Chapter 196: Artworks by Air
After agreeing on the time and place, Zhang Ailan drove to Sanji Bar, preparing to ask Melvin or Qiao Sen to accompany him to Austin to transport the goods.
I sent a message to Jason and asked him to notify his local friends in Austin to take charge of the raid and provide support.
We are unfamiliar with the place in Texas, and with the locals taking care of us, at least there won't be any trouble.
Jason: What did you guys do in Austin?
Zhang Ailun: An employer asked us to escort a batch of goods. As you know, Sig and I now run a gun shop, and many customers hire us for escort tasks. Of course, if your friend has any needs, you can also ask him to come to us to purchase goods, and the price will definitely satisfy him.
Jason: Ok, I have informed my friends. If you need anything, you can call this number, [phone number]. They are quite famous in the local area and have some connections. As long as you pay enough, they can help you.
Zhang Ailun: OK.
We drove to Sanji Bar.
Zhang Ailun got off the car and entered the bar, and found that there were still a lot of people coming and going in the morning. Soothing music was playing in the room, the lights were soft, and there were even some drunkards who did not come back all night and stayed here overnight, or stayed up until morning.
As soon as the old drunkards open their eyes, they call the waiter and order a $5 glass of vodka or a large $2 glass of oatmeal beer to rinse their mouths, and then have the free bread or dessert from the bar and start taking out the horse racing numbers they bought yesterday to watch the show.
This is just another simple meal.
After watching the game, you either earn a day's living expenses or lose everything and curse like crazy.
Table and chair hp-1!
If they have no money, they will not refuse to pay, but will work hard to go out and make money.
Insurance fraud, car accident, petty theft, anyway, these alcoholic old men have lived in Skid Row for most of their lives and are still alive, which shows that the fittest survive, and they are experienced and have plenty of places to make money.
They don't earn much for living expenses. When they earn enough to cover the cost of drinks, they go back to the familiar bar, order a drink to rinse their mouths, and continue to chat with old friends. Life is so carefree, and they have long been accustomed to it.
The bar waiters will not chase them away, and will not even disturb them too much when cleaning. After all, they are all old customers, a living golden signboard, and they only trust the quality of Sanji Bar. They can be called the God of Bar!
During this special period of time, Giss, who had worked the night shift, had just left work and Mary had not yet come to hand over. Zhang Ailun asked the bartender and found out that the other party had asked for leave for something.
Zhang Ailun asked Mary and learned that she was going to the hospital to accompany her boyfriend for a physical examination, so she didn't take it seriously.
After all, they were the small owners and shareholders of the bar, so he had no right to interfere with matters like taking leave. As long as the bar could make stable profits and not delay making money, that was enough. Otherwise, the chief leader would definitely find time to whip the two of them!
I said hello to Melvin and Qiao Sen and called them both to the office.
Open the laptop, enter the password, and log into the bar to check the accounts.
He found that the sales of alcoholic beverages had surged, and he made a profit of about $2800 a day, most of which came from the sales of brandy inventory, and other miscellaneous cheap alcoholic beverages and beer also brought in a net profit of $200.
This is just the profit from the sale of alcoholic beverages. The various gaming machines and facilities in the second half are even more violent. Even though the more violent slot machines and the Baccarat have been cut off at the request of the chief leader, and they no longer cooperate with the street blacks to sell cocoa and leaves, and only the compliant and legal scratch-off and horse racing activities, pool tables and boxing testers are left, but they are still open 24 hours a day and still make at least $7000 in profit every day.
In other words, the recent sales of Sanji Bar have brought in more than 1 US dollars every day. Putting aside the miscellaneous labor, water, electricity expenses and dividend expenses, the chief leader can also make a net profit of about 5000 US dollars.
During this period of time, the net profit belonging to the chief leader as recorded on the books alone is . dollars, which can be withdrawn at any time by taking reasonable tax avoidance measures.
Of course, this is also thanks to Dave teaching them how to reasonably avoid taxes. They don't have to pay a penny, which is why they can make so much money. If it were a normal business, they would have to pay at least half of the tax.
Federal tax, state tax, sales tax, personal tax... If you make $3,000 a week working, you have to pay $1,000 in taxes. If you make $10,000 a day running a store, you can't get away with not paying the highest level of tax! Special industries will have even more taxes.
How can this be called being a boss? Isn't this just being a leek king? Who can survive here without tax evasion?
After checking the accounts, Zhang Allen also told the two about the business he was going to do today. He would take the private plane rented by his employer to escort the goods to Austin, Texas, and asked the two of them who was willing to accompany him.
