America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 248 Terrifying

After taking the car keys from the young man and chatting with him for a few more minutes, Zhang Ailun drove the platform vehicle out of the warehouse.

When we arrived at the recycling room, we saw that Gates and David had already arrived in a garbage truck and had also called a tow truck. They were trying to move the Cullinan that had been in an accident onto the truck.

Zhang Ailun inquired about the price of a towing service; it was $40 per trip, which he had already paid and was being charged to Alfred Recycling Station's account.

"There are some recyclable electronic products in the recycling room. You can take them back and dispose of them, then list them online for sale. If anyone buys those secondhand appliances, sell them to them at a low price; if no one buys them, sell them to the recycling company," Zhang Ailun instructed.

"Don't worry, boss, we'll make sure it's spotless." David rolled up his sleeves and ran to the recycling room to start cleaning, moving the appliances onto the garbage truck. He also found a few packets of leaves inside.

The clever David simply packed the leaves into his waistband, intending to sell them on the street when he had time.

"Don't sell on our turf!" Zhang Ailun warned, looking at his bulging fanny pack. He knew the owner had found the leaves in the recycling room, which looked to be worth several hundred dollars.

"Okay. Don't worry, boss, I know what to do." David nodded and decided to have the loose goods disposed of by some gangsters on the street.

Seeing that they were managing things very well, Zhang Ailun sent another message to Dominic, asking those skilled members of the Beggars' Sect to come to the villa area. He also drove the platform truck to the road outside the Crown District.

After about ten minutes, they saw people coming. Several Beggars' Sect disciples saw the platform truck and the sect leader by the roadside and immediately greeted them warmly, calling him "boss" repeatedly.

Zhang Ailun got out of the car, handed the car keys to them, and sent them the navigation coordinates.

"You will transport this drilling rig platform to Green Field Manor Ranch, where our people are located. You will live there and be responsible for maintenance and mining operations. Once the mining permit is issued, drilling operations can begin no later than tomorrow," Zhang Ailun said.

"Okay, boss, leave it to us." The Beggar Clan disciple took the car keys, and the group got into the car, started the engine, and drove away from the streets, heading towards the rural town.

Zhang Ailun also sent a message to Old Karl, asking if his mining permit had been obtained and whether he had leased a drilling rig from the mining company.

Old Carl: The qualifications are still being processed. I've been applying for several days now. Those guys are notoriously inefficient, and I don't have any connections working in the relevant departments. It'll probably take another five or six days to get it approved. For the drilling rig, I plan to rent a drilling truck from Hulk Oil Company. The basic rental and maintenance fee is $2000 per day, and the extraction cost is $100 per meter. I only plan to drill wells in the shallow zone, around 500 meters underground. Drilling one well will cost approximately $6. I've already had someone check the location; it's definitely reliable!

Zhang Ailun: I've already secured the platform truck and manpower. If you need it, just pay me $4, and my people can drill a well for you. How about that? You don't need to spend money to hire people from the oil company.

Old Carl: ? How come you're so efficient? Did you just buy a drilling rig? That thing costs at least a million dollars, right?

Zhang Ailun: That's right. I found a drilling rig platform. It has the equipment and manpower, and it's not that expensive. It only cost me less than six hundred thousand US dollars. As long as you pay my handling fee, I can drill as many wells as you want. I also made an appointment with the head of the underground resources extraction department to help me get the permits. If everything goes smoothly, I expect to be able to start drilling tomorrow.

Old Karl was completely stunned.

Old Carl: Dude, you young guys are really efficient. Could you talk to him for me too? Ask him to get my qualifications sorted out as well?

Zhang Ailun: This is not a problem.

Old Carl: Thank you so much! In return, I can help you get in touch with the people at the Dynamic Park. I have a friend who works there, and they're planning to sell a batch of elk, as well as roe deer, gray rabbits, cattle, and sheep. The cattle are Angus, Hereford, Griffith, Limousin, and Simmental breeds. There are ten breeds of goats; adult goats are $200 each, and lambs are around $15-40 each. Each goat generates about $2000 in profit per year. Chicks are much cheaper.

Zhang Ailun: I don't plan to raise that many cattle and sheep for the time being, but if there are elk, North American gray rabbits, or Labrador Retrievers, I can buy a batch.

The ranches mainly raise beef cattle. The breeds of cattle that Old Carl mentioned are all hornless. Except for professional ranches, you basically need to raise 150 cattle at a time to make a profit. Although the profit is not high, the sheer number makes up for it. The profit per cow is several hundred dollars, so raising 10,000 cows would be millions of dollars in profit.

