Chapter 595: The Dragon-Slaying Saber Kills a Chicken

"Huh? Oh, okay." Li Huilin, though confused, immediately went to retrieve the documents.
Soon, a thick stack of documents was placed in Su Hao's hands.
"Wow, quite impressive, quite a few projects, huh?" Su Hao casually flipped through them.
"Yeah. From investing in rehabilitation centers to sponsoring preventative education for teenagers, to assisting in blocking information involving prohibited materials on social networks…
A lot of investments in total.
But none of them are huge sums, since the foundation's main focus is still on those troublesome regions in Southeast Asia."
Su Hao flipped through the pages, the documents listing a dazzling array of projects, but none of them touched the taut string in his mind.
Until he unconsciously turned to the next page.
"…!"
A line of project titles, already crossed out in red ink and marked "Rejected," struck him like a bolt of lightning piercing the darkness!
"Fanghuan Insurance?"
"Oh, that?" Li Huilin explained.
"I vaguely remember this project. It's an insurance company our foundation was planning to establish."
"A foundation... opening an insurance company? That's a huge leap! And insurance licenses aren't easy to get!"
"Chairman Su, this isn't your average insurance company. Its positioning is... a public welfare insurance program targeting vulnerable groups in society.
Simply put, it only charges the lowest possible premium to provide medical assistance to the poor who can't afford serious illnesses.
But this project... let's just say it's a bottomless pit.
Once it starts, the amount of money poured in will be astronomical, so after the group's evaluation, they rejected it outright."
The group's explanation was reasonable.
It's equivalent to using a few dollars in premiums to pay hundreds of thousands or even millions in medical expenses.
This isn't running a company; it's clearly running a charity.
In the short term, it might seem insignificant, but once the user base grows, the compensation amounts will snowball, eventually becoming a terrifying figure that could drag down any giant.
“But… with Fanghuan’s current strength, we should be able to grit our teeth and bear it, right?” Su Hao questioned.
“Given Fanghuan’s current profitability… well, to be honest, we can afford it.
But the group’s decision-makers believe this expense is simply too extravagant and has extremely low cost-effectiveness.
They feel that even if this project is financially feasible, it should be the government’s responsibility, not a company acting as a savior.”
This is indeed true.
Helping vulnerable groups is the responsibility of the national social security system; for a private company to take the lead seems somewhat like overstepping its bounds.
But then again, looking at the entire Xia Country, and even the world, how many companies can make money like Fanghuan Group, to the point that the numbers seem meaningless?
With great power comes great responsibility.
From a social obligation perspective, lending a hand doesn't seem unreasonable.
Most importantly, this project called "Fanghuan Insurance" made his damn intuition scream with admiration for those words!
It felt like a legendary item in a game, gleaming with blinding golden light on the document!
"Return this document to Chairman Huang's desk immediately!"
Su Hao handed the document back, his eyes more resolute than ever before.
"Tell him my suggestion: the group should conduct a more serious and thorough reassessment.
I need a complete feasibility report detailing what needs to be changed and how it should be implemented."
Although the document was as thick as a dictionary, and he hadn't had time to examine it closely, Su Hao trusted his intuition.
Anything that could excite his intuition so much must be something truly momentous, capable of changing the world's格局 (geju, a concept encompassing overall situation, overall quality, and overall character).
***
On the other side of the world.
Inside a heavily guarded underground command center, resembling a military fortress.
Anthony listened to his subordinate's report, his brow furrowed.
"...What new order came from headquarters?"
"We're ordered...to take control of the cartel."
"What?" Anthony jerked his head up, thinking he'd misheard. "What's wrong with headquarters? Give me details!"
"To be precise, it's to take control of the manufacturing and distribution organizations of the world's major prohibited items."
At this moment, almost all of their "Wildfire" organization's elite forces were firmly anchored in that chaotic land of East Asia.
Now, headquarters had suddenly sent this inexplicable new order, making Anthony's temples throb.
"Isn't it enough that all our manpower is already mired in that quagmire in East Asia? You want me to divert manpower to fight the cartel for territory?"
"Yes, this is headquarters' highest order."
A surge of anger rushed to Anthony's head, but he forced himself to calm down, his mind racing.
With cold rationality, he analyzed the absurd logic behind the order.
He knew headquarters never made meaningless decisions.
"Headquarters' order can't be as simple as just 'controlling'. What's their ultimate goal?"
"The goal is... to cut off all channels for prohibited goods flowing into Xia Kingdom."
"Cut off channels?" Anthony was stunned.
This was like using a dragon-slaying sword to kill a chicken—no, it was like using an interstellar fleet to crush an ant!
To protect an already impregnable safe haven, they were going to destroy the headquarters of every major global cartel?
Was this some kind of pointless fuss?
"Headquarters means... to keep Xia Kingdom in a state of 'absolute security' forever?"
"That's the literal meaning.
But... just for this purpose, to have us 'control' each of those globally renowned cartels one by one, this..."
His subordinate hesitated.
"This is a bit too much," Anthony scoffed, instantly understanding the situation.
If the goal was simply to cut off the channels flowing to Xia Country, they only needed to target a few of the most vocal organizations, brutally massacring them as a warning to others. Then no one would dare deliver goods anymore.
"This isn't just cutting off channels; this is clearly trying to seize control of the entire global black market!"
"Could it be... that headquarters wants to profit from this?" The subordinate gasped.
"Foolish!" Anthony snapped.
"With Fang Huan's stature, would they need to take such risks to earn this dirty money? You underestimate Fang Huan's vision!"
For a behemoth aspiring to control the world and establish a new order...
Forbidden materials are a fatal variable that shakes the very foundations of its rule, an unstable factor that must be completely eradicated!
Just like the Xia Kingdom's official stance, they employ an iron fist against forbidden materials, guarding against them with absolute discipline, precisely to prevent them from eroding the foundations of society.
Now, with the collapse of Goryeo, the global situation is in turmoil, and those cartels are disintegrating in the chaotic torrent, the surviving remnants scattering like stray dogs.
"Therefore, headquarters believes that now is the best opportunity," Anthony said, enunciating each word clearly,
"A... perfect opportunity to sweep away the entire global forbidden material supply chain and bring it completely under control!"