Late at night, Bath City was extremely silent, with its streets devoid of people. The bright moon in the sky sprinkled its light across the streets, giving the city a slick and bright appearance, adding a unique touch to its classical prosperity.
At this moment, inside the Crescent Group's Bath City branch office building, a man in a suit and glasses sat behind a large desk, a cigar dangling from his mouth. He was now facing his computer, appearing quite casual.
"Rest assured, this time the financial mission is ninety percent complete. The remaining ten percent is practically a piece of cake!"
The man spoke slowly with a trace of confidence in his voice, clearly due to the successful completion of the mission.
"Very good!"
Upon hearing the man's words, a heavy voice came from the computer: "Merck, this task was executed extremely well. The organization is in great need of funds right now; you must spare no effort to complete this financial mission!"
