America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 273 Just wait to die, it's over!

The cat-and-mouse game continued until around 2 a.m., and the leader was really having a blast.

Supported by their formidable physique and endurance, they caught almost no fish off guard, making sure every catch was a sure thing. This also drew complaints from many sides: "No way, you're too freakish, you run too fast, we can't shake you off at all."

"Oh! My dear killer, you can't punish me, because I can protect myself with my undergarments and seduce you." Denise was pressed onto the sofa by the leader, raising her hands in protest, her large breasts being squeezed out of shape.

Just as he was about to pull out his winning weapon, he touched it a couple of times and was immediately stunned.

"Shit! I forgot! I was already naked in the last round of the game. Okay, now you can punish me. Do you want to spank me, make me your slave, or make me spin around in circles while holding my nose?" Denise turned around and said provocatively.

"What are these game rules?"

Zhang Ailun was speechless. Looking at the panting Kate, he turned to Amanda and asked, "Is this how you two are always in private?"

"Our rules are like this," Amanda said. "You can choose to make her your puppet, or you can choose to release her."

"..." Is there even a need to think about it?

Zhang Ailun promptly slapped Dailins.

The other person clutched their backside and exclaimed in surprise, turning around to complain, "Dude, you've got some real strength."

"Okay, you're my slave now. You have to do whatever I say. Go, capture them all," Zhang Ailun commanded.

"Yes, Master." Dailins had no choice but to obey the order, but with her abilities, the movement speed was so slow that she exhausted herself but still couldn't catch a single person. In the end, it was only when the Grand Master personally took action that everything was resolved.

"Hamburg, you're really good!!" Denise gave him a thumbs up.

"What should you call me?" Zhang Ailun asked.

"Haha, this round of the game is over." Denise decisively denied the master-servant relationship.

Amanda produced a wine glass and a small cup. "Next, we'll roll the dice! The loser drinks!"

"I've never lost," Zhang Ailun chuckled.

But he soon suffered a crushing defeat.

He was immediately drunk by several people taking turns getting him drunk.

day.

……

The next morning.

Zhang Ailun woke up feeling as if he had drunk two kilograms of fake alcohol, and pushed away a mountain that had been pressing down on him.

He let out a long breath.

Turning my head, I saw the underwear lying around on the ground, and the bright white ball.

Holy crap, no wonder she has F-cup breasts.

I got up, rubbed my sore shoulders, got dressed, ran to the bathroom to wash up, and went downstairs to see Amanda making breakfast.

"Hey! Hamburger, how was your day?" Amanda greeted him warmly.

"Not bad. But I think I lost consciousness and don't know what happened after that." The leader tried hard to recall the scene after he got drunk. He seemed to be moving sandbags, which were quite soft.

Amanda chuckled: "Perhaps Denise and the others would be happy to explain it to you."

Zhang Ailun sat at the dining table and chatted with her for a few minutes. After waiting for a while, she brought out breakfast.

Amanda then went upstairs to call people for dinner.

Denise, with her hair disheveled and completely unconcerned about her appearance, came downstairs. "Hey! Amanda, do you know where my underwear and bra went?"

He turned his head and looked at the leader of the guild at the dining table, and was stunned for a moment.

The next second, he uttered a quote starting with F, clutched his chest, turned around, and ran upstairs.

Looking at the hopping rabbit, its plump buttocks resembled those of a ripe cantaloupe; it was truly exquisite.

Zhang Ailun couldn't help but admire how much fun they really knew how to have in private.

A few minutes later, the group came downstairs. Davis, dressed casually, sat somewhat nervously to the side, wearing glasses, and gave a light, elegant cough: "Mr. Kim, I'm actually a very conservative person in real life, not what you see. If you think I'm promiscuous, it's definitely because I've had too much to drink!"

"I don't think you need to explain anything. After all, we both drank too much yesterday, and it's normal that we couldn't control ourselves," Zhang Ailun said reassuringly, placing a fried egg on her plate.

"Then I'm relieved." Denise readily accepted.

"Kate, I heard you've been having some personal troubles lately?" Zhang Ailun asked again.

"You've heard about it too? Fxxk, those damn thieves really made me lose face. I really didn't try to create any media hype this time. After all, I hardly make any movies anymore."

Denise complained, then changed the subject: "But if resources come knocking, I'd be happy to work with them. But those guys just want to invite me to parties to drink with them, or they want to go to a hotel with me. It's so annoying."

"Wake up, Kate. Nobody likes casting a married actress in her thirties as the lead. Maybe you could beg Hamburg; he might consider investing in an R18+ movie for you, with him as the male lead. After all, don't you also enjoy playing female leads in games?" Amanda directly pointed out her sore spot.

"Fxxk! Amanda, I consider you my sister, you should be the one touching my G-spot, not making me feel pain." Denise raised her middle finger in annoyance.

