America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 70 The Grand Master's Lifelong Determination

"Guest, remember to come again if you find anything good!"

Without turning his head, Zhang Ailun gave old George the middle finger and left with the huge sum of money.

His total net worth has reached a staggering $7238!

The sky turned gloomy and dark, and a light drizzle began to fall.

Fortunately, the bicycle wasn't stolen this time. If it had been stolen on my own turf, I would have been utterly humiliated.

There's no need to worry about those organized and premeditated gangs, since they're traceable and can be investigated. As long as they dare to sell stolen goods, Zhang Ailun will have a chance to catch them. The connections he has with the VT exchange and Mark's side aren't just for show.

The real problem is dealing with those greenhorns who haven't been in the business long and those unscrupulous outsiders who don't know anyone and disappear after one job. There's really nothing you can do about that.

To prevent the impending thunderstorm from affecting their earning efficiency, Zhang Ailun also rode his bike to Wapson Street, wanting to help David and Gates get rid of the cans on the street as soon as possible.

It was raining, and there were few pedestrians on the street. When Zhang Ailun came to this street, he saw David and Gates chatting and laughing as they picked up cans.

"Hey, David! Gates!"

He called out to the two of them, then rode his bike across the traffic lights to their side.

The two were somewhat surprised that Zhang Ailun would come, and greeted him, "Boss, what brings you here?"

"It's about to rain heavily. I was worried about you guys collecting the cans here, so I came to check on you." Zhang Ailun parked the car on the side of the road. The rain was still light and didn't have much of an impact, so there was no need for umbrellas or raincoats.

I glanced at their bags; they were bulging, indicating they had collected quite a lot.

"David, do you have a driver's license?"

"Of course, I got my driver's license when I was 16 and can legally drive on the road, and Gates does too," David replied enthusiastically.

"Can you drive a garbage truck? I found someone I know at Sanji's Bar to take on a job there. I need to regularly clean up the bar's trash and transport it to a garbage disposal center in the suburbs. Any cans and items we find on that street and in the bar will be ours." Zhang Ailun told the two of them about it.

"Sanji Bar!?"

Both of them seemed somewhat surprised. "There was a shooting at that bar just yesterday, and shootings even happened on the two streets next door!"

"Of course I can drive a garbage truck. There's no car on the road that I can't drive. I drove other people's cars when I was 14 years old," David said confidently.

Great! Seeing your confidence puts my mind at ease. You should be able to handle this job.

Zhang Ailun immediately decided to temporarily hand over the driving and garbage transportation work to David.

We'll arrange their work when Dominic and Siegfried are available.

"Boss, you actually snatched a business deal from gang members! You have amazing connections!"

Gates looked at Zhang Ailun with a hint of admiration.

Zhang Ailun waved his hand and calmly replied, "I just know a lot more friends now, and there are no gangs on that street anymore, so at least no one will try to steal our cans. What's the situation with you guys now? How many cans have you collected?"

"We've almost cleared out this street. We've collected over 800 cans so far, and we'll be done in about ten more minutes. After that, Gates and I are going to go to the pawnshop street to collect more cans. We'll also meet up with Leo and Monica while we're there."

David explained his upcoming plans, then seemed somewhat hesitant, "I just didn't expect you to take on another block of business, boss. At this rate, the four of us definitely won't be able to handle it!"

"It's okay, I'm here for you."

Zhang Ailun smiled, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to get to work.

"I'll help you empty all the cans on this street, then we'll go to Sanji's Bar, drive the garbage truck back to pick up Leo and Monica, and together we'll empty all the trash cans on those streets!"

When Sieg has time, let him recruit soldiers!

Doesn't he know many homeless veterans? Let's rebuild the team, make it bigger and stronger, and create new glories!

"That's a really good plan."

With the addition of the Beggars' Sect leader, David and Gates were full of energy and started sweeping around with bags of all sizes.

As they worked, Zhang Ailun suddenly realized that he was already more than 20 meters behind the two people, and that he was not as efficient as a little white girl in picking up cans!

It only takes the other party 0.2 seconds to open the lid of the trash can, accurately locate several cans, and sort them into bags in less than 3 seconds.

Zhang Ailun is practically disabled; it takes him half a minute to sort and categorize a single trash can.

Looking at my clean, white hands, apart from the faint calluses on my knuckles, these were clearly not hands meant for picking up trash!

I can only console myself by saying that I am a double-flower red stick, a golden signboard, and that picking up cans is not my main job!

In just a few minutes, they swept through all the treasure chests, big and small, on Wapson Street, and the number of jars they collected reached 960.

Zhang Ailun couldn't remember the number of jars at all and had to rely on David and Gates.

After a series of social experiments, the Grand Master's performance was seriously unsatisfactory!

It's to the point that if both sides compete fairly to collect the cans, the leader of the sect will eventually starve to death.

A complete newbie, still needs to practice!

David tied the bag up.

Gates found a platinum necklace in a trash can at the entrance of a 24-hour convenience store and wanted to hand it over to Zhang Ailun.

"This thing doesn't seem to be worth much? If you want it, you can keep it for yourself." Zhang Ailun was too embarrassed to accept the girl's things.

"Thank you, boss, you're so kind!" Gates happily put the necklace away.

What could Zhang Ailun, who was always so competitive, say?

He handed his bicycle, its keys, and the key to the bar's backyard to David, asking him to bring the garbage truck over. He and Gates then piled the cans together and went into the convenience store to take shelter from the rain.

"What do you want to eat? It's on me! I struck it rich today! I made a fortune!"

Zhang Ailun noticed that the little girl's eyes never left the convenience store shelves, guessing that she probably hadn't eaten enough, so he readily prepared to treat her to a meal.

"Thank you, boss!" Gates didn't stand on ceremony and happily agreed, but to save money, he only chose two grilled sausages.

In the end, Zhang Ailun picked out a carton of milk and a sandwich and gave them to her. The total cost of $7 made Gates feel flattered, and she repeatedly said that it was enough.

What a kind and understanding girl.

Sitting on a chair in a convenience store, looking out the window at the rain wetting the ground, many people don't realize that this is not an ordinary drizzle. For homeless people, who knows how many more will die from illness.

"Gate, do you and David have somewhere to stay tonight? If not, Dominic can contact Rena and we can stay at her place and help her out."

Zhang Ailun suggested that the shelter would definitely be overcrowded at night, and he wondered if this would affect traffic and safety issues tomorrow.

"Don't worry, boss, David and I are staying in a fantastic place. We can take hot showers and watch pay-per-view shows!" Gates said optimistically.

"Okay, I almost forgot that you guys have way more experience surviving on the streets than I do."

Zhang Ailun was also taken aback and took out his phone to send a message to Reina.

Reina: It's just a normal light rain. If you'd like, you can stay here for the night. How many days has it been since you last showered?

Zhang Ailun: Maybe tomorrow? If you want to see me, just silently say my name three times in your heart, and I will appear in the next second.

Rena: Three seconds have passed, but you haven't appeared.

Zhang Ailun: Haven't I already appeared in your heart and mind?

Reina: WTF! You're so greasy! I'm not saying anything more, I'm still at work!

Zhang Ailun put away his phone with satisfaction, guessing that Da Mao must be blushing from being flirted with.

(End of this chapter)