America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 374 Profit Sharing

Soon, Sieg drove to the Grand Master's house. After parking the car at the door, Zhang Ailun got out, picked up his bag, and went into the villa's hall. He made himself a cup of tea and told Boketu and the other man to go about their business.

Sig and Boketu immediately decided to take a day off, give themselves a vacation, and go out for some fun.

Zhang Ailun rested in the villa for a while, and soon Blitz drove over. The leader unlocked the door for him and invited him in to talk.

Blitz parked the car at the entrance and pushed open the door to enter the villa's lobby.

"This is the Bitcoin you asked me to handle, with a total value of $3064 million. I sold it in smaller batches and then transferred the proceeds to an international bank account." Blitz took out a bank card and handed it to the leader.

"The change is yours." Zhang Ailun took the bank card, swiped it on the POS machine, and saw that there was indeed that much money. He immediately took out several bundles of cash from his handbag and shared them with Blitz.

"Consider the extra amount your bonus or profit sharing," Zhang Ailun smiled and answered before the other party could hesitate.

"Alright, then I'll accept it. It seems your collaboration with the ACR organization has been a complete success." Blitz didn't refuse and readily accepted, then asked, "Any plans or missions planned next?"

Zhang Ailun pondered, "Please keep an eye on the news circulating online, such as plane crashes, car accidents, and news about Solo Island broadcast by various media outlets. That's about it."

"Okay, leave it to me." Blitz nodded and accepted the task, which couldn't be easier for him.

Zhang Ailun poured him another cup of tea, and the two chatted and laughed for a while.

This also includes Blitz's relationship problems and his physical recovery. A considerable amount of money has been spent on treatment, and his condition has almost completely improved. Indeed, money can buy anything, including health.

After addressing his personal and financial needs, Blitz purchased a car and a house, and took the opportunity to propose to his girlfriend, Sarah. He was getting on in years, and although Sarah had been divorced several times and had a rich romantic history, she was ultimately passive in this situation. Her ex-husbands were all mentally unstable, and she had finally found a normal man, even if he was physically weak and had a criminal record, at least he was talented.

Moreover, when they first met, they were both homeless people on the streets, and neither of them looked down on the other. Now that their lives have improved and they have entered a wealthy life, they still haven't quarreled or caused trouble or gotten along. This kind of relationship is truly precious.

"That's great news! Remember to let me know on your wedding day, and I'll definitely give you a big gift." Zhang Ailun was a little surprised, but not unexpected. It was only natural for Blitz to get married to his girlfriend.

"No need to spend so much, keep it simple. Sarah also wants to open a fried chicken shop, and I've already helped her look into it, checked out the shop and location, and signed a lease," Blitz said with a smile. "My biggest wish right now is to marry Sarah and then have a few children. I think I can definitely afford the child support!"

"Buddy, you don't need to worry about money at all. If you can't afford to raise a child, I can help you raise one. Speaking of having a child, you'll inevitably need this kind of thing." Zhang Ailun mysteriously got up, ran to the storage room, found the bark given by the African royal family, and then gave it to Blitz as a gift.

"As people get older, they do sometimes feel less capable, and I understand that. However, I don't have that problem right now. I don't really need this stuff, so I'm giving it to you. You'll definitely find it useful, don't worry. Sieg and I have both tried it, and it's very reliable!"

"..."

Blitz stared at the bark, speechless, but still carefully put it away. "Thank you, Allen."

"We're all on the same side, no need to be so polite with me," Zhang Ailun waved his hand.

"Your life is getting better and better now, haven't you thought about finding someone to marry?" Blitz asked, but avoided mentioning the people currently connected to the Grand Master, and analyzed, "From what I know, Reina might be the most suitable for you, even though she's divorced."

"I don't have any intention of getting married. Have you ever seen a billionaire who would rather hang himself on a tree than enjoy the forests and grasslands? Of course, I don't mean to mock you. You and Sarah are a good match, but I'm a good match for all pretty girls! What do you think?" Zhang Ailun smiled.

"I think you have a point." Blitz nodded. Money can certainly buy anything, but he was just expressing his opinion. Seeing that the Grand Master had no objections, he didn't bring it up again.

