Reborn in America, I'm serious about making money.

As an ordinary transmigrator, Zhang San couldn't bring himself to abandon Wuqing immediately in front of this fresh-faced newcomer to society, given their somewhat strange relationship.

Americans are so sensitive. When they lose their jobs, fall back into poverty, or encounter a death, they feel like the sky is falling. Not only that, they can't stand seeing others do well. In the 1970s and 80s, when the island nation's economy suddenly rose, they couldn't stand it, so they made their currency appreciate and then did all sorts of things to fleece the other side.

When the new century arrived and the mainland economy rose rapidly, they couldn't stand it anymore and demanded that the mainland currency appreciate. They even wanted to replicate the island nation's model. I really don't understand their logic.

Seeing Amy standing beside him, her face streaked with tears, Zhang San said, "I'll take you home to meet your family; maybe that will make things much better."

After leaving the hotel, the two got into a car that was waiting for him and drove to a small town two hours away from New York. This town was clearly a wealthy area, as they didn't see any other skin colors.

Before getting in the car, Amy didn't notice anything special about it compared to other cars. Perhaps the journey had calmed her down. When she got out, she noticed that the car doors were rather heavy and the windows were smaller than normal. However, it wasn't noticeable from the outside; you had to look from the inside.

When they arrived, Amy found that her house was surrounded by police, and the villa was already cordoned off.

She ran over immediately, wanting to know what had happened.

"Halt! Who are you?"

Amy was stopped by police outside the cordon. She said, "This is my house. I want to know what happened?"

"Are you Amy Lawrence?" A policewoman approached, holding a notebook, and asked.

Amy immediately replied, "Yes, that's me."

"I have some bad news for you. Your parents were found this morning. They committed suicide and left a suicide note." After saying this, the policewoman continued, "You probably can't go in now. Come to the police station to claim them after we finish our work."

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a suit walked over and said, "Your parents owe us a lot of money. We've taken this villa and everything inside."

This was a bank employee. He had a blank expression, but he was actually quite unhappy inside. The house was likely to depreciate; someone had died, so it would be harder to sell. It was a truly sad thing.

Amy said, "I still have quite a few things inside, that's..."

"I'm sorry, our bank has its own requirements, they have signed a contract... You can't go in." The bank's debt collector was somewhat cold, but he was acting in accordance with the contract.

Once the house is taken away, the contract will be followed.

"Hey sir, how much do her parents owe you?"

A male voice reached the bank debt collector's ears. He saw that it was a Chinese man standing with Amy. He said impatiently, "Hey, Chinese kid, you need to know your own wallet. Don't let women seduce you. That's a debt you can't afford." As he spoke, he glanced at Amy, thinking to himself that this girl was indeed pretty. If she were to sell herself, he would definitely patronize her.

No one knew the dirty secrets of debt collectors. Zhang San continued, "Tell me, even if I didn't, what if she did? You wouldn't want to lose a sales commission, would you?"

"Alright, young Chinese man, you've convinced me. However, Miss Amy probably doesn't have the ability to repay." He shrugged, showing his disdain, and continued, "It's two million dollars in total. Two million today, and tomorrow it might be..."

"OMG, welcome to our bank in the future..."

Zhang San took out his checkbook and began writing. After finishing, he tore off a check and gave it to the other party, writing four checks in a row. He said, "Is this correct?"

"certainly!"

Zhang San said, "Shouldn't we need to go through some procedures?"

"Yes, yes, yes... You're such an angel, sir." The debt collector gave a fawning smile, and his form of address changed dramatically.

Zhang San felt that this night was really expensive, two million US dollars.

Amy had already thrown herself into Zhang San's arms and started crying for some unknown reason; indeed, the allure of money is irresistible.

After leaving the bank, Amy was no longer so sad.

"Stephen, I don't know how to repay you."

Zhang San glanced at it and thought to himself, "You've already answered Bao's question... but it's still not enough."

"You can pay it back slowly later. Of course, I have some things to take care of in North America, and you can be my mentor." Amy agreed, thinking that she had nowhere else to go.

"What about your house?" Zhang San asked from the side.

Property taxes there are not cheap, and the house valuations are also very high, at two million US dollars, which amounts to forty thousand US dollars a year; not all houses have to pay property taxes, but these high-end detached villas do.

Clearly, Amy was aware of this situation, and therefore felt somewhat confused.

"That place holds so many memories for you. You've lived there your whole life." Amy suddenly looked at Zhang San with hopeful eyes. At that moment, she felt that Zhang San was a good person, having spoken her mind. It was indeed as Zhang San's words suggested. Zhang San smiled at Amy and then said, "Take your things and sell the house. If you live there, you'll forever live in the memories of the past. Your parents want you to be happy, don't they?"

This turn of events left Amy somewhat bewildered, but in the end, she realized that Zhang San was quite right. At this moment, Amy was like a drowning person who had become dependent on the person who rescued her.

Otherwise, how could there be the saying "taking advantage of a weakness"?

In his past life, Zhang San had heard an old taxi driver say that women who had just divorced or broken up were the easiest to get, because they would have a sense of self-abandonment and depravity at that time.

Back then, Zhang San was so innocent that he just listened and treated the old driver's words as a joke. But now that he has actually experienced it, he feels that the old driver was right.

With Zhang San's help, the villa in that small town was put up for sale, and Amy got her things back. The rest were taken to the secondhand market to be recycled. As for whether they were belonging to the dead, they didn't care.

The next day, she took her parents' bodies and held a funeral. All of this was done by Zhang San... who paid a professional company to handle it, spending $30,000.

"Say goodbye to the past," Zhang San said to Amy at the end of the funeral.