Qiao Sen took the lead and immediately showed a positive attitude, "Boss, this kind of good thing must be given to me. I know a little bit about driving skills."
"You definitely don't need to fly the plane. You don't have a driver's license." After thinking it over, Zhang Ailun decided to let Qiao Sen accompany him to Austin, and let Melvin stay here to look after the store.
Melvin had no objection to this. The work here was easy, the leader would not treat him unfairly, he could drink for free, and he could also get a salary.
After going out, Zhang Allen took Qiao Sen to the Armed Nation and changed their equipment. There were already customers in the gun store. Jennifer was introducing a semi-automatic pistol to a parent and a high school student.
Zhang Ailun did not disturb her business. He took Qiao Sen to the office on the second floor, asked him to change into professional security equipment, left through the back door, and drove to the agreed location for the mission.
Sadie asked him to take people to the airport in the suburbs to gather, and now he has brought people there to wait. Another message was sent to urge and inquire.
Zhang Ailun: Why are you panicking? Isn't it the scheduled departure time yet? Have you found a professional pilot? I can't fly a plane.
Sadie: I have professionals who can fly those two Cessna 210 private jets. All you have to do is accompany us to Austin and deliver the goods accurately to the other party. As an arms dealer, how can you be successful if you can't fly a plane?
Zhang Ailun: I have professional employees who fly my planes for me. If I have to do everything myself, why would I hire them? Who says that bosses must have special skills? Even real estate bosses can't build walls.
Sadie: OK, why didn't I notice you were so good at making excuses yesterday? I hope you'll always be so eloquent! Come on.
Zhang Ai put away his phone and drove to a small airport in the suburbs. The location was not in the direction of their hangar, but another airport close to the town. Basically, every town with relatively prosperous economic conditions would build such an airport for start-up and stop.
It took dozens of minutes to arrive at the small airport in Rhodes Town. From a distance, two Cessna 210 aircraft were parked there, and there were also a group of Razer motorcycle gang members next to them. One of the tattooed men also made the leader feel familiar.
He parked the Wrangler nearby, walked over fully armed and carrying a tactical bag, and said hello.
"Hey! Dear Juanjin! You are finally here!"
Sadie greeted with a smile.
She has short red hair, wears a small jacket, a white belly-baring shirt, has a tall and hot figure, and her wheat-colored thighs show signs of training. She wears red shoes and colorful socks. She has a longer life than a human being, and her overall outfit looks clean and refreshing.
Zhang Ailun nodded, unmoved, and introduced his colleague Qiao Sen to him.
Yesterday in the bar, she was wearing heavy makeup and her age was hard to tell. She spoke and acted like an experienced person. Now, it seems that she is only in her early twenties, still very young.
Zhang Ailun turned his head to look at the tattooed man next to him and said with a smile: "Hey man, they dug you out of the cupboard? How do you feel?"
The tattooed guy was originally complaining to his boss, talking about how he would teach them a lesson when they arrived, but when he saw the real culprit, he recalled the scene of being beaten and ravaged yesterday, and became timid.
He said aggrievedly: "Don't mention it, now everyone thinks I'm a weakling with no ability."
"Don't bully him, he is our pilot." Sadie stepped forward to protect her younger brother's face.
"Him?" Zhang Ailun was a little skeptical that a guy who liked to play with others could fly a real plane. He thought there would be professional pilots, but they were all members of the motorcycle gang. He should have called Bailey earlier. These motorcycle gangs are really unreliable.
"Don't underestimate me, I've flown a plane since I was 14. I was the one who did all the cargo transportation before." The tattooed man was a little dissatisfied, "I have a professional certificate."
"Let me make it clear in advance that I will not be on the same plane with him," Zhang Ailun said, not caring whether he was a professional or not.
"Sure." Sadie nodded, flicked her hair, and said with a smile: "You can definitely sit on the same plane with me to protect me!"
Zhang Ailun said: "Ma'am, I don't think you need anyone's protection at all."
"Just call me Sadie. Aren't we friends now?" Sadie said.
“Not everyone can be my friend,” Zhang Ailun replied, “We are just partners.”
He showed the toughness of a Sigma man. Qiao Sen standing next to him was full of admiration.
If it were him, he would have licked it long ago.
"It doesn't matter. We'll have plenty of time to get to know each other in the future." Sadie said appreciatively.
"Have you loaded all your goods onto the plane?" Zhang Ailun changed the subject again, took a look at the beautifully packaged boxes on the plane, and asked, "Are you sure they are all human body molds?"
"In fact, there are some sporting goods. But they are all legal and compliant and have passed security checks. You don't have to worry." Sadie said: "I also help people transport goods for a living. We should be considered colleagues."
