Chapter 141 Oil Dealer As long as the leader is willing, he can rent a well-decorated apartment in a high-end community at any time, or simply move into the Dongwu sisters' apartment to renew the lease and live a free and happy life. Jon had been greedy for several years and still had to rent a house. He was addicted to drugs and drugs, and he didn't save a single cent in his miserable life. The chief leader has never even rented a house and is also a big spender, but his net worth is already several times his. It would be even better if he could get a luxury house for free one day. Zhang Ailun was quite satisfied with the price, and he agreed with Carl to sell it for $45000 and to complete the deal within two weeks. During this process, Carl could continue to sell the price online. If someone offered a higher price, or if they failed to take out the money as agreed, then the verbal agreement would be invalidated. After a detailed inspection of the rental qualifications, environmental protection qualifications and various procedures, Zhang Ailun searched the Internet for the process of obtaining the certificate and found that it was indeed very difficult. The recycling market in downtown Los Angeles was already saturated, and it would be difficult to handle it without connections. So he did not consider the plan of starting his own recycling station for the time being. After saying hello to Old Carl, he left the recycling station with Dominic. "45000 US dollars, where are we going to get so much money?" Dominic was a little puzzled. "I've saved enough." Zhang Ailun replied calmly, you probably don’t know how rich the leader is now! "It's just that Mary and I have already agreed that we will go to the court to bid for the Sanji Bar, which will cost a lot of money. Obviously, plans cannot keep up with changes. If we miss this opportunity, we may have to spend more money to own a recycling station or a bar."
Zhang Ailun showed Dominic the price list he found online. After taking a look, I found that the scrap recycling station away from the city, even if it was built in the suburbs, had a resale price of up to US$39000. The facilities in that small shabby house were not as complete as old Carl's recycling station. At most, it was a greenhouse factory. Most people who have nothing to do would not drive so far to sell cans. The geographical location does not have any advantages. The wild area has scarce resources and the risk is high! There are high-level wild monsters everywhere, and the competition is even greater than in the city. The only advantage may be that you can shoot at will, but no one dares to rashly start trouble, so you can easily do some illegal side jobs, such as smuggling and drug trafficking. On the surface, it is a truck full of canned waste, but only you know what is actually inside. Old Carl's waste recycling station is located in their District 5, and there are many communities around it, making it more convenient to use it as a base for processing cans. In addition to street profits, there is also money to be made from recycling scrap metal and old electrical appliances. Old Carl has accumulated a lot of old customers after so many years of business, and they always ask him to pick up the goods at their homes. If he is lucky, he can receive a lot of good things, which is also an extra wealth. Seeing that Zhang Ailan had already had an idea and had carefully calculated the matter, Dominic was no longer worried. "Just do as you say, Alan. At least we are working together as a team and our lives are indeed getting better and better." "Of course!" The chief leader always keeps his word. After chatting for a few more minutes, Dominic rode his bike away from Aitou Street and returned to the street to start his day's work. Zhang Ailun plans to receive El Martin's inheritance. He was still very interested in the video of the sex transaction and the evidence notebook mentioned in the intelligence. Although this old black man died, his death was glorious and valuable! It is normal for a gang leader to have his own assets and private money, so that he can have money to use when he is on the street and fleeing if something unexpected happens. But what he probably didn't expect was that as the leader of a gang, he would be shot to death by people sent by his opponents on his own territory! He was shot 96 times and his weight suddenly increased by several kilograms. This is how it is to hang out on the streets. Sooner or later, you will pay for what you have done. Fortunately, the leader is a kind person, friendly to others, and never takes the initiative to cause trouble. If they are enemies, they will be directly confiscated and sent to prison for 200 years without even a chance to turn over. If they are friends, then we can cooperate and make money together. Zhang Ailun planned to drive to an abandoned gas station in the suburbs to find the inheritance, and then go to the old house in the countryside of the county town to take away the incriminating notebook and USB flash drive. By chance, Reina sent him a message, and he took out his phone to take a look.
