A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 1526 The Best Performer Among the Trainees! (Please Subscribe!)
Li Jiahao, nicknamed "Mouse," is a member of the "Groundhog Digging Team."

Yesterday, I was caught red-handed by a nosy young man and had to pay the car owner two thousand yuan in compensation. I was so upset that I couldn't sleep all night.

He got up very early today, determined to make back his investment with interest.

Around 9 a.m., he had already spotted a target: a silver-gray Japanese sedan parked on the side of the road.

The mouse squatted on the street corner and observed for about ten minutes. After confirming that no one was paying attention, it walked over with its slingshot in its pocket.

With a 'crack', the steel ball precisely shattered the driver's side window, the cracks spreading out like a spider web.

The mouse put on gloves, deftly knocked away the broken glass with the metal handle of its slingshot, reached inside, and pulled out a bulging wallet from the armrest box.

Before I could even open it, I was kicked in the lower back.

The mouse lunged forward and fell flat on its face, almost slamming its face into the broken glass.

He winced in pain, rolled over, and was about to start cursing when he saw a familiar smiling face.

"It's you again?!"

The person behind him was Hua Shier, who had taken a hair from him yesterday and easily located the guy's position today with a simple tracking spell.

Hua Shier squatted down, looking at him with a smile:
"Didn't you say you didn't want to see me again? What a coincidence, we've run into each other again. What are you going to do about it?"

The mouse was furious. So you're only targeting me and causing trouble, huh? He was determined to fight back, but he still remembered the beating he received yesterday. He suddenly scrambled to his feet and turned to run away.

Hua Shier hooked his foot, knocking the rat to the ground again.

"Why are you running away? We're so destined to meet, can't we sit down and have a proper chat?"

The mouse lay on the ground, knowing it couldn't escape, so it simply rolled over and put its hands together in prayer position:

"Brother, brother, I beg you, please have mercy on me and let me go? I have elderly parents and young children to support."

"Okay, don't try that."

Hua Shier grabbed his ankle, skillfully dragged the rat to the back of the car, and beckoned to him with a finger:
"Stop talking nonsense and give it to me."

The mouse had a look of utter frustration on its face, but it still resignedly took out its phone from its pocket, obediently unlocked it, and handed it over.

Hua Shier took the phone and dialed the number to move the car. After two rings, the other end answered and he gave the license plate number: "Is this your car? Someone smashed it. Come back and check it out."

After hanging up the phone, Hua Shier tossed the phone back to Haozi, stepped on his back, and waited for the car owner to arrive.

Less than five minutes later, a young man dressed in casual clothes rushed over and turned pale when he saw that his car window had been smashed.

Hua Shier called the other party to the back of the car, explained the situation as he had yesterday, and then asked the other party to check if anything was missing from his wallet.

The car owner quickly opened his bag and rummaged through it. His documents and cash were still there. He breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him repeatedly.
"Thanks, brother!"

Hua Shier waved his hand and turned to look at Haozi: "Your choice is to pay for the broken glass or call the police, but if you call the police, the compensation process might take a little longer!"

The mouse said pitifully, "I'm willing to pay the money!"

The car owner looked at the shattered window and estimated the damage: "Then let him pay me five hundred yuan!"

Hua Shier said irritably, "A Japanese car like yours costs at most two hundred at your usual repair shop. If you try to rip him off, this guy is no pushover!"

The mouse was stunned, unable to believe his ears. He looked up at Hua Twelve, his eyes full of gratitude. Yesterday he lost two thousand, but today he only wanted two hundred. Had this guy changed his ways?

Fearing retaliation, the car owner nodded in agreement, accepted the two hundred yuan, thanked Hua Shier, and drove away.

The mouse got up, dusted itself off, and was so moved it almost cried.

"Brother, we've gotten to know each other better this time. Yesterday you made me pay two thousand, and today you're giving me a 90% discount."

"What good thoughts are you having?"

Hua Shier slapped Haozi on the back of the head: "I'm helping you negotiate the price so I can make a profit. Give me 1,800, or I'll break your bones."

The mouse's smile froze on his face.

