America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 80 Triple Compensation

"Are you alright, Allen?"

Seeing that the situation had been resolved, Sig rushed over immediately. He glanced at the unconscious Old Black and then at the equipment scattered all over the ground, and was instantly terrified.

Luckily, this guy's opponent is Zhang Ailun, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with him! He definitely wouldn't be able to handle the other party by himself, and he might even get injured in the process.

This old black man has the combined buffs of mental illness and adrenaline. A rubber bullet would render most people incapacitated at close range, but it has absolutely no effect on him! Look how terrifying this old black man is, like an animal.

If things are like this in downtown Los Angeles, how much more difficult must law enforcement be in Florida and other states?

"Do you think I look alright?" Zhang Ailun pointed to the teeth marks on his stab-proof vest, feeling that this lunatic was really tough. The main thing was that he didn't want to kill anyone; who would have thought someone could withstand several shotgun blasts and still stand up?

"Sig, quickly provide him with humanitarian aid. I don't want to take a life on my shoulders."

Zhang Ailun immediately directed Sieg to provide first aid to the black man. He was truly impressed by the black man's mischievousness.

Sieg also began to check on Lao Hei's condition, while Zhang Ailun notified the people at the shelter to retrieve first aid equipment to save him.

Among the shelter staff were people with medical experience. Upon receiving the news, they immediately took out their equipment to conduct a physical examination and emergency treatment on Lao Hei, and gave a conclusion after a simple examination.

"He suffered a severe blow to the back of his head, breaking several bones. The injury was extremely serious! However, his heart rate is currently relatively good, but the probability of him waking up in the second half of his life is not high. He is more likely to become a vegetable or develop Alzheimer's disease."

Zhang Ailun instantly relaxed. No one was killed? That's good.

He really did a good thing for the locals. It's not good for this old black man to be alive or dead. Being half-dead is just right for him!

All the white people present were very satisfied with the result... no, very disappointed.

"Don't worry, you won't be held legally responsible because you're our security personnel. You did your job well and got injured because of it! The security camera recorded the incident, and he's a black man wanted by the police." Supervisor Cooper comforted him with these words, giving him maximum support. No one could stand up for this black man.

Zhang Ailun asked doubtfully, "Is this legal?"

"Nobody cares about legality, they only care about whether his skin color is correct. Mr. Leon, you're injured now, so you need to rest. I'll try to get workers' compensation for you!" Supervisor Cooper said sternly. He then instructed staff to bandage Zhang Ailun's wound, because it would heal soon if it wasn't bandaged!

Lyon?

Zhang Ailun was astonished. Good heavens, they even arranged an identity for him? Does your containment facility have this person?

Before Zhang Ailun could ask any more questions, the staff took him to the shelter's medical room, removed his security gear, and gave him emergency treatment.

Medical bandages are used without considering price or wear and tear. What was originally just a minor injury turned into a mess after Zhang Ailun received treatment and bandaging. His hand looked like it had been in a car accident and was about to be ruined.

Reina, who was bandaging him, admired her handiwork and even thoughtfully tied a bow in his hair. Satisfied, she said, "Alright, you're injured now. You need to rest. Leave the rest to the staff. Would you like something to drink?"

The manager was just worrying about how to apply for workers' compensation and business closure, and this opportunity came knocking on his door.

There is video evidence, there are injured people, the attacker was a mentally ill black man, and a white homeless man was also injured.

After receiving treatment, they were mostly fine. The unfortunate white homeless man only had his nose broken by the black man, while the others had minor scrapes, only slightly more serious than Zhang Ailun's injuries.

"Anything is fine." Zhang Ailun, putting on a convincing performance, lay listlessly in the hospital bed. "Reina, do you know who Leon is?"

"Leon was one of our security personnel. He passed away ten years ago, but his personal ID and information were not cancelled. Every supervisor continued to pay his taxes and buy him insurance as usual. In reality, there was no such person at all." Reina explained to Zhang Ailun that Leon's existence was originally for the purpose of obtaining identities. If needed, anyone in the shelter could be Leon.

"The insurance company representatives will be here in a little while to check and make sure you're really injured. The shelter will reimburse your medical expenses and even try to get you workers' compensation! Don't worry, it's just a formality by our own people to make sure you're actually in a hospital bed. If it were Sieg who was injured, he would receive the same treatment as you!"

Isn't this insurance fraud?

Hearing this, Zhang Ailun felt an urge to actually stab himself a couple of times. He glanced at his swollen, bandaged hand and thought, "Is my injury a little too minor?"

"Leon, your hand bones are broken. You'll probably never be able to lift heavy objects again for the rest of your life. I think that's enough," Reina said with a look of sympathy.

"You're right, Reina. What am I going to do now? I have a wife and seven children to support. My children come from various races: Native Americans, Mexicans, Black people, White people... I love my family. I can't lose my hand!!" Zhang Ailun was indignant and too immersed in the role, so he slammed his fist on the table.

"Good! Just act like that when the time comes, but it's best not to add any extra scenes. Your bandages are about to come undone from that punch!" Reina immediately began to critique Zhang Ailun's acting, saying it was a bit too exaggerated.

"I only care about how much money I can get!" Zhang Ailun answered seriously. If he could get a large sum of workers' compensation, he wouldn't mind turning himself into a mummy.

He glanced at the balcony. "Second floor? It's not that high!"

"I advise you not to do anything foolish!!" Reina immediately reminded him.

"I was just joking, I didn't mean to actually hurt myself," Zhang Ailun laughed.

Reina said tactfully, "You already fractured your leg bone once before! The time before that, you fractured your toe bone, and the time before that, your spine and ribs were bent by a cargo box. If you fracture it again, there won't be anywhere left to break it."

"..."

Are you all so heartless?

What kind of innate glass body is Ang here? He breaks at the drop of a hat. Is he even a human being?

Does your family own that insurance company?

Could it be for money laundering?

"You might get a subsidy of up to three times your hourly wage?" Reina pondered. "After all, you're just a temporary worker. The supervisor will take most of the money and hand it over. The rest will be used for employee benefits, so it's not much. The exact figure is confidential; only the supervisor and the insurance company people know."

Triple pay? That's about nine hundred dollars? Not bad.

Zhang Ailun thought it would be less, after all, he was a temporary worker, had no lawyer to appeal for him, and wasn't really injured, it was mostly hush money.

If she were truly a full-time employee, working here like Reina, her triple salary would certainly include several thousand dollars in subsidies, plus paid leave.

Cooper is a pretty good manager; at least he doesn't hog the profits and shares them with other employees.

If everyone works together, no one will report him. After all, everyone gets a share. If you don't take it, how will the supervisor? If the supervisor doesn't take it, how will the councilors advance?

If a legislator doesn't improve, where will you get your job benefits?

(End of this chapter)