50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 356 They Need You
Upon hearing Sun Zhiwei's words, old Collins shook his head in anguish, his face shifting from warmth to sorrow.

Clark glanced at him worriedly, then at Sun Zhiwei. Sun Zhiwei shook his head at him, and he remained silent.

But Sun Zhiwei wasn't about to let old Collins off the hook, continuing, "You're not a good father either."

“No, I love Anne, it’s just that she doesn’t understand me,” old Collins retorted, unconvinced.

“I heard that your Anne is often beaten at home.”

The news was like a thunderbolt, exploding in the room and even catching Clark off guard.

“What? How could that be? Anne told me she was doing well and that I shouldn’t disturb her peace.”

"Tell me everything you know," Old Collins said, his eyes bloodshot as he stood up and grabbed Sun Zhiwei's sleeve.

Clark tried to pull old Collins away, but Sun Zhiwei stopped him.

Sun Zhiwei pressed down on Old Collins's hand with one hand and placed the other hand on Old Collins's shoulder, slowly pressing the burly old man down onto the stool.

“That person not only beat your daughter, but also your grandson.”

Upon hearing this, old Collins was so angry he could barely contain himself, and he almost bit his teeth off.

“Anne is now divorced and living alone with your grandson.”

Old Collins calmed down a bit after hearing this: "How do you know all this? Have you met my little Annie?"

Sun Zhiwei did not answer his question directly, but continued talking to himself.

"I was strolling around San Francisco that day, and I was walking over to Harrison Street Community High School."

When Old Collins and Clark heard the name of the neighborhood, their hearts skipped a beat, because they both knew that Anne lived there.

Then, I saw two big boys dragging a child into a small alley.

"I was a little worried, so I followed them."

"As a result, I saw two older kids extorting money from the younger one, and they even beat him up because they thought the amount of money was too small."

“I couldn’t stand by and watch, so I went and rescued the little boy. He said his name was Norman Collins.”

"No! My poor little Norman!" Old Collins covered his face in anguish.

"Later, I learned that little Norman had a single mother who worked two jobs every day to support her child."

“She leaves early and returns late every day, and has almost no time to educate her child. Little Norman is now timid and cowardly, and is often bullied at school.”

"Fortunately, the neighborhood is relatively safe, and Norman's mother hasn't been harassed yet, but that's bound to happen sooner or later."

"How can a family function without a man?"

"Collins, stop being so stubborn. Go and take care of them. Anne and Norman need you."

At this point, Sun Zhiwei paused and looked at old Collins.

The story is over, now it's up to old Collins to make a choice, which is actually not difficult.

At this point, old Collins calmed down. He looked at Sun Zhiwei for a while before saying:

"You win. Give me 100 million, and the Nanchahe Mine is yours."

“Deal.” Sun Zhiwei quickly extended his right hand, and Old Collins also extended his right hand to shake hands with him.

"I have only one request: if you find a big gold mine, be sure to give me a call and let me know." This old man hasn't given up yet.

"No problem, I agree."

"By the way, I need cash, otherwise I'll have to pay a lot of taxes."

"Sure, but I have a better suggestion. Would you like to hear it?"

"Go ahead." "How about I give you gold? The price of gold is rising every day. You can deposit the gold in the bank and then open a checkbook to withdraw cash from the bank."

"That way, even if you're gone in the future, you can leave more gold for little Norman."

"Okay." Although old Collins was getting on in years, his mind was still very clear.

He recognized the benefits of Sun Zhiwei's suggestion and readily agreed.

"Clark, you stay and handle the formalities with Mr. Collins. I'll go get the gold."

"Okay, BOSS."

Sun Zhiwei then immediately went back to his own mining area, where there are still 130 standard gold bars stored.

He first found the financial manager, Vio Cooper, then called over the security captain, Bud Anderson, and then led them to open the vault.

All the gold bars are currently being temporarily stored here.

“Cooper, take notes. Today I need to withdraw 20 standard gold bars to purchase the South Fork River gold mine next door.”

Upon hearing this, both of them looked at him in surprise.

Sun Zhiwei smiled smugly and said, "Just now, Clark and I persuaded old Collins that he has decided to go home early to hold his grandson."

"I never expected that you could persuade that stubborn old man so quickly." Clearly, the two of them knew the old man next door quite well.

After the vault was opened, Sun Zhiwei took two empty boxes, filled them with 20 gold bars, and then easily walked out carrying one in each hand.

"Anderson, Cooper, there are 110 gold bars left. Send a team to escort them to the California Bank in San Francisco today."

“I opened a safe there, and Cooper keeps the key. You two have to be present every time you store it.”

"Understood, Chairman."

"Understood, boss."

However, when the two saw Sun Zhiwei carrying a 200-pound box in each hand as if nothing had happened, they exchanged a somewhat incredulous glance.

Sun Zhiwei didn't bother to explain. Being born with superhuman strength wasn't anything special; there were plenty of people in the world stronger than him.

According to his knowledge, the Guinness World Record for the strongest man in the world was that he could lift a 37.15-ton truck using a bench press. Can you believe it?

Even with a cheat code, he might not be able to lift something that heavy, which shows that the world is full of wonders.

The gates of the two mining areas were not far apart, and he was too lazy to drive, so he walked directly to the Nanchahe mining area.

When he arrived at Collins' room, the two were still discussing the details of the transfer agreement.

"Collins, the gold's here. Want to see it?"

Without waiting for old Collins' reply, he opened the two boxes, and immediately, ten gold bricks, gleaming with golden light, were displayed before their eyes.

"The current gold price is $125 per ounce, so $100 million is 8000 ounces. This is a standard 400-ounce gold bar, 20 in total. Please count them."

“Great, let’s finish signing the gift agreement today. I’ll also write a power of attorney so you can handle the gift formalities yourself.”

That's right, it was a gift.

The IRS does not tax gifted property, but Sun Zhiwei still needs to go to the IRS to register it afterwards.

He understood the process; that's how the Swell Gold Mine came about. Although he hadn't personally gone through the process, he still knew it.

“I understand Collins. The sooner you go back, the sooner you can put your mind at ease. They need you right now.”

After all the agreements and powers of attorney on the table were signed, Collins slung his shotgun over his shoulder, picked up two small boxes in both hands, and struggled to get up to drive.

(End of this chapter)