America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 240 Madness

The flight took more than three hours, from Laredo back to the suburban airport of Los Angeles on a Cirrus SF50 business jet, where we landed safely.

Zhang Ailun woke up Zorro, who was still sleeping, and led his men off the plane, entering the hangar code to open the cabin door.

Old Jack filled up his business jet at the service station and drove it into the hangar, while Zhang Ailun drove out his Wrangler.

"What about my car?" Old Jack asked.

"Once Boketu and the others land the helicopter at the mountain camp, they'll help you fly it back."

Zhang Ailun gestured for everyone to get in the car. The Little Bird helicopter would take some time to return from Laredo, so they decided to drive back to the city.

By the time we arrived at the bridge cave camp, it was already around midnight.

Old Jack got off the bus halfway and ran away to go home. Zhang Ailun parked the car, took out the tent he used before, arranged a simple place for Zorro to stay, and returned to the RV to prepare to rest.

Upon arriving at the RV, Zhang Ailun found that Dominic and Jennifer were already asleep. Without disturbing them, he quickly washed up, lay on the bed, scrolled through short videos for a while, and then fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Zhang Ailun was woken up by someone.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Jennifer smiling and teasing the leader with her hair while she was lying on the headboard.

"You didn't go to work?" Zhang Ailun asked in confusion, stretching and glancing at the sky outside, preparing to get up as well.

"I just wanted to wake you up for breakfast. What's with that extra tent outside? Have some new people joined the camp?" Jennifer asked curiously.

"He's a thug I recruited in Laredo. Don't let his wounded appearance fool you; he used to be an assassin. You'd better stay away from him," Zhang Ailun threatened.

"Oh! Shit! Does that mean he's a criminal?" Jennifer exclaimed in surprise.

"You are too," Zhang Ailun teased.

Jennifer rolled her eyes, gave the leader a light punch, then kissed him on the cheek. "Come out for dinner!"

"OK!"

Zhang Ailun got up, put on his clothes, washed up, and sat down at the dining table.

Dominic and Jesse were also there, and the breakfast was quite substantial. During the meal, Zhang Ailun asked them if they had bought that stock.

"You mean TNK? Of course we bought some, but are you sure it can drive up the price?" Dominic was a little unsure.

"I spent my entire life savings of $1600 on that stock," Jesse said pitifully. "If I lose it, I definitely don't want to live anymore."

Jennifer added, "I sold all my USTD shares and invested the proceeds in the stock market. Honey, I trust your judgment!"

"You'll see how fiercely it surges when the market opens." Zhang Ailun smiled. If he didn't trust the stock market, he trusted intelligence.

All of their combined funds amount to less than a fraction of the Grand Master's, but they could certainly make money to improve their quality of life.

After finishing their meal, Dominic went to wash the dishes, while Jesse, with no interest in collecting cans on the street, started monitoring the stock market on his phone.

Jennifer put on her makeup and headed out to work. Zhang Ailun took out his phone and started browsing today's daily news.

[Daily Intelligence: Mr. Bangkok, the head of the White Horse Group, has been shot dead, leaving the group leaderless. Internal power struggles will erupt across the river as members fight for control. Your partner, Boro, was tragically shot 16 times and killed in the shootout. The local police have classified the incident as a violent feud, taken over Boro's Mexican restaurant, reshuffled personnel, and are cracking down on smuggling. Blitz has sent strong evidence to the IRS, and Laredo will soon be embroiled in a crackdown. This incident will not affect Los Angeles.]

[Daily News: Alfred's Scrap Yard has a new pick-up job. Marushin, a former ground crew maintenance worker at the B57 aircraft graveyard in California, has retired after being scammed in the stock market and is now desperately short of money. He plans to sell two General Electric TF34-GE-100 turbofan engines from an A-10 Warthog attack aircraft to help him through this difficult time. If you help him, you might be able to legally purchase A-10 Warthog airframe coatings, spare parts, and a fire control system from him.]

[Details: He and his team, under the guise of being beyond repair and scrap, smuggled F-15 and F-16 wing components and paint layers, as well as A-10 Warthog design blueprints, to major arms dealers and overseas entities through military channels. The team members are now safely retired.]

Good heavens, two engines from an A-10 Warthog. Even if you dared to sell these, most recycling centers probably wouldn't dare to take them, right? They wouldn't really be of any use to them anyway.

However, in business, the bold always win and the timid starve. The underground trade mainly involves military products; the leader simply bought two engines for his own collection and some spare parts to assemble them. Is that illegal?

