America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 303 The Camel Prince

Madison: Hahaha, I'm the one who's interested in it! I think we can sit down and have a good chat, have a glass of Romanée-Conti, and when do you have time to come visit me again?

Zhang Ailun: You don't have CIA anymore at home, right?

Madison: Oh! Of course not! I've already found some friends to help me handle this. They fired those agents who dared to offend me the other day! I don't care if they were following orders or if they had anyone protecting them, but if even a regular CIA agent dares to offend me, how can I stay in this industry? They're just tools, and once they're used, they're discarded.

Zhang Ailun: They're really unlucky.

Madison: The moment they stepped onto my private island, they should have known they'd crossed me. But I did give them a chance. At least I'm not like some bastards who treat people like disposable expendable resources. I gave them decent retirement pensions, ensuring they'd be financially secure for the rest of their lives. I even invited them to work for me after they were laid off.

Zhang Ailun also praised his magnanimity and methods, saying he was very skilled at using both carrots and sticks, and that he was a man destined for great things, and deserved to be rich.

Zhang Ailun: The people you're talking about, you're not Jehovah Priyan, are you? I heard you have some issues with him?

Madison: You better not mention that bastard in front of me. Everyone knows I got ripped off by him. That guy not only killed my child, but also caused me huge losses! I'll definitely get my revenge if I get the chance!!

Zhang Ailun: I think you'll have a chance. Actually, I've had some friction with him, but he probably hasn't noticed me or cared about me. I've received some information about your arch-enemy, and even some of his friends. Maybe you'll be interested.

Madison: What intelligence? You also have a conflict with that Prian guy? I don't think I've heard you mention it.

Zhang Ailun: You've probably heard of the Kilimanjaro Mountains, right? That guy hired a bunch of lunatics from Heaven's Gate to do human trafficking and sleazy chemical experiments there. But I've taken them down and brought them in. Now the Kilimanjaro Mountains are my territory, and I have people stationed there. I've probably also disrupted some of Prien's businesses.

Madison: Hahaha, I was wondering why that guy suddenly got some friends to do PR the other day, and even held a charity auction in the name of a charitable foundation. I thought he'd messed up with someone, but it turns out that's what happened. Well done! Looks like you really have some very important information!

Zhang Ailun: This intelligence is very important, involving many people and celebrities, and the risk is quite high. But if you can grasp it, you can directly control their fate! Make them dare not offend you again!

Madison: How much should I pay for this intelligence? One million? Five million? Or more?

Zhang Ailun: Since we're friends, I can give you a discount. How about one hundred million US dollars? I can also give you a package of Picasso paintings along with it; their actual intelligence value is only tens of millions.

Madison was instantly stunned: What? One hundred million dollars? Are you trying to kill me?

Zhang Ailun: This price isn't expensive. I heard that Oprah Winfrey spent $75 million to buy the videotapes of Puff Daddy sexually assaulting Justin Bieber when he was a minor, and then sold the content to Hollywood pedophiles, making at least $200 million from it. This information is worth at least more than the videotapes; you can consider it.

Madison fell into deep thought.

He had long heard about the dirty secrets of Hollywood, since he often invited female celebrities to his private island parties. What was exclusive insider information to others was just firsthand information to him, nothing surprising.

He himself had even seen the contents of the videotapes from his friends.

Although he didn't like pedophilia, it was an unavoidable topic in this circle.

After careful consideration, I also felt that Zhang Ailun's intelligence did indeed have practical value.

Madison: I want to hear the general contents of the intelligence before I consider whether to make a purchase.

Zhang Ailun: Priyan invited many celebrities and his friends to hold an underground bonfire slave auction. I know the exact time and location; it wasn't on his private island. If you could seize this opportunity to obtain evidence of their dirty scandals, how much benefit do you think you would gain?

Madison: What? Is this true? Prian does like to organize shady deals and parties, but he rarely uncovers inside information. His secrecy is always top-notch. How did you get your hands on this? My God, if this is true, I'd definitely spend tens of millions of dollars to buy this accurate intelligence! This is so explosive, I bet those people will try to kill me afterwards, hahaha!

Zhang Ailun: I think Colonel Wood and his group are also very interested. Your friends probably have interests competing with Prim, right? If you hold their lives in your hands, what can they do besides obediently listen to you? You can ruin their reputations with just a word!

