America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 213 - 148: You Already Have a Way to Die_3

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Chapter 213: Chapter 148: You Already Have a Way to Die_3

If the other recycling stations know what’s good for them, they should now give up the profit from street cans in the Fifth District and focus primarily on communities and other side businesses.

Allen Zhang now just wants to play it safe, slowly develop at his base, and when he has the funds, he can go plant flags in other blocks, open several more recycling stations, and use this as a center to radiate outward, recruiting people. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

Allen Zhang also told Dominic to inform the Beggar Gang Disciples that the cans they hoard can now be directly taken to the recycling station, but of course, the price won’t be too high, otherwise, the General Sect Leader really wouldn’t make any money.

The price Old Karl used to offer was based on the daily market fluctuations, that is, other recycling stations would pay, and he would pay an extra 0.2-0.3 cents.

After reducing the profit by 0.x cents, it will attract more people to sell cans to him.

The price of selling a can for 5 cents to recycling stations, which then sell to Pike Resource Company for 6-8 cents per can, allows Old Karl to earn a stable 2-3 cents per can after buying them for 5 cents.

But according to what Old Karl mentioned, they would still need to pay the transportation outsourcing drivers of Pike Resource Recycling Company 0.5-1 cents per can, plus daily fluctuating surcharges, which means the actual profit for 2000 cans is about 140 US dollars.

Before, the Beggar Gang Disciples sold cans, and for every 2000 cans they could get 100 US dollars, with the General Sect Leader taking 20 dollars.

But starting today, for every additional 2000 cans the Beggar Gang Disciples collect, the General Sect Leader can not only get a 20-dollar cut from them but also an extra profit of about 40 dollars.

Considering Dominic’s workload is substantial, Allen Zhang has also decided to give him 5 dollars, and keep 20+35 dollars profit for himself.

Either way, being a boss is good.

As long as the Beggar Gang Disciples work hard, the life of the General Sect Leader will get increasingly sweeter!

The good days are still ahead.

Time quickly arrived at the afternoon.

Allen Zhang received a notification from Mary to hand over all the duties of the recycling station to Dominic, and drove to 459 Rowena District, South District Court.

Upon arrival, he found Mary and her colleague Guise already waiting there; seeing the Jeep arrive, they enthusiastically waved.

Allen Zhang, wearing sunglasses, got out of the car and hugged Mary and Guise one by one, "Isn’t the auction starting in another fifteen minutes? You’ve been waiting here already?"

"We haven’t been waiting long, anyway, we haven’t been working these past few days, besides eating, drinking, and having fun, we’ve been trying to gather funds for the auction."

Mary said with a smile: "There’s good news: there aren’t as many people participating in the auction as we thought, which means there’s a very good chance we can buy the bar at a lower price, provided no one goes crazy and ups their bid during the process."

"That is indeed good news." Allen Zhang nodded, willing to spend less money to buy the bar, as no one wants to spend sixty thousand dollars or even more.

Moreover, the bar has a daunting history, the staff died several times, and each time it was a fatal incident, who would dare to buy that?

Those with money aren’t interested, those without can’t afford it.

Guise glanced enviously at the Jeep, lamented: "I should have pushed Mary aside and gone up myself back then."

If Mary weren’t right next to him, he might have plainly shown his intention to Allen Zhang.

What could a life-long innocent General Sect Leader say?

After chatting for a few more moments, preparing to enter and find seats, Allen Zhang suddenly noticed a tall, thin Caucasian youth next to him, with a sigh-worthy stubble and acne on his face, hunched over playing a game on his phone.

Allen Zhang glanced and blurted, "Genshin Impact."

"Who’s this?"

"My boyfriend, he isn’t working today and came along with us." Mary helplessly spread her hands and then tugged at his ear, "Can you stop playing games? Mind the surroundings, okay?"

"ok." The man reluctantly put away his phone, stood up, and sized up Allen Zhang.

He thought, other than being a bit more handsome, a bit more masculine, and a bit richer, there isn’t anything impressive about him.

Regretfully shifting his gaze from the Jeep, he extended his hand, "Hello, my name is Hope, Mary’s boyfriend."

"Hanberger Juan Jin."

Allen Zhang shook hands with him.

"Hamburger? Haha, nice name." Hope laughed out loud.

You kid.

You’ve chosen a path to doom!

Allen Zhang’s corner of the mouth twitched.

The last person who joked about my name has already broken up with his girlfriend. You’d better watch out!

Just don’t blame me for not warning you, the General Sect Leader’s skills in undermining are not to be underestimated.