America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 297 Let's incite them.

Simone: Thank you so much, Alan! I was worried I might be troubling you too much!

Zhang Ailun: What are you saying? We're all on the same side. I treat you like family. Don't hesitate to ask me for anything!

Simone: I need something right now, can you come to me?

I casually snapped a cool photo of the leader in the apartment complex gym.

She has a healthy, tanned complexion and clearly defined abs. Her figure is also incredibly hot, with a prominent bust and buttocks, clearly the result of working out and lifting weights.

It's been a while, but Simone's figure seems to be getting better and better.

This might be a racial talent.

Even mixed-race individuals, with just a little training, are much stronger than others.

After all, three generations of his ancestors had been picking cotton in the cotton garden, so without plenty of physical strength, he definitely couldn't compete with others.

Zhang Ailun: Although I really want to talk to you, I probably don't have time right now.

Simone: I bet you've been completely drained by that wicked Jennifer! That's why you said something like that. What did she do to you?

Zhang Ailun: ...

The Grand Master was speechless.

Is it possible that there are other female demons besides Jennifer?

Your intelligence is way behind the times.

They chatted for a few more minutes. Zhang Ailun agreed to visit her another day and then logged out of the chat.

Old Karl also got up and came downstairs, looking listless. He poured himself a glass of wine, rinsed his mouth, and became quite the old drunkard.

Frank Benk +1.

Zhang Ailun chatted with Old Karl for a few minutes, inquiring about his health.

"Don't worry, buddy, I'm not going to die. There are so many girls and a wonderful life waiting for me to enjoy." Old Karl chuckled.

Seeing that he was alright, Zhang Ailun took Sieg and Bocktu and prepared to leave the ranch villa.

Old Carl, seeing this, still tried to persuade him to stay, saying, "There's an exciting program at noon today, are you sure you want to leave already?"

"I'm afraid I'll die here if I stay any longer," Zhang Ailun said frankly. "You'd better not drink too much alcohol either."

"How come you're just like those private doctors and physiotherapists? Alcohol is made from grains, drinking alcohol is the same as eating. I've already eaten a meal, why should I eat more?" Old Karl argued self-deceivingly.

"When you're lying in a hospital bed needing a liver transplant, I won't be visiting you. Goodbye, see you next time." Zhang Ailun waved his hand and left without looking back.

Old Karl also sent someone to drive them back to the manor, even though it was only a short distance.

Back at Green Field Manor, Zhang Ailun had Boketu refuel the Black Hawk helicopter.

He then went to play games with a few Labrador puppies and petted them a few times.

Then the Beggars' Sect disciples brought out their two Quarter Horses. The little mare, Kuaichuan, was very affectionate. No matter how the leader stroked her, she didn't resist. Instead, she buried her head in his chest and rubbed against him a few times.

The big boy, Torch, seemed unmoved by either soft or hard approaches, completely disdaining to interact with the leader. Even when Zhang Ailun had already offered him a carrot, Torch just rolled its eyes and bared its teeth.

Only when the voodoo girl came up to him with apples and corn in a basket did the other person's expression change instantly, and he leaned in affectionately.

The Grand Master watched this scene unfold.

There is reason to suspect that this stallion is a pervert who only likes girls.

He pondered for a moment, then said, "Maybe we should just go ahead and slap them."

Upon hearing this, the big boy Torch seemed to understand human speech instantly. Startled, he took a few steps back and ran away into the distance.

Even the apple in my mouth doesn't taste good anymore.

"Boss, don't scare it. This is racehorse blood. Its offspring will definitely be able to race as well," the Beggar Clan disciple hurriedly tried to dissuade it.

"Am I supposed to make my lovely Clippers girl breed with this blond guy? I don't even like watching the games."

Zhang Ailun immediately refused.

He patted the girl's head; she remained docile, blinking her big, watery eyes. She also readily accepted the snacks offered by the Grand Master.

"Good girl."

The leader felt very gratified, like an old father seeing his beloved daughter.

However, when the Labrador puppy next to her came over and tried to circle around the girl, Clippers kicked it hard on the head without hesitation. The dog was sent flying and rolled several times on the ground, howling loudly.

They scrambled away, leaving a puddle of dew on the grass, completely terrified.

"Boss, is this what you call docile?" Sig gave the Grand Master a meaningful look; she almost kicked the Labrador pup so hard it gave him a concussion.

"I guess she's only willing to be close to you."

"That means I'm excellent and a good owner."

Zhang Ailun is even more fond of the Clippers girls now. He raises his middle finger at the torch in the distance, tilting his head to look around, and says, "Let that bad boy get lost. All I need is the Clippers."

Upon hearing this, Torch's pride seemed to have been severely damaged, and he immediately started shouting and jumping around on the spot.

Zhang Ailun ignored him and continued feeding the Clippers, patting her head and showing favoritism.