Old Karl: Okay, I can get you some Labrador Retrievers. I have a friend whose family runs a dog training center. I can give you a few. Anyway, there's not much profit to be made here.

Old Carl: You can buy elk and gray rabbits at the wildlife park. An elk costs between $150 and $300, with pregnant females being more expensive. You can buy dozens of gray rabbits for $100. These things reproduce so fast. If you leave them in the forest unattended, that piece of land will turn into a rabbit ridge in a month. You'd better raise a few coyotes as well, or go hunting regularly.

Zhang Ailun: OK.

Having learned ranch management from Old Carl, Zhang Ailun put away his phone, walked back to the Crown District, got into his Wrangler, greeted Olivia, kissed her goodbye, and drove away.

Not long after driving back to the camp, I received another call. I glanced at the Terminator 2.0 and the caller ID; it was Rachel Kim from the Short-Tailed Dogs camp.

Zhang Ailun answered the phone, and a loud voice rang out, "Hey! Mr. Jin! Hello?"

"Is there something you need?" Zhang Ailun asked.

"I'm here to talk to you about a big business deal. That cripple Modern Guy managed to bring you a $50,000 gold cooperation project, but this time I can bring you at least $200,000 in bonuses! How about it? Interested in doing this big deal with me?" Short-tailed dog asked.

Even over the phone, the leader could tell that the other party was full of arrogance, haughty, and confident.

Zhang Ailun smiled and said, "It's a fool not to make money when you can, of course I'm interested. But where did you get that batch of goods?"

"Don't bother asking about that, I definitely have my own channels..." Jin Rachel's words were cut off by Zhang Ailun: "I heard there was a truck accident halfway down Highway 214 in the suburbs, the driver fled the scene, and there were 20 tons of unclaimed electronic waste on the truck. I was just about to send someone to get that shipment, but someone beat me to it. Do you know who those people are?"

"ah!?"

Jin Ruiqiu was a little dumbfounded after hearing this. Wait, you've got your eye on this batch of goods too?

There's no reason for it.

He and his younger brother worked until 11 p.m. every day and had to get up at 6 a.m. before dawn to deliver chicken rolls. They only found out about the news by chance from a customer from out of town who was staying at a motel.

Upon receiving this news, he didn't even eat; he led his men to the suburban highway that very night to retrieve the goods.

How did you know that?

Jin Ruiqiu was starting to have doubts. She asked suspiciously, "Are you sure you're targeting 20 tons of electronic waste on the suburban highway? That car accident—did you have someone set it up?"

I was instantly drenched in sweat.

"no."

Zhang Ailun sensed his slight panic and immediately chuckled, "Look how scared you are! I was just joking. I knew it was your men who hauled away those 20 tons of electronic waste, and I knew you'd definitely cooperate with me. I've been waiting for your call. Buddy, why did it take you so long?"

"..."

"To filter out precious metals from those 20 tons of electronic waste, not only do we need specialized equipment, but we also need at least dozens of people working day and night to quickly extract the metals and turn them into cash. Apart from me, who has the manpower to do this recycling business, no one else on the street is interested in this business," Zhang Ailun said.

"..." Rachel Jin fell silent instantly.

I gasped.

Mr. Jin is terrifying!

Ironically, he still thought he had secretly accomplished something great, taking away the goods without anyone noticing. He originally wanted to prove his loyalty, but little did he know that the other party already knew and was just waiting for him to deliver the goods to their door.

"Hey? Speak up." Hearing the other person remain silent, Zhang Ailun immediately reassured him, "Don't worry, since your first thought is to cooperate with my people, I'll definitely give you a reasonable profit-sharing offer. How about 30%?"

"Why are you only getting 30%?" Jin Ruiqiu asked anxiously.

"Thirty percent is yours," Zhang Ailun said.

"Oh, then it's alright..." Jin Ruiqiu breathed a sigh of relief. If that's what you said, then it suits your taste.

Otherwise, he really wouldn't dare to reach out and take it, for fear that you would cancel his account.

"If possible, I can send someone over to collect the goods right now. We can provide the equipment, the venue, and the manpower. You'll have to prepare the chemicals yourselves," Zhang Ailun said. "If this deal goes through, you can directly contact my people to cooperate with any similar business in the future! Don't worry, you won't suffer any losses, and we'll also take care of your chicken roll business."

"Okay." After considering it for a moment, Jin Rachel readily agreed.

Zhang Ailun was also very satisfied. After hanging up the phone, he immediately sent a message to Qiao Sen, asking him to recruit a few Beggar Clan disciples who understood physics and chemistry, drive to the other party's unfinished building headquarters to pick up the goods, and transport them to a small wooden house in the suburbs for refining.

