America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 320 - 185: My Rocket Launcher is Also a Sniper

The General Sect Leader spent some time at the car workshop and test drove three luxury cars. Blitz sent another message as well.

Blitz: I’ve received the dividend! 250,000 US Dollars! It’s really a huge sum of money! I could never earn this much even if I helped Jason sell sorghum seeds or managed Simone’s distribution websites for a lifetime.

Allen Zhang: You’re underestimating Jason and Simone’s capabilities; they’re just getting started, but they make hundreds of dollars a day. This is high risk, high reward.

Blitz: I’ve already instructed the buyers to wait at designated locations in the district, [coordinates], one is at a tire and car wash on Highway 269 in the suburbs; a few people will be there waiting to make the final payment and pick up their cars. Another is at a suburban service station where a truck with the license plate number [FDZ★6657] will be parked; you just need to hand over the car and collect the final payment there. The last one is at Rocky Beach in the suburbs; some country youths will be buying cars next to the gas station.

Allen Zhang: Is that license plate from Texas?

Blitz: Yes, they like to use a star in the top left corner as the state license plate symbol, and there’s some nonsensical little black dot in the middle. California features a whale’s tail and the ocean, and most local cars in Los Angeles start with AF.

Allen Zhang: Ok, I’ll send someone to deliver the cars right now.

The General Sect Leader, not completely trusting his underlings with this big deal, decided to follow the cars himself. He had Jason bring back the Jeep that was parked on West Street and called over a Beggar Gang disciple with excellent driving skills.

Soon, Jason came with Melvin and that Beggar Gang disciple; they took the car keys and got into three cars, forming a convoy to the suburbs.

Since it was on the way, Allen Zhang also drove the Jeep, following behind them.

Leaving the city and following the route planned by Blitz’s navigation, it took them tens of minutes to reach the tire and car wash on Highway 296.

Three luxury cars and the Jeep stopped nearby, quickly drawing the attention of the staff inside, and a slightly overweight middle-aged man came out from the inside.

He noticed the Corvette immediately and waved with a big smile: "Hey! This is the car I ordered!"

Allen Zhang got out of the car to greet him, checking the person’s introduction on his phone from Blitz, "Are you Risen? Hello, I’m the owner of Old Pick’s Auto Workshop."

"That’s right, it’s the Corvette I ordered online, and you really modified it to my specifications! It’s so cool, dude!" Risen circled around the car, admiring the sky blue paint, and could not help but laugh loudly.

"Can I take it for a test drive?" Risen asked.

"After you’ve made the final payment, it’s all yours; you can drive it however you want."

Allen Zhang said, "This kind of car is very much in demand, and its market price after modification is at least around eighty thousand US dollars. It’s only in the underground car dealership that you could buy it for seventy thousand."

"Dude, it looks extremely cool from the outside, but who knows about the performance, I paid a few thousand dollars for the deposit," Risen said.

Allen Zhang couldn’t argue with him, since there were still two cars to be delivered, so he simply also let Jason sit in the passenger seat to accompany the client for a round on the highway.

The client got into the car eagerly, with Jason sitting beside him, teaching and supervising him by hand. The car quickly started, and once the accelerator was pressed, it sped off into the distance, with the tail lights vanishing from sight.

"Is that your boss?" As Allen Zhang saw the client getting excited and knew he wouldn’t return for five or six minutes, he simply entered the tire shop and glanced around the interior.

"He’s someone our boss knows, a regular customer who frequently comes to our shop," one of the tire shop staff answered, looking at the parked Maserati and Bumblebee outside, exclaiming, "Those cars must be worth tens of thousands of dollars at least; where did this guy get the money?"

"Who knows, maybe he won the lottery. Or perhaps sold his country house," another employee joked.

Hearing their conversation, Allen Zhang was indifferent about the buyer’s source of income; as long as they could pay, it did not matter how the money was made.

It wasn’t long before the Corvette was driven back and parked alongside the road; Risen got out of the car, still beaming, "The power of this car has indeed been tuned very nicely!"

The car’s power was actually just so-so.

The Beggar Gang disciple who worked on it didn’t really make any tuning, just modified its appearance.

Seeing that the client was inexpert, Allen Zhang did not expose him, only asking him to pay up quickly, "The car’s been delivered to you, we have other business to attend to; may we proceed with the final payment, sir?"

"Of course, can I pay with both cash and online banking? After all, no ordinary person would be foolish enough to carry tens of thousands of dollars in cash around," Risen chuckled.

Hey buddy, who are you kidding!

The General Sect Leader was somewhat displeased right away, as he had nearly three hundred thousand US Dollars in cash in his car.

"Yes," Allen Zhang provided his bank card.

The client transferred the amount honestly, then paid two thousand dollars in cash to the General Sect Leader.

Seeing the deposit notification, Allen Zhang also shook his hand happily, "Transaction complete, it’s been a pleasure doing business!"

After a wave, he simply drove off, continuing on to the next transaction location.

They quickly arrived at the service area and saw the Texas-plated truck in the parking lot. Allen Zhang let Melvin go over to communicate with them while he himself sat in the car, blowing the breeze and resting.