Chapter 149 Bar Auction The four of them walked into the court together and found a seat near the front. Mary had already booked and paid the auction deposit for the bar on the official website in advance, so they just had to wait until the auction started. Soon the auction began. The auction staff arrived at the scene, turned on the projector, and began to introduce the first item to be auctioned, which was an apartment house on West Street. "This apartment building has three bedrooms, two living rooms, a kitchen and a bathroom. The owner was detained and sentenced for refusing to pay the loan and water and electricity bills, illegal drug trafficking, and beating others without reason. This foreclosure house is well decorated, fully equipped with home appliances, and comes with a side door garage and parking space. The starting price is $6, and each bid must not be less than $1000." Those who were interested in the auction raised their placards one after another, and some people who were not convenient to come to the site auctioned it online. The price soared all the way and soon reached $26. Zhang Allen couldn't help but be amazed when he saw it. This is just an old apartment in an ordinary neighborhood, and the price is so outrageous. If it is a fully-decorated single-family house close to a busy square, it would cost at least a million dollars. The price in wealthy areas is even more outrageous, as there is no house below two million dollars. In a better wealthy area, similar to where Olivia works, the average house price in the Crown District is five million. With this kind of housing prices and this kind of income, it would be strange if ordinary people could afford it. Soon the house was bought online for $32. In addition to paying an auction fee, the homeowner also needs to pay an additional property tax. The newer the house, the higher the property tax. Even if this house is not new, it still needs to pay $2600 in property tax, and it has to be paid every year. Who can bear this? After the foreclosed house was sold, the court staff began to introduce the next auction item, which was also a house, but it was located in the suburbs on the edge. The starting price was $, and it was finally bought by a tall, thin, middle-aged white man sitting in the back for $22! The other party couldn't help but clench his fist and cheer.
So happy? OK. Go pay your property tax first. The next item to be auctioned was much more ordinary, just a luxury car, but why did Zhang Allen feel as if he had some impression of it? "This Bentley luxury car, produced in 21 years, was seized by police officers from the Southern Division from a criminal gang. It has now been registered with the DMV and its information has been re-registered. The bidder can enjoy preferential services such as exemption from vehicle purchase tax, and does not have to worry about retaliation from criminals. The starting price is $35000, and each bid must not be less than $2000." Zhang Allen and Mary looked at each other, “Isn’t this your former boss’s car?” “It seems to be this car.” Mary also felt that the car looked familiar. Except for the license plate number and the paint color, the overall appearance and interior design remained unchanged. Zhang Ailun didn't expect that the police officers from the Southern Branch would be so greedy. You took away all of their illegal money, and smashed their cars, houses and other things, but you didn't even choose to let them go. You just found a repair shop, paid some repair fees, and then sold the property at a foreclosure to make money. Those were Bentley and Old Mo who had been shot into sieves by submachine guns and rifles! Their soul rings were still on them. It’s only been a few days since the seventh day? But think about it, if even a bar can be auctioned off, then other valuable items certainly won’t be able to escape either. No matter how small an ant is, it’s still meat. The auction began soon, and many people raised their placards to bid. The price of the Bentley skyrocketed, and it was finally bought online for $14. The other party may have known the condition of the car in advance. A second-hand soul ring car, even if it is a Bentley, can be sold at this price. The main reason is that you save the purchase tax, and the price is much lower than the market price. The items sold at the foreclosure auction are indeed of good quality and low price, but it is not recommended to take advantage of the situation if you don’t have some financial resources. Soon the staff switched the screen and photos of Sanji Bar appeared. Exterior scenes, interior scenes, backyards, work areas, backstage areas, offices, and even the places where the bunny girls usually work were not spared. The introduction said: "This is a well-known bar near the Ipsen neighborhood. The owner was arrested by the police for crimes such as drug trafficking and privately running a casino, and his assets were seized. The location is moderate and the traffic is relatively normal. The buyer can enjoy the benefit of a one-year exemption from property taxes. The starting price is $5000, and each bid must not be less than $500." No, that’s not an arrest. The person is gone, but the Bentley still belongs to him. I don't know whether the villa was included in the auction, but it seems that the Mexican's assets such as several game halls were also seized.
