Chapter 280 Royal Family
After flying the plane back to the Los Angeles airport, Bailey was responsible for filling up the private plane with fuel and driving it back to the suburban hangar for storage, while Zhang Ailun took a car back to the Newport villa.
At this time, his friends had already fallen asleep, so he just said hello to them, packed up briefly, and went upstairs to rest.
Silent all night.
The next day.
Zhang Ailun woke up from his sleep, stretched, and felt refreshed. He took out his mobile phone and checked the time. It was already noon, and Jennifer and the others should have gone to work.
He got up, dressed, washed up, and went downstairs to see food on the dining table. Xige and two Beggar Gang disciples were also eating.
Seeing the chief leader coming downstairs, he also greeted him enthusiastically, "Boss, come and eat quickly, the breakfast has just been heated up."
Zhang Ailun greeted a few people, sat down at the dining table, drank a glass of milk, and took out his mobile phone to check the daily intelligence.
[Daily Intelligence: Your friend Madison's fireworks party on a private island caused a riot in the early hours of last night. The CIA arrested the shareholders of Blue Pharmaceutical Company who were suspected of illegal operation and selling banned drugs. Madison was personally accused of harboring and was invited by the CIA to Los Angeles for tea, but he will not face long imprisonment.]
[Daily Intelligence: Your friend Colonel Wood is about to be transferred and retired, and he urgently needs to sell the seven Black Hawk helicopters at the military base. However, the CIA's rash visit last night has caused him to be targeted by federal investigators, who suspect him of illegal operations and underground arms transactions. The FBI has now sent an audit investigator to a small town near the military base to secretly investigate Colonel Wood's private transactions. They have decided to arrest and accuse him after he retires. You can choose to go to Colonel Wood's house to trade with him and remind him to give him some help.]
[Daily Intelligence: The international fraudster you captured is currently undergoing labor reform in the Kiliya Mountains and is in good condition. You may be able to notify the Central African royal family and give the fraudster who has disgraced the royal family to them. You may receive some random rewards, such as shipping storage containers from Central Africa to the west coast or cash rewards.]
[Daily Intelligence: Parker has a new contract bidding order. The waste recycling center has 100 tons of high-quality electronic waste to be processed. The price of old cable boxes is $ per pound, old computers are $ per pound, landline phones are $ per pound, printers are $ per pound, and large-screen LCD TVs and monitors are $ per pound. Among them are valuable items, including pornographic videotapes produced by Playboy Films from 1960 to 1989, starring famous porn stars Kelly Trump and Lisa Ann. Many rich people will like to collect them. ]
[Daily Intelligence: Alfred and several recycling stations have recycling missions. Several customers are preparing to sell a nuclear reactor power generation device that has been collected in private storage for many years, a small private satellite developed by Mayweather Company and Rocket Lab, and an Imirakite iron meteorite. ]
No, buddy. You're selling nuclear reactors? You're using them to generate electricity?
If you hadn't told me, I would have thought you were a talented person from Florida!
Zhang Ailun couldn't understand it, but was greatly shocked. He searched for small private satellites and found that this thing is really good. In order to protect their personal privacy, rich people basically choose to launch their own private satellites. The law also allows commercial companies and individuals to send private satellites into orbit, but they need to apply for a license from the FCC. After the FCC approves the application, you can launch your own private satellite.
[Daily Intelligence: The private rebel forces in Tijuana launched a confrontation operation in the early hours of last night, using bombing drones and bird attack helicopters purchased from the Thunderbolt Armed Nation, killing 14 high-ranking members of the drug cartel and causing 167 casualties. At the cost of 6 casualties, 7 military vehicles were destroyed, and supplies, drugs, and various types of military equipment were seized. The group's division of labor was annihilated, greatly boosting morale. ]
Zhang Ailun put away his phone, finished his fried eggs and bread, solved the breakfast problem, and left the dishes to Sig to wash. He asked a few people: "Where did Zorro go? Has he gotten up and left?"
"No, that guy is still sleeping. He is a gambler and alcoholic. He thinks Sanji Bar is too formal and the games are not exciting enough, so he went to the underground casinos and clubs in the suburbs and rural towns to play games. He didn't come back until the early hours of yesterday morning, even later than us."
Sig was speechless: "This is not Laredo. I doubt this guy wants to play Russian roulette with others."
"Don't worry about him. This kid is very tough. Just don't cause any trouble."
After hearing this, Zhang Ailun didn't care too much. After resting for a while, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the Beggars' Sect disciples in the Kiliyad Mountains, asking them to pack up those black men and send them back home.