Madison: Of course. I would never miss such a good opportunity to get revenge on Prien. I think we need to plan this carefully. Wait for my news!

Zhang Ailun: Okay, Mr. Madison, I'm waiting for you to transfer one hundred million dollars to my account.

I exited the chat window, put away my phone, and happily admired the scenery outside the window.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the Newport Villa District in southern Los Angeles. Bocktu piloted the Black Hawk helicopter directly to the villa's helipad.

After Zhang Ailun got off the plane, he took them to the villa to rest for a while. Not long after, he received a message from Colonel Wood.

Colonel Wood: I have received a message from Colonel Monte. The deal seems to have been made. You need to transfer the money to these private accounts.

Zhang Ailun received the bank account information from the other party and also transferred the money to them through the Hamburger Foundation.

Zhang Ailun: The money has already been transferred.

Colonel Wood: Received. I heard from Madison that you seem to have sold him some explosive intelligence? It involves many Hollywood stars and people?

Zhang Ailun: I do have some important intelligence I'm planning to sell to Mr. Madison. I'll only charge him $100 million, plus a Picasso painting from his collection. The price is already very reasonable; it's a friendly price. Has he already informed all his friends?

Colonel Wood: Madison has only informed me and a few other people he trusts so far. Can you tell me who those people invited to the auction are?

Zhang Ailun: Edwards Air Force Colonel Frank, Hollywood star Vin Diesel, East Coast rap star Pharrell Williams, singer Selena Gomez, Los Angeles East District Chief Justice Joe Cole, Black Forest charity investor and philanthropist Merlin, Florence 13 gang leader...

Colonel Wood: Okay, okay, I understand! Any one of these people could cause a media frenzy, but we must maintain secrecy. I know Colonel Frank, but his image represents the military, so we can't expose his scandals lightly. You can do whatever you want with the others. I'll hand over the evidence against Frank to my superiors so they can make a deal with the other side's superiors. We won't be taken advantage of!

Zhang Ailun: OK.

Anyway, we're all in the same circle: Madison, Colonel Wood, and other friends.

If given the chance to throw dead rats at their arch-enemies to disgust them, or even to control them to do things, they would never let it go easily.

Colonel Wood: Pharrell Williams, you know that black rap star? He seems to be on good terms with Puff Daddy? Attended one of his parties?

Zhang Ailun: They're all in cahoots. This auction is being held by Priyan, and he'll definitely be there. Madison's main target is him.

Colonel Wood: Hahaha, Jehovah and his friends have been doing some dirty work all along, but many of the insiders are their own people. We're not in the same circle, so we don't have much information. If Madison's operation goes smoothly, remember to share the video with me! I'd also like to see how good Selena is in bed.

Zhang Ailun: When the evidence is conclusive, you can talk to her backers and have them hand her over to you. If you call her, would she dare refuse?

Colonel Wood: You're right! Do you need support for this operation? I can arrange some reliable men for you.

Zhang Ailun: Let's see how Mr. Madison arranges things. He hasn't given me my intelligence fee yet.

Colonel Wood: Of course, Madison will never let this opportunity slip by. All he has to do is make a decision, extract some funds from his Swiss bank account, give them to you, and use them to buy intelligence. Then he can watch his mortal enemy suffer a miserable death!

They chatted for a few more minutes before Zhang Ailun exited the chat.

Colonel Wood, like a gossip enthusiast, immediately became a bystander, afraid of making a big fuss.

Anyway, he's already stepped down to the second line. He just needs to follow the steps to complete the tasks assigned by his superiors to get promoted, receive a raise, and squeeze into a higher position.

If he were to copy a few more videotapes and bring them back, he wouldn't even need to go to the quest location; he could simply sit at home and wait to level up.

A little while later, Madison also sent a message to the Grand Master.

Madison: I've already contacted the banks in Switzerland, and they can transfer one hundred million dollars to your designated account right now. I'm definitely going to buy the intelligence. But I also need to see that Picasso painting in person.

Zhang Ailun: Do you need me to go to a private island?

Madison: No need. I'll come straight to you! I've brought a few friends with me, I hope you don't mind.

Zhang Ailun: Okay. I'm very happy to welcome you.

He sent the location of the villa in New Harbor, Los Angeles to the other party, and also called Sieg to prepare hand-ground coffee, drinks and desserts. He also had the Beggar Clan disciples stand guard outside fully armed, waiting for the distinguished guest to arrive.