The tax-free benefits are still good, otherwise so many people have died in this bar, it's unlucky and no one would dare to open it. "5500 US dollars." Someone nearby immediately raised a sign to bid. "US$6500." Then someone else raised a sign to bid. "$7000." Many interested people participated in the auction, and the price rose rapidly. "15000 USD!" Someone outbid the last person. Zhang Ailun took a look and found that it was a black man. But then someone online offered $25000. "Shit!!" Lao Hei couldn't help but curse, but still raised the sign and gave a high price of "28000" US dollars. Mary couldn't help but tighten her grip on her boyfriend's arm, "Are these two going to compete to the end? Are we going to be so unlucky?" Gis also held the chief's hand and bumped into someone with the ball. Zhang Ailun looked at her with a strange expression. But after seeing that she was really a little nervous, he patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, "Don't worry, they will soon not have the courage to raise the price again!" He raised his placard to bid, "40000 dollars." "...!?" The old black man turned around and glared at him with his eyes wide open. Zhang Ailun glanced at him with contempt. What are you looking at! If you have money, join us; if you don’t, get out. Nigga, you're still imitating others at an auction, why didn't the staff hang you up? Times have really changed. Best-selling items can now sit in the auction booth and look respectable. How could Lao Hei have never been insulted like this? He was so angry that he wanted to raise the price again, but the price online rose again to $42000. The old black man next to him pulled him rationally and said, "Are you crazy? We don't have that much money." Lao Hei hesitated for a moment, but decided to give up the bid. He glared at Zhang Ailun fiercely and muttered something in the elegant language of the West Coast. Zhang Ailun responded with a middle finger. His tough attitude also made the old blacks unable to sit still and felt itchy all over. Rebellion! Rebellion! Asians, fifth-class citizens, dare to provoke them. Black Lives Matter! Zhang Ailun then calmly raised his placard to bid, "45000 dollars!" He took out his cell phone and sent a message to Xige. Zhang Ailun: I have a task for you. Sig: What mission? Zhang Ailun: [Location sharing] I'm being targeted by some black guys at the auction house. Come over and help me deal with them. Sig: Where's your gun? Do they have guns too? Aren't they afraid of you?
Zhang Ailun: It was not convenient for me to bring a gun into the court, so I left it in the car. And there were two women with me, so it was not convenient for me to shoot. What was my identity and their status? Xige: Which black guy is so blind? I'll take people over and kill him right now! Zhang Ailun: I hope you keep your word. I want Lao Hei to die! Sig: Forget it, I'm just talking nonsense. I'll take some people over to block the door now. Zhang Allen arranged everything and looked up to see the price rise by another $500. I couldn't help but curse under my breath: "Fxxk, who is buying this thing?" You are really not afraid of the chief's curse. Can you bear a report from me? Mary didn't expect that someone would offer such a high price without being present, and said worriedly: "This bar is only worth $5. Even if the previous owner renovated it, it would be at most $. Fortunately, there is no property tax to pay, otherwise it would take a long time just to get back the money." Zhang Ailun weighed the price and raised his placard again, "46000 US dollars." Soon the price rose by another $1000. "US$49000." Zhang Allen held up the sign. What discount? If you can add it again, I won’t take it! At worst, I will report you once and wait for the price to drop next time and I will buy it again. This time the price stayed for a long time without rising. The staff immediately started counting down, "49000 dollars once, 49000 dollars twice, 49000 dollars three times!" Hammer drop. "Congratulations to the buyer of position 67 for obtaining the qualification to operate the Sanji Bar! Please pay the balance in the backstage to receive the bar's legal qualification certificate, or continue to participate in the next auction." The court staff applauded enthusiastically, smiling happily. After all, they sold these things themselves, and they could get dividends from the inside. Zhang Ailun was not interested in the upcoming auction and immediately took a few people to the backstage. Under the guidance of the staff, I signed the contract, paid the balance using online banking, and obtained the bar's operating license. When I went out, I saw those black guys waiting on the roadside. They immediately surrounded me when they saw me coming out. But they didn't dare to be too arrogant in front of the court and could only talk. "Hey! Bro! What did you mean by being in there just now? Are you provoking me?" "Yeah. Which law says that I can't provoke you?" Zhang Ailun just thought it was funny: "If you don't have money, don't come to the auction. Why? Didn't your father teach you how to be a good person?" "WTF! Man! I'm really angry! If you have the guts, be a real man and fight me one-on-one! I'll be waiting for you in the parking lot next to us!" Lao Hei couldn't stand it anymore and invited him to a duel. Who doesn't know that black people don't have fathers? You are just rubbing salt into their wounds! "Okay, you guys go first. If I don't go, then I, Xige, will be your son!" Zhang Allen nodded. "Very good! Sig! I'll be waiting for you!" Lao Hei immediately turned around and left with his men. Mary and Keith said worriedly, "Don't go! These black people just love to cause trouble!" "Don't worry, I have already made arrangements. Don't forget what I do." Zhang Ailun smiled. It was not up to the chief to personally handle such a small matter. Every disciple of the Beggars' Sect is waiting to serve the chief leader. With just a word, he can easily gather dozens of people!
