America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 150 Ten-Faced Guanyin

After quickly dealing with the Sanji Bar matter, and seeing that it was getting late, Zhang Ailun drove back to the Bridge Cave Camp.

Today's expenses were $94000, leaving me with $40859 in assets. I'm really spending money like water!

Upon arriving at the bridge cave camp, Zhang Ailun saw that Sig and the others were there, and handed over the valuable items on the USB drive to them.

"What is this?" Sig stared blankly at the USB drive.

"It's something you need. But I suggest you don't indulge too much and be more moderate." Zhang Ailun patted him on the shoulder.

Sieg glanced at it with some skepticism, then secretly ran to the car to read the card, opened the video catalog, and studied it carefully. He immediately felt his blood boiling.

The one who truly understands me is the Grand Master!

After his friends got off work, Zhang Ailun had Dave draft a new contract, in duplicate, which he would sign and give to Mary and Geese at the bar the next day.

"From now on, you won't need to go anywhere else for drinks. You can come to our own bar for food, drinks, and entertainment. I guarantee our drinks are absolutely authentic!"

"Why let the good stuff go to outsiders?" Zhang Ailun was going all out to attract customers, saying, "We also have some really exciting shows!"

Upon hearing this, even little Lori, who wasn't particularly interested, wanted to go for a couple of drinks. Coincidentally, she had just received a subsidy and shopping vouchers today, so she had some money in her pocket and hurriedly asked when the store would open.

"The bar will be open in the next couple of days, so you won't have to wait too long," Zhang Ailun explained.

The interior only needs simple renovation and cleaning, and then some stocking.

To prevent others from causing trouble on their territory or selling pills, leaves, cocoa, or similar items in secret, Zhang Ailun also planned to have the Five Elders of Kongtong serve as security personnel there. They would sit in the bar on weekdays and occasionally patrol the streets.

Everything is ready, and we're just waiting for the profits to roll in. Our business is booming, and our lives are getting better and better.

Zhang Ailun then approached Dominic to inquire about the market's business that day.

"Not bad. Many people bought clothes and daily necessities, but the most popular items were probably painkillers and Playboy magazine, as well as condoms. Some people even bought a whole case together."

Everything went exactly as Dominic had predicted; only a homeless person understands what a homeless person needs.

"..."

Zhang Ailun was also greatly shocked after hearing this. You can buy condoms by the box?

One can only marvel at the abundance of talented people on the streets. Unlike the Grand Master, who only enjoys freeloading and dislikes being restrained.

Blitz and Sarah brought fried chicken and beer for everyone, while Dominic went to the RV to start a fire and cook, and they had a simple meal together.

When it got late, they cleaned up the campsite and went home to sleep.

Jennifer was preoccupied with entrapment and stopped pestering the leader. Instead, she tried her luck on social media, chatting with John, with whom she had made a deal that day, and occasionally making a sarcastic remark.

"This guy won't spend a penny on me, yet he brags about winning tens of thousands of dollars in Las Vegas last night. What a gambler!"

Jennifer had intended to set a trap, but she hadn't expected the middle-aged white man to be so shrewd, avoiding any mention of money.

After working for several hours without earning a single cent, I glanced at Dogecoin and saw it had dropped 0.2% since the daytime low. I felt like the sky had fallen.

USDT-160.

I lost $160 without doing anything.

I got so angry with myself. I turned off my phone, covered my head, and obediently went to sleep in bed.

Zhang Ailun was happy to have some free time, so he took out his phone to chat with the girls and maintain their relationships. He received some bonus pictures from Olivia, scrolled through short videos for a while, and seeing that it was getting late, he decided to go to sleep.

Silent all night.

The next day.

Zhang Ailun got out of bed feeling refreshed and energetic. As usual, he took out his phone to check the daily news.

[Daily News: Alfred's Scrap Yard has received a pickup and cleanup job. A warehouse at apartment 1356 in Flying Squirrel Community, Sector 5, needs cleaning, and the owner is willing to pay $50 for the job. Details: The warehouse contains a 1988 Apple IIGS computer, along with a solid-state drive and graphics card IC chip needed for cryptocurrency mining. Deciphering it might yield 0.3 BTC.]

Bitcoin again?

Zhang Ailun was a little surprised. "Good, good, good! It's you again, Intelligence Bro! All those three hours of scrolling through cryptocurrency news yesterday weren't for nothing; heaven rewards the diligent."

[Daily News: Your good friend Simone's discount coupon business urgently needs manpower. She needs to use 500 discount coupons to redeem daily necessities at various convenience stores within a limited time.]

