America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 329 Pinduoduo Canned Food

Looking back at the deserted streets and road signs, he said to Sieg on the other end of the phone, "I'm at 126th Street in the Southern New District. You guys better drive over quickly."

I hung up the phone.

After waiting by the roadside for a while, Sieg didn't arrive, but several panting black men did.

Zhang Ailun exclaimed in surprise, "You guys actually dared to chase after us?"

"Fxxk! Hand over the money." The black man was so exhausted he could barely stand up straight, cursing under his breath. They had never seen an Asian run so fast.

"I was just joking with you guys, and you actually took it seriously." Zhang Ailun shrugged.

"Give me the money..."

Before Lao Hei could finish speaking, several cars sped up from the intersection, drifting and blocking the road, leaving the Lao Hei men stunned.

A dozen or so men got out of the car, carrying rifles and cannons. They cocked their guns with a couple of clicks, and Sieg ran to the leader. "Boss, we're here!"

"Take these black guys to the alley and beat them until they're smoking!" Zhang Ailun breathed a sigh of relief, pointing at the several dumbfounded black men and cursing.

The Grand Master's illustrious reputation was almost ruined.

Is it easy for me?

The Beggars' Sect disciples immediately charged forward with ferocious expressions, dragging the man into the alley. "So, you bunch of little bastards tried to rob us? You have absolutely no manners! What kind of upbringing did your father give you?!"

"I was wrong! I was wrong! Please let us go! We just wanted to borrow some money from this gentleman... I don't have a father." The old black men howled repeatedly.

"No father? What kind of excuse is that! You were wrong? Now you know you were wrong? You wet the bed and now you know not to sleep?"

The Beggars' Sect disciples showed him no mercy, dragging him into an alley and giving him a sound beating.

In an instant, screams filled the air.

After Zhang Ailun calmed down, he decided to let them go. He instructed Sieg to call the police and have the officers on night patrol bring the men back to the station, where they would be handed over to Attorney Dave for free services, and they would be locked up for life.

I took a car back to the Xinhang Villa. After sitting on the sofa and calming down, I found myself wide awake.

Sig poured a glass of hot water and said cautiously, "Boss, have some water."

Zhang Ailun gave him the middle finger and said irritably, "Fine, now you've finally learned how to pick up girls at bars. I don't need to help you anymore. You've learned something new, starting to stay out all night like everyone else!"

"How could that be! I'll still come back to sleep." Sieg immediately explained, "I didn't expect you to be all alone. Old Jack and Bailey came back early, it's already past midnight, I thought you weren't coming back."

Zhang Ailun didn't argue with him too much on the topic, and said fiercely, "Tomorrow I'm going to open recycling stations all over the southern region, so that every street and alley is full of our people. That way we won't have to worry about being robbed. Those black people don't go home to sleep at night; they just like to rob people along the way. Let's see how they survive when the zero-dollar purchase law is repealed!"

"Okay, okay!" Sig nodded repeatedly.

That's bullshit.

Zhang Ailun took out the documents and handed them to him, "Did you buy the sea mines and spy balloons I asked you to?"

"The order has already been placed. What's this?" Sieg glanced at the contract again, somewhat surprised. "A military equipment order from the Central African Republic? Three million US dollars? What are they going to do with so much canned food?"

"Of course it's for eating, what else can it be used for? Remember to check it out. It's getting late, I'm going to sleep, you should get some rest too."

After Zhang Ailun finished speaking, he got up and went back to his room on the second floor to wash up and go to bed.

Sig took out his computer from the house and started fiddling with the transaction details on the order.

Silent all night.

The next day, Zhang Ailun woke up to find the sun already high in the sky.

I stretched and felt refreshed, all the unpleasant memories of last night vanished.

I got up, went to the bathroom, and took a shower. After getting dressed, I took out my phone and checked the daily news.

[Daily Intelligence: Texan Jimmy, in league with your Air Force ace Bocktu, raided several illegal hideouts of Aragua Fire in Austin, Texas, overnight. Aragua Fire's smuggling ships were seized by customs, and their smugglers were deported to Venezuela. Your lack of sportsmanship and shameless behavior has shocked the Aragua Fire leadership. They've decided to swallow their anger, keeping the smuggling ships away from your island's shipping lanes, secretly bypassing Jehovah Island at night, and attempting to conspire with others for a major operation.]

