America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 194 A Beautiful Day

Zhang Ailun took the coin from the victim and drove back to the scrap metal recycling station on Aitou Street. Dominic was still sorting through the cans in the yard.

Seeing the leader approach, Dominic asked in surprise, "You've already got that coin? Wait, whose car is this? Where did you get it?"

Only then did he notice a Lamborghini supercar parked on the road next to him, and his expression became quite interesting.

"I've got that coin, and it's definitely valuable. This is my car, of course."

Zhang Ailun briefly described what happened on his way back to Dominic, who was also incredulous. How could someone be so generous? That's over 200,000! He just gave it away?

Zhang Ailun took the coin into the house, took a picture of it, and listed it on the Opportunity Network's collectibles page for sale at $80000.

I also included a product description: a steel coin produced in 1906, currency held by one of the victims of the Titanic disaster in 1912. Red Whale Auction House has consigned it for auction for up to $75000, making it a worthwhile collectible.

After consigning, all that's needed is to wait for other people to place orders. Zhang Ailun also checked the net income of the recycling station over the past two days. Not bad, there was a net income of seven or eight hundred dollars every day. Alfred's recycling station account had accumulated tens of thousands of dollars in income.

After deducting utility bills and Dominic's share of the profits, it all belongs to the Grand Master's personal assets.

There's no rush to withdraw the money; it's not too late to leave this profit in the account and withdraw it when needed.

Seeing that Dominic had basically finished his day's work, Zhang Ailun suggested taking him out for a spin. He got into the Lamborghini and invited Dominic to sit in the passenger seat.

"I'm probably the first man to sit in the passenger seat since you got this car, right?" Dominic was also riding in a luxury car for the first time, and he was quite excited as he looked around in the passenger seat.

"Have some confidence in yourself, buddy. You're the first person to do that," Zhang Ailun said.

Dominic was somewhat flattered. "Didn't you invite your girlfriends?"

"They don't know I own a Lamborghini yet, but I don't plan to make a big fuss about it. I intend to drive it for a few days and then consign it for cash," Zhang Ailun said.

"Although this car is fast and attracts attention, I don't expect to use it to pick up girls at nightclubs. Its chassis is too low, so it can only be driven in the city and can't go to the suburbs. I mainly drive off-road vehicles and armored vehicles for business, so I rarely drive this. It would be better to exchange it for money and modify the Wrangler into a bulletproof armored vehicle."

Buying a Gazelle attack helicopter would at least allow you to do some cross-regional escort work, but what else can you do with a Lamborghini besides showing off in the city?

The flimsy car couldn't handle the mission; it would fall apart in a crash. The fuel consumption was too high, and the repair and insurance costs were exorbitant. In Zhang Ailun's pragmatic eyes, it was completely not worthwhile!

With a two-star rating in the Thunderfire Armed Nation, you can own multiple armored armored vehicles in the area. Private cars can also be modified with bulletproof features. If you have the money, you can even buy ten armored armored vehicles.

Although I have some savings now, a heavily modified armored armored escort vehicle costs at least $200,000, and modifying a Wrangler with armor protection and firepower would cost at least $70,000 to $80,000.

After recruiting soldiers and expanding military equipment, there probably won't be much money left, and things will still be tight. We still need to work hard to make money.

Zhang Ailun started the Lamborghini, listened to the roar of the engine, and stepped on the gas, driving away from Aitou Street. In the middle of the hour, he took Dominic for several laps around the city of Los Angeles.

While waiting at a traffic light, the women on the street couldn't help but show expressions of regret upon seeing a woman in the passenger seat.

Dominic protested, "I'm a man!!"

"You're so pretty, you look like a girl," Zhang Ailun teased, making Dominic feel insulted.

After they had driven around for a while and enjoyed the luxury car, they dropped Dominic off back at the bridge camp.

Then he drove the Lamborghini back to the old Piqué repair shop, had it washed and serviced by his "beggar gang" disciples, and then listed it online for consignment. He accepted pre-orders and bids, but it wouldn't be officially available for sale for several days.

Back at the camp, Jennifer also returned from Armed Nation in her Wrangler after work. She was surprised to learn from Dominic that the leader had just received a new Lamborghini.

But she hadn't ridden in it herself, so she came over and pleaded sweetly, "Honey, you took Dominic for a drive, why didn't you think of taking me for a ride in your luxury car?"

Zhang Ailun said without changing his expression, "I just picked up Dominic on the way. There was something I needed to take care of at the recycling center. How was your day at the gun shop? Any business?"

"Business was pretty good. Someone bought a Victor submachine gun, an AKM, and a military supply backpack. The addresses were all in downtown Los Angeles, so delivery was convenient. I had Bailey drive the goods over, and the deal was closed. I made a total of $4600."

Jennifer reported her work to the leader, boasting, "I also contacted some friends in the industry and tried to sell them some firearms, but some of them don't seem to be qualified to buy them. What should we do?"