Qiao Sen had been in charge of this kind of work before and had successfully learned the skills. He knew how to mix aqua regia and other chemicals to extract precious metals from electronic waste.

Upon receiving the mission assigned to him by the Grand Master, he set off with his men without hesitation.

Zhang Ailun drove to Sanji Bar to call Sieg over and discuss important matters.

I gave him $4000 worth of cookies and told him to go and visit Officer Miguel.

Sig readily agreed, immediately took out his phone to contact Officer Mig, and after learning that the officer had time, he drove off to find someone to chat with.

Evening arrived quickly. Many unfamiliar faces began to appear on the streets, wearing knitted hats and hoodies, hands in their pockets, their shifty eyes darting about, specifically targeting the Beggar Clan members, trying to sell them local specialties at low prices.

After receiving instructions from their superiors, the police officers patrolling the area also disguised themselves and set up a sting operation, quickly spotting several black men.

Once they had made contact with the Beggars' Sect disciples and negotiated the price, they pulled out their precious treasures and, without saying a word, charged forward, pointing guns at each other's foreheads.

"Hey! Put your hands up! Let me see your hands!!"

"I told you not to move!!"

"Which street do you hang out on? Don't you know selling drugs is illegal? Where did you get your drugs from?"

The police officers pinned several black men to the ground and shouted at them. The black men couldn't withstand the pressure and were completely stunned. They readily confessed to their crimes and even betrayed their supplier.

"We got our stock from the Carnation Club. They were having a discount promotion and wanted to clear out their inventory, so they released a large batch. Officer! I can't breathe!!"

The police officer ignored his pleas for mercy and dragged the black man into the car.

"I have arrested you on charges of illegally distributing and selling drugs. You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will be used as evidence in court. If you cannot afford legal fees, we will provide you with a lawyer free of charge. If you wish to speak with your lawyer, you can stop answering questions at any time, and you can have your lawyer accompany you throughout the entire questioning process."

"I need a lawyer! I need to hire a lawyer!!" Old Hei shouted without thinking.

"Very good. We will arrange a lawyer for you. This is Mr. Dave, a defense attorney who works at the Southern Precinct Court. He will represent you, accompany you through the trial, and remain in court until the court decides whether you are guilty and granted bail or acquitted."

The officer called over Dave, who was standing nearby, and said sternly, "Mr. Dave, could you please help him complete the evidence collection and hearing procedures?"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it." Dave nodded and readily accepted the task.

Meanwhile, a large number of disguised police officers appeared on the streets of the fifth district, specifically targeting those selling loose goods. As soon as they dared to pull out their valuables, they would swarm them, pin them to the ground, and beat them mercilessly.

In just a few hours of surprise raids, 24 people involved in the case were apprehended, almost all of them Black. They were all handed over to Dave for processing. He'll definitely be working overtime tonight.

As for the Carnation Club, it's owned by the MC Motorbike Gang and has been operating on the streets of District 5 for many years. Although everyone knows there's a gray market involved, the police rarely bother them because they've been paid protection money.

Sieg also obtained some general information from Officer Miguel and informed Zhang Ailun upon his return: "I heard they have connections with the deputy chief of the Southern Precinct and frequently bribe him. Officer Miguel is just a senior officer in the Southern Precinct; his rank is far below theirs, so his application for investigation cannot be approved."

"Isn't that simple? Since Officer Miguel can't touch him, let's find someone more capable to handle this."

Zhang Ailun smiled and sent a message to Blitz, asking him to speak to the vice president of the Secret Service and have the FBI send people to investigate.

Blitz: I've already informed him.

Zhang Ailun: Collect all the evidence of the club's tax evasion and provide it to the FBI. We'll shut it down tonight.

Blitz: OK.

The leader of the MC motorcycle gang was happily celebrating his day's earnings at the Carnation Club when he was suddenly raided by the FBI.

Several cars stopped at the entrance of the Carnation Hotel. FBI members quickly got out of the cars, and a black waiter who was passing by was slapped twice for no reason and had the door kicked open.

"FBI!!!"

"Hands up! Someone reported you for illegal drug trafficking here!!"

The club's guests stared blankly at the FBI agents who had arrived, while the members in the VIP rooms upstairs fled in terror, only to be stopped by the ruthless FBI officers with guns drawn.

"Sir, we found a large amount of organic matter and leaves, as well as stolen money and goods, in the warehouse and safe. Several suspects who were trying to escape were also caught by our men!" the operative reported seriously to his superior.

The FBI operations leader immediately inspected the evidence and found it to be genuine material, in boxes and quantities. This could easily result in a prison sentence of several hundred years.

He immediately waved his hand and ordered, "Arrest them all!!"

(End of this chapter)