Simone? I haven't seen that black girl for several days. It seems her discount coupon business is doing really well.

[Daily News: A black man wanted for shoplifting is located at 340 Red Palm Motel on West Street. The victim on the 58 Black Market app in Los Angeles has posted a $4000 job to arrest him and deliver the man and his goods to an abandoned construction site in the suburbs. Details: The black man stole a counterfeit Qing Dynasty gilded ten-faced Guanyin statue. The goods are hidden in the sewer drain of an unfinished building on West Street.]

It startled me; I thought it was real.

Why would you steal a counterfeit? Do you think it's really valuable?

[Daily News: The Carnation Club has launched a new product. The new bartender has created a fiery red lip cocktail using whiskey. It's expected that a large number of beautiful young female college students and fair-skinned office workers in Los Angeles will be intoxicated. You can wait outside for a beautiful encounter.]

Zhang Ailun: ?

Filth! Utter filth!

The leader was a little annoyed. He had just praised you for being sensible, and now you're doing this again!

Zhang Ailun got up unhappily, washed up, and made breakfast for several people. He woke up Dominic and Jennifer and asked them to invite Jesse over for breakfast as well.

After a quick breakfast, Jennifer washed the dishes, and Zhang Ailun received another message from Simone.

Simone: Do you and your people have time today? Could you help me cash out a batch of daily necessities? I have 500 large discount coupons here. I'll pay you the balance and a commission/running fee.

Zhang Ailun: Damn it, you haven't contacted me for the past few days. I thought you'd run off with some random guy!

Simone: ?? I'm clearly working hard to earn money! Rent and utilities are expensive!

Zhang Ailun: I have other things to do today and can't help you personally. I will inform Dominic about this. You only need to talk to him about future cooperation in this area. He is currently in charge of our recycling station business and personnel management. We are all on the same side, so there is no need to be so particular. You just need to pay the other person a delivery fee.

Simone: You guys opened a recycling center?

Zhang Ailun: That's right, Old Karl's recycling center was transferred to us, and he also opened a bar. Remember to come and visit sometime!

Simone was taken aback: A bar? What have I been missing these past few days! I knew you wouldn't stay on the streets for long! You didn't disappoint me; I'll definitely patronize your business sometime.

After exchanging a few more words, Simone went back to work. She was clearly quite busy. However, it seemed that Dave and Lori had also invested in her business, and Blitz had even helped her build a website for discount coupons.

Zhang Ailun informed Dominic, saying, "Go find a few people in the team who are mobile and have them temporarily stop collecting cans today. Instead, have them do some work for Simone. Don't worry, these are all paid tasks, and they definitely won't be treated unfairly."

Having a job will earn you more than collecting cans.

While the Beggars' Sect disciples' income from collecting cans is stable, it's unlikely they'll make a fortune, so they occasionally need to do some extra side jobs.

Dominic immediately notified Leo and Monica by phone and received a response from them: "It's all settled. Several people are willing to take on this job, and they are all in good health."

"Okay, then you can go straight to work at the recycling station. I have a feeling we might make a good sum today! If you get any door-to-door recycling orders, remember to let me know. I've never done this kind of work before, so I need to get familiar with it," Zhang Ailun instructed.

"OK".

Dominic didn't even need the Grand Master's reminder; he was already planning to work at the recycling center, after all, it was his first day as a shareholder and manager.

Zhang Ailun prepared to arrest the black man at the Red Palm Motel on West Street. He took out his phone, opened the Los Angeles 58 Black Market app, and precisely searched for and located the posted job/task activity.

The employer quickly sent him a message.

Master Ye: Are you sure you want to take this job? Let me tell you beforehand, if you don't find that black man within 24 hours, I will cancel the job order and reissue it. All your efforts will be wasted, and you won't get a single cent. If you can find that black man within 12 hours, I will give you an extra $500!

Burger King: What if I only need 2 hours to catch him?

The employer was silent for a moment before replying: Impossible! If you really have that ability, I think I wouldn't mind giving you an extra $1000!

How come it's only a thousand?

Stingy and frugal.

Burger King: The mission status indicates that this black man stole your items. Could you please tell me what they were?

Master Ye: It's a rather expensive antique. You don't need to know too much else. Just bring that shameless thief to me, and I'll pay you a service fee. If you can also bring the antique to me, I can pay you extra!

Burger King: How much?

Master Ye: You can only talk about it when you can actually deliver it to me. Any promises that can't be kept are just useless nonsense and a waste of each other's time.

Burger King: OK.

After agreeing on the terms with the employer, Zhang Ailun immediately left the RV and went to find Sig.