[Daily Intelligence: The international theft organization ACR, along with over a dozen different groups comprised of hackers, gunmen, master thieves, con artists, and mercenaries, has launched an operation against your island, plotting a raid. Two submarines approached the island's bay last night, and 12 spy balloons have been hovering over the island for extended surveillance, discovering your naval fleet and taking them by surprise. Two frogmen who landed on the island under cover of darkness last night were detected by the Terminator 2.0 counter-surveillance system; your mercenaries shot and killed them on the island and threw them into the sea to feed the fish.]

[Details: After careful consideration, the Acr organization has decided to postpone its plan and withdraw one submarine. The remaining dozen or so organizations have decided to attempt another intrusion and cyberattack. Currently, one submarine and 12 spy balloons remain stationary in the airspace and near the bay. Three supply ships are located at coordinates xxx in the sea area.]

[Daily Intelligence: You've reached a cooperation agreement with the head of the private bidding department of a wealthy Central African royal family whose name you can't recall. You need to deliver the goods as soon as possible to secure a long-term partnership. If you want to maximize your profits, you can travel to the town of Verola and purchase unsold, cheap canned beef, chicken, and luncheon meat at the Verola Ranch Cannery below market price. Prices start as low as 50 cents per 14-ounce (approximately 400 grams) can. Alternatively, you can choose to purchase the entire cannery's production line and cold storage warehouse for $148 million.]

50 cents for a can of beef, chicken, or luncheon meat?

If you hadn't told me, I would have thought it was a canned food from World War II.

Big clearance sale at cost price!

Is the ingredient some kind of zombie meat?

The kind of person who is older than the old man in the family.

Without a doubt, the meat wouldn't be very fresh. These days, if you want fresh meat, you have to have it killed on the spot. But if you're eating canned meat, asking if it's fresh or not seems pointless.

Preserving canned meat for a long time requires a lot of technology and hard work, especially since the United States is the originator of additives.

Zhang Ailun also decided to go there first to take a look before making a decision on whether to purchase goods from supermarkets or other channels.

[Daily Intelligence: Your partner Marushin has begun delivering airframe parts and engines for three F-16 and one F-15 fighter jets, which will arrive at Jehovah Island this afternoon. Your trusted lieutenant, Sig, under your direction, has received the purchased mines and spy balloons, including some military supplies for export.]

[Daily Intelligence: Your good friend Madison contacted his friend, fruit tycoon Follett, overnight, who helped you reach an agreement with Colombian government officials. You need to go and meet with them. You will need to spend at least $2000 million to purchase the mining rights and ownership of the island. They are only responsible for issuing statements, not for dealing with the guerrillas. This event will inevitably cause dissatisfaction among the guerrillas, so you need to be prepared.]

[Daily Intelligence: Two smuggling cargo ships from a Gulf drug cartel in Mexico will be passing through the smuggling route, carrying large quantities of cocoa and South American imports, hidden among boxes of potatoes and corn. They received advance warning about Jehovah Island but intend to ignore it and directly enter your island's waters, forcibly crossing to the west coast port area. The two cargo ships are equipped with 26 professional gunmen and 12 speedboats, armed with machine guns and RPG rocket launchers.]

Gulf Group?

Overwhelmingly domineering. You're asking for it!!

Zhang Ailun felt unhappy.

Why does everyone have to come looking for trouble with the Grand Master? Do they really think my littoral combat ships are just for show?

He put away his phone and went downstairs, intending to ask Sig what military supplies he had purchased. As soon as he went downstairs, he saw Sig eating breakfast, looking even more energetic than the leader.

"You kid, are you on drugs?" Zhang Ailun looked at his mental state and couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "You only slept for a few hours and you still have so much energy? How did you do that?"

"Boss, I didn't sleep at all because I drank several cups of coffee," Sieg replied.

She then turned around and brought out breakfast from the kitchen, placing it on the table. "This is a loving breakfast that Jennifer and Eileen made for you. They heard about what happened to you last night and were worried about you."

Zhang Ailun took a sip of milk, which was still warm. It even had a hint of Eileen's flavor.

He took a bite of the fried egg, then glared at Sieg with ill intent. "You're the one who leaked my secrets again?"

Sieg scratched his head. "How could that be? Even if I didn't say anything, the others who were involved last night couldn't possibly not say anything."

"This will not happen again," Zhang Ailun said.

This was clearly just an accident; the Grand Master was careless and failed to dodge.

