Allen Zhang didn’t bother to record those numbers because it was unnecessary; he planned to find an opportunity later to hand the ledger over to Officer Mig, as it was part of the evidence chain.
He took the money, though.
He would later take out a portion to have Sieg buy gifts to personally deliver to Officer Mig.
A message came in on his phone.
Allen Zhang glanced at it and saw it was from Sieg.
Sieg: I let a German take charge of those people, everyone at the Irish camp borrowed 100 US Dollars, and there’s still 3080 US Dollars left. How should we handle this money?
Allen Zhang: I trust you to handle it. Give each person involved in this operation 200 US Dollars, and you take 500 US Dollars. Hand over the rest to me when I return.
Today’s meal cost 46 US Dollars, purchasing a folding knife and equipment cost 60 US Dollars. The division of spoils left 1580 US Dollars, adding to the 5000 US Dollars of emergency funds, Allen Zhang’s entire fortune now amounted to 16478 US Dollars.
He went downstairs feeling refreshed, two young models from Eastern Wu came out of the bathroom, unabashedly flaunting their figures. Looking pitifully at Allen Zhang, one said, "Sir, are you leaving?"
"Of course, the business is done, what reason do I have to stay?" Allen replied tantalizingly.
"Sir, Jon has been arrested and jailed. People who did business with him can’t find him and will definitely come to us for trouble." The sisters came clinging pleadingly, "Please Mr. Jin, if you can help us settle this trouble and ensure our safety until we find another job, we can serve you for free whenever you wish."
"Facing trouble, you can always call the police."
Allen Zhang advised. The General Sect Leader was a kind man and never took advantage of others in distress.
He left them a Glock 17 pistol, "Isn’t this a high-class community? There will be police patrols at night, if black people really come knocking, you just need to pull the trigger."
"But it’s still not safe here, we are just two delicate girls," the sisters clung firmly to him.
"Sir, perhaps you just haven’t made up your mind yet, we really need you."
Allen Zhang was unreasonably dragged to the couch by the two women, and one beauty knelt down, reaching for his belt.
What a pay-per-view show!!
He soon began to enjoy it passively.
An hour and a half later.
Allen Zhang opened a can of soft drink, lying on the couch, he picked up his phone and found new messages from Dominic and Olivia.
Allen Zhang opened Olivia’s message first.
As expected, late at night getting a message, it was another seductive photo.
In the changing room of the property office, under soft lighting, her curly pink hair, office lady outfit, black stockings, and high heels.
Olivia: I had a fight with my boyfriend today, I think he doesn’t love me anymore.
Allen Zhang: Maybe it’s just your misunderstanding? Men are like that, pretty insensitive.
Olivia: He must have cheated on me with his client. His phone’s location was at Rich District last night at 11:25.
Allen Zhang: emmm... Like what we had before?
Olivia: yeah, so when will you have time to do it again with me?
Allen Zhang: I’ve been a bit busy lately. Maybe hdgjjxr...
Allen Zhang gasped, looked down, and realized a little glutton was getting greedy.
Olivia: What is this you sent? You aren’t doing something naughty, are you? I want to see!
Olivia: What is this picture? Looks like an awkward expression.
Allen Zhang: It’s Chinese.
Olivia: I like Chinese. But the thing you said most to me that night were probably swear words, right?
After chatting for a while longer, Allen Zhang opened Dominic’s message.
Dominic: Not coming back again?
Allen Zhang: I’m up to something big!
Dominic: With those two young models from Eastern Wu?
Allen Zhang: Fxxk! Why is Sieg so annoying? Telling everything? I’m gonna dock his pay!!
Dominic: Hahaha, have fun. I just wanted to tell you, Simone has saved up some money and is planning to rent a room at the motel, doesn’t want to live in the trailer anymore, maybe also because she’s busy with her career, and can’t see eye to eye with Jennifer?
Allen Zhang: That’s a pity, but it’s always good to get off the streets. No one wants to live in a trailer or tent forever.
Dominic: Go on then!! Good night, don’t wear yourself out.
Knows me well, that Dominic.
Allen Zhang bid him goodnight and placed his phone aside.
"Sweetheart, I still don’t know your names." Allen Zhang then remembered that he hadn’t asked the two sisters their names.
Such hardworking girls.
"What beautiful names," Allen Zhang remarked as he turned over, "Ready for the next round of battle?"
Allen Zhang woke up to find it was already broad daylight and no one was beside him.
He stretched lazily, feeling refreshed and thoroughly pleased, thinking it was money well spent! As he was about to go shower, Sofia, one of the sisters, came in with hot milk and sandwiches.
Sweetly she said, "Dear Master, you’re awake."
She placed the breakfast on the table, "Master, please have your meal!"
"You guys are really early risers, have you eaten yet?" Allen Zhang felt satisfied with her thoughtful service; no wonder it costs 8000 US dollars a month.
To real rich folks, even 80,000 US Dollars seems too little.
"Not yet, Jon used to dictate that we could only have sausages and milk for breakfast, Master." Sofia looked at him with imploring eyes.
"Well, go eat then. Jon’s no longer around, am I supposed to starve you?" Allen Zhang felt bewildered.
Just as he sipped his milk, he suddenly recalled something.
Instantly rendered silent by the realization.
"Do you play this way every morning?" Allen Zhang noticed her dressed in cat-ear maid attire, even with a tail?
Seems like she is not wearing anything inside.
"No wonder Jon looked so frail."
Who could handle this?
Allen Zhang sternly lectured the cat-eared maid, corrected her mindset, cleared the bad atmosphere, making her go downstairs to eat properly.
After finishing the milk and breakfast, Allen Zhang checked the latest news updates on his phone.
[Daily Report: Overnight, the Irish gang from the sewers was taken over and restructured by Lori Louis 19, shocking the scavenger teams of Zone 5. The Black people team on 36th Street, Sixth District, upon hearing this, decided to talk to you, demanding the return of their money. Their main business is smuggling and selling tainted pork.]
[Daily Report: Last night at 4:46 AM, Modern Brothers shifted their target to Old Karl, secretly shipping out his jars and scrap, causing him a loss of at least 3000 US dollars. Old Karl has decided to fight back, spending 1500 US Dollars as a bounty requesting help from street forces.]
[Daily Report: Your good friend Dave, through Sieg Comprie, got a job and will participate in public service to defend your former defeated subordinates Jon and Mora as a pro bono attorney. Once their crimes are confirmed, they are expected to be sentenced to 286 years of imprisonment, with a total bail of 624,400 US dollars.]
What a vicious scheme!
There was Jiang Ji of old, now there’s Sieg.