Allen Zhang immediately relayed the message to Blitz and took the opportunity to inquire about the customers’ intentions to buy.
Blitz: Someone did reserve those three vehicles in advance. I didn’t expect them to be so sought-after. The buyers have agreed to trade in the suburbs, and once the vehicles are ready, we can contact them. They are all coming from out of town, three different groups each with their own forces, arriving in trucks to collect.
Allen Zhang: Are they reliable? They won’t screw us over by pulling a fast one when they get here, will they?
Blitz: They shouldn’t have the guts to do that. But the guys I found, although they sell and ship out fast, they also come from rather complicated backgrounds in the circle.
Allen Zhang: No worries, Los Angeles is our turf. These out-of-towners, no matter how brazen, wouldn’t dare to launch a terror attack in the city center.
Blitz: We’ve also dealt with the jewelry. The gold is valued at 90 thousand US Dollars, and the other pieces of jewelry are worth around 106 thousand US Dollars. You took a necklace worth over four thousand US Dollars yesterday, so the total value comes to almost two hundred thousand US Dollars. The other party has already paid the deposit. We need to deliver goods worth a hundred thousand dollars to the countryside.
Allen Zhang: Ok, I will arrange this matter. Are you sure that boss is reliable?
Blitz: Someone from the industry introduced him, I haven’t met him personally.
Allen Zhang: So, not very reliable then?
Blitz: Where there’s gain there’s motive, deals in this line of work are never one hundred percent certain. I’m also unsure.
Allen Zhang: Alright. There’s a really lucrative task—do you want in? One million two hundred thousand US Dollars, a 20% bonus!
Blitz: What kind of job justifies such a high price? Zero-Dollar Purchase? Are you robbing a bank or casino?
Allen Zhang: Correct answer!
Blitz: Cut it out! I’m a law-abiding citizen! Are you trying to send me to the grave? I’m on the Ministry of Defense’s blacklist!
Allen Zhang: What if you’re paid by someone from the casino to stage a performance? It would be considered squaring things up! Isn’t your issue old news by now? It’s been so many years, and everything is so messed up nowadays, who would still be hounding you? There’s a whole new crowd at the top, they’re probably filthy rich, retired in mansions with eighteen-year-old blondes and sipping sparkling wine.
Blitz: You make a good point! Maybe I’ll consider it. If it’s hacking, I wouldn’t have to show my face, I could handle it remotely. But I would need to scope out the casino beforehand.
Allen Zhang: That’s very fortunate, we’re going to escort some armed equipment to Wells Fargo Bank in Palm Valley, and on our way back, we can swing by the casino in Little Rock. Is there anything I can help you with?
Blitz: I’ll contact you when the time comes. I’m still weighing whether I should take this job, it’s quite risky.
Allen Zhang: Ok. Actually, don’t worry, as long as you don’t reveal any of your own information, we should be fine. Those ruffians are not to be trifled with, but I’ve already got dirt on him. You might want to check out the old news about the [Little Rock Casino Robbery] from years ago.
After arranging his affairs, Allen Zhang put away his phone, got up to wash up. He woke Jennifer and they went downstairs for breakfast.
Olivia had already prepared breakfast, which was laid out on the table, and said with a smile, "Let’s eat! I don’t know if it’s to your liking, Snow White!"
Jennifer happily took a bite of her sandwich and thanked her, "Thank you so much. My dear stepmother."
Allen Zhang looked odd but was not surprised by their conversation. Yesterday, Olivia was somewhat shocked by Jennifer’s figure, claiming she had never seen such pale skin.
Especially after applying a layer of essential oil, it was dazzlingly white!
A single white tiger could devour the General Sect Leader, not to mention adding a red-haired witch to the mix.
Even the mighty General Sect Leader felt a bit overwhelmed.
After finishing the meal.
Allen Zhang took some time to rest and recuperate. Dominic also sent him a message, telling him that someone was interested in the Rocket Thrust Launcher, wanting to check it out at the recycling station, possibly willing to offer five thousand US Dollars to buy it.
Allen Zhang: You can handle that yourself.