Rena: Your package has arrived. What's inside? The documents were mailed so quickly? Zhang Ailun: This is the CCW certificate that I applied for. I will go and get it now. I will need it when I go out to do business in the future. Reina: You can pass the gun license test? Not bad, you are worthy of being the man I like! This way, you can be a security guard at the shelter, which will make people less worried. Zhang Ailun: Don't expect me to help you solve too many troubles. I asked Sig to help me get this certificate. When it comes to shooting and security, I'm a complete rookie. Reina: Honey, you don't have to be so modest. I think you are very accurate in one-handed shooting! You can hit the bull's eye accurately every time! Zhang Ailun: The best thing you can say is target. Rena: What else? Didn't you get my shooting feedback? :) Also, what did you mean by bringing Sig here yesterday? Was it intentional or accidental? If you bring Sig here again this time, you might as well not come here at all! Zhang Ailun: … I was such an innocent person, but you guys led me astray when I came to the West Coast! What are you doing here? Is this the road to freedom and peace? I want to get off! After comforting Reina, Zhang Ailun also promised her that he would not bring anyone with him when he did things in the future. He walked to the shelter to get his documents, and by the way notified Xige to drive over to pick him up, and go to the suburbs to hunt together. Sieg: What do you do in the suburbs and rural towns? Zhang Ailun: Picking up money. Sig: Are you kidding? Zhang Ailun: I've always been lucky, right? You just need to know that you can make money by following me. Sig: But luck always runs out one day. Zhang Ailun: That money was left by a black friend of mine whom I have never met. I knew a black gang leader before, but he was killed in his own territory last night. I happened to know where some of his inheritance was kept. It was $4500! Do you think I should take this money? Sig: ...? ? Black friends? Being killed? Inheritance? Didn’t Lao Hei leave you a country mistress waiting for you to take over? Sig: What money? Isn't this the money we hid there before? Now it's back? This is great! Boss, wait for me! I'll drive over to pick you up and get our money back! Zhang Ailun nodded with satisfaction, this young boy is teachable. Putting away his phone, Zhang Ailun walked across a few blocks to the shelter. He pushed the door open and walked in with ease. He originally wanted to take the mail while Reina and other employees were getting ready to go to work, but Reina noticed his sneaky behavior and stopped him directly. With a fake smile, he said, "Alan, you're leaving without saying hello? Dominic told me yesterday that you were out dating someone else again? You'd better give me a reasonable explanation. No wonder you ignored me. It turns out you found a new love!" Smelling the perfume on Zhang Ailun again, Reina began to look at Zhang Ailun carefully, "Two, no, at least five mixed perfumes! You'd better not get sick from outside." Zhang Ailun's scalp tingled. Can you smell this? "You're so busy here now, let's talk about it in the evening." Zhang Ailun suggested: "Actually, I went out to make money last night." "You're out on stage?" Reina was a little surprised, but she was used to it. She nodded in approval, "You have such a good figure and outstanding abilities. There will indeed be many people willing to spend money on you. It's a relatively good job! Why don't you tell me if you need money? I can lend you some." If I want to borrow money from you, I will probably have to pay 10 billion first! "I haven't fallen to the point of selling my body to make money. I only attended the party to help my friend," said Zhang Ailun. "Oh, whatever you say, but you'd better not forget my share!" Rena grabbed Zhang Ailan's collar, "Let me see if you are still that tough! Hey! Apu, do me a favor, I have something to take care of." "Ok." The male colleague next to her actively took over the work at hand. It's not you... Zhang Ailun reluctantly went upstairs with Rena. He persuaded her, "I still have things to do. You know me. With my ability, it will take at least an hour! Can you bear to see your colleague take over your shift? Help you with the pressure? Cooper didn't come to work? This will have a bad influence!"