On those islands owned by the truly wealthy, who doesn't have some military-industrial products? They've even started their own private armies. Besides, the Grand Master already has the qualifications to build an armed nation.

[Daily News: Your old friend Carl has retired and moved to a small, green town in the countryside. His neighbor's abandoned ranch is for sale at a low price, and some areas contain rich oil resources. Details: The ranch owner is currently in trouble. His son was harassed by irrational street thugs after dissing a rapper online, who were actually trying to force the owner to sell the land at a low price. The owner is preparing to sell his 6000-acre abandoned ranch for $200 million. If you help him resolve his troubles, you might be able to get a discount.]

Oil? There's oil underground on the ranch?

Zhang Ailun was stunned.

I wonder how much oil reserves are beneath that ranch. It covers 400 hectares, yet the price is so cheap—only $0.5 per square meter. $333 per acre is truly outrageous. Can you believe it?

If you really want to talk about something, you have to go to the countryside in the west. Putting aside land taxes, the land has permanent ownership and is cheap, practically free. It's a treasure trove of resources and prosperity.

However, most of these houses are bought for livestock farming purposes, and the renovation and construction also cost a lot of money. The larger the house, the more taxes you pay.

6000 acres of land. At this price, most of it is likely undeveloped wasteland in a less desirable location, unlike the picturesque private oil fields at Wagner Estate.

Zhang Ailun immediately prepared to take some time to contact the other party and become neighbors with Old Karl.

[Daily News: Two scrap metal yards on Sixth Street have been shut down by the police for violations, with charges including illegal activities and vehicle theft. They are required to post $20 bail. To quickly raise funds, the owners are offering the two scrap metal yards for sale at a low price of $80000 on Opportunity Network.]

Zhang Ailun searched online and found the two recycling stations. Although their locations were relatively remote and not as good as Walle Recycling Station, they were cheaper. After purchasing the assets, he could send the Beggar Clan disciples there to continue recruiting people.

[Daily News: Your partners Tommy and Rip's new Great White Shark rap company has achieved $1150 million in online record sales, far exceeding expectations. This is projected to bring you a share of $175 million in bonus income.]

Zhang Ailun chuckled.

"Boss, you seem pretty happy?" Jesse leaned over and glanced at the phone curiously. "Recycle bin? What's so great about that?"

"We already have quite a few team members, and I plan to invest heavily in buying two more recycling stations. Then we'll select suitable people to manage them," Zhang Ailun said.

"Me! Me! Me! Do you think I can do it?" Jesse immediately raised his hand and volunteered.

"You're too young. But you could work as an assistant at the recycling center, like Gates and David did," Zhang Ailun refused her.

"Where am I small!" Jesse said, somewhat disgruntled.

Zhang Ailun was speechless. She was indeed quite large, with curves in all the right places. However, given her mental state, he was genuinely worried about entrusting the recycling center to her management. Who knew what would become of it?

Soon it was time for the stock market to open.

Jesse, watching the stock price soar, couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, "The price has already reached $15 so quickly!"

Zhang Ailun was not surprised by this. He went out and found Blitz, Sieg and Zorro were also up, and the latter seemed to be in good spirits.

Blitz sat in front of his computer watching the market. He had already bought stocks yesterday and was now just waiting for them to reach a high point before selling them off. He would leave without a trace, making a killing of 1500 million!

Soon after, the stock price surged 10 points, triggering a trading halt. Many retail investors in the stock market seemed to have sensed a business opportunity and began to pay attention to this unassuming TNK (Takes Mobile) stock. Its surge, amidst a sea of ​​red-glowing stocks, made its green positive revenue stand out starkly.

On the largest financial and stock trading forums, many people have started recommending Amway. Furthermore, bloggers and online influencers who practice ultra-short-term trading have also taken notice.

"This stock is definitely going to rise. I just received reliable information that Tingke Mobile has partnered with the largest local network company to expand its business, which will boost market potential and the economy. Now is a great time to get on board!"

"Wall Street won't recommend stocks that will make you money, but I will! My fellow investors! Buy with your entire portfolio!!"

「刚开盘的时候我就已经买入了20000美金，价格是14.7美元，现在已经涨到了20.7美元！Oh！shit！这太疯狂了！我直接狂赚了6个点！1200美元！」

"When will trading resume? Eight minutes left? Dude! This is taking forever!"

"Fuck you! Open the door for me! I need to get in the car!!"

"It's open! It's open! I immediately bought in with a large position!"

"It's gone up again! Wow! My God! It's like a cow taking off! It's incredibly bullish! I can almost see myself earning enough to buy a BMW X5 today!"