With tears in his eyes, he counted out another 1,800 yuan from his shoulder bag and handed it over shakily.

Luckily I brought extra money with me this morning, otherwise I would definitely have gotten a severe beating.

Hua Shier accepted the 1,800 yuan: "Remember this, this is a red envelope you gave me as a thank you for helping me negotiate the price!"

The mouse nodded reluctantly, while the grown man was almost in tears.

"Brother, can I go now?" Mouse asked cautiously.

What's the rush?

Hua Shier put his arm around his shoulder and said with a smile:

"You said 'practice makes perfect,' but we're practically acquaintances now. I have a good offer: I can bring you along on a profitable business deal!"

"You don't need to invest any money, just open a card with your ID card."

The mouse looked at him pitifully: "Brother, can I not take this benefit?"

Hua Shier didn't say anything, but put his arm around his shoulder and walked to the flower bed by the roadside. He stretched out his right index finger and gently poked the cement flower bed.

With a "plop," as if it had been poked into tofu, a round hole appeared in the cement flower bed.

Hua Shier withdrew his finger, blew off the dust, and looked at the mouse with a smile:

"What do you say?"

The mouse swallowed hard, its expression quickly shifting from fear to fawning.

"Whatever you say, brother! I'll do whatever you say!"

He quickly found his ID card and handed it over with both hands.

Hua Shier took it and glanced at it, only then realizing that the kid's real name was Li Jiahao, and couldn't help but tease him:
"Wow, your name is even more imposing than the richest man in Hong Kong!"

"Let's go, Comrade Li Jiahao, take me to the bank."

The two hailed a taxi and headed straight for the mainland branch of HSBC in Guangzhou.

To avoid being caught on camera, Hua Shier had Li Jiahao go in alone to open a "personal integrated account" and apply for foreign currency savings to receive US dollars.

The reason for choosing HSBC is that there are HSBC branches in the Middle East, and the "global transfer" service within the same bank's global network can theoretically provide funds in real time.

The teller, after completing the formalities with great enthusiasm, smiled and reminded Li Jiahao:
"Sir, you need to deposit at least 500,000 RMB into this account within one month of opening it, otherwise an account management fee will be charged."

When Li Jiahao heard about the 500,000, his legs went weak. Afterwards, he complained to Hua Shier.

Hua Shier patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, it's nothing serious. Just wait for your brother to take you to new heights!"

Li Jiahao was completely out of his mind. He tentatively asked, "Brother, what are we doing? Five hundred thousand? Even if you sold me, it wouldn't be enough!"

Is this something you should be concerned about?

Hua Shier put his arm around him and walked forward, saying, "You have to come with me today. You won't be shortchanged from making money."

Li Jiahao was reluctantly dragged away, muttering, "Brother, can I not go?"

Hua Shier ignored him.

Next, Hua Shier took Li Jiahao on a one-stop trip for eating, drinking, and having fun.

We had a seafood buffet for lunch. Li Jiahao's hands were shaking when he paid. The two of them spent almost two thousand yuan.

In the afternoon, Li Jiahao went to a sauna for a massage and spent over a thousand yuan.

At the karaoke bar that evening, Hua Shier was with several young women, singing while examining their stockings. Li Jiahao sat nearby, forced to act as the atmosphere-maker, but his eyes were actually blank; he was lamenting the state of his wallet.

While Hua Shier was in the restroom, Li Jiahao almost grabbed a waiter and asked, "Are you still hiring young masters? Can you pay for your services with your body?"
When Hua Shier returned, Li Jiahao was looking at the bill with a bitter face, and then complained:

"Brother, you said you'd help me get rich, but instead of getting rich, I've lost all my money today!"

Hua Shier slapped him on the back of the head:

"I'm helping you get rich, so isn't it normal for you to eat and drink some of my food? Have I taken a single extra penny from you? Are you some kind of candle?!"

Li Jiahao covered his head and said aggrievedly, "Brother, I've also seen 'Black Gold'."

Hua Shier kicked him: "You've already seen it all and you're still so stingy, how are you going to do anything great!"

Li Jiahao didn't dare to say anything. After a while, he called out to Hua Shier, "Brother, I want to go home and sleep. Please let me go!"