But they didn't find the other person at the usual spot, which made them a little puzzled as to why the other person hadn't gotten up to exercise today.

When they finally found him, they discovered he was still in the tent, having slept in late.

"Dude, what's wrong with you? You're even later than Dominic? I have to wake him up at seven or eight o'clock every day now. You're a bit lax today!" Zhang Ailun immediately opened the tent and woke him up, criticizing him.

With panda eyes and looking listless, Sieg climbed out of the tent after getting dressed, yawned, and said, "Boss, another task for me?"

Looking at his haggard appearance, with his kidney deficiency written all over his face, Zhang Ailun suspected he had been masturbating too much. "What time did you go to bed last night?"

Sieg looked a little guilty, his eyes darting around. "It wasn't too late, maybe two or three in the morning at most."

"You're watching female anchors again!!" Zhang Ailun said.

"I absolutely did not watch the female anchor!" Sieg said seriously.

"That means watching the short videos on the USB drive."

Sig’s lips twitched.

Zhang Ailun sighed, "Didn't I tell you to take care of your health? Is that thing really that good-looking?"

"That's not true!" Sieg retorted.

"Okay, let me ask you this: how many times did you masturbate yesterday?" Zhang Ailun asked.

"..." Sig was speechless, muttering, "That's my privacy! I have the right not to answer you."

Zhang Ailun was too lazy to argue with him. "Go wash your face, tidy yourself up, we're going to take care of something important."

"What's the big deal?" Sig asked, puzzled.

"I'll wait for you in the car." Zhang Ailun didn't answer him directly, but simply turned and left.

Zhang Ailun waited in the Wrangler for a few minutes before Sieg finally arrived, got in the car, fastened his seatbelt, and asked again, "What kind of job is it?"

Zhang Ailun showed him Lao Hei's photo and the task requirements sent by the employer, explaining, "A black man broke into a house and stole antiques. The employer is spending a lot of money on the black market to apprehend him. Luckily, I have some information about him, and we can definitely secure this hefty reward!"

"Another Black person!?" Sig felt it was outrageous, yet also felt it was perfectly reasonable.

After all, this is something that Black people are capable of doing; it would be strange if they obeyed the law.

Zhang Ailun searched for the geographical coordinates and drove to the sewer entrance on West Street, intending to find the hidden antique first. Anyway, Lao Hei was staying at a motel and wouldn't be able to run away anytime soon.

After getting off the car, Zhang Ailun followed the navigation route and searched for the sewer outlets. Finally, he saw signs of human cover-up at a sewage outlet where no water was flowing out.

He violently kicked open the metal sheet of the sewage outlet, then beckoned Sieg to go inside and explore.

"Why me?" Sig looked at Zhang Ailun speechlessly.

"If I need to crawl through the sewers myself, why would I call you over?"

Zhang Ailun said irritably, "Hurry up and go, there's no sewage left in this abandoned sewer."

Sig couldn't fight city hall, so he had no choice but to obey the Grand Master's orders. He crawled into the sewer opening, rummaged around inside for a while, and finally found a black package.

"What is this thing? Is it steel? It's so heavy." Sig struggled to drag the package out, and looking at the bulging package, he felt a little doubtful about life.

Zhang Ailun asked him to open it to check if the antiques inside were intact, and Sieg immediately did so, opening the zipper.

A glimpse of the golden, ten-faced Guanyin statue emerged from the water, leaving the inexperienced Sieg stunned. "WTF!! What is this thing?"

Exquisitely crafted and with an antique appearance, the face of the Ten-Faced Guanyin is lifelike, encompassing joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, anger, sadness, grief, and shock. At first glance, it looks like something that would be displayed in a museum.

But Zhang Ailun could tell at a glance that this thing was just for show.

The more shiny and beautiful something is on the surface, the closer it is to the present time when it was unearthed.

From the Shang and Zhou dynasties? Last week!

"This thing must be very valuable, right?" Sig exclaimed.

"It's worthless, probably a fake. I don't know why that black guy would steal it," Zhang Ailun replied casually.

"If it's just a fake, would the employer really spend so much money to get it back?" Sieg hesitated, unable to understand those people's thinking.

"Perhaps he himself doesn't know this thing is a fake, or maybe he just wanted to vent his anger. It's possible that this thing isn't so simple and that it hides some secret. But that has nothing to do with us." Zhang Ailun had no interest in this thing at all. It wasn't mentioned in the intelligence, so why bother? He only cared about the mission reward.

I glanced at the time; only twenty minutes had passed, and there was still plenty of time before two hours were up.

(End of this chapter)