The square assault boat falling towards the surface was slowly cutting into the dense atmosphere of the planet Ilando.
In the driver's seat, Yang Ming closed his eyes and took a nap.
Lu's figure popped up on the central control display screen.
Today, she is wearing tight jeans and a turtleneck sweater, paired with a pair of black-framed glasses, seeming to be looking for intellectual beauty.
Lu stared at Yang Ming for a while.
She seemed to be thinking about something.
In the past two days, Yang Ming only slept for a few hours. This was probably a small price to pay for the rapid expansion of his power.
Lu slowed down the small spaceship so that Yang Ming could rest for a while.
The boss is really tired recently.
The seemingly smooth battle to recruit the Sixth Fleet was actually a result of repeated simulations by the two of them.
Yang Ming also spent a lot of time thinking about how to make the relationship between Gudun Maha and the royal family have a smooth landing.
However, in Lu's opinion, this kind of hard work is completely worth it.
Today, the boss controls one-third of the Luofeng Fleet through Guton Maha, has established influence over the New Industrial Federation through Kolev, and directly controls more than a dozen industrial companies through the Molly Miss Group, providing the necessary resources for the Dark Star Project.
According to Lu's calculations, the boss only needs to continue running Luofeng for two to three years and continue with the current business philosophy, and there is a high probability that the country will actually its surname to "Yang".
And by then, within this country, there will be a mechanical thinking civilization that can create technological miracles.
'It was just the most wonderful scene.'
Lu admired.
However, even if Lu didn't want to disturb Yang Ming, he had already received three consecutive communication requests...
"Boss? Boss?" Lu muttered softly, "Become one with me, hehe."
Yang Ming jumped up with a start, and after seeing Lu with a smirk on her face, he slapped her virtual image with a dark face.
"Don't scare me with Posha!"
Yang Ming cursed:
"If you don't have anything urgent to do, I'll go to the Feinan and remove the screws from your mainframe case!"
"Well," Lu blinked, "this is the third time Miss Windsor has called."
"Then why are you still standing there? Answer the phone!"
Lu almost rolled his eyes out of the galaxy.
Yang Ming looked at his location, which was about ten minutes' boat ride away from Miss Windsor's home.
Communication connected, no video.
"Ming, sorry to bother you, are you busy now?"
"It's not bad," Yang Ming let his voice sound a little more tired, "The Fourth Fleet is reorganizing the Sixth Fleet, and I have also been assigned a lot of complicated work."
"I'm sorry," Windsor sighed, his usually warm and sweet voice became a little hoarse, "Teach her..."
"I know this," Yang Ming said softly, "Don't be too sad about it. That's the path she chose herself."
“But I still can’t accept it.”
Windsor was sobbing on the other end of the phone.
Yang Ming comforted Windsor in a gentle voice and gradually increased the speed of the spacecraft's landing. When the spacecraft entered the monitoring of Yilanduo City's defense network, he said:
"Wait for me at home for a while. I'll be there soon, Windsor."
"Really?"
Miss Windsor was somewhat overjoyed.
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Okay, now I have to go through the border inspection. Every time I come back from the sky, I have to go through this process."
"Well, do you want me to wait for you outside? Dad has been looking very serious these past two days."
"No need," Yang Ming said, "I just happened to go talk to my uncle about work."
A few minutes later, Yang Ming parked the spaceship in the rooftop parking lot of the hotel where he had rented a suite for a long time, and got on the driverless taxi that Lu had prepared in advance. There were desserts and a bouquet of flowers on the back seat of the car.
The Chancellor of the Exchequer's estate is near this hotel.
When Yang Ming arrived, Windsor's father had already received the news in advance. The finance minister deliberately avoided the living room on the first floor and hid in the office on the second floor of the villa.
As a father, the finance minister is actually a very good one.
He was in the complex political situation of the Luofeng Empire, but he never thought of making his beautiful daughter a political bargaining chip, nor did he forcibly deny his daughter's relationship because of his position.
