America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 24 Bonus Points

A flicker appeared in the darkness, and I lit a cigarette.

Zhang Ailun sat on the second-floor balcony, looking at the reddish-brown-haired woman smoking next to him.

Another comrade-in-arms who had fought alongside her and was also the homeowner was already sleeping peacefully.

Fortunately, Zhang Ailun is strong and healthy, otherwise it would have been really difficult for him to win against two opponents.

"Olivia?"

"What's wrong, my dear master?" Olivia turned around and smiled slightly.

She turned around and presented her figure like a work of art.

"It's nothing, it's just that the thought of waking up tomorrow and possibly going from 'dear master' to 'sir' makes me feel a little unaccustomed," Zhang Ailun said with a smile.

Catherine really knows how to have fun.

That woman is a pervert.

"Oh, then you should seize this opportunity to dream, don't miss any chance! When you can settle down here, I think we can rekindle our romance," Olivia said with a smile.

"Haha, come on, I don't have that much money. And I simply can't adapt to 'life' here." Zhang Ailun laughed.

He readily admitted his situation: "Are you expecting a homeless person with no savings and no job to buy a multi-million dollar mansion in a wealthy neighborhood the next day? Maybe I will achieve that goal one day, but it is obviously not that easy to achieve right now."

"It is indeed quite difficult. Perhaps I can point you to a path to making big money?"

Olivia took a deep drag on her cigarette.

Looking at Zhang Ailun, who seemed somewhat expectant, he raised an eyebrow and exhaled a puff of smoke. "Have you ever considered joining a film and television company? After all, someone like you would definitely be in high demand! Don't worry, if I find any channel about you, I'll definitely pay to watch it! I really relate to you!"

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I don't have any plans to debut at the moment," Zhang Ailun replied after a few seconds of silence. "Perhaps in a couple of years?"

"That's a real shame. We've lost another truly capable and muscular man on screen. You should really take my advice and give it a try! Maybe you could bring a different kind of impact to the market. You know, the surgical market is very sluggish right now and desperately needs someone to endorse it," Olivia joked.

"Hahahaha." Zhang Ailun was amused by her outrageous remarks.

"You mean I can even boost the implant industry? Just because I have a size that doesn't suit this skin color?"

"That's right, exactly!"

The two chatted happily, and Zhang Ailun gradually steered the conversation toward things that interested him.

"Olivia, do you know the team that handles the waste recycling in this community?"

Olivia pondered, "It seems to be people from Parker Recycling Company? They are responsible for coordinating recycling and garbage disposal, and they also introduced a relatively reliable waste recycling station to our property department for waste recycling, but apart from the cleaners who clean the park, they basically don't have any permanent staff."

"Everything in the wealthy neighborhood, even the garbage, needs to be precisely sorted and kept confidential, because there will always be careless people who lose important documents, USB drive information, private photos, and the like."

This is also to avoid trouble. Rich people have quirks and tempers that are not easy to deal with. An extra procedure is an extra layer of insurance. They might accuse or complain about you, and nobody wants to take responsibility and lose their job because of that.

"Is it possible to transfer this business to other private recycling teams?" Zhang Ailun asked.

"That's not possible right now. Parker has business partnerships with many affluent neighborhoods and municipalities. They don't just recycle cans; they also handle urban scrap metal and recyclable resources. They're a large company with annual revenues of over $100 million! You can only get a contract from Parker through bidding, and they will then introduce you to the communities and recycling work you're responsible for."

Olivia answered lazily, then asked with a hint of doubt, "Why are you asking this? Do you want to go into this line of work? Open a junkyard?"

"I did it so I could see you one more time."

Zhang Ailun gave the correct answer.

"Come on, dear master, I forgot to tell you, I have a boyfriend. There's absolutely no way things could happen between us."

Olivia scoffed: "You've probably said that to a lot of people."

She's not some naive young girl who just graduated from school; she's not buying into that.

She's already 28, a graduate of a prestigious university in California, and after working hard to pay off her student loans, she still has to rent an apartment. She's long since come to terms with reality.

She finally found a job in the service industry in an affluent area, all so she could be closer to the rich. The best shortcut she could take was to cater to their tastes and get pregnant with their illegitimate child.

Her boyfriend was very supportive of her taking the job, since being a fitness instructor also requires referrals to high-end clients; otherwise, she would only earn two or three thousand dollars a month, which wouldn't be enough for her own expenses.

Most of the time, she paid for their rent and living expenses.

Olivia took a deep drag on her cigarette, feeling a little melancholy.

"You have a boyfriend?" Zhang Ailun was so shocked by this news that his mind went blank.

He always thought you'd been single for many years.

After all, the road is extremely narrow, barely enough for people to pass through.

While I understand you guys are very open-minded, this version's openness is still a bit hard for me to accept.

"What's wrong? You're not responsible for this," Olivia teased. "Or are you afraid I'll really cling to you?"

"Of course not," Zhang Ailun replied casually. "Even if you really do become dependent on me, it'll be you paying to support me. What do I have to worry about?"

"Alright, I'll trust you for now! But only for tonight. If you want to take over the waste recycling business in the wealthy area, then wait until you get the necessary permits, have a decent garbage truck and recycling station, and win the bid from Parker Corporation. Then we'll talk about it," Olivia said.

"Okay! I just wanted to find out more beforehand." Zhang Ailun nodded.

He's penniless right now and in the early stages of starting his business, so it's too early to say anything like that.

Those people who mingle on the streets, drive cars, wear designer clothes, and work in recycling in wealthy areas, aside from a few who lack qualifications, most of their teams likely have long-term cooperative relationships with recycling stations.

The state government and municipalities set targets, and recycling companies collaborate with sanitation departments and community recycling stations to meet those targets.

Category B consists of high-end recyclable waste from affluent areas and commercial communities, while Category C consists of ordinary recyclable waste from ordinary communities and streets.

Category A includes recyclable waste related to military industry and science and technology parks.

After the F-22 production line was dismantled, many industrial machine tools and even wing and fuselage parts were dismantled, stockpiled as scrap metal, and sold. The laid-off engineers and relevant departments completely disregarded secrets in order to make money.

The recycling companies then resell the products to overseas recycling companies or local technology companies for processing. Those who profited from this are still living very comfortably.

Where there are people, there will be transactions.

Recycling is an art, and there's a lot to learn about it.

If you recycle a jar, a watch, ring, sports car fragments, cell phone, or computer that a rich person doesn't want, then at most you're just an ordinary junk collector.

If you can recycle a Boeing airliner, guidance system, satellite debris, third-generation fighter jet debris, fifth-generation fighter jet debris, destroyer debris, or aircraft carrier debris, then you are definitely the leader and benchmark in the recycling industry!

Collect the fragments and innovate to synthesize a five-star aircraft carrier.

"Even recycling garbage requires bidding, obtaining qualifications, and building credit. This world is truly insane!" Zhang Ailun complained.

"Who says it isn't? But the world has always been terrible." Olivia shrugged, already used to it.

Zhang Ailun watched Olivia puffing away on her cigarette. Her long, reddish-brown curly hair, delicate profile, and curvaceous figure, all draped in a light veil, made her look stunningly beautiful under the night sky.

She has a boyfriend.

Add points!

Go over there immediately and seize the opportunity.

"Hey!!"

Olivia gasped, but quickly accepted it with a smile.

(End of this chapter)