Chapter 514: Even paparazzi have to deliver takeout.

If Fang Huan himself is outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant, while verbally proclaiming environmental protection and respect for society;
On the one hand, they recklessly destroy the environment and exploit workers for profit. How are they any different from those unscrupulous capitalists they despise?
What he needed to do was tackle the toughest challenges head-on, undergoing a radical self-reform to set an insurmountable benchmark for the entire association!
Perhaps Fanghuan Investment and its partner domestic companies would initially complain bitterly, but Su Hao firmly believed that the growing pains would be temporary.
But once this system is established and operational, the ultimate beneficiaries will be society as a whole.
A new era of win-win for businesses, workers, and society will be ushered in by his own hands!
“I understand, Chairman Su! I will convey your meaning verbatim to our partners in Guyana and the ESG Association.”
Liang Haiyuan nodded quickly, then handed over another document.
“Also, Chairman Su, here are a few proposals forwarded from the group that I would like you to review.”
Minor matters are handled by the group itself.
But anything that reaches Su Hao's desk is a major issue affecting the entire organization.
"Oh...why are they all related to 'Close AI'?" Su Hao asked, somewhat surprised.
"Yes. Since our game company 'Storm Rain' and multiple platforms integrated GPT for collaborative development, the results have been phenomenal.
The entire AI market is going crazy now, with countless companies waving their cash, scrambling to cooperate with us."
In short, they want to incorporate the super AI controlled by Fang Huan's investment into their own products or use it in their development processes.
"Currently, while GPT has personal and commercial subscription versions, there are still many performance limitations.
What these companies want is the 'complete version' without these limitations, a version without any constraints.
Of course, in exchange, they are willing to pay exorbitant monthly usage fees."
This suggestion sounds pretty good.
Su Hao knew very well that GPT, this hungry AI behemoth, needed nothing more than data as "feed."
Massive amounts of data from different fields were its only way to evolve and iterate.
The more enterprises connected, the more it would feed, and the faster it would evolve.
"We don't currently have a GPT version specifically developed for enterprise applications, right?"
"Yes, Chairman Su. How about... we initiate a project and have them officially develop one?"
The words had barely left his lips when Su Hao's brain was struck by another violent shock.
That unreasonable intuition suddenly seemed to be surging with excitement this time!
However, this excitement seemed to have gone a little too far. Su Hao felt a wave of dizziness, seeing stars before his eyes, and had to close his eyes to steady himself.
"Chairman Su, are you alright?"
"I'm fine," Su Hao took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the churning sensation, "Just proceed in this direction, immediately!"
Damn it.
Su Hao cursed inwardly.
His intuition was truly a wonderful thing.
But sometimes, it was like a wildly energetic and unruly child, making him both lovable and infuriating.
***
Wildfire Security.
In a dimly lit room, seemingly isolated from the world.
"Headquarters...have given us instructions?"
"Yes, from Fang Huan's strategy department.
They want us to 'resolve' the diplomatic deadlock between Guyana and Venezuela.
Those two countries have been holding peace talks lately, and there's been a lot of opposition within Venezuela.
Headquarters basically wants us to 'suppress' those voices."
Fang Huan's Strategy Department.
This is a mysterious department that can't even be found on the company's organizational chart; it's like something out of an urban legend.
In most companies, the strategy team is an advisory body planning the company's long-term development, mainly making PowerPoint presentations and outlining grand plans for the next few years.
But in many shady, wealthy families, this place is often the chairman's "secret police," specializing in handling dirty business—
like dealing with the chairman's extramarital affairs, or smoothing over the messes caused by those spoiled rich kids.
In short, it's a professional team that cleans up the chairman's messes.
But Fang Huan's strategy department is quite unique.
First, Fang Huan's core power brokers, Huang Fengwen and Su Hao, are a workaholic and a model student, respectively, with private lives so clean that even paparazzi would have to switch careers to deliver food.
So, what exactly does this Strategy Department do?
The answer is simple.
Their job is to execute the most ruthless, bloody, and terrifying plans—plans that would make even the devil applaud—for those two seemingly morally upright and refined bosses!
They are the scalpels in the shadows of the Fang Huan Empire, precise and cold-blooded, responsible for eliminating any obstacles to the empire's expansion.
They are responsible for coordinating all subsidiaries of the Fang Huan Group, unifying this massive war machine, ensuring that every cog precisely serves that ultimate goal!
"Moreover, the resumes of those guys in the Strategy Department are nothing like those of ordinary office workers."
This is absolutely true.
Any one of the department members' resumes would be terrifying.
From elite agents of intelligence agencies around the world to former high-ranking officials of the US, even the top assassins from the "Wildfire" security company were all mobilized.
"So, headquarters sending us to resolve the diplomatic issues in Venezuela, the real meaning is..."
"Heh, what else could it be?" Anthony sneered, his eyes flashing with cold light.
"It's to wipe all those who jumped out to oppose the Guyana peace agreement off the face of the earth.
Either disappear from the social scene, or... disappear physically."
"Wildfire" wasn't just a bunch of brutes who only knew how to kill.
Their methods were always "civilized."
If the target was a politician, the first step was to dig up all their dirt.
From bribery and corruption to a dissolute private life, nothing was off-limits.
Then they could use this information to blackmail him into silence;
Or simply expose it to the public, ruining his reputation and sending him to spend the rest of his life in prison.
But if all these "civilized" methods fail...
then we'll have to resort to the most primitive, yet most effective, method.
After all, the dead can't speak, can they?
“But speaking of which, headquarters has really gone all out in Guyana this time, even getting involved on the diplomatic level.”
“What do you know?” Anthony glanced at him dismissively.
“You think headquarters is pouring money into building a nuclear power plant just to resell some energy?
That's too narrow-minded! They're not just after that electricity!
They're creating their own future, a completely new world!”
“The future?”
“What is the ultimate form of a nuclear reactor?
It's nuclear fusion, an artificial sun!
Other countries have been working on this for decades and it's still only in the theoretical stage, without a single breakthrough.
Why?
Because there are countless real-world constraints: spatial limitations, government regulations… countless walls of reality blocking their way.
But in Guyana, none of that exists!
It's a lawless land, a scientific wilderness, where they can conduct any crazy experiments and development with impunity!”