"If you are just escorting ordinary goods, then you should be working with the people from the mail company." Zhang Ailun glanced at the time and saw that it was time to leave, so he urged them to get ready and asked Qiao Sen to get on the plane.
"Boss, why do I feel like this female client is interested in you?" Qiao Sen took the time to get close to the chief leader and whispered, "I heard from Xige that her family seems to be very rich!"
"There are so many people who are interested in me. Do I have to have anything to do with them?" Zhang Ailun said unhappily, "Her family background means she is not the same as us. She is only suitable for doing business. Why does Xige tell you everything? I will teach him a lesson when I see him again."
Qiao Sen was also very sorry to see this.
After boarding the private plane, Sadie waved goodbye to the other motorcycle gang members. Soon the pilot started the plane, and the propellers on the wings began to rotate at high speed. It rushed along the airport runway, quickly took off, retracted the wheels, and flew steadily in the sky.
This is not the first time that Zhang Ailun has taken a plane, but it has to be said that the experience of flying on an expensive multi-seat private plane is indeed much better than that of flying on a glider.
Looking down, the small town below seemed to become smaller, and soon we were traveling across the suburbs and city of Los Angeles.
The aircraft's radar navigation system issued a warning tone: "The total distance to the local destination is 1 hour and 58 minutes. The route and open airspace for low-altitude flight have been planned for you."
"There are still about two hours left, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery." Sadie, who was sitting in the front seat, said leisurely, and took out two pieces of fruit gummies and handed them to the chief leader, "What flavor do you like?"
"The blueberry flavor is pretty good." Zhang Ailun said after taking a look.
"Ok, I like strawberry flavor." Sadie smiled.
Have you always liked awkward conversations?
Zhang Ailun simply put on his goggles, closed his eyes and rested, asking Qiao Sen to wake him up when he arrived.
Seeing that he had no desire to chat, Sadie tactfully said nothing more, connected to the airplane wifi, and lowered her head to play with her phone.
Zhang Ailun took a look and thought, damn, it’s Genshin Impact.
With his eyes closed and opened again, he quickly crossed several hundred kilometers. Qiao Sen also woke Zhang Ailun up, "Boss, wake up, we are almost there."
Zhang Allen stretched and looked at the scenery outside the window. They were about to arrive at Austin, the capital of Texas, but now they seemed to be in a suburban town? It was still some distance away from downtown Austin.
The pilot contacted the airport in the small town in advance and received a response that he could land, so he began to slow down, downshift, and dive down.
Accompanied by a change in gravity in the cabin, it was like riding an elevator, with a brief intracranial hypertension, and then I landed steadily on the tarmac.
"Aren't we going to the airport in the city? Why come here?" After waiting for a smooth landing, Zhang Ailun asked in confusion.
"We don't need to enter the city. After we get off the plane, my people will drive to the city to hand over the body-cast artworks to the shopping mall. All you have to do is follow me to hand over the sports equipment to the local black gym." Sadie explained.
Sporting goods, black gym.
They are all sensitive words.
Zhang Ailun didn't say much, opened the cabin, and took Qiao Sen off the plane.
As soon as we landed, we felt a heat wave and the air was a little humid. The geographical climate was not much different from that in Los Angeles. This is what the West Coast is like.
I asked about Sadie's delivery location and how to get there.
Sadie replied, "We can rent a car. There's a car rental shop nearby. We did that the last few times."
"It's not that troublesome. I happen to know some locals who will arrange a car to pick us up," said Zhang Ailun.
It's time to show my strength to my employer and let her know that the $8 is not earned in vain.
I took out my cell phone and called Jason's friends. Someone answered the phone soon and a voice came: "Hey! Hello, this is Jimmy."
"Hello, I'm a friend introduced by Jason. You can call me Juanjin."
"Hey man, I've heard of you! Jason has told me to treat you well and help you solve some troubles. What's the matter, are you in trouble now?" Jimmy asked enthusiastically.
"It's nothing troublesome. I just have a batch of sporting goods that I need to trade with some black people, but I don't know if they are reliable. We need a few vehicles now. Can you handle it?" Zhang Ailun said.
"Okay, no problem! Where are you now? I'll bring someone to pick you up right away." Jimmy said readily.
Zhang Ailun took a look at the town's airport and told him the coordinates.
"Ok! We'll be there soon!"
After hanging up the phone, Sadie was a little surprised, "Do you know any local gangs in Austin?"
"My friends know them. Some of my business partners seem to have some connections in the local area." Zhang Ailun replied, "But I don't know if they are reliable."
Sadie felt relieved to see that he had arranged everything in order.
(End of this chapter)