After finishing breakfast quickly, Zhang Ailun handed the plates to Sig to wash and then sat on the sofa to rest for a while.

After Sieg finished cleaning and sat down, he asked, "Have you ordered all the military supplies?"

"I've only ordered a portion of the jungle combat uniforms, combat boots, chewing gum, and compressed biscuits. I haven't sorted out the canned food yet. After all, it's 150,000 cans. Besides buying directly from the cannery and going to inspect the site, it seems there aren't many other options," Sieg replied.

Then, excitedly, he asked, "Boss, if a can of food sells for $5, shouldn't our cost price be the cans that wholesale for $3?"

Zhang Ailun pondered, "Actually, I've already found a cannery that only costs 50 cents to produce."

"..."

Sieg hesitated. "50 cents for a 400-gram can? Is that even edible? It's not just starch, is it?"

"How could that be! Their cannery has been open for so many years, and they even provided canned meat for the Pacific War during World War II. They've received the Medal of Honor for Peace!" Zhang Ailun took out his phone and searched for the Verola Ranch Cannery, then showed the information he found to Sieg.

"Vilola Ranch Cannery?"

Sieg glanced at it and exclaimed in surprise, "The qualifications and procedures seem quite complete, so it should be genuine and legal. If they really have unsold canned goods and plan to sell them for 50 cents, it's not impossible to buy them in bulk, but the food safety must be up to standard. Otherwise, our reputation will definitely be ruined! No one will be willing to buy our military rations anymore."

"Of course I know that. I don't want to be reported for selling counterfeit food and have my shop shut down."

Zhang Ailun nodded and immediately got up to go to the town of Verola to take a look. "I think they also seem to be interested in selling their canning factory production line. If the quality control is suitable, we might consider buying it, provided that our customers in Central Africa still want to buy it after tasting it once."

"Nobody wants to eat canned food all the time," Sieg complained. "The inventor of the canned luncheon meat during World War II was almost executed, and it even escalated to the point of being reported to a military court."

Zhang Ailun didn't complain about the pampered soldiers. After all, even if it's the most delicious food, if you eat it every day without changing the dishes, who can stand it for four or five years?

People have gone mad from eating it!! It's completely inhumane.

Except during wartime, luncheon meat doesn't sell very well here, especially as a special supply for the military. Soldiers would vomit at the sight of luncheon meat when they got home.

"Do you want to take a nap? Or come with me?" Zhang Ailun asked.

"Boss, I'm not sleepy yet," Sig said.

"I'll drive. You can rest in the car for a while, and I'll call you when we arrive."

Zhang Ailun nodded, led him out the door, pulled his Wrangler out of the garage, sat in the driver's seat, and took out his phone to contact the Verola Ranch Cannery.

Zhang Ailun: Hello, I would like to purchase your canned meat products.

Verola Ranch: Hello sir, you can order directly through our online platform. We have a special offer now: buy two cans of beef and get a free can of luncheon meat! Both are 14-ounce cans! If you buy ten cans of meat, you'll also receive six free random blind box cans!

It's clear your products are indeed slow-moving and difficult to sell. You've even resorted to a buy-two-get-one-free offer – that's quite a show of sincerity.

You probably learned this from the American version of Pinduoduo.

Zhang Ailun: I might want to buy a lot? It's not very convenient to shop online.

Verola Ranch: How many boxes would you like to wholesale?

Zhang Ailun: 15 boxes are specifically provided to mercenary teams.

Verola Ranch: OK!! Sir, I can guarantee that our canned goods are made from high-quality meat protein! Could you please leave your contact information? We can deliver to your door for you to inspect and taste.

Zhang Ailun: No need. I can take my own people to conduct an on-site inspection right now.

Verola Ranch: Oh my god!! This is wonderful! We'll be happy to welcome you. Please leave your contact information.

The leader then handed Sig's phone number to the other party.

After putting away his phone and fastening his seatbelt, Zhang Ailun started the car and prepared to leave. He originally wanted to chat with Sieg for a bit, but when he turned around, he saw that the guy was slumped in the back seat and asleep.

Weren't you not sleepy? How come you're exhausted so quickly?

I told you you were just being stubborn and pretending to be tough!

With a sigh, I realized this kid was really going all out to avoid being scolded by the sect leader.

She immediately forgave him, stepped on the gas, and drove away from downtown Los Angeles, heading towards the town of Verola.