After Boketu finished adjusting the equipment, Zhang Ailun bid farewell to the Clippers and handed it over to the Beggars' Sect disciples to take care of.

The group logged onto Blackhawk, and Bocktu asked, "Boss, where do we go next?"

"Go to the suburban hangar."

Boketu nodded and immediately started the helicopter, heading towards the hangar in the suburbs.

Zhang Ailun then took out his phone and contacted someone from GBT Company to inquire about the details of the rocket launch package.

Rocket company executive: Hello, we are currently offering a special promotion for the beta SG52 rocket launcher. A single satellite launch costs as little as $98000 per person and can accommodate up to 120 microsatellites at the same time.

Zhang Ailun: The cost of launching a rocket and satellite is at least $200,000. How come yours is so cheap? What if the launch fails?

Rocket company executive: The rocket launcher is our latest test version, and we have completed ground testing and stability checks, but it has not yet been actually tested in space. Therefore, we have decided to launch a partnership with discounted pricing. If the satellite launch fails, we will provide you with 1.5 times the compensation; if it is successful, you will still pay the original price.

Zhang Ailun: Okay, $98000, I can pay you that money. When exactly can we launch?

Rocket Company Manager: Anytime, anywhere. Once you transport your private satellite to our company and our data confirms it's functioning correctly, we can activate the rocket launch system to send the satellite into space. However, you will need to prepare the necessary documents in advance. This is our company address; you are welcome to visit our laboratory!

Zhang Ailun glanced at it; GBT was a rocket company in San Francisco, but it also had a laboratory department and facilities in the suburbs of Palm Valley.

Palm Valley again? What a coincidence! It's convenient to visit Sadie on the way.

Zhang Ailun: Mailing it is too much trouble. I'll bring people over right now. It just so happens that I haven't seen a rocket launch up close yet.

Rocket company executive: We certainly won't let you down. Although our rocket design can't compare to those of the big companies, and we only have three years of R&D history, it's absolutely professional, and our team members are all talents from various disciplines and the aerospace field.

We agreed on a time with the other party, and will contact them again when we arrive at the destination.

Zhang Ailun sent another message to Blitz, asking him to drive over to the rocket launch lab in Palm Valley as well.

After all, the chief of staff knew absolutely nothing about satellites. The hardware was already well-maintained by Qibatu and his team, but the software still needed Blitz to handle the programming, matrix data, GPS underlying logic, and real-time monitoring and positioning. They couldn't just launch it and then abandon it, could they? What use would that be?

Blitz: I'm leaving right away.

A dozen minutes later, the Black Hawk helicopter landed at a hangar in the suburbs.

After Zhang Ailun got off the plane and entered the hangar, he saw the Beggars' Sect disciples already busy at work. Several other people were eating pizza and breakfast, all purchased from a convenience store near the airport.

It must be tough for them. In this godforsaken suburban airport, there isn't even a proper restaurant, so they eat fast food every day. If they want a proper meal, they have to travel more than ten kilometers to a small town, and ordering takeout isn't cheap either, plus it might attract unwanted attention.

"Where's Qibatu?" Zhang Ailun looked around but couldn't see him.

"Boss, he only fell asleep at 5 a.m. yesterday and is still resting now," the Beggar Clan disciple said, pointing to the room on the second floor.

"Then there's no need to call him. I don't need to bother him with anything," Zhang Ailun nodded.

After seeing that Mark had finished breakfast, he greeted him and asked them to pack up the microsatellite and put it on the private plane.

The Beggars' Sect disciples transported the Black Hawk helicopter to the hangar and then pulled out the Cirrus SF50.

After changing planes, Zhang Ailun, along with Boketu and Sig, went to Palm Valley for the second time.

During this time, the leader also took the initiative to contact Dis to inquire about the progress of his FCC certificate application. Dis was very reliable and sent the electronic documents directly.

Zhang Ailun: If I didn't say anything, didn't you ever think of sending it to me on your own initiative?

Dis: I'm currently receiving treatment at the hospital. The doctor said it might be several months before I experience any symptoms in my lower body!

I took a picture of the leader's hospital room.

Zhang Ailun: That's all.

Despite his injuries and lingering effects, he still went to the relevant department to help the leader with his work. Although it was just reviewing a document, it was clear that he put his heart into it.

Dis: If you really want to thank me, could you please delete the photo?

Zhang Ailun: Nonsense, without photos we have no bond. Do you want to go solo?

Dee: We have some kind of weird bond! You're just trying to threaten me.

Zhang Ailun: You're right, my friend, but there's no reward. If that's the case, I might consider sending Molina back so you can meet again.

Dis: Okay, okay, I won't say anymore. I'm just incredibly unlucky!

mock up.

With whom?

With the Grand Master holding something against you, you still want to run away?

Unless you give up on yourself and become shameless, this secret will be your lifelong possession by the Grand Master!

Bocktu piloted the Cirrus SF50 and flew smoothly for more than ten minutes before successfully arriving in Palm Valley city.