An hour later, a private plane landed at Tucker Airport in Los Angeles.

Wearing a red suit and leaning on a gold-plated cane, Madison disembarked from the plane, accompanied by several wealthy and influential figures from the industry. They got into two Rolls-Royces and, driven by chauffeurs, headed to Newport Villa in Los Angeles.

They soon arrived at the Grand Master's private villa.

Madison and his friends got out of the car and were quite impressed with the villa located in the harbor.

After getting out of the car, the young man with a white cloth wrapped around his head looked at the villa and exclaimed, "This villa has a really good location!"

"Prince Uruman, if you like, you can buy a place nearby. It won't cost much anyway. It'll be convenient to have a place to rest when you come here to visit in the future," the old man wearing a monocle said with a smile.

The prince was somewhat tempted by the idea, but after hesitating for a moment, he shook his head. "Forget it. My allowance for this quarter has already exceeded the limit. Last month, my friend and I booked an amusement park in Miami and spent $2 million over a few days. If I keep wasting money, my father will scold me."

"..."

The Beggars' Sect disciple standing guard nearby was stunned after hearing this. Wait, what kind of family is this?

Do you own a mine?

It was quickly confirmed that this was the royal family of the desert camels, and that they owned oil!

Zhang Ailun also led his men out and immediately noticed the young tycoon with a cloth wrapped around his head. You can tell whether someone is rich or not just by their demeanor.

They walked over and greeted Madison warmly, welcoming them.

Madison then formally introduced the following to the Grand Master: "This is Prince Uruman from the Camel Royal Family, and also a good friend of mine. We share a common passion for collecting. This is a director of the Littor Insurance Group, and this is the owner of Mond Cold Storage Company..."

"This is also an old friend of mine, Dee Doyle, a board member and shareholder of Tyson Foods, a Fortune 500 company," Madison added.

"Tyson Foods?" Zhang Ailun looked at the old man in surprise.

"Tyson Foods is one of the world's largest producers and suppliers of chicken, beef, and pork," Didier said with a smile. "Perhaps the steak Mr. Kim eats every day contains safe meat products supplied by us."

Zhang Ailun smiled as well. There were indeed people in the island's circle promoting safe agricultural products, offering to lease a plot of land, hire people to grow the crops, and even provide free worldwide shipping. However, the leader of the group hadn't yet ordered any of these services.

"This is a shareholder on the board of directors of the Phison Group, which is also a Fortune 500 company. Its main business is financial transactions, and it is also a well-known financial group on Wall Street," Madison explained.

"Hello, Mr. Jin." Director Pusheng took off his hat and smiled slightly.

"Hello there."

After Madison introduced everyone, Zhang Ailun got to know a few people. Almost everyone present was a billionaire with considerable influence.

Of course, the one who left the deepest impression on the leader was the wealthy camel prince.

After inviting these celebrities from all walks of life into the VIP room of his villa, Zhang Ailun also had his Beggars' Sect disciples pour him a cup of hot coffee, dried fruit, and wine.

They were used to drinking fine wines costing tens of thousands of dollars, but they didn't look down on red wines costing a few thousand dollars. Most importantly, the leader brought out tree bark soaked in water, which was a gift from their good brothers, the royal family of Central Africa.

If it's just a gift from an ordinary African or Chinese person, no matter how good the effects are, they definitely won't be willing to drink it, as they'll feel it lowers their status.

But when they heard that it was a special product sent by the royal family of the Central African Republic, and that it was a limited quantity, with the leader having only so many, and that it also came with special benefits, they immediately did not refuse to try it.

The leader understands their thoughts and feelings all too well.

Zhang Ailun also took a moment to ask Madison, "You invited all these people, are you planning to have them participate as well?"

"If I don't find reliable people to stand with us, Prien's friends certainly won't back down."

Madison chuckled. "They have connections, they know influential corporations. Don't I? Of course, I invited them under the guise of viewing Picasso's paintings. If you have other collections, you can bring them out too. We can then subtly steer the conversation towards something interesting; they'll definitely be interested. After all, the private lives of the wealthy are quite dull and boring. Spying on other people's privacy, seeing famous people ruined, is one of their greatest pleasures!"

Zhang Ailun nodded in agreement. It seemed Madison hadn't gotten too close to those people either.

He immediately ordered the Beggars' Sect disciples to retrieve the ivory, lion fur, and Picasso's painting.