"I have accurate information! This stock will surge all the way to $50! Today!! This is insane!"

"This surge in price is completely unreasonable. Just because it reached a contract deal with an internet company, its market value can increase so dramatically? This is a financial trap! Please stay rational! Don't let capital exploit you!"

Sig held his phone, watching people on the forum discussing the stock, while a popular financial blogger, Lao Hei, was jumping around and banging on his keyboard.

He couldn't help but let out a lewd laugh: "Guys, they have no idea this is a meticulously planned capital trap that's been going on for half a month!! The happier they are now, the uglier they'll be when they cry."

"What are you laughing at?" Zhang Ailun carried a stool over and sat down next to him, saying irritably, "Without accurate intelligence, you're no different from them."

"Boss, you're right!"

Sieg immediately nodded honestly and admitted, "It's no different from fraud, so I never touch stocks."

"How much did you buy?" Zhang Ailun asked.

"$10. Pele only bet $8. We can't possibly put all our money in there. That's too risky!" Sieg said.

It seems you still don't quite trust the Grand Master's judgment!

Zhang Ailun raised his middle finger. "You did a good job not putting all your eggs in one basket. But why didn't you ask me how many I bought?"

"How many?"

"500 million!!"

"Boss, do you have that much money?" Sig was dumbfounded.

"That's right, from today onwards, please call me a multi-millionaire!!"

As they were talking, the stock price suddenly slammed on the brakes again, halting trading after surging 20%. Many speculative investors and retail investors noticed this, and some veteran stock market participants, knowing it was a trap, still couldn't resist rushing in and jumping right in.

"As long as I don't get stuck with the stock at the absolute peak, I'll run once I make a 2% profit!"

"Hiss...it jumped 5 points in an instant? That's unreasonable! Absolutely unreasonable! But let's wait and see. So many people are still on board! This might really be a chance to make a fortune!!"

"Hahaha, you idiots who missed the boat, I've already made 12 points! Buy more! Buy more, buy more!!"

"It's gone up another 30 points? Oh my god! I'm a stock market genius!!"

"Fxxk! I'm such an idiot! Really! I sold at $22.7, but now it's gone up to $26! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!"

Many people watched as the stock began to soar, triggering the circuit breaker mechanism, halting trading, then resuming trading, halting trading, then resuming trading.

From an opening price of $12.6 to $30.9, it increased 2.5 times, or 250 points, in less than an hour and a half. Most of the time, trading was suspended, leaving many people dumbfounded.

Looking at that soaring arc that breaks through the clouds, full of momentum, who could resist it?

However, while some people are still hesitating, those with real guts have already entered the market, increased their holdings, and gone all out!

After the circuit breaker mechanism was triggered and then unlocked, trading resumed, and the stock continued to rise rapidly.

"Damn! This is really weird!!"

"I've already taken out a loan to invest!"

"This is not a good sign! I suggest exiting at $35!"

"Dude! Look at its surge! It wasn't affected at all after the circuit breaker! It's still rising! It'll go crazy and reach $50! That's what its commercial market value should be!! If you don't buy now, you won't be able to later!"

"Hahaha! I've already made $260 million! I'm rich!! I'm going to buy a luxury car! I'm going to buy a villa!!"

Soon, the price reached $37.

"Sell it."

Zhang Ailun glanced at the screen and saw that it was almost at its limit, with the next circuit breaker window fast approaching.

Blitz calmly manipulated the stock, starting to sell in batches at a price of $37-$38, selling small amounts at a time, which were then quickly bought up by others.

While diligently monitoring the market, the Beggar Clan disciples also sold their stocks at the same time, but this amount was like a small stone thrown into the ocean, having no impact whatsoever on the market.

After all the stocks they had sold were gone, everyone's expressions immediately relaxed, and they beamed with joy.

"Okay!! Everyone has left!!"

Zhang Ailun glanced at the stock accounts. The selling prices were slightly different from what was originally planned, a bit higher, mostly around $38. One hundred stock accounts, each with $18! After deducting fees, that's roughly fifteen million dollars. His heart couldn't help but beat a little faster.

Holy crap! This money is so easy to make.

What's the difference between this and playing Red and Blue in a casino? It's exactly the same as getting it by the wind or snatching it from someone else.

Even robbing a bank wouldn't be this fast!!

Tingke Mobile's stock value continued to rise, quickly reaching $39, triggering a new round of circuit breakers.

But at this moment, the market began to become irrational and went into a frenzy, and investors started to get greedy.

(End of this chapter)