Hua Shier refused outright: "No, you have to come with me today!"

Xu Pingqiu, who was observing the trainees through the surveillance cameras at the base, saw this scene. Although he couldn't hear what the two were saying, he couldn't help but laugh when he saw that on the second day of the Hua Twelve training camp, the thief who smashed the car had been thoroughly subdued, and that the thief had been treated to food, drinks, and entertainment, with the thief even paying the bill.
"Yu Zui is really a talent. Among this group of trainees, he's doing the best. He's also quickly become one of the local gangsters."

Faced with being penniless, these students each had their own tricks and methods.

But it is indeed the best among the Hua 12 mix.

Yu Zui's classmates: Zhang Meng earns money by acting as a human punching bag to vent people's anger; Luo Jialong earns money by playing games for others in internet cafes; Wang Shenxiu sells his body and lives off women in nightclubs; and Mouse runs an online gambling business on the street.

There are two other girls. Zhou Wenjuan works as a waitress in a restaurant, while An Jialu, Yu Zui's ideal woman, is in the worst situation and hasn't found a way to make money yet, so she's currently starving.

As for Jie Bing, the top student who fought with Yu Zui, he currently makes a living by collecting scraps.

Only Scorpion Baba can live as carefree and extravagantly as Hua Shier, indulging in food, drink, and entertainment.

Lin Yujing stared at the image on the screen of Hua Shier with his arm around Li Jiahao's shoulder, and pouted:

"I don't think he's just hanging out with gangsters; he's just like them."

Xu Pingqiu didn't reply, but picked up his teacup and took a sip, his eyes full of smiles. In his view, Hua Shier's proactive approach to people from the underworld was increasingly in line with his purpose of inviting the other party to participate in the training camp.

Hua Shier and Li Jiahao didn't go back to the internet cafe from yesterday. Now that they had money, they naturally wanted to upgrade their living standards, so they found a decent internet cafe.

Li Jiahao drank quite a bit today. As soon as he entered the private room, he collapsed onto the sofa and started snoring within minutes.

Hua Shier sat down at the computer and ordered a shrimp fried rice for a late-night snack, eating while working.

He first checked some information, including recent shipping schedules for the port of Odessa in Ukraine, the names and voyage numbers of several freight companies, and then searched for some pictures of armories.

Then open Photoshop and start editing the image.

The first document is a 'packing list'. The product type is listed as 'machinery and equipment', and the quantity, weight, and volume are all listed in a very professional manner.

The second image features an armory filled with weapons and ammunition in the background, with an open palm in the background bearing the nickname "King of Weapons" registered yesterday. The image is somewhat dimly lit, but this dimness actually enhances its realism.

Both pictures are photoshopped flawlessly.

Hua Shier skillfully logged into Facebook, found the account from yesterday, and sent the two pictures via private message, along with a message:

"The goods are ready and await the deposit before loading. The following is the shipping information: Vessel name: MSC ANNA, Voyage number: 309A, Port of departure: Odessa, Destination: King Abdullah Port. Loading is expected tomorrow, and departure will take place in one week."

He then sent a string of bank card numbers and recipient information: "HSBC Bank, Personal Integrated Account, Account Name: LI JIAHAO".

The other party quickly replied: "Didn't you say it would be transferred through the company at Dongda University? Why is it a personal account?"

Hua Shier typed at lightning speed: "Have you heard of 'meat chicken'? If not, you must have heard of 'scapegoat', right?"

In the private room, Li Jiahao, who was fast asleep, suddenly shivered, mumbled something, turned over and continued to sleep.

Hua Shier glanced at him and thought to himself: This guy drank quite a bit of alcohol just now, could he have wet his pants?

After waiting for about half an hour, the other party sent a screenshot of the online transfer. Somewhat surprisingly, although the other party's bank was indeed HSBC, it was actually a branch of HSBC in the Cayman Islands.

However, considering that the people on the other end were probably not legitimate, Hua Shier said he could understand. After all, it's not safe for these people to keep their money in any country; offshore banks are the best option.