I found Blitz and asked him to contact the wealthy royal family of Central Africa and sent him an email to say hello.
Blitz also quickly dealt with these matters and officially informed them that he had recently arrested several scammers who were pretending to be wealthy people from Central Africa and defrauding people in Las Vegas. The other party wanted to continue to commit fraud in Malaysia, but fortunately they were stopped by them.
The royal and wealthy people in Central Africa also feel very angry: What did they do?
Blitz: They colluded with the casino staff to deliberately lose money in the casino, and pawned some fake goods to the pawnshop owner, causing him to go bankrupt. At least tens of millions of dollars were defrauded.
Central African Royal Family: Man, I'm asking how much money they lost before they needed to mortgage something?
Blitzcrank also feels that their focus is different from that of ordinary people?
You don't care about how they pretend to be someone else to cheat them out of money, but instead you care about how much money they lost?
Blitz: They lost at least 40 million and owed the casino 20 million.
Central African royal tycoon: Only 5 million? Only million? They sold their property for million? Oh! Shit! This is an insult to us!! We will never sell our property for million. We can easily buy a private jet worth more than million US dollars! Where are they? I must teach them a lesson!!
Zhang Ailun was also shocked.
Although I know you are rich and own a mine at home, you are too powerful.
Rich people in China and Africa expressed anger because the other party committed fraud and spent too little money.
If the other party spends more, do they still feel proud?
This may be the way truly rich people think.
The Central African royal family said that although they are not as good as the oil tycoons in the Middle East and have indeed fallen on hard times in recent years, their family still has some foundation. Little lions, little leopards, private grasslands, big villas, and big gold mines are all basic operations.
Let alone tens of millions, even if I lost hundreds of millions of dollars, it would be impossible for me to get angry. It wouldn't hurt at all.
Short of money? Just hire someone to mine for diamonds.
Central Africa is indeed very poor, but it is the lower class people who are poor. What does this have to do with their royal families and wealthy people?
They have plenty of money!!
Zhang Ailun seemed to see the heroic spirit of the old black man from Central Africa. He immediately asked Blitz to tell the other party that the fraudsters were staying well with them and could be shipped by air or sea at any time for them to sign for, but the fee needed to be paid.
Rich man from China and Africa: We just happen to have a batch of sea goods to be transported to Los Angeles. You can directly contact our sea freight staff in Los Angeles and send people to them. We can pay you a reward. By the way, we will give you a small gift.
Britz: This is the official website of our Hamberg Foundation. You can choose to support our charity.
Rich people in Central Africa: The life and death of white people on the West Coast has nothing to do with me. Are there any black people from Africa among the homeless people you support?
Britz: Of course, no matter their race or skin color, as long as they are in need, we will provide them with charitable help and support. We have currently helped hundreds of homeless people find jobs!
Chinese and African tycoons: I admire your approach and will support you.
Then, ten minutes later, the leader received a charitable donation from Central Africa.
I took a look and it was like, $100 million?
Okay, okay, it still has to be you.
But is this $100 million just to send away beggars? Do you think the leader has no money?
You speak so arrogantly, I thought I had met a golden pair of bros, but I didn't expect you guys to be so useless.
These black guys are really unreliable. To be honest, they are just average.
(Put the money in your pocket and pull up your pants)
Fortunately, the other party was prepared to give them a storage container gift. But what good things could be in a container from Central Africa? Local specialties?
This kind of maritime trade is no longer popular these days. Zhang Ailun put away his phone, called Sig and the Beggars' Sect disciples, went out and got on the Rolls-Royce Cullinan, and went to the southern port area of Luo to meet the other party.
They arrived at the southern port soon. Zhang Ailun used the contact information left by the wealthy Central African man to contact the person in charge of shipping and warehousing. The Beggar Gang disciples also escorted people over from the Kiliyad Mountains.
"These are the international fraudsters. We haven't treated them unfairly."
Zhang Ailun handed the goods to the staff of China-Africa Shipping, who was also a black man. After confirming his identity, he immediately waved his hand and escorted the man onto the ship, and then brought the chief leader and several others to their F2 warehouse area.
After opening the warehouse door, there were many containers inside. Lao Hei, the shipping warehouse supervisor, introduced them. "These are the rare items we transported from Central Africa. We had agreed with the buyers and paid them, but they didn't come to pick up the goods on time. You can choose a warehouse to take away. No matter what's inside, it's yours."
"That's great, but I'm not sure what's inside. Can't you tell me in advance?" Zhang Ailun said, "What if there are contraband and bombs inside?"