"In principle, legal firearms are intended for people who are not licensed to carry firearms and are not sold to the public."

Zhang Ailun replied, "Actually, you can have them come after get off work. Try to find a few reliable people who are short of money and use their identities to trade and buy guns, or go to the Southern Precinct court to have Attorney Dave conduct a credit assessment. I believe that as long as they are not heinous criminals or unrepentant villains, our officers and lawyers can be quite lenient with them."

Isn't this yet another way to make money!

Zhang Ailun immediately sent a message to Dave, telling him to get ready, to take the money if it came his way, and to build good relationships with his colleagues at the court. He added that if he made money, he should treat his colleagues to a meal.

Dave: In principle, it is not allowed to bribe court lawyers to conduct private credit assessments.

Zhang Ailun: In reality, no one would turn down money.

Seeing that the leader had successfully cultivated his connections, Jennifer sidled up to him, pleading, "Honey, considering how hard I've worked, could you let me sit in the passenger seat of your luxury car?"

"You can drive yourself out for a stroll. The car is at Old Pick's auto repair shop. You can go there and get the keys and drive it away when you have time." Zhang Ailun handed over the driving to Jennifer directly.

"Darling, you're so generous!" Jennifer was overjoyed and threw herself into the Grand Master's arms, giving him a passionate kiss.

"I'm driving your Lamborghini, and tonight, you can drive me however you like!"

"..."

You said it yourself.

However, the leader remained mature and composed, and wasn't easily swayed by her. He chatted with the other members for a while, and casually mentioned to Sig that it was time to expand their manpower and recruit some more outstanding veterans from the streets.

Sig readily agreed, already having this idea, since they were indeed short-handed.

Dominic was in charge of cooking dinner in the RV, and his culinary skills had clearly improved.

After finishing their meal, the group gathered together to chat and play cards. Not long after, Blitz returned, called the leader aside, and took out a sum of cash.

"These are the jewelry and gold items sold today, totaling $100,000. After paying the team members $2,000 in compensation, we have $98000 left."

Seeing this, Zhang Ailun took $88000 directly, leaving the remaining $10,000 to be divided equally among them.

Blitz had no objections. The profits from the jewelry and gold business had already been divided up last time. The Grand Master was so generous, allowing them to earn an incredible amount of money in just a few days. There was no risk, and it wasn't too tiring. What more could they ask for? He chuckled and took the money, then called Sieg and the others aside.

When Sarah returned, she brought fried chicken, beer, and fresh seafood for a late-night snack. The group opened a case of beer to celebrate their recent business success! The Grand Master's assets also returned to $553,390.

Halfway through the party, Dominic, unable to hold his liquor, passed out after only two bottles of Budweiser. He was then carried to the RV by Sieg and taken to sleep.

The group couldn't help but tease him, reminiscing about the past, and continued chatting and laughing.

Late at night.

Empty beer bottles and cigarette butts littered the ground. Everyone had had their fill of drinking. After cleaning up the mess and helping to put away the RV's awning, the group left satisfied.

Zhang Ailun hadn't drunk much and felt nothing at all. He returned to the RV and quickly washed up.

Not long after lying down on the Simmons mattress, Jennifer, having finished her shower, drew the curtains and slipped into bed like a slippery eel, her hair still wet and her cheeks flushed.

"Honey, shall we begin?"

Zhang Ailun pulled back the curtain of the cubicle and glanced at Dominic, who was fast asleep, as always.

"There will definitely be a lot of work to do tomorrow, so you'd better get up early and go to work." The leader advised the other party that he should focus his energy on his work at such a young age.

"Darling, that depends on your performance. I'll sleep whenever you want me to." Jennifer's face was full of tenderness, and her eyes were practically drooling as she looked at the Grand Master, reaching her hand under the covers.

"Looks like I need to warm you up first! So you don't drop out halfway through."

After saying that, she grinned mischievously and crawled into bed. But then she switched places with him, saying, "You're not allowed to slack off either."

"..."

Zhang Ailun looked completely bewildered.

The next day.

Zhang Ailun woke up to find that it was already bright daylight and the sun was high in the sky.

I stretched and turned my head to see a heart-shaped label on the bedside table.

It says: You are my today and all my tomorrows, I don't know how to quit you. :)

Without a doubt, it was written by Jennifer. She's gone now, but the scent of shampoo lingers on her pillow.

Zhang Ailun felt that the Americans' vocabulary was too direct and monotonous, but he had to admit that seeing the words of confession as soon as he opened his eyes did give him a very good feeling.

It's another beautiful day.

I took out my phone and checked it, and found that I had received a notification that $35000 had been deposited into my account.

Tommy: The project is cleared! Although I didn't pay you back on the same day as required, thankfully you didn't ask me for the money! I was terrified these past two days.

Zhang Ailun: OK.

