America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 47 The Simple and Honest Customs of the West Coast

Time quickly passed and evening arrived.

Zhang Ailun arrived at the Indian restaurant as promised and sent a message to Simone.

The other person quickly came out, waving and saying, "Honey! I'm over here!"

"Still calling me 'darling'? Haven't you gotten out of character yet?"

Zhang Ailun made a sarcastic remark, took the other person's bicycle off the vehicle, folded it up, and returned it to the other person.

"That's enough, Simone. Do you really want to be honest with me?"

"Why? I haven't completely finished get off work yet, how could I give up halfway?" Simone got on her bicycle and shrugged as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Now that I've received my salary, have no debt, and have some money in my pocket, I have to treat myself to something nice!

Simone immediately waved her hand generously, "I can treat you tonight, what would you like to eat?"

Manchu people have never had the habit of saving money.

Zhang Ailun chuckled and said, "I want to eat Wellington steak."

"Let's try something else..." Simone instantly deflated. "It's too expensive! We simply can't afford it."

Let alone Wellington, if you go to any upscale restaurant, a meal can easily cost several hundred dollars, and even the tip can reach hundreds of dollars.

"I made money, $2000!" Zhang Ailun took out the thick green banknote from his pocket.

This immediately shocked the black woman for a whole year.

The petrification occurred in place.

"WTF!!!"

"You robbed a bank!?"

Simone stared incredulously at the hundred-dollar bill, took it, and counted it carefully—a full two thousand five hundred and sixty dollars!

There is reason to suspect that Zhang Ailun is doing something shady behind the scenes.

"Did you participate in some work or activity without inviting us? It's unethical for you to hog all the benefits!" the black woman said, somewhat displeased.

We're all bros in the same camp. How can you keep a way to make money to yourself?

You should share this with everyone so that your family can participate in this wealth-generating project!

"Tell me quickly! How did you make your money?" Simone immediately urged him to tell the truth.

Zhang Ailun pondered for a moment, then said tactfully, "I traded it for a 15.6-gram Vantini gold necklace from a kind lady at a pawn shop."

"A gold necklace? Did you rob a jewelry store?" Simone looked at Zhang Ailun with a sense of disbelief.

"I fought with someone over it in the bar's trash can."

Zhang Ailun looked at her speechlessly. "Do I look like the kind of person who would do something stupid and cause trouble for myself? Everything I do is legal and compliant. Don't forget what I do for a living!"

"How can you be so lucky?" Simone looked at him in surprise.

Although Dominic occasionally gets incredibly lucky and makes a lot of money, it's only once in a long while, and he usually takes risks by farming in high-resource jungle areas. He always ends up hitting a wall.

You've only ever seen homeless people get rich, you've never seen a homeless person get beaten up.

Zhang Ailun then recounted the general events of his day to her.

Simone looked at him with admiration after hearing this, "You actually thought of infiltrating the company to steal business from others? And you even outsmarted that old man? You're incredibly clever!!"

She immediately hugged him and gave him a big kiss on the cheek.

"Um... don't you think what I'm doing is a bit excessive? After all, I promised to treat you."

Zhang Ailun wiped the drool off his face, feeling quite pleased.

"He went too far first! He clearly didn't contribute anything, just said a few words, and yet he wanted someone to pay a bill of over a hundred dollars, even after you reminded him. If it were me, not only would I not pay, I'd have someone beat him so badly his own mother wouldn't recognize him!"

Simone said matter-of-factly.

"..."

Zhang Ailun was speechless.

Sometimes, the most expensive thing is just a few words.

Even if he already had the information the other party possessed.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a place with pure and honest folk customs on the West Coast.

Race correct!!

She doesn't care what tricks you use; as long as you can make money, you're a very capable person.

After all, we're all just ordinary people living on the streets, not some sheltered flowers in a high-walled compound. If you don't have a bit of a temper, it's really hard to communicate normally with people.

"You don't need to work tomorrow, and you've made a lot of money again. You can have a good time tonight!"

Simone was in a relaxed and happy mood, and immediately took out her phone to use social media to notify her friends at the camp and ask if they had time to join the party.