Soon Sig drove over with five or six people. He got out of the car and started looking around. "Where are the people?" "There are about seven or eight people in the parking lot. That black guy is quite arrogant." Zhang Ailun pointed out the direction for Xige and the others, and advised: "Don't be too harsh, just break their arms and legs, and make them kneel on the ground and kowtow to admit their mistakes. Remember to use your mobile phone to record the video and send it to me." If you want to make a living in this world, you must win people over with your virtue. "Ok! I'll take care of this." Sig nodded, put on his bulletproof vest, and immediately led his men over, taking out his gun. Zhang Ailun turned to the three stunned people and said, "Let's go to the bar and discuss how to run it." "Okay." Mary and Gus agreed happily. "Hey, man, why didn't you tell me earlier that you're a street gangster..." Mary's boyfriend immediately became much more low-key. No, your people pulled out guns in the street in broad daylight? Or in front of the court? Do the police officers know that you are so arrogant? What do you do? "It's just to make a living." Zhang Ailun waved his hand, took the car keys, got in the car, started the car, and took the three of them to the Sanji Bar. Sig led his men directly into the parking lot. Seeing a group of five or six black men, the group surrounded them without saying a word, gave them a big beating, and pointed guns at the black men's heads, instantly shocking them. "Who was so arrogant just now? Where are you from?" Xige asked angrily. "Hey! Bro, we may have some misunderstandings! We have nothing to do with the gang!" Lao Hei took a look at the submachine gun and instantly felt his calves go weak. No, you've put on a bulletproof vest? Have we violated the law? I seriously suspect that these people are plainclothes police officers, or people doing special work, conducting sting operations! The old black man guarding the parking lot looked at the scene suspiciously, thinking that gang members were going to have a street fight, and immediately wanted to call the police. But the Beggar Gang disciples stopped him immediately and took out their CCW certificates, saying that they were all special personnel who were legally carrying guns, and those black men were criminals. The black man immediately said that he saw nothing. Those blacks should be punished! I paid my taxes! I am a good citizen of the Black Flag! Zhang Ailun drove to the Sanji Bar. On the way, I received a video sent by Xige. I clicked it and took a look. Those old black men who were originally very arrogant were kneeling there with their heads in their hands and begging for mercy. Their faces were bruised and swollen. Even their own mothers could not recognize them. Even if they surrendered, they could not escape a beating. Allen Zhang: Well done. Sig: Of course! But why do they know my name? Zhang Ailun: I don’t know either. Sig: ...? After parking the car on the side of the road, Zhang Ailun got out and removed the seal on the door. He took out the key, opened the door, and went in to take a look. It still has the familiar decoration, partitions, and the private rooms in the back half. The interior environment and items are all relatively well preserved, but some places still need to be redecorated and refurbished, such as the bloodstains on the floor and sofa. No, you were too lazy to even pick up the bullet shells? Decoration and purchasing, isn’t this another additional expense? Everything else is fine, except the empty bar counter, which makes people feel a little cold. You son of a bitch, you even took out the alcohol? Why didn't you take out the trash can too? Zhang Ailun cursed and swore, what a black police! Black police! ! They are simply lawless! ! Fortunately, Zhang Ailan doesn't have to pay for this himself. Gus and Mary will pay for it. Zhang Ailun paid the most money and took over the bar, holding 60% of the shares, and they each held 20%. But the contract needs to be drafted by Dave later, and now the bar belongs to Zhang Ailun alone. Although the initial operating investment is very expensive, it is at least a pillar industry. From today on, this will be the new stronghold of the Beggars' Gang. "Boss, what would you like to drink?" Gis came up enthusiastically and bumped into him with the ball. "Anything will do. Let me see the purchase list first. I don't know much about the revenue from the bar's business." Zhang Ailun answered rationally.
Gis quickly retrieved the project list from his office and poured him a Red Bull on the rocks. Zhang Ailun sat on the sofa, took a look at the project, and suddenly felt that he had been cheated. "The liquor revenues in the past few months have all been negative losses?" I began to doubt my life. "The real money-making projects are in the future." Giss reminded: "Selling wine can only ensure a balance between income and expenditure. We can continue to recruit people to provide special services in the future, and the previous bosses will choose to retain this business. There are also things like lottery machines, billiard tables, boxing testers, etc., which can all be brought back." Zhang Ailun flipped through the book and saw that it was indeed very profitable. "I'll leave the recruitment to you. I don't have any experience in running a bar. I'll buy the bar back, and you'll be responsible for paying for the renovation and running the business. In this way, you'll also be the boss with shares. I just need to see the subsequent dividends!" Gis sat on his lap and hinted with a seductive look: "Boss, do you want to have an interview first? Set a standard?" Zhang Allen glanced at Mary and her boyfriend, "Some other time." "Okay." Giss stood up regretfully. However, as long as Zhang Ailun is still the big boss of this bar, it is only a matter of time before she defeats the big boss by overcoming the strong in a friendly match! (End of this chapter)