"The contents inside are roughly the same. There are no dangerous items like you think, otherwise they would not be transported here." The black supervisor said, pointing to the blue container and said, "There should be some medicinal materials with drug extraction value in them, as well as some ordinary mountain and sea products. We are engaged in a regular escort business. There is no possibility of contraband."
Zhang Ailun took a few glances and immediately picked a red container at random, "This is it."
Sig also took the pliers from the staff and pried open the door lock. After opening it, an indescribable smell emanated.
Zhang Ailun took a look and found that the wooden box was filled with vacuum-packed plastic bags. He picked up something he didn't recognize and asked in confusion, "What is this? Bark? Grass roots? Honeysuckle?"
"Sir, these are good stuff. Angora bark, Kenyan white tea, wild sea cucumbers and isinglass." The black supervisor introduced patiently.
"What use do I have for this thing?" Zhang Ailun shook his head and threw it back, ready to let Sig and the others go back and deal with it.
“It can improve sexual performance.”
Lao Hei then continued, "People over there basically drink water soaked in Angora bark. They have been drinking it since they were young. After drinking it, they can play games with two women at the same time without feeling tired, for at least an hour at a time. The rich here also choose to buy this product. A bag of bark costs at least a thousand dollars."
Zhang Ailun's expression changed instantly. He looked at the box full of bark and recognized its function and value. "I think this thing is pretty good. I'll take it."
He immediately waved his hand and asked Sig and the others to transport the things to the van and send them to the New Port Villa.
It just so happened that the leader was planning to take care of his body recently, and this kind of health product really came at the right time, which was like icing on the cake.
"What is this?" Zhang Ailun opened another wooden box, took a look, and found that it was actually dark crocodile skin?
There was also a fuzzy lion-head rug, eight African elephant tusks and a few geoduck-like reproductive organs.
"These should be the local specialties ordered by the customers, lion fur, cheetah and elephant breeding organs, including ivory." Lao Hei introduced: "These are all pure African wild crocodile skins with excellent texture. They can be used to make wallets and backpacks. Lion fur can be used to make carpets. Many customers are willing to place orders to buy them, and the market price is not cheap. These are hunted through regular private grassland hunting grounds and can be used for trading. It is not illegal to be able to transport them from the port to here."
"..."
Or maybe it has to be you guys.
This thing is always a best-seller no matter when, but most of the time it is out of stock.
Zhang Ailun also chose to accept it with pleasure and asked Sig to take it back and hang it at home for collection.
The difference between illegal and legal is actually no difference. One is labeled as privately raised and is only provided for trading by wealthy people, while the other is wild and needs to be protected, but in fact, isn’t it still wild?
It can't be that Lao Hei gave birth to him.
After loading all the items in the warehouse into the car, Zhang Ailun chatted with the black supervisor for a few words, waved goodbye, and turned to leave the port area.
After driving back to the villa, the chief leader immediately asked Sig to open the Angora bark, grind it into powder, and soak it in water with isinglass and other aphrodisiacs to test its efficacy.
"Do you feel anything?" Ten minutes later, Zhang Ailun looked at Sig.
"Boss, I don't feel anything."
Sig was a little confused and drank two large cups in a row. "This thing should just be a gimmick and actually have no use, right?"
Zhang Ailun didn't care about it after hearing that. After Zorro got up, he gave him a glass of bark water. After drinking it, he smacked his lips, also indicating that he didn't feel anything.
"Forget it, let's get busy. Sig and the others follow me." Zhang Ailun sighed when he saw that there was no effect, but he still took it without believing it and chewed a piece of raw bark.
After going out, he took out his mobile phone and contacted Colonel Wood, telling him that he had time to visit the military base today. After receiving a response from the other party, he drove to the Flores Military Region.
After driving for an hour, we arrived at a small town near the Flores Military Region.
The Rolls-Royce Cullinan stopped on the side of the road and the residents of the town looked at it curiously.
Sig stopped the car, hunched over, his face flushed, sweat on his forehead, pushed the door and got out, frantically looking for a toilet to solve the problem.
"Fxxk! Boss, there is no public toilet here. What should I do?" Sig was a little overwhelmed.
"Can't you just find a motel and solve the problem?" Zhang Ailun replied with a ruddy face: "I won't pay for you, you have to order takeout yourself. There must be special service personnel here."
I looked back at the pile of bloody toilet paper thrown on the driver's seat and my nose started bleeding.
He looked at Sig meaningfully, "Young man, you are too weak to be nourished. Who told you to drink several cups of bark water in one breath and eat fish glue and sea cucumber? Those things are powerful!"
If you don’t have the physique of a national football team, would you dare to eat wild sea cucumbers?
I'll kill you.
(End of this chapter)