About an hour later, Li Jiahao's phone, which he had left on the table, emitted a crisp text message notification tone.

Hua Shier picked it up, raised his eyebrows, and saw that the funds had arrived.

150,000 US dollars, equivalent to more than one million RMB, lay neatly in Li Jiahao's newly opened account.

Hua Shier smiled slightly and replied to the other party with a message:

"The deposit has been received. The goods will be loaded onto the ship tomorrow. If all goes well, the shipment will be dispatched within a week and the goods will arrive in about fifteen to twenty days."

Gale-force winds and waves are common at sea, and anything can happen. A ship from Hong Kong Island to Thailand took two months to arrive, so a journey from Ukraine to ZD would take twenty or thirty years.

Brother Zha: I can vouch for that, that's exactly what happened!
The other party replied quickly, their tone revealing excitement:

"Thank you, Brother Viktor! You're a good friend! If this shipment goes well, we're looking to purchase a large batch of surface-to-air missiles. Do you have any sourcing channels for that?"

After reading the message, Hua Shier smiled and shook his head.

These people are too honest; he feels a little reluctant to make that kind of money.

The next morning, Hua Shier pulled Li Jiahao out of bed, and after breakfast, he asked him to go to the bank to withdraw money.

Li Jiahao was a little confused. He opened an account yesterday, so what money could he withdraw?

When Hua Shier showed him the account information, Li Jiahao immediately slapped himself to see if he was dreaming. When he felt the pain, he was so excited that he almost screamed. 150,000 US dollars, more than one million RMB!
Hua Shier exchanged 40,000 US dollars through mobile banking. The reason for only exchanging 40,000 was that if the amount exceeded 50,000, he would have to bring his ID card and relevant proof of the transaction to the bank counter for manual processing, which could easily cause other troubles.

At that time, the exchange rate was around 6.1, so 40,000 US dollars was exchanged for more than 240,000 RMB.

Hua Shierchao looked at Li Jiahao with anticipation and said with a smile, "I'll give you 100,000 RMB. How about that? Am I being generous?"

Li Jiahao usually just smashes car windows, steals small change, cigarettes, and alcohol, and has to pay money back to his superiors. He has never earned this much at once before.

He exclaimed excitedly, "Big brother... no, godfather, you've been so good to me!"

"All right!"

Hua Twelve's smile was so kind:
"After you get the money, do something for your godfather. Find something to do and stay in jail for ten days to half a month. During this time, I will keep your phone and bank cards. When you get out, your godfather will return them to you!"

According to Southeast University's regulations, individuals can only exchange a maximum of US$50,000 worth of foreign currency per year. For Huashi, exchanging US$40,000 is the safest option.

Then the remaining money cannot be withdrawn all at once, otherwise it may be regarded as a 'suspicious transaction' by the banking system, causing unnecessary trouble.

So you can only withdraw $10,000 a day, and it will take ten days to withdraw it.

He couldn't possibly be with Li Jiahao every day for the next ten days. That kid wasn't a good person, and if his bank card got frozen or lost, it would be unnecessary trouble.

So Hua Shier simply let him find a reason to go to the detention center for half a month. He would take the other party's bank card and spend it slowly. He figured that he would get 100,000 yuan of hard-earned money, so it wouldn't be unfair to the other party.

As for whether the other party will report him? Definitely not, because that guy himself is not clean!

Li Jiahao was somewhat reluctant: "Godfather, is it alright if we don't go to the police station?"

Hua Shier cracked his knuckles: "Fine, if you don't end up in the police station, going to the hospital is fine too!"

In the afternoon, after receiving the money, Li Jiahao first took it home, and while he was at it, he retrieved another mobile phone. He handed the phone linked to his bank card to Hua Shier, then patted his chest and assured him:
"Godfather, watch how I perform!"

Hua Shier thought this guy was going to frame him for things like provoking trouble, fighting, or damaging public property and send him to jail.

As a result, this guy went into a bathhouse, and half an hour later, because of the hat uncle, he was taken away. This grandson didn't pay after he finished playing, so he called 110 himself!

Hua Shier couldn't help but exclaim, "This guy is a real talent!"

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