America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 216 - 149 Bar Auction_3

Allen Zhang turned to the three dumbfounded people and said, "Let’s go check out the bar and discuss how to run it."

"Sure." Mary and Guise happily agreed.

"Buddy, you’ve been hanging around the streets, why didn’t you say so earlier..." Mary’s boyfriend immediately toned down his attitude a lot.

It’s like, your people are pulling guns out on the street in broad daylight? Or right in front of the courthouse?

You’re so brazen, do the cops at the station know! What exactly do you guys do?

"Just scraping by."

Allen Zhang waved his hand, took the car keys, got into the car, started it, and took the three people to Sunkist Bar.

Meanwhile, Sieg took his men straight into the parking lot, saw a few of the older Black people acting tough, surrounded them without a word, gave them a thorough search, and pointed their guns at those Black people’s heads, leaving them shocked.

"Who was being so cocky just now? where are you guys from!" Sieg cursed and interrogated.

"Hey! Bro, there may have been some misunderstanding! We have nothing to do with any gangs!" Black saw the submachine gun and instantly felt weak at the knees. Wait, you’re wearing a Bullet-Proof Vest? Did we violate some major law?

They seriously suspected these people were undercover cops, or people engaged in special work, conducting sting operations!

The Black old man watching the parking lot looked on doubtfully at this scene, thinking that gang members were going to shoot it out in the street, and wanted to call the police immediately.

But the Beggar Gang Disciples immediately stopped him and took out their ccw permits, indicating they were legally armed personnel and those Black people were criminals.

The Black old man immediately said he hadn’t seen anything. Those Black Devils deserved what was coming to them! I’ve paid my taxes! I’m a law-abiding citizen of the righteous Black flag!

Allen Zhang drove to Sunkist Bar.

Along the way, he received a video from Sieg, opened it and saw that those previously arrogant Black people were on their knees begging for mercy, beaten black and blue, their own mothers wouldn’t recognize them, and even surrendering didn’t spare them a thorough beating.

Allen Zhang: Good job.

Sieg: It’s all in a day’s work! But why do they know my name?

Allen Zhang: I don’t know either.

Sieg: ...?

Allen Zhang parked the car by the roadside, got out of the car, removed the seal from the door, took out the keys, opened the door, and took a look inside.

It was still the familiar decor, booths, back half of the private rooms; the interior environment and items were relatively well-preserved, but some areas needed some more renovation, such as the bloodstains on the floor and the couch.

Like, couldn’t even bother to pick up the shells?

Renovating, stocking up, isn’t this just another extra expense!

Everywhere else was fine, but the empty shelves above the bar counter gave a chilling feeling.

Damn police, even cleaned out my liquor? Why didn’t you just take away the trash can, too?

Allen Zhang cursed under his breath, what a bunch of corrupt cops! Corrupt cops!! Utterly lawless!!

Fortunately, the cost didn’t need to come from Allen Zhang himself; Guise and Mary would cover it.

Allen Zhang put up the most money, took down the bar, owned a 60% stake, and each of them owned a 20% share. However, the contract needed to be drafted later with Dave; for now, the bar was solely owned by Allen Zhang.

Although the initial business investment was also costly, at least it could be seen as a foundational industry, and from today this place was a new stronghold for the Beggar Gang.

"Boss, what would you like to drink?" Guise approached enthusiastically, bumping him suggestively.

"Anything’s fine. Show me the stock list first; I don’t understand very well the revenue projects of running a bar." Allen Zhang, focusing on the bigger picture over the small details, answered rationally.

Guise quickly fetched the project list from the office and poured him a glass of Red Bull on the rocks.

Allen Zhang sat on the couch, glanced at the project list, and felt instantly deceived. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

"The liquor revenue for these past months has all been in the red?" He started to question his life choices.

"The real moneymakers are further down," Guise reminded, "Selling drinks can at best ensure breaking even. We can continue to hire people for special services, the previous owners all chose to keep this business. Plus, things like slot machines, pool tables, punching bag testers, we can bring them all back."

Allen Zhang flipped through and saw it indeed was profitable, "The hiring is up to you guys, I have no experience in running a bar. I bought the bar, you guys take care of the renovation costs and the business operation, this way you also become shareholders and boss. I just need to see profits afterward!"

Guise, seizing the opportunity, sat on his lap, implying with a sultry look, "Boss, why don’t you interview first? Set a standard?"

Allen Zhang glanced at Mary and her boyfriend, "Some other time."

"Alright," Guise stood up, disappointed.

However, as long as Allen Zhang remained the big boss of the bar, her attempts to outdo her superior, and to win a friendly match to take down the big boss, were only a matter of time!