Zhang Ailun sent a message to Sadie, saying that he was passing through Palm Valley and wanted to visit her, and also asked to use her family's private airport.

Sadie: You still know how to contact me? I thought you had vanished into thin air.

Zhang Ailun: I've come to visit you, haven't I? Is your dad home?

Sadie: Did you come to see my dad about something, or did you come here specifically to see me?

Zhang Ailun: Of course it's you, I don't like your dad anyway.

Sadie: You wait, I'm coming right away!

One sentence was all it took to get the other party to come to us!

That's the charisma of the Grand Master.

According to the map coordinates, Boketu successfully landed on the runway of Sadie's villa's private airport. As soon as the leader got off the plane, he saw Sadie, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and a white mini skirt, with her newly dyed purple short hair, walking over and greeting him warmly.

"Old Jin, long time no see."

Zhang Ailun instantly lost his composure, questioning his existence, "Who are you calling 'Old Jin'? I'm not even thirty yet!"

"I'm only in my early twenties," Sadie said with a grin. "Did you come to me for help?"

"It's nothing, just borrowing your airport and paying a visit," Zhang Ailun said honestly. "Afterwards, I need to go to the suburbs to discuss a business deal. You can come with us if you're interested; it's about a satellite launch."

"Satellite launch? I'm very interested. Did you prepare a gift beforehand for your visit?" Sadie scrutinized the Grand Master's entire body.

"Yes." Zhang Ailun nodded.

"What gift?" Sadie asked.

Zhang Ailun hesitated for a moment and then said, "Me."

"Congratulations, you got it right, darling!"

Sadie jumped up happily and bounced right into the Grand Master's arms.

Zhang Ailun praised himself for his cleverness and resourcefulness, but then immediately felt something was wrong.

Something doesn't feel right.

"You're not wearing any?" Zhang Ailun looked at her in surprise.

Sadie gave him a defiant look. "I don't like feeling restrained. How does it feel to you?"

hiss……

Zhang Ailun pondered, "To be honest, it's just average."

"I'm angry!"

Sadie jumped down instantly. "You should be praising me!" she said irritably.

"What am I supposed to say? You mean I have to say you're the best! You have the best-feeling ass in the whole world!" Zhang Ailun shrugged. "Sorry, I'm not a liar. But you're definitely not number one in my eyes, girl."

Sadie gave him a sharp middle finger.

The leader didn't tolerate her either, and returned the gesture to Spider-Man.

Instead of getting angry, the other person laughed: "You're really funny. Come with me, let's go to my house and cook something. It's not like this is your first time here."

Putting the unpleasant matter behind him, he grabbed the leader's arm and led the group to his villa.

Sig and Boketu looked at each other from behind and sighed, "Why is he called the Grand Master?"

He easily solved all the critical problems.

Upon arriving at the luxurious villa, Sadie invited the group to sit in the hall. She had a maid pour them a cup of hot tea, and after chatting for a while, she maliciously invited the leader to visit her upstairs boudoir.

"My dad's not home. You should be more proactive, okay?" Sadie whispered in her ear.

Zhang Ailun took out his phone to check the time and asked Blitz how long it would take to arrive.

Blitz: One hour.

Zhang Ailun: No, it might take you two hours. We're not in a rush.

Blitz: ? ? ?

"My friend won't arrive for another two hours, so I certainly have plenty of time to talk to you." The Grand Master smiled slightly and readily agreed. He let Sig and Bocktu wander around as they pleased, then followed Sadie upstairs.

The two looked at each other, then Sieg pulled out his wallet. "Let's make a bet. I bet an hour."

"I don't think he'll come downstairs until Blitz arrives," Bocktu said.

But both of them ultimately lost their bet.

Because half an hour later, Sadie's father returned home ahead of schedule.

"Guests have arrived? Are you Mr. Jin's people?" The father-in-law looked slightly surprised, then smiled and went upstairs, calling out, "Saddy! Mr. Jin's friends have arrived, why aren't you coming out to greet them?"

Sig and Boktu locked eyes. That's it.

Zhang Ailun was still learning English with Sadie when he suddenly heard someone calling from outside. The person was startled and realized that the door was unlocked.

"My dad's here, we shouldn't... continue... shit! Oh... you bad person..."

Clutching the violently shaking bedside table. Her voice trembled with tears.

"It's okay," Zhang Ailun comforted her, having already experienced this before.

As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.

As it turned out, the Grand Master's judgment was correct; the footsteps outside stopped right at the door.

The father-in-law turned and went downstairs, smiling at Sieg and his companion as he asked, "The coffee tastes good, doesn't it?"

Sig and Bocktu gave an awkward smile: "Indeed, it's quite good."

"That's good. I have some business at the bank. I just came back to pick up a few things. You all have fun at home." The tycoon chuckled, turned around and gave a few instructions to the maid before leaving.