Allen Zhang woke up in the guest room of the mountaintop villa, feeling refreshed.
He checked his phone and saw the headline news in Little Rock, which mentioned yesterday’s casino heist, involving more than a dozen thugs!
Then he opened the Daily Intelligence and glanced at the latest message.
[Daily Intelligence: The three luxury cars at your Old Pick’s repair shop have been modified and are ready. The client has paid the deposit and they need to be delivered in batches to the designated location for the transaction.]
[Daily Intelligence: The boss of Armed Nation on West Street is putting a gun shop up for consignment. It includes heavy weapons access, supply channels, and trading qualifications, with an additional small hangar at the suburban airport as a bonus. You can buy it at a low price if you talk with him.]
[Daily Intelligence: Mark at Mike’s Mod Shop has finished modifying your SGS2-33 two-seater glider and it’s ready for pickup.]
[Daily Intelligence: Under your masterful planning, the Layton Brothers have carried out a retaliatory cleansing of the black-owned mod shop and tire store in the suburbs of Little Rock, forcing them to shut down. Little Rock police got involved in the investigation, but the Layton Brothers paid to smooth things over with the officials, and the local station, not wanting to stir public opinion, suppressed the news.]
[Daily Intelligence: The vicious incident at the casino in Little Rock caused a loss of 26 million US dollars and created a sensation. Insiders revealed that the Bowhead Whale Organization orchestrated the heist, gaining you quite a bit of attention and fame. Insiders have taken interest in the Bowhead Whale Organization and new business may come your way soon. Details: Filipino shareholders have posted bounties in the Black Market seeking revenge against Bowhead Whale. Stockholders from Ansa managed to settle the matter through connections. There will be a frenzy of retaliatory actions between them in the coming time, but it will not affect your life.]
Allen pondered, put away his phone, dressed, washed up, and grabbed a bunch of crystal grapes from the table, eating them as he left.
Going downstairs, he saw Old Jack and Old Earl were there, but Sieg and Bailey hadn’t woken up.
Last night was quite a night for Sieg – the guy must’ve had a blast! The General Sect Leader saw several fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged models pulling Sieg upstairs last night. But as they say, land doesn’t get exhausted, only the oxen die. This lad must be out of juice.
That’s far more tiring than flying solo.
The shareholders from the casino had counted yesterday’s revenue and settled the cash for them. Stacks of US dollars were laid out on the table.
The stolen share rights and dividend agreement could have been renegotiated and handled privately. But they were stubborn and refused to acknowledge the Filipino shareholder’s dividend rights, which cornered the monkey.
But this had nothing to do with Bowhead Whale. They didn’t even know who was in the organization, thinking there really were more than a dozen people?
At best, Bowhead Whale had only one person right now, Old Jack. Old Earl and his grandson Mike were just candidates, who would retire happily after this job. When the next job would come along was anyone’s guess.
Old Jack was smoking in the hall and greeted the General Sect Leader warmly as he came downstairs: "How was last night? My God, I could hear those models screaming even from two rooms away! You are amazing! You’ve got some of my youthful charm!"
"You mean, you had nine inches in your youth? And could play a friendly match for an hour?"
Allen teased with a quip, walked over to sit on the couch, toying with a stack of US Dollar cash.
That’s over a million US dollars!
More than what most people would earn in a lifetime. Just laying there on the table, all theirs.
Old Jack sheepishly said, "Nine inches? An hour? Buddy, even with drugs, I couldn’t last that long. You’re quite the vigorous beast. What did you eat to grow up? When I saw those models come down this morning, they looked so exhausted they could barely walk."
Now you’ve had your fill of foreign sausage.
"How much money is here?"
Allen didn’t want to engage in such far-fetched talk and turned his head to look at the money on the table, asking.
"There’s a total of 1.6 million US dollars! Because yesterday we brought them more than ten million in paper currency, plus that more valuable share rights, of course they were happy to give us more dividends," said Old Jack. "But don’t forget, I have a 30% share of that."
"Weren’t you only asking for three hundred thousand?" Allen was surprised. "With that money, you could completely retire."
Old Jack said with an unfazed expression: "What three hundred thousand? Did I say that? What’s that small amount good for? With so much money earned this time, of course, I want to earn some retirement money while I’m still young and able. Counting on my worthless son for my retirement, I’d rather jump into the river and drown myself now!"
"It seems your family relations aren’t very harmonious." Allen had already learned about Old Jack’s family connections. Although he was a classic family man who deeply loved his family, he had a rebellious son, a disobedient daughter, and a wife with whom he often fought.
Due to some experiences in the early years, relations weren’t very pleasant. The couple had long since lived separate lives, but they still managed to get by; Old Jack had not been cuckolded.
It seems to share some similarities with the family background of some old acquaintance.