The General's Mansion.
It was midnight, and it was snowing outside.
The surroundings were dark, with only the study window on the second floor of the General's Mansion illuminated by an orange-yellow light.
"Your faction has annexed part of the forces on Qianlong Star, upgrading to Town level 60%."
"Your hostile faction on Qianlong Star has suffered heavy losses, downgrading to Village level 20%."
Jiang Ye's phone vibrated continuously, displaying two messages.
The military's data update was surprisingly fast. Before Che Zhen could even send his victory report, the Birong Star app had already updated!
Jiang Ye speculated that perhaps a military satellite had been hovering over the battlefield, silently observing the situation.
Currently, most of the forces on Birong Star were still hiding in the mountains, developing discreetly. Jiang Ye's faction, deploying several ten-thousand-man legions for large-scale combat, was the first of its kind.
After another five minutes, Che Zhen finally reported the good news.
"Reporting, Commander. The plan has been largely completed, with no casualties, only minor injuries. The troops are clearing the battlefield, and I will send you a detailed combat report on the earliest returning spaceship."
"It's good that you won. Escort the prisoners from Qianlong Star to the rear and reform them properly. The combat report is not urgent. You are busy and tired, so after clearing the battlefield, rest. You can report to me in a day or two," Jiang Ye replied.
Jiang Ye was very satisfied with Che Zhen at the moment.
Ever since he sent Che Zhen to Birong Star, except for a few times returning to report, he hadn't been home on Jiang Ye Star for months, showing a dedication akin to passing by his own door without entering.
With Che Zhen's tireless efforts, Jiang Ye's faction on Birong Star had grown from nothing to something, from small to large!
It had now become a formidable force capable of directly attacking enemy camps.
Che Zhen's contributions were immense!
Of course, the soldiers and officers enduring the ice and snow on Birong Star also deserved great credit.
Jiang Ye decided to reward them.
Following the previous practice, it would naturally be direct monetary rewards.
However, that was too common.
And he was short on funds.
Jiang Ye pondered for a moment, then turned to his desk.
Sensing his master's approach, the desk screen automatically lit up.
"Send a message to Feng Zhi Shuang," Jiang Ye said.
A chat window with Feng Zhi Shuang immediately appeared on the screen, and a virtual keyboard popped up.
"I want to establish a company, named Birong Star Environmental Development Company. This company will be welfare-oriented, distributing shares to the troops and paying annual dividends," Jiang Ye stated. "Che Zhen will be the president, Wei Hongyang the vice president, and other positions will be temporarily vacant."
The virtual keyboard on the screen typed automatically, inputting a large block of text, and finally, a prompt asking whether to send appeared.
Jiang Ye nodded, and the message was immediately sent to Feng Zhi Shuang.
"Okay, I'll prepare a plan right away," Feng Zhi Shuang replied a few seconds later.
Jiang Ye was surprised. It was so late at night, and she wasn't sleeping?
"I thought you were sleeping, so I sent you the message. You can handle this when you wake up tomorrow morning," Jiang Ye tapped the screen.
"I was indeed sleeping, but I've linked your messages to my alarm. As soon as you send me a message, my alarm will ring," Feng Zhi Shuang explained. "If it's not urgent, I'll assign this task during the regular meeting around nine tomorrow morning. I have two or three people under me who are skilled at rapidly setting up such companies, ensuring everything is foolproof from organizational structure to operational models and legal details."
"Linked to an alarm?" Jiang Ye was even more surprised and felt a little guilty. "If I had known, I wouldn't have sent you the message. Can you create another small account? I'll send urgent tasks to your main account, and tasks that can be postponed to your small account."
"No, I am here to serve you. I must be aware of any message from you immediately. This is professional conduct and an industry unspoken rule. Macroeconomic analysts serving planetary leaders must operate this way. Some colleagues even implant the leader's message feed directly into their brains, receiving messages in their dreams while asleep. Because at our level, even a slight oversight can lead to economic losses in the hundreds of billions, or even endanger hundreds or thousands of lives."
"You don't need to feel that waking me up at night is inappropriate. I don't have morning grumpiness, and I'm not usually tired. Do you know when sleeping is most comfortable? It's when you wake up in the early morning and realize you can still sleep. That kind of happiness is more satisfying than earning a hundred million. Your nighttime messages are like giving me a hundred million."
Jiang Ye was almost moved.
Feng Zhi Shuang was truly a workaholic.
Having a capable subordinate was a great comfort to an ancient emperor. Jiang Ye felt that all his subordinates were quite good.
"Knock, knock, knock."
The room door was suddenly lightly knocked.
Jiang Ye started, and the door opened a crack. Cen Yemeng's small face was pressed against the crack, peeking inside.
"Did I disturb you?" Cen Yemeng opened the door a bit wider, barefoot in her white nightgown, her hair disheveled.
"No," Jiang Ye said. "Why are you awake?"
"You're not beside me, so I can't sleep soundly," Cen Yemeng pursed her lips, looking a little embarrassed. "Was there a lot to do today? Busy until so late?"
"It's all done. Let's go, I'll accompany you to sleep," Jiang Ye walked over and put his arm around her waist.
...
Two days later, the Birong Star Environmental Development Company was successfully registered.
The name included "Environmental," but it actually had nothing to do with environmental protection; it was just a facade.
Company registration nowadays was quite simple. A few clicks online, submit the documents, and it could be done in less than half an hour, similar to applying for a game account.
The company's head and largest shareholder was Che Zhen, who controlled 20% of the company's shares.
Of course, Jiang Ye was the actual behind-the-scenes controller, and Che Zhen was merely a puppet.
All the soldiers on Birong Star were employees of the company.
For the next three days, the soldiers in the Birong Star camp were immersed in ecstasy.
They were summoned to the officers' offices in batches.
In the offices, each soldier was informed of how many shares of Birong Star Environmental Development Company they could subscribe to this year due to their excellent performance, and they signed contracts on the spot.
The contracts were collected on the spot and could not be taken out of the office.
There were no copies, nor share certificates.
However, in the troop's database, soldiers could check their share quantities.
In addition to the number of shares, there were also daily dividend data.
The so-called daily dividend was the income given to soldiers each day for holding shares.
The amount of this income depended on the performance of Birong Star Environmental Development Company.
If the company did well, there was more money; if the company did poorly, there was less money, but there was always some.
Some hidden bonuses were also included in the daily dividends. For example, if a soldier performed a mission, their money would be higher that day. If they stayed in the camp without moving, there would be no bonus.
The dividend data was refreshed around three o'clock in the afternoon. A peculiar scene appeared in the military camp: after 2:50 PM, from officers to soldiers, they frequently took out their phones to click and refresh, as if waiting for a message from a lover about a rendezvous.
In reality, the calculation of daily dividends was a huge pressure, but Jiang Ye insisted on doing it this way.
Being able to see a changing income every day was a very stimulating thing.
As expected, a week after the implementation of daily dividends, all units became restless and eagerly requested missions.