Chapter 50 High Level Players Halfway through the party, Sarah and Blitz also came back. Jason, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately walked over and took the beer, "Oh my God, you two are finally back! Anyone who wants to drink will die of thirst!" Patting his shoulder, he asked, "It took you so long, are you two doing anything bad?" Blitz smiled and said, "You're overthinking it. We were delayed a little longer because we needed to clean the food truck and change the cooking oil. Tomorrow, people from the Environmental Protection Bureau will go to the streets for spot checks. If the food truck's hygiene conditions are not up to standard, you will be fined." "That kind of problem is really serious. If you can't deal with law enforcement officers, it will be difficult to do business. The best way is to go along with them." Jason seems to have no control over his mouth, and he always seems to be having a blast at every party. "I used to do a similar business when I was in school, selling pornographic discs to other students and making a lot of money! Until the dean called me over, I was so scared that I almost peed myself. I thought it was serious enough to get me expelled." "Do you think she wanted to teach me a lesson? No, later she took me to a small dark room and told me that she also wanted to buy pornographic discs through my channels..." Sarah rolled her eyes at him. "Jason, you're already drunk before you even start drinking? When are you going to be more likable? Selling addictive drugs is not a good business. You'd better not treat it as a long-term career. My first husband was put in jail for this kind of thing."
Women with experience have different perspectives. Although Sarah doesn't have much ability, her two ex-husbands were not people who lived a down-to-earth life. Either you go to jail or you die, and you are also fined a lot of money, resulting in both loss of life and money. The third one wanted to find an ordinary person to live an ordinary life with, but ended up meeting a scumbag who liked to drink and commit domestic violence. Fortunately, she has met a better candidate now. "Is there no one who likes me? Which of my friends here doesn't like me?" Jason immediately began to argue, and after sitting down, he distributed drinks to several people, "Who here dares to say that they didn't take drugs in high school? Do you dare to raise your hand so I can see? You don't take drugs now, it's just that your self-control is better than that of ordinary people, so you are not addicted." "I do not have." Dominic immediately raised his hand and said, "I was under strict supervision at home, so I basically had no chance to try it, and I wasn't very interested." "Taking drugs? Does amoxicillin and clavulanate potassium count?" Zhang Ailun laughed. "Anti-inflammatory drugs are also medicine! But you two are really rare white lotuses." Jason spread his hands helplessly, defeated. After all, how many homeless people are not taking drugs? Even if you are not interested in leaves and cocoa, you can't do without painkillers. But they don't have this habit. Jason looked at the stranger again. After knowing that he was a veteran, he actively asked, "Sieg, there should be many people in the army and military academies who like to take drugs, right?" "Of course, there are not only people who like to take drugs, but also many people who cannot control their lower body. There are also many gays, and things that make people physically uncomfortable often happen. There is nothing they can't do, only you can't think of it." Sig bluntly admitted, "I also had a bad habit for a while, but then my health deteriorated and my grades failed. After I woke up, I decisively quit it. It was really an unforgettable experience." "Hahaha! I knew the American military was rotten!" Jason, who was born a redneck in Texas, laughed out loud. He took off his top half of the clothes, jumped and waved them, and sang the song of freedom. He is a son of the Lone Star Republic after all. It is understandable that he has such a mental state. He is obviously an old Texan. Everyone raised their bottles and clinked their glasses, then blew into the bottles around the campfire. After a while, David and Gate also came back.
After greeting everyone and getting to know each other through introductions, the two of them sat down and began to talk about interesting things that happened on the streets. The most talked about topics were Wapson Street and Carnation Club, and they also saw many MC motorcycle gangs with guns. Although it sounds like a lot of bullshit, it also sounds interesting. Zhang Ailun has never dealt with gang members seriously. MC is the real boss of that neighborhood. They just do can recycling work there during the day and don't get themselves into any trouble. You only make a few bucks picking up cans, but the money the gangs make in one day is enough for you to pick up cans for a year. They are all gangsters, there is a fundamental difference between homeless people and gangsters. As competitors in street fights, you don't need to defeat the gangsters, you only need to defeat the homeless people. The wild area over there is already considered their own green safe zone. There are only a few homeless people during the day, and the other side cannot compete with Lori Louis 19, so even begging for glass cleaning is done in the marginal areas. If you go to pick up cans during the day, the police officers who issue tickets will not say anything to you, you can treat it as your own territory. If you go to that street to pick up cans at night, you can say that this is my territory and I want to do business here. It depends on whether the submachine guns in the hands of the gangsters can handle you. The black guy David took out $50 and handed it to Leo, reporting the good news, "Do you know how far we ran to sell that half box of candies at a high price? We went to the Sixth Street District and found a local Bro who had just joined a gang. In order to save face by attending the party, he looked desperate and hurriedly gave us the money without even asking us to give him the change!" It was indeed embarrassing for Lao Hei to attend a gang gathering without being able to take out any coins from his pocket. If you don't smoke leaves, you basically can't squeeze into the circle. Birds of a feather flock together. We are all smokers, and we have to tighten our belts. The AA system is that you pay for everything at a party, and I pay for everything. You bring a girl, and I bring a girl. When it's your turn, you find that you've been smoking for free the whole time. When a black girl asks you for a condom, you can't even give her one. Who can stand this? Instantly lose the right to choose a mate. "The high-quality gummy candies we sell are definitely something he has never tasted in his life. After all, he looks like a poor bastard from a poor family who wants to make a living by relying on gangs. He can't afford good leaves at all. Maybe he took advantage of us and will come to us next time." Gate said with a smile. When Jason heard that it was a good business, he said with some regret: "It's a pity that our goods were screwed." Leo also gave $20 of his earnings to Zhang Ailun as dividends. Zhang Ailun didn't hesitate to accept it. He then took out two $5 bills and handed them to David and Gate, one for each as travel expenses. It's a little less, but that's all he got. "Thank you, Boss!" David and Gate didn't think it was too little and put away the banknotes with a smile. Zhang Ailun said nothing and concentrated on eating! He just listened to them talking and laughing, and found that the eel rice tasted pretty good. People who work hard, people who work hard. Those who work hard are the best! The party went on until the early hours of the morning. After finishing the beer, the floor was littered with cigarette butts and empty boxes. The firewood in the paint bucket was almost burnt out, and everyone left in dismay. Jason and Fitz left during the halftime. These two were always like this, drunk and in high spirits, they hugged and started to eat in public. While you are chewing it, if you are not paying attention, it will be gone. But on weekdays, neither of them would take the initiative to admit that they are in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship. Don't ask, they are just business partners. Of course, Leo and Monica would not live in the camp. After asking, Zhang Ailun learned that this old guy was actually a gigolo and lived in an abandoned construction building, where Monica also built a long-term shelter. There are also some homeless people gathered there, but the living environment is relatively poor, obviously not as good as that in the bridge hole camp. Basically, there are old, weak and sick people who can only rely on begging for a living and helping each other. Leo and Monica, who have the ability to act and make money, are already considered high-level players in the camp over there!
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