in disguise. He wore a hat and a mask. He didn’t wear sunglasses as he didn’t need to make an unnecessary spectacle and be mistaken for a fugitive. This internet cafe was not big, it only had thirty-something computers. Although Tang Qing was in school, other students already began their holidays, so it was mostly populated by primary or middle schoolers. After scanning the place and spotting that there were seven or eight unused computers, Tang Qing approached the counter and said in a husky voice: "Boss, I want to use a computer for two hours." He was overly cautious due to the way things were portrayed on TV. It was essential to follow local customs, wasn’t it? "It’s four yuan in total." The overweight owner raised his head, glanced at Tang Qing in his mask, and replied nonchalantly, assuming Tang Qing probably had a cold as many people did during winter. At this moment Tang Qing noticed that they sold drinks too and added: "Boss, get me a chilled Pepsi Cola." This was a habit he had developed in his previous life. He always bought a bottle of drink when he went to the internet café, particularly a chilled cola. It was much more refreshing than other cold drinks. "That will be seven yuan in total. Your computer is number twenty-seven," said the chubby shopkeeper. After paying, Tang Qing took his cola to his seat. It’s not like the future where you could plug in a card or ID to surf the internet; the front desk controlled everything from their main computer. The café was quite crowded. Even the standing area was packed! It was expected, since it was not yet the Chinese New Year. The spoiled brats had a bit of cash left to spend but still wanted to have fun. So they were just watching others play—it was normal. Even though there were lots of people around, Tang Qing wasn’t worried about being found out. After all, these elementary kids were still learning the Arabic alphabet, let alone expect them to understand English websites. That would be absurd. When Tang Qing got to his seat, he booted up the computer. He opened the chilled bottle of cola and took a big gulp through his mask. Down went half the bottle. That was just one word—refreshing. While waiting for the computer to boot up, Tang Qing glanced around. There were two twelve or thirteen-year-old spoiled brats on either side of him, engrossed in their games. Others stood behind them watching and also enjoying the sight. "Quick! Priest, heal me. I’m being suffocated by the Verma High Priest." "On it, on it. Wizard, throw some fire, there’s no fire over there." "Hold on, damn it. There are several Verma guards chasing me around. Let me kill them first. The wizard’s health is too low." "Damn it, some jerk is trying to steal our monsters. Kill him first." "Bloody hell, it’s a guy from the Gang of Loyalty. You just wait, our League of Justice will take over Sand City tomorrow." "Exactly, oh shit! I wasn’t paying attention and my Blood Drink’s durability is almost gone. Damn, wait a moment, let me switch to a Bone Jade." "............" Watching the kids beside him engrossed in their games, Tang Qing chuckled softly. He didn’t think there was anything wrong with kids playing games. He wasn’t against playing games; rather, he opposed the negative attitude of those who shunned hard work and misled others. Everyone deserves to have a memorable childhood. Regardless of what you do, if it’s not a crime and it would make you smile when you think back to it later, then it’s right. If a person only has memories of studying in their childhood, how would they feel when they grow up? In their future social life, they might even develop an inferiority complex. Even if some tycoons and high-ranking officials apply strict education to their children, don’t forget, they have plenty of chances to travel around the world and participate in various gatherings, concerts, competitions, etc. They are never bored. The computer was ready. Even though the business itself was illegal, it managed to run as usual due to the relationships with top people in other countries. This is a fact written in the website’s history. Otherwise, Tang Qing wouldn’t have thought of coming here. Their audacity was simply put, outrageous, and they have the means to be so brazen. The first thing Tang Qing did was to download an open-source anonymous web browsing software. Ordinary browsers couldn’t access this site. Although the software boasts anonymity and has a massive user base, Tang Qing didn’t fully trust it. That was why he came to this shady internet café. Once the browser was installed, Tang Qing quickly redirected to the site. The site’s redirection page was very simple—only a big "WELCOME" was displayed with a "JOIN IN" button. Damn how lazy. Tang Qing couldn’t help but complain. The interface was exactly the same as in his previous life, not a single change over the years. ’How nostalgic can you get?’ he thought. The entire website was available only in English. Tang Qing had only used the site a few times in the past and was only familiar with the categories. He didn’t know much about the specifics inside because he had no business contacting these people. They weren’t friendly, and if he asked them random questions, they might retaliate. Even though the chance was slim, he couldn’t take that risk. The site doesn’t require you to create an account. All you had to do was find the right customer service and state what you need. Tang Qing clicked on the "Accounts" category and found something that could tentatively be called the ’Customer Service’ button. It felt like shopping on Taobao. Next, Tang Qing opened the dialogue box for customer service. Well, there it was, another stupid dialogue box that looked like a Command Prompt with the black-and-white typing interface. Their ’nostalgia’ really knew no bounds. PS: Seeking votes for the first Chapter.