Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

Early in the morning, Moer flew a V-22 Osprey helicopter to the National Security Bureau to pick someone up. Inside the compound, a large group of people were waiting. They were all stunned to see such a large helicopter.

Mo'er stopped the helicopter, and Lao Wei came up and introduced these people to her.

He pointed to a man in his forties and said: This man is Yu Dahong, a chef. His ancestors were imperial chefs in the palace and he is proficient in dishes from all over the country.

This guy really has a big head, a thick neck, a slightly fat body, and a red face. He is obviously a man who has no shortage of money!

Old Wei pointed to another thin man in his sixties and said, "This is Doctor Fang Shijie. His ancestors were imperial physicians. He is proficient in acupuncture, massage, and medicinal cuisine.

He pointed to a woman in her fifties and said, "This is the accountant. I think you should have an accountant on your island. Otherwise, are you going to take care of the funding yourself?"

Mo Er nodded in agreement and said, "Well, we must have an accountant."

Old Man Wei pointed at the remaining fifteen men and said, "These are active-duty soldiers, about to retire. They're willing to follow you. Each of these comrades is proficient in combat. One of them could easily take on seven or eight ordinary people. They're also proficient in all kinds of firearms. I picked them especially for you!"

Mo'er was also very grateful to Old Man Wei, but she didn't show it. There would be plenty of opportunities to thank him in the future.

With a wave of her hand, she ordered everyone to board the helicopter. Under the watchful eyes of Old Man Wei, they flew off to Forget Worry Island!

Parked on the island's helipad, Mo'er let the men choose their own dormitories. She found a separate cabin for the accountant, which was well-equipped. Before she even arrived, she used her mind to place a large safe inside!

The accountant's name was Fan Chunmei, and she always had a serious expression. Mo'er said, "Accountant Fan, this will be your place to rest and work from now on. The conditions are relatively ordinary, so I hope you don't mind!"

Fan Chunmei said: "Boss, this is very good, I am very satisfied!"

Mo'er continued, "Regarding the taxation matters, you can negotiate with the national tax authorities when you have the chance. My requirement is that there must not be the slightest deviation; it must be strict and accurate. I can double your salary, even if it's the highest standard in the country, but the accounts must be accurate. If I find that you've tampered with the project, you will be subject to the most severe punishment. Also, if you're too busy in the future, I'll assign you an assistant, or if you have a suitable candidate, you can recommend one."

Fan Chunmei said, "Don't worry, boss. I will definitely take good care of the accounts. There won't be any errors."

Mo Er added, "You have four days of vacation every month. You can save them up and rest together, or you can rest every month. There will be ships traveling to the inland every month in the future."

After Moer finished hammering away at the finances and saw that the soldiers had all chosen their rooms, she asked them to assemble. Then she said, "We recruited you to protect this island. Neon Japan might come and cause trouble in the future. Anyone who enters the island without permission will be killed. Do you understand?"

The soldiers replied, "I understand!" Mo'er continued, "Secondly, your mission is to ensure the safe operation of the island and the safety of the guests. Don't worry, if you do a good job, you will definitely benefit. But you must be vigilant and don't let anyone take advantage of the loopholes and break into the island. I will provide you with weapons, and you can directly shoot if necessary! Don't worry about the consequences, I will bear all the consequences. Do you understand?"