Chapter 154 Charitable Donations After obtaining the pass to the wealthy area, Olivia took Zhang Allen to familiarize himself with the environment, such as the recycling area and the cleaning area. Their main responsibility is to collect garbage and waste at the door, while sanitation and cleaning are contracted to the municipal bureau. For example, they clean up some leaves and weeds for free, which can be transported to the fertilizer factory to be made into organic fertilizer. After learning about the recycling work that needed to be handled, Zhang Allen also asked Olivia, "Which waste recycling station did the group of people come from?" The Crown District has three areas, ABC. The property management department and security department are located in area B, and the recycling center is also located in area B. Areas A and C are villa areas where owners live, and non-staff members are not allowed to wander around there without permission. "They are from a nearby Wasp Recycling Station. They were recruited by the previous supervisor. I am not familiar with them. They have been working here for two or three years and are considered senior outsourced employees. However, an information leak occurred a few days ago. One of our owners lost a USB drive with private information stored in it. They clearly found it when they were recycling it, but did not report it according to the rules and regulations. Instead, they kept the private information privately. Our supervisor is very dissatisfied with him." Olivia said: "From the perspective of the owners, the people who do the recycling work are our internal staff. If there are any valuable items, we first have to confirm whether the customer needs it, such as some electrical appliances and special items. If the customer no longer needs it, we will take it away for disposal, whether it is sold in the second-hand market or taken back for our own use." "In other words, even if the people at the recycling station contracted the rich area, the profits are not as high as imagined? If it is gold and diamonds, they have to report it first?" Zhang Ailun was a little confused. He thought he could just open the treasure chest directly. He didn't know how Dominic had climbed over the wall and entered the rich area before. "Not necessarily. After all, some things are thrown into the trash by the owners just to be thrown away. The main thing is to check whether there are any private items involving the customers. As for other gold, diamonds, and watches, they don't care at all and don't need to be reported specifically because you don't know how rich the assets of the rich are." Olivia said, "We originally had a position in our property department specifically for recycling work, but in order to be lazy and save some money, the recycling work is basically contracted directly to you. If you come across something valuable, you can choose to report it or take it away depending on the situation. If it is a mechanical or electronic product, you must ensure that it does not contain any customer privacy items."
"I see." Zhang Ailun nodded. As expected, no matter where you are, you make money by exploiting loopholes and bugs. Otherwise, what can you do with a salary of several thousand dollars a month? After briefly understanding the nature of the work, Zhang Allen knew that it was not necessary to deal with garbage every day. He did not want to delay Olivia's work, so he kissed her goodbye and left. He arranged for David and Gate to come here to work tomorrow to make them familiar. Driving out of the gate of the Crown District, the road was smooth. However, before Zhang Ailun had driven two blocks, he felt that he was being followed. He saw a garbage truck with a local license plate and a wasp sticker on the front bumper in the rearview mirror. Zhang Ailun knew that these guys should be from the Wasp Recycling Station, and he also understood their purpose. He simply took the initiative to turn the steering wheel, turned into a small road, and headed straight to the suburbs. The other party was also very smart and caught up quickly. Two dilapidated Ford pickup trucks directly passed the garbage truck and caught up, trying to overtake from both sides and force Zhang Ailun's Wrangler to stop. The people in the car kept pointing and talking through the window, and no one knew what they were saying. Zhang Ailun glanced at them, stepped on the accelerator, the engine hummed, and left them dozens of meters away, letting them have enough of the off-road vehicle's exhaust fumes. "Fxxk!" The guy at the Wasp Recycling Station felt extremely frustrated. He punched the steering wheel, and when he saw that he couldn't catch up, he wanted to give up. "This guy runs really fast!" "Man, there's nothing we can do. That's a Wrangler. It's much more powerful than the old pickup trucks we drive." The person in the passenger seat was also a little depressed. It seemed that the baseball bat in the handbag would not be used. He had wanted to teach this person who had stolen their business a lesson. They were thinking about turning back, but soon they found that the Wrangler had slowed down on its own initiative and was getting closer to them? Zhang Ailun rolled down the car window, put on sunglasses, chewed gum, crossed his arms, and hooked his finger at them provocatively. "Shark Arm! Come with me!!" He stepped on the accelerator to increase the distance. The popular guy from the Wasp Recycling Station had his nose crooked. He held the steering wheel tightly and looked at the taillights angrily, "Fxxk you! I'll make him pay!" The two drove one after the other on a quiet road leading to the suburbs. The heavy garbage truck that had been there at the beginning was left behind and disappeared. Soon, the two arrived at an uninhabited wilderness in the suburbs. Zhang Ailun observed the environment and when he saw a corner on the right hand side ahead, he did a U-turn and parked his car in the woods. He took out a pistol and a submachine gun from his tactical chest bag, assembled them, and put them on his waist. He took out a bulletproof vest from the black handbag in the back seat and put it on himself. Less than a minute later, the roar of a pickup truck was heard, followed by the sound of sudden brakes, and the slamming of car doors. The thugs from the Wasp Recycling Station rolled up their sleeves and came down with baseball bats, crowbars, and fruit knives.
