Chapter 253 MP "26 once, 26 twice, 26 three times! Deal! Congratulations to buyer No. 59 for successfully bidding on the consignment Bentley Flying Spur luxury car. Please wait for staff to contact you after the auction." The auctioneer made the final decision with a smile on his face, and another round of auction ended. Zhang Ailun watched the whole show without changing his expression. He recommended some fruit to old George next to him, "This jackfruit is good, eat more." Old George was speechless, "I'm not in the mood to eat." Soon it was the turn of the chief leader's consignment collection. "This is a diamond and gold mask of great collectible value from the Old George Pawn Shop consignment auction. It was once a ball mask worn by Elizabeth Taylor. It has been certified by a professional jewelry appraisal company and the estimated price is US$55 to US$65. The starting price is US$20, and each bid must not be less than US$5000." "50 million!" As soon as the auction started, someone made a high bid. Zhang Ailun took a look and saw that it was a wealthy couple who seemed determined to get the item. "56." "56."
"59." "61." The price quickly soared to 74 yuan, and the bidder was a wealthy woman wearing glasses and looking wealthy. She was wearing gorgeous jewelry all over her body, and sitting next to her was a well-behaved and sensible little boy, who was in his early twenties and was also a male actor who had just debuted. The rich couple discussed it with each other and decided to continue trying to bid. "75." "76." "78." "80." The wealthy woman raised the price again without hesitation until it reached $82. This time, no one continued to compete with her. "Congratulations to buyer No. 101 for successfully bidding on the consigned diamond and gold mask. Please wait for the staff to contact you after the auction." The auctioneer congratulated the other party again. The wealthy woman smiled contentedly. Next, an apartment building came on the market. It was located in the eastern part of Los Angeles and was also the private property of the owner of Parker Company. It had three bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, and a bathroom. It was fully decorated and had a balcony and a garage. The estimated price was US$120 million, but in the end, not many people wanted to buy it, so it failed to sell. This also made the already poor family of Parker's boss even worse off. Everyone is numb. "The item for this round of auction is a Cafu C36 luxury flybridge private yacht. The cabin is equipped with two beds, wooden doors and multiple lockers. The environment is comfortable and private. The portholes in the hull ensure sufficient light. Four portholes and a spacious front deck cabin allow you to enjoy the comfort of the sea breeze. The estimated price is US$320 million to US$390 million." Fortunately, the yacht of the Parker company boss did not fail to sell this time and was bought for $400 million. His expression also softened a lot. The chief leader slapped his thigh and thought it was a pity, fearing that after the man recovered from this loss, he would not sell the company.
Old George gasped, "Why are you filming me?" "Accidental touch." Zhang Ailun munched on nut noodles without changing his expression. Old George: “…” I’m already old, what if I mess up the picture? "The next auction item is a 17-carat pink diamond ring with great collection value from the Old George Pawn Shop consignment auction, with a certification provided by a professional jewelry appraisal company. The estimated price is US$990 million to US$1200 million." After rounds of auctions, all kinds of collections and villa assets emerged one after another, and soon came to an end. The pink diamond ring invested by George and his friends was directly auctioned for 1460 million US dollars! The four people really made a lot of money. Old George smiled happily, and even brushed aside the physical damage caused by the chief leader's accidental touch. Of course, the chief leader was not far behind. His golden ball mask, which was originally worth only about $50, was sold at a high price of $82! Excluding the 2% auction handling fee, George Sr. can still earn about 79 US dollars from the consignment fee. After the auction ended, many people began to leave. Zhang Allen and George Sr. found the staff and went through the relevant procedures. After deducting the commission fee, US$79 was deposited into Huashan Bank's savings card. I was thinking of leaving immediately, but unexpectedly someone came to my door and came for the chief leader. "Hello, sir, please wait a moment." Zhang Ailun looked back at the middle-aged man in a suit and asked in confusion, "What's the matter?" "Excuse me, are you Mr. Juan Jin, the owner of Green Field Ranch and an investor of the Hamburg Foundation?" the middle-aged man greeted politely. When Zhang Ailun heard him say this, he understood what he was here for. He smiled and said, "Yes, that's me." "Hello, Mr. Jin, please allow me to introduce myself. I am the head of the Leeds Refinery. I heard that your ranch has mined oil resources with a reserve of over 1000 million barrels. Are you interested in cooperating with the refinery to develop the resources? We can sign a -year long-term contract and guarantee to buy it back at a high market price. You only need to sell crude oil to us steadily during this period." said the Leeds Refinery Supervisor. Before Zhang Ailun could say anything, a middle-aged white man hurried over and stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Hello, Mr. Jin, I am the department manager of Watson Oil Company. After our company's evaluation, we think you are qualified to become our VIP senior customer. We are interested in discussing oil exploration and recycling with you. If you are willing to sell your oil fields, we can recycle them at the high market price! The price is guaranteed to satisfy you." "Hello, Mr. Jin..." A group of people swarmed over and introduced themselves to Zhang Ailun. The messy chief leader didn't hear it very clearly. Anyway, they were all talented and spoke well. In addition to people from refineries and oil companies, there are also many hot money and foundation people who want to cooperate with the Hamberg Foundation to discuss the stock market situation. To put it bluntly, isn't this just to get the leader to invest money in them to set up a game, to buy low and sell high, and to make money from retail investors? The money of the leeks is split 30% and 70%, and the money of the rich is returned in full. Of course, there are risks involved. There is no secret operation at all, it's all just big money flowing in and out quickly, attacking with heavy blows, and working in collusion with each other. If the leader is really greedy for profit, I might end up becoming the one taking the blame. Faced with temptations and olive branches from all sides, Zhang Ailun always adhered to his bottom line and principles and was not moved at all. He just said politely: "You are well-informed. I will consider it. If the price you offer is right, I am indeed interested in selling my oil field. Perhaps you should also think carefully and offer a more sincere price." Oil company and refinery executives said they had been rude.