Dave is still unemployed and needs to actively look for work; he doesn't have much time.

Little Lori had no interest in attending the party. Having just filed his taxes, he was in dire straits, making his already impoverished family even worse off. He was desperately trying to get shopping vouchers for next month, figuring out how to beg in various ways on other people's turf and maybe even sneak some cigarettes from the street.

Blitz and Sarah do have time, but they might be back a little later. Sarah's business is pretty good today; she's sold out of fried chicken. If anyone wants to have a get-together, they'll need to bring their own ingredients.

Jason and Fitz also had time. Zhang Ailun didn't know what these two street hustlers did on a regular basis, and he hadn't asked them in detail.

After Simone notified everyone, he also inquired about the businesses that the street thugs in the two camps were engaged in.

It's not a respectable career.

"Jason and Fitz bought a bag of hemp seedlings from someone on the street a while ago, and rented an old house with other people to grow the leaves in the basement. However, it was their first time doing this, and they didn't know much about it. Their technique was also very clumsy, and the first batch of leaves didn't take good care of them. They went bankrupt before they even sprouted." Simone shrugged helplessly.

The idea of ​​starting a business is good, but they only see others enjoying the fruits of their labor, not the hard work and the facilities prepared by their professional teams!

The two of them acted on a whim and, together with others, set up a makeshift greenhouse in the basement to grow leaves using the same method as growing chives.

It's similar to a college student glancing at a sow's postpartum care manual and then rushing off to start raising pigs.

Zhang Ailun was also speechless. He felt that if it were someone like himself with planting experience, he could definitely do this job well, but the risks were too great, the competition was fierce, and the prospects were a complete mess.

It's safer to just pick up cans.

The drop rate of treasure chests is extremely high.

The Beggars' Sect should act like the Beggars' Sect!

I haven't seen Jennifer for the past two days. She's mostly working the night shift, which is the opposite of other people's time zone. She doesn't come back until the early hours of the morning.

Yesterday, she was dropped off by a luxury car on the side of the road; she's probably still sleeping now.

When she returned, Simone happened to see her. The two chatted for a while. When Simone learned that the other party had only performed a striptease for an old white man and received a $300 commission from him, which was easy and pleasant, it further aroused Simone.

Adding to her frustration with her boss during the day, Simone began to consider quitting! The honey trap was a method Jennifer taught her.

"So, you're either planning to use this money to invest in the leaf-planting business with Jason Fitz, or to play the honey trap with Jennifer?" Zhang Ailun suddenly realized.

"But there are risks in every industry."

They either get caught and locked up or are reported and accused of sex fraud.

The sale of the leaves is legal, but only the official stores are legal because they have professional certifications. To put it bluntly, this is not a business for ordinary people.

If you privately grow, produce, and sell crops, and you get caught, you'll still be locked up in a dark room.

This is the same as reselling cigarettes and alcohol for speculation.

"Bro, look at me. I have no education, no background, no credit, nothing! It's impossible to turn my life around by just working. You all earn so much money every day, but I'm so unlucky. I can't do anything right."

Simone faced reality calmly, then stared at Zhang Allen's face and asked, "Allen, do you want to be my sugar daddy?"

"Why? No!!"

Zhang Ailun was speechless. "I don't even earn enough to support myself, and you want me to support you? Do you think that's possible? If you want something real, I might agree."

"Fxxk you! Ellen! I'm not a casual girl!" Simone immediately raised her middle finger.

"Fxxk you to! Simone! I'm not some random guy either," Zhang Ailun retorted.

"People should rely on their own hands to earn a living! Look at Dominic! Our team's doors are always open to you, and you're always welcome!"

"Yeah, you're right. You're all making a lot of money and you're all very smart. Even Fitz, who isn't very smart, has a plan to make money. Only I'm incredibly stupid and unlucky. I can't do anything and can only do part-time jobs."

Simone rolled her eyes, jumped onto her bike, and yelled, "Fxxk you! To hell with it all. I'll definitely find my own way to make money."

"Great! I love your indomitable spirit! Keep it up, you're more charming than anyone else!" Zhang Ailun praised her.

(End of this chapter)