"Hey! His car is there!!" The sharp-eyed bearded man saw the SUV parked in the woods and immediately shouted. A group of people came forward, ready to teach him a painful lesson! However, as soon as they entered the grove, they suddenly heard the rumbling of gunfire! Chuchuchu! ! Zhang Ailun lay on the hood of the car, holding the submachine gun, pulling the trigger and shooting at the approaching people. Fire splashed and bullet shells flew. "what!!" “I was shot!!” "Help!!" The group of people were instantly shot and screamed, and ran away in panic. The unlucky person was shot in the thigh. He lay on the ground wailing and crawling in the dark. The bullet hit the car door, leaving a bullet hole with a clanging sound. After a volley of bullets was fired, almost no one present could stand. Zhang Ailun replaced the spare magazine, blew into the smoking muzzle, and walked over to the few people with the gun in hand, looking at the garbage man who was wailing while covering his thighs and stomach. He sneered, "You are so arrogant. How dare you intercept me on the way? If I didn't have any background, could I directly contract the business in the rich area?" He squatted down and looked at the bald bearded man, then he went up and slapped him so hard that his hat flew off. "Speak up! Who asked you to come here? Is he your boss?" "Don't kill me! We were fired from our jobs in the rich area and lost some of our profits. We were so angry that we wanted to come and vent our anger on you." The bearded man was so scared that he peed himself, covering his thigh which was bleeding profusely, "My leg!! Shit! Call an ambulance! Please, ah!!" "Shut up! You're not going to die yet! It's in the wilderness, there's not even a soul around here, and the cell phone signal is not good, where can I go to call an ambulance for you?" Zhang Ailun smiled. He stood up and looked around, "It's a good place to kill someone and bury the body." When several people heard this, their faces turned green and they trembled with fear. "No! We have no ill will towards you, we just want to teach you a lesson." "Man! You're still so young, you don't want to spend the rest of your life in jail." Zhang Ailun felt unhappy when he heard this. Who are you with? Looking at the baseball bat and fruit knife on the ground, "If I didn't have a gun in my hand, I would have been killed by you guys if I were an ordinary person. Now that I've beaten you like this, you still want to reason with me? What were you doing earlier? " Ignoring these people, he opened the door of the pickup truck, scavenged a box of gasoline from the back seat, unscrewed the lid and poured it on the two old pickup trucks, lit the flame with a lighter, threw it backhandedly, and with a bang, a raging fire broke out. "Oh shit! Our car!" The group of people immediately let out wails. "I set fire to the mountain and spent the rest of my life in jail. But no one knew it was me." What's more, there was a ditch next to the fire and the weather was not hot, so it couldn't burn at all. Zhang Ailun put away his guns. "You were the ones who messed with me first. If I don't teach you a painful lesson, you really think I'm easy to mess with. What's the name of the boss of the Wasp Recycling Station? I'll go find him." "I'm the boss." A middle-aged man in a sweatshirt climbed out of the pit with a dusty face and said with a sad face: "Don't look for me, I'm right here. We really don't want to kill you! But look at you, man! What have you done?" I didn't expect to run into such a tough guy. He just started shooting without saying anything! Do you think you are a terrorist? They were used to being aggressive in the city, but when they encountered trouble, they never thought of using guns to solve the problem. Who would have thought that this unprepossessing garbage man actually had a gun! And it was a submachine gun! Are those police officers blind? Why didn't they search him? "Kneel down! Who told you to stand and talk to me? Are you worthy?" Zhang Ailun pulled out a pistol and pointed it at him.