I am not well prepared this time, but next time I will definitely visit you with generous gifts to discuss related work. It can only be said that having resources in hand is really different. In a few minutes, the chief leader received more than 30 business cards. After a quick scan, they were all selling luxury villas, yachts, bank funds, and door-to-door delivery of 18th-tier female stars. They were exquisite in appearance, with enchanting and hot bodies, and bright headlights. The chief leader was also taken advantage of by her, and the business card was stuffed into his belt. "Honey, remember to call me. As long as you call me, I will be available at any time." After saying that, he boldly took out the Hand of Evil and summoned the Grasp of Immortality. Zhang Allen took a deep breath. Fortunately, he had great self-control and was well-informed, so he was not seduced by the other party. I took a look at the address and phone number on the business card. Karlaine? Great name. She was able to approach the chief leader regardless of worldly views and even mustered up the courage to invite him to her home. Was it just for that little bit of rice? It must be to get resources and channels to make money. Such a good girl who works diligently and earns money through her own labor is really hard to find even with a lantern. Many people also stopped to look at the upper-class elites who surrounded the chief leader with curiosity. The shareholder of the entertainment company nearby asked in confusion: "What are they doing? Why are there so many people gathered together? Is there some exciting show?" "I heard that someone from an oil company wanted to buy a private oil field. They have oil resources worth several hundred million dollars." "It seems to be the oil field near Green Town." Many people began to eat melons. "..." The entertainment company shareholders' faces turned green after hearing this. The person next to him said in surprise: "Boss, isn't this the piece of land we saw last time? I didn't expect there is oil there? What a pity." "Stop talking." The shareholder took a deep breath and decided to leave quickly while the other party didn't recognize him. If he stayed any longer, his reputation would be in jeopardy! After all, he inexplicably received an anonymous message in broad daylight, which contained explicit photos of himself at a silver party, with the photos close to his face and wide open, which was a naked threat! Look how scary this is! Is this still a society ruled by law? Is there still law? Is there still law? Leave in disgrace, without taking away any cloud. After entertaining the salesmen, Zhang Ailun followed Old George and left the scene. "I told you, you will be very popular. After all, you are a newly minted billionaire. They can't wait to suck your blood. Their favorite customers are the nouveau riche. They are most likely to spend lavishly on assets. If they accidentally get into bad habits, they will unfortunately go bankrupt and have to sell their real estate at a low price." Old George joked. "Then they really have the wrong person. I am not an ordinary nouveau riche." Zhang Ailun disagreed. "Hahaha, okay, if you plan to sell your assets at that time, remember to contact me, I will definitely give you a reasonable price!" Old George laughed. After chatting for a few more words, Old George left with a few of his colleagues. Zhang Ailun also drove away from the street where the auction was held. When he passed the traffic light, he received a message from Reina. Opened it and took a look. Reina: Hello, billionaire, Cooper, the director of the Green Letter Shelter, wants to meet you. You should have time, right? After all, your current status is not ordinary, and many people want to line up to see you. Allen Zhang: When? Now? What's the matter with Cooper? Reina: I'm not sure either. I think his boss wants to see you to discuss something. Zhang Ailun: OK, I also want to meet with the city councilors. I have been here for so long, but I still don’t know them well. How much do you think they can earn as city councilors every year? Reina: There are 18 districts in Los Angeles, and each district has a city council member. Their salary is relatively high, about $20 a year, which is higher than the salary of the governor of California. In fact, no one knows how much assets they have. There are speculations online that they should be able to earn an additional 30 to a year. The city council member of District is Cooper's boss. Zhang Ailun: Tell Cooper that I have time to meet them now.
