I Work as a Middleman in Bengtie, and the Company Begs Me Not to Leave.

[Company document + Machiavellian strategy + Information gap + Exchange of interests] Once he traveled through time, he became the most inconspicuous refugee in the lower class area of Beloberg. I thought I was going to struggle to survive in this ice and snow, but I unexpectedly discovered that the coordinates of this planet had long been marked as an "asset to be developed" by the Interstellar Peace Company. While Bronya in the upper zone is still worried about stabilizing her rule, and the local Xier is still fighting for the survival of her companions, the protagonist has quietly caught up with the exploration team sent by the company. He resold technology, extradited talents, and used the information gap to repeatedly jump between the two major forces of the company and Beloberg to maximize profits. "Miss Bronya, I have a production line that can upgrade your Silver Mane Iron Guard equipment." "Xie'er, stop fighting. I will build you a city to ensure that your people are fed and clothed." "Ms. Topa, you want to develop Beloberg? Yes, but I have three conditions..." Many years later, when the director of the Strategic Investment Department of Interstellar Peace Company set foot on this planet, he looked at the prosperous star port and discovered that the real owner here was no longer the Great Guardian.