The two chatted and laughed for half an hour until Blitz remembered that he had promised Sarah he had something to do, so he got up to leave. Zhang Ailun personally went out to see him off.

After watching Blitz drive away, Zhang Ailun returned to the villa and sent a message to Dominic to inquire about the progress of his work.

Dominic: Not bad, everything is normal!

Zhang Ailun: Blitz is preparing to marry Sarah. Don't you have any thoughts on that?

Dominic: Blitz is getting married? That's wonderful! I sincerely wish them both the best, but I'm not really interested. I don't even want a girlfriend; women are just too much trouble!

Zhang Ailun: Good bro, you think the same way I do. I think we're a match made in heaven!

Dominic: I'm not gay... and what you said is the same as my thoughts, but I don't agree with it, at least I don't have that many girlfriends.

Zhang Ailun: The life of a billionaire, can that be called promiscuity? That's called being carefree! I just want to do my best to help more girls and help them achieve a better life!

Dominic: 6.

The two chatted for a while longer, and the leader of the gang was enjoying a rare moment of relaxation during his holiday. Then, Detective Lei Luo sent the leader a message. Zhang Ailun opened it and saw that it was about the batch of human resources that had been given to the Narcotics Bureau last time, including the subsequent bonus sharing.

Zhang Ailun: You're really going to give it to me? I was just joking. How much of a prize do you think you'll get?

Inspector Lei Luo: Wasn't this already agreed upon? I'm not one to go back on my word. 50% of the bonus, 15 million! Mr. Jin, where are you now? In Los Angeles? I'll drive over and deliver the bonus to you right now.

Zhang Ailun: So much? Are you sure this is your bonus? Okay, I'm at home, just come over.

Zhang Ailun seemed somewhat surprised when he sent the location to Detective Lei Luo.

If I remember correctly, the total value of that shipment was only over thirty million US dollars. So, after you drug enforcement agencies recover the stolen money and goods, you still try to find ways to resell them?

As expected of Inspector Lei Luo, you truly live up to your name!

Zhang Ailun was deeply moved. After waiting in the villa for a while, Detective Lei Luo soon arrived in his car, parked at the door, and began honking his horn.

When Zhang Ailun went outside, he was astonished to see a Rolls-Royce Cullinan. How come it was the same luxury car as the Grand Master?

Just how much did you embezzle, kid?

Good, good, good, as expected of you.

The leader opened the villa's security door, waved, and greeted, "Hello, Inspector Lei Luo."

"Long time no see, Mr. Kim!" Detective Lei Luo rolled down his car window and greeted him warmly.

Zhang Ailun walked over and circled his car, then hesitated and said, "Detective Lei Luo, this car of yours must be expensive, right?"

"What do you mean cheap or not? This is an older model luxury car, not worth much, but the maintenance costs are very high. Basically, no one is willing to buy it. Besides, I got it at a bargain price at an auction."

Detective Lei Luo said, "It was all thanks to the Los Angeles police department a couple of days ago. They raided a drug den in the suburbs, arrested the guy, put him in a private jail, sentenced him to 400 years in prison, and confiscated all his assets. Our narcotics bureau didn't get any prior warning, and we didn't get any credit. The local police couldn't stand our criticism, so they had no choice but to reluctantly transfer some assets from wealthy drug dealers to us at low prices. Everyone got a share!"

"My colleague bought a foreclosed property. I don't need a place to live, so I can only buy a luxury car to drive for now! I'll sell it when I need money again."

Inspector Lei Luo was in high spirits when he had a good thing happen, and his face was full of joy as soon as he got out of the car.

"Mr. Jin, I also want to thank you for the gift you gave us last time. Due to the great success in cracking down on the Gulf Group, the higher-ups have decided to promote me and give me a raise! They've also given me a new office, and I'm now the deputy director of the Drug Enforcement Bureau's Los Angeles office."

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"Congratulations, Director Lei Luo," Zhang Ailun immediately congratulated him.

From being the head of the officers on duty to being nominally the second-in-command of the Los Angeles Narcotics Control Bureau, it's just a promotion in rank, but the weight of the promotion is completely different.

