A tire actually sells for 580 US Dollars? That’s more than she makes from collecting cans for several days!
Allen Zhang smiled, "This is a BMW run-flat tire, of course, it sells for a bit more. How are you and David adjusting working here? If you have any issues or needs, you can tell Dominic, and he will inform me."
"No demands, we are quite satisfied with our current situation, and we can earn money every day, having a stable income. This recycling station can also accommodate people to stay overnight, although it’s not very comfortable."
Gate replied, "David and I are also planning to save up some money to rent a house, and find another part-time job, so that we don’t need to live in other people’s houses anymore."
"Good idea, I support you. However, working for someone else, the hourly wage is really too low, and you guys still need to work part-time for 8 hours a day. After you’re done with the can work, you can go to the bar to work as a part-time waitress, hustling on the streets, I will definitely let Mary give you suitable compensation!"
Allen Zhang said, "You can stay overnight at the bar, the one thing it doesn’t lack is beds."
The fat won’t flow into the field of outsiders; if you work for others, they will order you around, not treating you as one of their own, and you could be fired at any moment.
If you work here at the General Headquarters, accommodation and food are provided, and you definitely won’t be at a loss.
"Thank you so much, boss!" The young girl joyfully said.
"No big deal." Allen Zhang waved his hand.
After Dominic finished the recycling work, he came to the room, looking at the products Allen Zhang had put up, he too was surprised, "Where did you get these BMW tires from?"
"Of course, recycled them." Allen Zhang smiled and immediately shared the story about him and Sieg opening blind boxes at the old bank location.
He also took out a box of 1986 Gold Eagle coins, whose price is at least above ten thousand dollars.
Dominic also marveled at the General Sect Leader’s incredible luck and proactively reported to Allen Zhang about the street can work.
The Beggar Gang Disciples are now able to pick up several thousand cans a day, and the General Sect Leader’s pure profit is hundreds of dollars, occasionally hitting a gold coin, finding coco and cigarettes in the treasure chest.
Allen Zhang was in a great mood, he spent 20 US Dollars out of his own pocket, asked David to go to the convenience store next door to buy drinks and desserts, and the four of them ate and talked, resting for about 2 hours.
It wasn’t until the landline phone rang, Dominic went to answer it, listened to the situation described by the caller, and after hanging up, he informed the General Sect Leader.
"There is an on-site recycling job, the client said they want to sell us a self-developed mini Rocket Thrust Launcher and a SGS2-33 two-seater glider. They want us to meet at the suburbs factory to discuss details."
David and Gate got a bit excited after hearing that, "Someone actually wants to sell us a glider? It should be very expensive, right?"
Dominic, having been in charge of the recycling station for several days, had a clear understanding of the market prices of scrap. He’s not only knowledgeable about cans now.
He explained, "The fact that the other party wants to sell their goods to our recycling station, not a pawnshop, indicates that the value of their items is not high, definitely won’t exceed 2000 dollars. Perhaps they already approached the pawnshop but couldn’t accept the offered price, or maybe repairing those items would cost too much, with not much profit involved, so the pawnshop didn’t want to recycle them."
Allen Zhang nodded as he heard this, thinking the same, "Let’s go check it out then."
He initially wanted to keep David and Gate here to watch the door, but seeing that there had been no business for two hours, he simply announced to close early and head to the suburbs for on-site recycling.
He asked David to drive the garbage truck into the yard, lock the gate, and the four of them boarded the Jeep.
Allen Zhang started the vehicle, set the navigation to the location mentioned by the client, left the downtown area, and headed towards the designated location in the suburbs.
It took twenty minutes to arrive at the meeting place, which was a developed private residence with refurbished roads.
Upon arriving, from afar they already saw something covered with a black cloth in the courtyard, vaguely resembling an aircraft.
Allen Zhang parked the Jeep nearby, got out of the car, and not seeing anyone around, he simply asked Dominic to call the other party.
Within a few minutes after the call, they saw a Ford pickup truck driving down the road and parking in front of the yard gate.
A white old man wearing a floral shirt and sunglasses got out, carrying a box in his hand, and warmly waved his hand to greet them.
"Hey! How are you all! Are you the folks from Alfred Waste Recycling Station? Where’s Old Karl?"
"We are indeed from Alfred’s, may I ask if you are the one selling the Rocket Thrust Launcher and the SGS2-33 two-seater glider?"
Dominic expressed surprise, "Old Karl has retired, now we have taken over the recycling station, but we are also good friends with Old Karl."
They too didn’t expect that Old Karl was so well-connected, that people came selling planes also based on his honest operation?
"Well, I did hear a few days ago about his retirement, didn’t think it was true," the old man sadly said, "But no matter, as long as you can give me a reasonable price, I will sell this antique, no matter who it is."