Tijuana Bidding Department: You can even get your hands on attack aircraft? But we don’t have the money to buy them.
Thunderbolt Fire Armored Kingdom: You could take out a loan from the bank, then after success, you confiscate and liquidate all those drug cartels’ assets, distribute the costs among the projects, and wouldn’t that mean you don’t have to pay the money back?
Tijuana Bidding Department: You make a good point. But the banks probably won’t lend us money, as we only have a little over a hundred people at the moment and our armament isn’t sufficient, which is why we’re turning to you for cheap supplies. They have armored vehicles and M4s, imported from the city borders of California.
Thunderbolt Fire Armored Kingdom: Alright, what about armed helicopters? The Little Bird Helicopter, bulletproof version, 1.99 million US Dollars, equipped with a 30mm cannon and a 7.62 machine gun.
Tijuana Bidding Department: We’ll consider it, but our budget for military expenditure is only 5 million US Dollars. We’ve already prepaid a lot.
Thunderbolt Fire Armored Kingdom: Ok, once this deal is done, you can think about whether to purchase it or not.
Jennifer: They’re still considering the purchase. It seems they really want it, but it’s highly likely they don’t have the funds.
Allen Zhang: No worries, when it’s time for delivery we can haul the helicopter over for them to see, they’ll definitely be rooted to the spot once they lay eyes on it. They ordered 500 drones, we don’t have that much in stock, remember to let Sieg know to order inventory online, then hand it over to Qibatu for a retrofit.
Allen Zhang put away his phone, got dressed, washed up, and went downstairs.
Olivia had already prepared breakfast, greeting him warmly, "Dear, come and eat! I made all your favorite hometown dishes!"
Allen Zhang took a glance and commented, "I never said I like the Americanized taste of Chinese food."
But he still sat down to try the flavor of the breakfast, which turned out to be surprisingly not bad. Olivia doesn’t like too much sugar, and her palate isn’t heavy, so the soups and dishes stewed were quite appetizing, in line with human taste buds.
After a simple breakfast, they laughed and chatted while washing the dishes, then walked out hand in hand, embraced and kissed goodbye at the door, before heading off in different directions.
Allen Zhang started the Jeep and drove towards the relevant department in Los Angeles, provided the ranch’s related documents, queued up for a number, and printed out the exploration permit. Then he drove to the Estate Ranch in the countryside.
It took some time, but a few dozen minutes later, he arrived at Green Field Manor, parked the Jeep inside the ranch, got out of the vehicle, and saw Old Karl gathered together with the Beggar Gang Disciples, with the drilling rig platform parked beside them.
"Buddy, you finally made it!"
Old Karl greeted him warmly and showed Allen Zhang the printed permit.
"I went to the department first thing in the morning and got the document printed. How about it, drill on your well or mine first?"
Allen Zhang smiled and said, "Either is fine. Drilling the well requires my rig, but you’ll need to sort out your own pump jack to extract the oil. No need to rush, you might not get anything, considering it seems you’ve got quite a bit of ground water."
"My water resources are spread around 200-300 meters underground, I’m going to extract oil from 500 meters down, which won’t be an issue at all." Old Karl explained.
"Ok, as long as you’re confident, remember to pay the drilling fees."
Allen Zhang nodded his head, not saying anything else, immediately summoned the Beggar Gang Disciples, and drove the platform truck to Old Karl’s ranch, to witness the miracle.
Whether Old Karl’s latter half of life will be wealthy or poor depends on this one move.