If he hadn't mentioned it, the Grand Master would have almost forgotten that the kid still owed him money. These past few days he'd been so focused on the Little Rock City and Armed Nation projects.

I made money as soon as I opened my eyes – a great start! My savings have reached $588,390.

I opened the daily news report again and took a look.

[Daily News: The Black Boots team felt the time was right to sell the jewelry and gold they had hidden in the ranch's Folded Ear cowshed, but they tragically discovered their assets had been stolen. Internal strife and suspicions arose within the group, with doubts arising about a mole. A fire broke out in the early hours of the morning at the ranch in the small town, resulting in three deaths and injuries. The ranchers, John and his wife, were also injured in the blast.]

[Details: Local police officers intervened urgently to arrest the criminals, successfully apprehending the remaining members of the Black Boots gang. A town resident provided a clue that they had recently seen the naked thief. This characteristic is similar to that of Maddie, a member of the Black Boots gang. The case was determined by the police to be a power struggle between gangsters. They found no clues related to you, nor were they able to recover the stolen "million-dollar" jewelry. Robert, the trainee officer who arrested the Black Boots gang, was promoted to full-fledged first-class police officer. The town sheriff was promoted and given a raise to deputy chief.]

Tsk.

The trainee police officer who solved such a big case and arrested the criminals was only promoted to a first-class police officer?

The police chief, who was my immediate superior, was directly promoted and given a raise to become the deputy director?

Okay, okay, it has to be you guys.

With people like you around, how can America not prosper?

[Daily Intelligence: Captain Chibatu, a madman rejected by the renowned Southern California Fortress Military Academy and the Southern Military District, is roaming the streets. He was dismissed from his military academy teaching position for alcoholism and having a relationship with a male student. Homeless, he's hesitant to join your scavenger team. Details: He's skilled in violently modifying and repairing various military machinery, enjoys smoking, drinking, and getting perms. Your trusted lieutenant, Sig, will invite him and several other veterans to join your Armed Nation team. —Long press to learn more about his background and personal information.]

Well, it's hard to judge whether he had a relationship with a female student, but it can only be said to be a personal fetish. Teacher-student relationships are not uncommon.

He lost his job as a result, paid a heavy price, and became a homeless person. He probably regrets it very much!

Zhang Ailun took another closer look. What? With a male student? Oh well, never mind then…

It's no big deal!

In such a tolerant country, being gay is not a big deal at all.

He then opened the files of the recruited veterans and found that their resumes were all decent, with few bad habits, on par with the Five Elders of Kongtong. Even if they were slightly inferior, they wouldn't go far.

Siegfried has a very keen eye for talent.

Captain Chibatu the Madman is undoubtedly an all-around outstanding talent in modifying firearms and ground crew!

However, those who are arrogant and conceited, who only have talent but no connections, often achieve little.

Whether you're appreciated by your superiors or not, you'll still not be appreciated. If you don't do it, plenty of others will. Most talented people will ultimately be buried and die in obscurity.

He probably offended someone in the army and was forced to leave. Otherwise, at forty years old, he would be in his prime, the time to make a name for himself, and with someone protecting him, he would at least be a major now.

A school officer is already part of the capitalist class, with so many connections. If he were in a local police station, he'd at least be a chief. He'd be treated like royalty anywhere. It's such a waste.

[Daily Intelligence: Your rival, Sadie, is using her connections to fund a collaboration with you. She's inviting your team to fly two leased Cessna 210 private jets to Austin, Texas, to transport a shipment of adult toy figurines and sporting goods to a local toy store for a sale. She's offering a hefty $60000 for the transport.]

Sadie? Isn't that the leader of the motorcycle gang?

Zhang Ailun was baffled. What was wrong with this woman? Why was she hiring him to do security escort work instead of running a proper smuggling business? They were in charge of escorting arms, and you want me to escort silicone dolls?

What does "sports equipment" mean?

Ideally, it should just be some sporting goods.

However, for the sake of the money, the leader reluctantly prepared to take on this cross-industry business.

After all, who would turn down money?

He hasn't been to Austin, Texas yet. Isn't Jason's good friend there doing sorghum seed business with him? They've started a distribution website.

Zhang Ailun plans to take some time to contact Jason and ask his friends to patronize his business; having more friends means having more options.

After all, every citizen in Texas can legally own a gun, and their entertainment activities are either shooting or on their way to shooting. Although there are fewer black people, there are quite a few Mexicans who trespass and climb over walls, making it much more exciting than the delicate Los Angeles.

[Daily Intelligence: Your Thunderfire Armed Nation has encountered a new limited-time job posting. The Los Angeles Regional Military District's 146th Roginway Military Base is preparing to issue a private tender to armed nations of one star level or higher within the region, intending to spend $120 million to procure a batch of military equipment and $35 worth of clay explosive raw materials. The base's reported military expenditure budget was $1200 million. Actual expenditure was $155 million.]

(End of this chapter)