"Okok!" The other party immediately raised his hands and knelt down. But he didn't seem to have any injuries on his body, as if he had luckily avoided the bullet sweep. Zhang Ailun felt a little uncomfortable and immediately walked over and punched him. The man felt pain instantly, covered half of his face and fell to the ground with a cry. His eyes soon became red and swollen. "Everyone else was injured, but you weren't. Do you think that's reasonable?" "It's unreasonable. It's unreasonable at all. So what do you want to do?" the man said with a sad face. "Rather, it's about what you wanted to do to me? You wanted to kill me halfway, but I killed you instead. What else can I say? I originally had a $500 million business deal that I was supposed to discuss at the airport in Las Vegas, but you wasted my time and delayed me. So, tell me, how should this account be settled?" Zhang Ailun scolded him unhappily. “……”After hearing his speech, everyone present was speechless. A business worth 5 million? If you have 5 million, would you still compete with them for business in the rich area? You really are a boaster. But they are now scared out of their wits, fearing that they will be shot to silence them. Of course, whatever the chief leader says is the truth, and if you have a gun you are the boss. The owner of the Wasp Recycling Station said with a bitter face: "Ok, I will compensate you with money, but you burned our car. We don't know how long it will take to walk back to the city. You also shot and injured one of our people. The medical expenses will cost a lot of money. We are going bankrupt." "What does this have to do with me?" Zhang Ailun cursed. "I won't let you go without $100,000! Either pay me or die!" "I really don't have that much money. My entire savings is only $20,000." The owner of the Wasp Recycling Station said with a sad face, "If you insist on forcing me to take out that money, you might as well just kill us here!" "Okay. That's what you said, I'll do it for you!" Zhang Ailun fired two shots at him. "Ah!!!" The bullet grazed his scalp and a small crater instantly appeared on the ground. The Wasp boss was instantly frightened and peed himself, covering his head and screaming: "I have money! I have money! I'll give you money!" You got money again now? Cheap or not? Zhang Ailun looked at the Glock 17 in his hand, speechless. He couldn't even hit the target at such a close distance? I was clearly aiming at the thigh! How come I just grazed my scalp! In the end, I just hit the ground. He said with a straight face, "I'm not blackmailing you. I'm trying to save your lives! And by the way, you have to compensate me for my mental damages and time management fees. I have a first aid kit in my car. One first aid kit costs $2. You can take it or not." "..." The Wasp boss wanted to curse, but after taking a look at the miserable condition of his subordinates around him, he forced himself to swallow the words: Their lives are not worth that much. 气馁的拿出了一张银行卡。“这里面有我的全部存款，一共3万6860美元。在回收站的保险柜里还有一笔1万3600美元的现金，密码是568878。” "Boss, how come you only have so little money?" The subordinates were shocked after hearing this. There are several of us, how can this be enough to buy a first aid kit? If treatment is not provided in time, the person will die. "F**k! I have to go to the bar to drink and hire call girls every day. It's already great that I can save this much money!" The Wasp boss cursed: "Two people using one first aid kit won't kill them!" Zhang Ailun directly snatched the bank card, took out a POS machine from the car and swiped it. There was indeed that much money, and he nodded with satisfaction. He immediately put on a kind smile and said gently, "Hello, I am an employee of the Green Letter Shelter Charity Organization. Are you making this donation voluntarily?" "Ah?" The Wasp boss was stunned, not knowing what the hell he was doing. But when he saw Zhang Ailun holding up the pistol and aiming it at his head, he immediately nodded honestly, "It's voluntary! I volunteer!" "Very good, let me confirm again, if this money is donated to a charity organization, it will not be refunded. Are you sure you want to donate all your assets, a total of $36800 in deposits, including $13600 in cash, and a garbage truck to a charity organization, to contribute your love to help the homeless and the disabled?" Zhang Ailun recited the employee handbook verbatim. "..."
I didn't do it voluntarily, so how can you let me go? The Wasp boss looked like an eggplant hit by frost, and he forced a smile, "I volunteered. I just like to help others, is that ok?" Zhang Ailun swiped the card directly, wrote him a receipt, and handed him the POS machine. "Please enter your password. Sign it by the way!" The process still has to go on. I didn't coerce or blackmail you. You were willing to donate to charity! This money is not mine, I will donate it to people in need. The Hornets boss numbly entered his bank card password and watched his deposit being deducted and cleared. Thank you for your charitable donation. Your kindness will help more people in need! Zhang Ailun took out his mobile phone and saw the notification. He smiled and got it. (End of this chapter)