This father has given his children freedom and respect.
Windsor and Yang Ming were obviously very familiar with each other and knew each other's bodies very well, but when they met in their own home, Windsor was still a little embarrassed.
In particular, Yang Ming took the initiative to hug her and kiss her in front of the servants and guards.
This made Windsor a little overwhelmed, but he finally closed his eyes and responded enthusiastically.
"Look, I bought you... uh, what kind of flower is this? It's pretty though."
Windsor's mood, which had been depressed for two days, suddenly improved a lot.
"Thanks."
She pulled Yang Ming into the main hall of the villa.
Yang Ming's military uniform and his face, which had appeared frequently on TV, made the servants here quite nervous.
He and Windsor hugged each other on the soft sofa.
Windsor was silent for a long time and sighed softly.
"Ming, I want to make some changes."
"Hmm?" Yang Ming was a little confused. When he looked up at Windsor, he was attracted by her eyes.
Windsor was a real beauty, but that was only in her appearance.
All along, she was like a good girl, a well-educated, polite, virtuous noble lady. Even when she was in love, she was gentle, restrained and polite, and would not use any words that would make Yang Ming feel uncomfortable.
But at this moment, Yang Ming saw some light in her eyes that he had never seen before .
That is the light that comes only when you think seriously.
She whispered:
“I have been reflecting on my life these past two days.
"Ming, I live in this country. I have always enjoyed the protection given to me by my parents. I live among the nobles and rarely leave this city.
“It may sound naive of me to say this, but I am a part of this country.
“I used to think that this country was terrible and most people did not have enough material security; but I also used to think that everything was as it should be, that the class system had long been solidified, and that I was just lucky enough to enjoy the benefits of the upper class.
"But, Ming, she died right in front of me..."
Windsor covered his eyes and sobbed.
Yang Ming hugged her and patted her back gently, but didn't say much.
He had no say in the matter.
Yang Ming saw two leather shoes appearing on the stairs in front of him. The Finance Minister was standing at the stairs holding the railing, hesitating whether to come down.
A few minutes later, Windsor sighed softly: "I'm sorry for letting you see my miserable side. I'm fine now."
"It will feel better if you cry," Yang Ming said gently.
"Well, that's right," Windsor smiled, "I will remember her. She taught me a lot. Ming, if I have to leave you for a while, can you accept it?"
Yang Ming wondered, "Where are you going?"
"I want to study abroad in the New Federation."
Windsor bit his lip, looking a little nervous, but his eyes were clear and determined.
“I know that the New Federation is our enemy now, but their economic system is very advanced, and many of their concepts are what we lack. I want to learn how to build an economic framework, which may be able to help this country.
"I looked up the exam information and registration materials. This might require me to go to the university to take the exam, and then spend three or four years studying for a degree after admission."
She looked at Yang Ming and whispered, "Is it okay?"
"Windsor, you can decide your own life. I can only provide you with reference advice."
There were some ripples in Yang Ming's heart.
It’s not because he felt reluctant to let Windsor leave him.
They were already in a relationship, and it's normal for relationships to break up and get back together. The time they spent together was very pleasant.
What surprised Yang Ming was Windsor's motive.
'This might help the country.'
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Although the New Federation is doing this and that in other countries, they are very peaceful and orderly internally. If you go to school there, your personal safety is guaranteed."
"Yes," Windsor said with a smile, "but there are no nobles there, so I don't have any special privileges to enjoy."
Yang Ming raised his hand and rubbed her soft long hair.
Windsor looked at Yang Ming lovingly. She knew that once she left Yang Ming, he would most likely fall in love with another woman.
He has so much energy.
"Will you remember me, Ming?"
Yang Ming nodded gently, stared at her crystal clear lips, and slowly moved closer.
"Cough! Cough cough cough!"
The Finance Minister's cough came just in time.
Windsor stood up immediately as if his legs were equipped with springs.
