America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 382 - 205: Trade_3

No wonder Sieg always says in my ear, you have no idea how ridiculously lucky some people can be, finding money just walking down the street!

I used to be skeptical, but now I believe it.

Has this extravagant wealth finally come my way?

"I’m sure. A friend of mine bought an armed helicopter from an arms dealer not long ago, but his didn’t have a fire control radar and the model was pretty average. I’ve actually been wanting to buy a decent helicopter recently, but I had no idea you’d have one right here, so I might as well just buy from you," the middle-aged man replied.

"May I ask what you do for a living?" Allen Zhang asked tentatively.

"I don’t work."

The middle-aged Caucasian man replied euphemistically: "But the money my dad left me is enough for a lifetime. Every year, I can take out a large sum from the trust fund. He was not only a famous comedian of the last century, but also a kind father."

Clearly, you’re quite the rich second-generation! Your eyes are filled with naive... astuteness!

"The reason I’m buying that Titanic coin is that my wife saw it online while shopping, and she was somewhat tempted to buy it for her collection, so I simply agreed, booked a flight, and flew to Los Angeles. This is my wife Luna," the middle-aged man said with a smile, introducing her, "We currently reside next to Las Vegas in Clark County."

Clark County?

Allen Zhang had never heard of it but perhaps they bred Supermen over there, hence the name.

"If you’re sure you want to buy it, we can transact right now."

Allen Zhang entered the password to open the hangar doors and got Boketu to lend a hand, bringing out the hang-glider for the couple to look over, "Take a look, I’m not sure if it’s to your taste."

"Not bad, this is indeed worth collecting! It’s also very popular over in Asvegas," the man said, pleased with the hang-glider’s exterior and cockpit after just one glance, and decided to spend the money to purchase it.

20,000 US dollars, spent as if it were 2 US dollars.

Is this what being rich is like?

"My people can help ship you to Clark County in Las Vegas, you will just have to reimburse the air freight costs," Allen Zhang suggested, "I’ll take care of the transfer procedures and have the staff mail them to you afterward."

The man refused, "I have a pilot’s license and am perfectly capable of flying long distances, and I can have the hang-glider shipped by a shipping company. Can I transfer the money to you now? Would you prefer a check or a bank transfer?"

"Please deposit the money on this card," Allen Zhang took out the Huasa savings card.

The man glanced at the savings card, made a quick transfer, and Allen Zhang soon received a deposit notification. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

+370,000 US dollars.

This cold, hard cash transaction.

"Ok, the deal is done."

Without any hesitation or delay, the man called over a nearby shipping company to package and transport the hang-glider, hugged his wife, started the Gazelle smoothly, and stylishly took off into the sky.

"..."

Watching the Gazelle fly away, Allen Zhang glanced at the account balance and couldn’t help but lament these damned rich people!

Sieg arrived tardily driving the armored car, greeted them, but suddenly noticed that the atmosphere was off.

He got out of the car immediately, took a glance inside the empty hangar, and was a bit bewildered.

He quickly asked, "Where’s the airplane? Was it stolen?"

"Sold it."

"What?"

Sieg froze for a moment, his mind suddenly felt inadequate. Sold it? To whom?

Allen Zhang put on sunglasses, popped a piece of chewing gum, "Someone splurged 350,000 US dollars and bought the Gazelle directly from me. He wasn’t happy when I didn’t want to sell, what could I do? 150,000 US dollars, wouldn’t you earn it?"

"Of course I would earn it! But I never run into such good luck..."

Sieg felt as if he’d been struck by lightning, also puzzled.

Dammit, you’ve definitely struck it big!!

Boketu, the tough guy standing beside, was silenced, relentlessly smoking, with cigarette butts all over the ground, utterly mystified about how he managed to live through the first half of his life.

Compared to the General Sect Leader’s fortune, he must be the unluckiest fellow!

How could making money be easier than drinking water?

That’s 150,000 US dollars!!

Allen Zhang also marveled, who cares about planes, gazelles, when cold hard US dollars are so much sweeter!

An airplane can be repurchased, but one can earn more when the conscience is lost.

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