"Weren't you shouting quite loudly yesterday?" Amanda said bluntly, teasingly.

"...I freaking don't remember. Okay? That wasn't me!" Denise said awkwardly.

Is that so? Zhang Ailun gasped.

Damn it! The Grand Master doesn't remember at all!

"Where's your husband? Didn't he come on this trip with you?" Zhang Ailun asked again.

"He's tinkering with his music. I feel like marrying him is like marrying a violin and a guitar. Maybe I should sleep with an instrument in my arms at night. At least there are protrusions on it to relieve my thirst for music."

Davis sighed, somewhat desperately. "You have no idea what it's like to be a thirty-year-old married woman. We're basically all doing our own thing now. Married life is completely different from what I imagined."

"You still say you're not a slut," Amanda teased.

"This is a normal demand, okay? Guess what? My photos were leaked, and his first reaction wasn't to comfort me, but to question whether I had found new investors to hype me up. WTF! He doesn't act like a husband at all," Denise complained.

"If you need help, I can help you solve this problem," Zhang Ailun said. "I know some people who are proficient in network technology and can help you."

"I don't need to sleep with him, do I?" Denise said half-jokingly.

"All you have to do is sleep with me," Zhang Ailun said irritably. "You're overthinking it. I'm only helping you because you're a friend." "That's great! Hooray!!" Dailins laughed. "If you want something to happen between us, just say so. I was drunk yesterday and didn't feel anything. Friend."

Amanda said quietly, "I didn't feel anything yesterday." She took out her phone and played a voice message.

Davis was stunned. "You fucking recorded my audio?"

"Do you want to see my videos?" Amanda said.

"Fxxk! You should have sent it to me privately, I don't want to see it," Davis cursed, still having some self-respect.

"Okay, actually I didn't film at all. I don't have that habit," Amanda said frankly.

Zhang Ailun watched them chatting away, realizing they had a good relationship in private. After finishing breakfast, he took out his phone and sent a message to Blitz, telling him to investigate the instigators.

Not long after, Blitz sent a message: This really was an accident. A few thieves picked up Kat Dennings' phone, cracked the password and found her private photos. They sold them for money and posted them on the deep web, and they unexpectedly fell into the hands of a few media outlets that specialize in spreading pornography. They are definitely thinking of publishing them for money and traffic.

Zhang Ailun: How many years should one be sentenced for violating personal privacy and selling videos and photos? Then report those guys to the police and have them arrested. If the police don't care, then let the FBI handle the problem.

Blitz: You actually know Kat Dennings?

Zhang Ailun: She's right next to me; a friend introduced us.

Blitz: Can I have her sign my autograph?

Zhang Ailun: You're a fangirl? Okay, I'll get her to sign your autograph. Do you want it to say "I love Blitzcrank"?

Blitz: Sarah will kill me! I'm just keeping this as a collection, don't let Sarah know, it's a little secret between us men.

Zhang Ailun: Okay, female celebrities are no different from ordinary people. You don't need to put any filters on them. Maybe I can introduce her to you another day.

Blitz: OK, OK!

Instantly, it was like a robot that had been refueled, and it went off to get things done.

Zhang Ailun put away his phone and smiled at the two of them, saying, "It's all settled. We've found out that a few media outlets were stirring up trouble behind the scenes. They'll be punished. My friend is a fan of yours; he really likes Max and hopes you can sign an autograph for him."

"That would be such an honor. It's a pity I'm not Max." Davis readily agreed and immediately took out a pen and paper to sign his name.

"But I feel like you've always been playing yourself," Zhang Ailun praised.

"Yes, a lot of people say that, but I don't actually like to swear or tell dirty jokes. I'm a lady... WFT! Amanda! Are you going to dunk me until I'm dead? I'm already menopausal." Davis gasped and turned to look at her best friend, who was probably doing something under the table.

"..."

Zhang Ailun chuckled dryly.

After breakfast, Davis and Amanda began washing the dishes. The Grand Master sat down on the sofa to rest, and also had time to review today's daily intelligence.

[Daily News: A large shipment of military equipment transported by Matson Clippers is expected to arrive at the California and US-Mexico border ports at 13:30 PM. The Tijuana tendering department will send personnel to collect the weapons on time.]

[Daily News: Parker Corporation, in which you invested, has reopened. The bank has issued a debt collection notice. There is ample witness testimony and physical evidence from the Kilimanjaro Mountains. You can choose to file a lawsuit in the Los Angeles court against Azure Metal Renewable Energy Corporation for unfair competition, seeking compensation and exemption from debt liability.]