Yang Ming rubbed his nose and turned to look at the middle-aged man who was walking down the stairs with his hands behind his back.
The finance minister has a very bookish air.
"Oh, Windsor, my daughter," the minister sniffed, "You know, I don't want you to be so far away from me, but I will still give you a letter of recommendation from my alma mater. You don't have to worry about admission. I have been friends with several well-known economics professors for many years. I will help you with everything."
"Dad, do you agree?"
"Of course," the Finance Minister shrugged, "My daughter wants to live her life to the fullest, why should I stop her?"
Windsor cheered, smiled and hugged...Yang Ming.
This made the Finance Minister, who was ready to open his arms, a little indignant.
Yang Ming said softly: "Windsor, go back to your room and rest first. I will discuss some government affairs with my uncle."
"Well, okay," Windsor looked at the Minister of Finance, "Dad, you won't put pressure on Ming, right?"
"We will have absolutely friendly exchanges."
The Finance Minister gave a slightly helpless smile.
Yang Ming was here to help the Second Prince conquer him, and he knew it very well.
…
That night, Yang Ming and Windsor still went to the hotel to spend the night.
Windsor did not ask what Yang Ming talked about with the Minister of Finance; nor did Yang Ming ask Windsor when he was going to leave.
The two of them were in ecstasy, until Windsor was exhausted and fell asleep in Yang Ming's arms.
The next morning, Windsor kissed Yang Ming lightly on the forehead and left quietly.
Yang Ming closed his eyes and slept for another half an hour before he put on his bathrobe and sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel, staring at the city outside.
She left.
But the light of the stars still illuminates the bustling and crowded city.
"Lü, tell me," Yang Ming asked slowly, "Should I be nicer to this country?"
Lu's voice came from the built-in speaker of the bathtub by the window: "Boss, if you can't bear to part with Miss Windsor, you can definitely keep her."
"She has her own choice," Yang Ming said. "We are just boyfriend and girlfriend, not husband and wife. She wants to study abroad in the New Federation and thinks it will help her life. All I can do is wish her the best."
Lu chuckled, but didn't dare to tease his boss at this time.
Yang Ming asked: "Did the Minister of Finance go to see Ed Wang?"
"He went there last night," Lu muttered quietly, "It's really surprising that even the Third Prince, who has such a despicable character, once selflessly helped the Minister of Finance when he was young."
"Just crocodile tears."
Yang Ming yawned:
"I hope that this romantic time between Windsor and I can leave some pleasant memories in her life. Remember to help me eliminate the biological factor, because she will be going to the New Federation soon."
Lu complained: "Boss, you are too ruthless."
Yang Ming shrugged.
Life is important.
"Boss, are we going back to the Star Cruiser now?"
"There's no rush today," Yang Ming said with a smile, "Let's go and take care of the Second Prince first, so that he won't complain that I ignored him again."
"As Guton Maha's influence continues to grow, you should be wary of the Second Prince."
"Yes, I know," Yang Ming said slowly, "As a friend, I will be open with him, and as a partner, I will draw a clear line between us. Is there any movement from the New Federation?"
"Something is unusual," Lu said softly, "I'm trying to figure out their intentions. They seem to be gathering a team of special agents and some hired armed forces."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "The hypocritical federation is more difficult to deal with than Posha to some extent."
Buzz. Buzz.
The watch suddenly vibrated, and a text message from General Philemon was delivered to Yang Ming by Lu.
"Boss, the old emperor wants you to enter the palace secretly."
Enter the palace secretly?
Yang Ming thought carefully for a while and asked in a low voice: "Do you think our great emperor of the robot will give me a secret order to let me find a chance to kill Guton Maha?"
"That's unlikely, boss. In the eyes of the old emperor, Guton Maha is a partner of Adwang."
"But Gutonmaha is not his partner."
Yang Ming stretched lazily.
Go to the palace to meet the emperor.
Let’s see what new tricks this old intelligent machine can come up with.