Reina: OK. I'll let him know. The meeting place is at a local restaurant in the city center. Zhang Ailun checked the geographical location and immediately sent another message to Blitzcrank. Zhang Ailun: Help me check the identity details of the city councilors in District 5. Soon, Blitz sent a message: Johnson Jackson, 39 years old, graduated from the University of Los Angeles, self-taught in law, a member of the Democratic Party. He failed in running a law firm at the age of 26, and at the age of 32, he had the idea of running for the fifth district city councilor, and sold his property to fight for it for four years. During this period, he participated in many charity activities, married the youngest daughter of the director of the water supply company, solved the phased water and electricity supply problems for the people in the slums, and won the support of the people in the fifth district and successfully took office. Britz: He invested in a local restaurant in downtown Los Angeles, two apartments purchased with loans, a Chevrolet and a Cadillac. He is a tennis member of the Badminton Club, has many connections with the directors of the water company, has investments in the Green Letter Shelter, and has about $27 in his personal bank account. Zhang Ailun: Is that all the assets? He has never been corrupt in the three years since he took office? Where did the Green Letter Shelter's tens of millions of dollars in cash flow come from? Britz: The city councillor's annual salary is $18, which is already a lot. His actual annual profit from the gray industry chain is only about $20. The cash flow does not represent the real income, but only looks glamorous on the surface. But he is also getting divorced recently, and he has a lot of troubles. He has a bad relationship with his wife. The city councillor has to worry about media opinions, appease the financial backers who support him, help his father-in-law get some development approval documents, and repay the mortgage and car loans. If his support rate drops and he is fired, he will definitely go bankrupt. Zhang Ailun: OK. I wonder if he would be willing to accept the invitation if I invited him to serve as chairman or consultant of the Hamburg Foundation and offered him a monthly salary of $4? Blitz: He must be very happy! After all, his father-in-law is in a state of panic because of groundwater pollution and may even face criminal charges. He is unwilling to be dominated by his wife and is frantically looking for financial backers to support him. Zhang Ailun: Hahaha, that’s so miserable. No wonder he was so eager to date me. Blitz: You don't need to get too close to them, they are just tools for money. He is also a senior member of the Los Angeles Badminton Club, which also includes several other city council members. On the surface, it is just a badminton club, but it is basically a place to facilitate the transfer of interests and exchanges with other wealthy sponsors. Zhang Ailun: OK. He put away his phone, waited for the red light to turn green, stepped on the accelerator, and drove to a local restaurant in the city center. It took more than ten minutes to reach the destination. After parking the car on the roadside, Zhang Allen got out of the car and sent a message to Cooper. Soon he saw the other party coming out of the restaurant. After seeing the figure of the chief, Cooper hurried over and greeted him enthusiastically. "Hey! Hamburg, oh no, Mr. King, this is really a presumptuous invitation and I'm sorry to bother you." Cooper seemed very polite. Zhang Ailun smiled and said, "No way. After all, I am also an employee of the Green Letter Shelter. If my boss wants to see me, how can I not come?" "Don't say that. I dare not say that I am your boss again. We have always been partners." Cooper hastily stated his position. "I invited you here this time because a good friend of mine wants to meet you." "I understand, a friend of a friend is a friend." Zhang Ailun smiled. After taking a look at the sign and the flow of people at the restaurant, he praised, "This restaurant has a really good location." "The restaurant's signature dishes taste even better. You'll know once you've tried them." Cooper chuckled and invited the chief to enter the restaurant. He went straight up to the second floor and came to a private room. When I opened the door, I saw a middle-aged white man in a suit sitting on the sofa. After seeing the two people come in, he immediately stood up and greeted them warmly, "Hello, Mr. Jin." "Mr. Congressman?" Zhang Ailun pretended to be surprised. "There are no MPs here. It's not working hours now. You can call me Johnson." MP Johnson said modestly, "I think we can be friends in private." "I think so too." Zhang Ailun nodded with a smile and took another look at the delicious food and wine on the table. The packaging of the wine bottle looked so familiar. Holy shit. Thatch? No, you guys on the West Coast are also doing this? You really keep up with the times. Not to mention that there were two waitresses wearing cheongsams, with blonde hair, blue eyes and long legs, on standby at all times. Yes, Mr. Congressman, you are indeed a veteran in the officialdom. You have done a great job.
I feel very comforted. (End of this chapter)