[Daily News: The renowned collector Madison is hosting a party and a private island fireworks display, inviting you and a host of celebrities. Among them are a military colonel, a PMC company director, a major arms dealer, an underground casino host, and a pharmaceutical company representative. The military colonel is interested in selling his retired Black Hawk helicopters, and you might find yourself in a new deal through this.]

[Details: Melissa, an underground casino host, faced criminal charges for organizing gambling and accepting tips, but was bailed out and only fined $20 because she possessed a list of people involved in gambling. A pharmaceutical company's lemon slices and veterinary drugs, produced through irregularities, led to a fatal case. The victim's family accepted hush money, but a rival company chose to target the incident. Board members chose to lay low on a private island, where CIA agents, posing as staff, would raid the island around 2 AM without prior notice to arrest members on the drug list.]

Good grief. Is this party cursed? How did it even attract the CIA? Who started it?

This old guy's crime probably isn't minor. Otherwise, it's unlikely that just selling veterinary drugs and lemon slices would have gotten him arrested by the CIA, who would have come to the island to arrest him.

Lemon slices have long been banned, haven't they? They're supposed to be sleeping pills, but if you stay awake for more than 30 minutes, you'll feel like you're flying to the clouds, and many people have died from overdosing on them.

Leonardo DiCaprio took this kind of drug to dilute the effects during the filming of the movie "The Wolf of Wall Street," otherwise he wouldn't have been able to achieve such a realistic performance.

2 a.m., what a great time. At that time, military colonels and tycoons are probably still having group sex with models and female celebrities.

Zhang Ailun sighed, thinking back to when he used to sell horn coins, he would just hang out there for a while, make some connections, do some business, and then take a cut.

[Daily Intelligence: Your trusted lieutenant Zorro and his assassin team have succeeded and are currently resting at a motel. An accident has occurred involving a director of Texas Lightning Oil Company. The FBI received a report and began an investigation, but was forced to halt due to pressure from various quarters. Private equity fund members and directors of a Texas oil company jointly acquired Lightning Oil Company's ranches and oil resources, accusing the company of unfair competition. Police investigations have uncovered a case involving the mysterious deaths of directors and police officers of a bankrupt company from the last century, with solid evidence.]

[Daily News: Your A-10 Warthog attack aircraft parts will be shipped out today. After order delivery, the remaining $110 million payment needs to be settled through the recycling channel. The current aircraft assembly progress is 27%.]

[Daily News: The precious metals project you collaborated on with Rachel Kim from Short-Tailed Dog has been completed.]

Zhang Ailun finished reading the daily intelligence report. He immediately prepared to leave to handle some matters, greeted the others, hugged them goodbye, and left the apartment.

I took out my phone and sent Dave a message.

Zhang Ailun: Help me draft a lawsuit against Blue Metal Renewable Energy Company. Also, issue a notice to them in the name of the foundation and Parker Corporation, and initiate legal proceedings against them.

Dave: Suing a company normally requires time to review its qualifications and procedures. The fastest process takes two to three days.

Zhang Ailun: I don't have that much time to waste with them. Can't money solve the problem?

Dave: Yes... but it's not allowed in principle.

Zhang Ailun: So it's actually nothing? That's great! Go and talk to the judges for me. I won't treat them unfairly after it's done. I've prepared all the witnesses and evidence. I'm now filing a lawsuit against Azure Company in my capacity as a director of Parker Corporation. When can the court notify them to hold a hearing at the earliest? I want to prevent them from having time to prepare.

Dave: There are three cases this morning, but none of them are particularly important. We can expedite the process. If the evidence is conclusive and the qualifications are met, we can arrange to notify Blue Ocean Company this morning to send someone to the court for a hearing. You can provide me with the witnesses and physical evidence now, and I will pass them on to the judge.

Zhang Ailun: Which side are you on?

Dave: Of course I'm on your side.

Zhang Ailun: No, you should go to the other side and defend them. Otherwise, I won't feel at ease.

Dave: ...

Have you considered my feelings when you say that?

But in order for the leader's plan to succeed and to avoid harming others or himself, Attorney Dave swallowed his anger and went to inform the judge. The judge and the lawyers reviewed the case and felt that this was blatant contempt of the law! It was lawlessness! Those were twelve lives!!

(Putting the US dollar bill into his pocket)

We immediately decided to punish Blue Ocean Company for its malicious competitive behavior!

The board members of Azure Company had just gotten out of their beds in their villas when they suddenly received a unilateral notice from the court. They were completely dumbfounded. What the heck? Had their scheme been exposed?

WTF!!

Where did that new owner of Parker come from? What's his background? How can he control the court proceedings?

The company's board of directors investigated and realized, "Oh, they're in cahoots, aren't they? They're even acquaintances of the Fifth District Councilor, and senior members of the Badminton Association? And they've even gathered all the evidence?"

That's fine.

Wait to die.

It's over!!

(End of this chapter)