When something happens, the director only needs to make a phone call from his office, and his subordinates will run around like crazy. He doesn't have to take responsibility if something goes wrong. All the risks are borne by his subordinates, and all the credit goes to him. It's a golden job, and he can get a much bigger share of the money!

"He's still a deputy now; it will take some time and experience for him to become a full-fledged officer." Lei Luo waved his hand, refusing to discuss the matter further. Then he opened the trunk, laboriously pulled out two large handbags, and handed them to the leader.

"This is the bonus I promised you beforehand. Although I understand that Mr. Jin is a wealthy and powerful man and wouldn't care about such a small amount of money, it is still a token of my appreciation, and I hope you can accept it."

Zhang Ailun opened his briefcase and glanced inside; it was overflowing with US dollars in cash. He gave Deputy Director Lei Luo a meaningful look and asked, "Where did your narcotics bureau sell that batch of goods? Weren't they destroyed?"

"Don't misunderstand, Mr. Jin. We did destroy that shipment. Our anti-drug bureau never does such underhanded things. The reason we have so much money is mainly because we made new progress in our work in Mexico. I was fortunate enough to participate in it, responsible for cracking down on and holding the Gulf Cartel accountable. We took down some of their processing sites, money laundering organizations, smuggling ships, casinos, and the like."

Deputy Director Lei Luo stated, "This money was paid to the American people by the Gulf Group to cut its losses and survive. It was precisely because of those witnesses and physical evidence that we had a pretext to crack down on their illegal activities. The Gulf Group has lost at least three billion dollars because of this! This amount is just a small part of it, and their investors behind the scenes have also lost a lot of money! At least this much!"

Deputy Director Lei Luo held up five fingers.

Zhang Ailun understood this perfectly. No wonder those behind-the-scenes investors were like mad dogs, wanting to retaliate against the leader, even resorting to using the virus as a weapon. It turned out they had lost billions.

The head of the headquarters was ruined by someone who caused him so much money loss, so he couldn't wait for the other party to die!

"Your narcotics bureau has offended so many people, aren't you afraid of retaliation? What about the CIA?" Zhang Ailun asked.

"There's absolutely no need to worry. Our narcotics bureau is just conducting normal investigations. We're not without supporters, and they wouldn't dare to openly criticize us. At most, they'll try to sabotage us behind the scenes. However, Mr. Jin might need to be a little more cautious lately," Lei Luo cautioned. "They might target your business in some ways."

"I understand, but I don't think they'll go too far. I don't have any business that would make them target me," Zhang Ailun said nonchalantly. "But I still want to thank you for the bonus. Would you like to come in for a cup of tea?"

"No need for tea, I have other things to take care of. I came here mainly to remind you to be careful and to give you this money."

After finishing speaking, Lei Luo got back into the car and invited, "Our Narcotics Bureau is having a celebration party in the city center tonight. If Mr. Jin has time, you are welcome to come."

"Of course I'd be happy if there were beautiful women involved," Zhang Ailun said with a smile.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but the narcotics bureau is full of single, divorced middle-aged men who haven't even started a family. We wanted to invite some beautiful female colleagues to the party, but unfortunately, there aren't any! If you want to have beautiful women at the party, you'll have to bring them yourself," Lei Luo said helplessly.

"Then it's pointless, isn't it?" Zhang Ailun immediately objected. "Your parties are just about making dumplings for that little bit of vinegar, aren't they?"

If this isn't a silver party, then what's the point of having one? It's completely boring and doesn't fit your usual style at all.

"I have to go now, Mr. Jin. See you another day." Lei Luo waved, turned the car around, and sped away from the villa.

"Goodbye." Zhang Ailun watched the other person leave, then fell into deep thought.

Lei Luo's reminder was well-intentioned, but their intelligence was too outdated. Want to retaliate against the Grand Master? Sorry, the masterminds behind it all have already been wiped out by the assassin squad sent by the Grand Master!

There won't be a single one left.

Zhang Ailun was in a great mood. He turned around, humming a song, and carrying two large bags of cash, returned to the villa.

(End of this chapter)