"I think you can only last twenty minutes today!" It turns out that Reina's vision was not wrong. The chief leader's performance was poor, far from his usual average level. Under Reina's contemptuous gaze, the chief pulled up his pants and said stubbornly, "It's a problem with the environment and the lighting. There are too many people outside. I really don't have any idea." "Last time on the balcony, there were so many people outside, you made me feel so good that I almost went to heaven." Reina rolled her eyes and said, "You're weak, so what? But at least you're not at the point of taking drugs. You're better than most people by not taking the little blue pills." She was still very satisfied, as she had tested the lower limit of the chief's weak state. Patiently tidying up Zhang Ailun's clothes, "Take care of yourself. I'll give you a few days off this time, but you'd better give me a satisfactory answer next time!" Zhang Ailun was also glad that he was not completely drained, and secretly made up his mind that next time he came to play a single-player dungeon, he must wash away the shame! Just wait for me. It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. He held his waist and went downstairs to leave the shelter. The staff on the road also looked at him with surprise. Zhang Ailun remained calm. What are you looking at? You have no idea what I went through yesterday! If it were an ordinary person, they wouldn't be able to walk today. After exiting the shelter, the chief's Wrangler was already parked on the side of the road. Sig had been waiting for a while and was boredly scrolling through short videos on his phone. Looking up, he saw Zhang Ailun looking listless, and was a little surprised, "What's wrong with you, Boss? Didn't you sleep well last night? Can you really go to work like this?" "I'll take a break and recover some mana." Zhang Ailun waved his hand. He is just given a temporary negative buff now. As long as he takes a rest, he will be full of energy again in the afternoon. Don't underestimate the stamina bar of a professional boxer!! Tyson didn't sleep all night, played from night to morning, his legs were weak, and he fought Douglas for 10 rounds before being knocked out! This is nothing. But as long as you work hard, you can grind an iron rod into a needle. The leader knows that even iron can't stand it, so you must exercise restraint! Xige didn't ask any more questions, but just looked at him meaningfully, "Sometimes I wonder if you have four kidneys." "Just drive your car! What do you know about the relationship between men and women?" Zhang Ailun replied angrily: "I wish I had four kidneys. Then I won't be the one holding my waist!" Sig didn't say much. He hadn't even achieved his small goal of dating a girl yet. He was a little confused. Is it true that people really can't communicate with each other without spending money? Because he doesn't have nine inches and eight pack abs? After getting in the car, Zhang Ailun sent the location coordinates to Xige, "Go there, call me when you get there." Fasten your seat belt, put on your sunglasses, close your eyes and start to rest and recover. Sig drove steadily to an abandoned gas station in the suburbs. In order to take care of Zhang Ailun's condition, he did not overtake or speed throughout the journey, and drove steadily. It took him half an hour to reach the coordinate location. This was the first time he had driven so far from the city. The destination was farther than any other suburban destination he had been to before. If he went to the countryside, he would have to drive for at least half an hour at the current speed. "Boss, wake up, the navigation shows that this is the place." Sig parked his car on the side of the road near an abandoned gas station and saw a few white guys gathered together, smoking, drinking and playing cards. There were also a few motorcycles parked on the side of the road. The other party also noticed the Wrangler parked here, looked at each other, stopped what they were doing, and cast malicious glances at the vehicle.
Sensing that the visitor had bad intentions, Sig took out a gun and loaded it with bullets, and asked in confusion: "Why are there still people here? Are they oil dealers guarding here? Or are they robbers? The money has not been taken away, has it?" Zhang Ailun was still a little dazed after being woken up. He rubbed his eyes and yawned. This time he really fell asleep, but he also recovered a lot of energy. "It doesn't matter if they are oil dealers or robbers, they are all after money and will not kill easily." Zhang Ailun took out two pieces of mint-flavored chewing gum to refresh himself. The white guys had colorfully dyed hair and looked like bad teenagers. He took the gun handed over by Sig, put his hand on the window, and said in a relaxed manner: "Yo, what's up? Guys? Is there anything good happening here?" The yellow-haired leader stood up and walked over with his men. They were holding fruit knives, baseball bats, and some even displayed their crooked-handled rifles. He said hello, "Hey! Friend, the gas station here has been abandoned for a long time. If you want to refuel, you have to continue driving forward for 15 kilometers. Or you can just buy from us at a more reasonable price!" They came over to look around the Wrangler and exclaimed: "It's a nice car!" "Of course it's good. This is a Jeep, a Wrangler. You have good taste." Zhang Ailun showed a kind smile and secretly turned on the safety of his gun. Sig glanced at the left and right sides of the highway and saw no vehicles coming. It seemed that these people were repeat offenders, so when they surrounded them, he sent someone to go clear the way. "There's still half of the gas. You'd better fill it up. Otherwise you won't be able to reach the next service station. Where are you going?" The yellow-haired man poked his head in to look at the dashboard and made a friendly suggestion. "We're going to a small town in the countryside. Are you sure you have oil to sell to us? That's great. We really need it, man. Why don't you just give us a price?" Zhang Ailun said with a smile. "For $200, we can fill up your tank!" Huangmao answered without hesitation. Then he asked, "Hey, man, your car is really nice. It must be very expensive. Can you get out of the car and let me drive it?" "I'm sorry, I can't agree to that," said Zhang Ailun. "I'm not discussing this with you!" Huang Mao took out the crooked-handled pistol he carried with him, "Listen, you'd better cooperate with us. This will be good for all of us. Otherwise, be careful to get a few more holes in your body!" Zhang Ailun smiled, "Why don't you turn on the safety before threatening others?" Without saying a word, he pulled out his submachine gun and pointed it at his forehead. "Hey, your bullet is not loaded! And mine is ready!" Huangmao was a little dumbfounded for a moment. The moment Zhang Ailun moved the gun away, he pulled the trigger. Chuchuchu! ! (End of this chapter)