America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 454 - 230 Settlement_2

"I suggest you spend this money where it should be spent."

Allen Zhang took out another money bag and handed it to Blitz, for distribution, "This is the dividend for the three of you, Blitz 15%, Bailey 10%, Sieg 5%."

"I have no objections."

Sieg replied, he hardly played a role in this mission. If not for the General Sect Leader’s appreciation, anyone could have come to participate in the labor work.

Two hundred and fifty thousand dollars, earned in the blink of an eye, who needs a bicycle?

"Boss, I have no objections either." Bailey, the pilot, answered.

"You’d better not have any objections, otherwise we’re all going to suffer." Allen Zhang said irritably. He then took the remaining 40% of the dividends, totaling two million dollars.

A rough calculation reveals that the General Sect Leader now has four million four hundred thousand dollars in total.

Blitz, holding his dividend of Seven Hundred and Fifty Thousand US Dollars, also lamented, "If it was like before, working in a company doing legitimate business, it would be hard to make this much money in a dozen years."

That’s true. Choice outweighs effort.

Following the General Sect Leader, as long as you are talented, would he let you starve?

Bailey, piloting the plane, took a detour in the air and intentionally delayed half an hour before arriving at Palm Valley’s private airport.

Old Mike also contacted Mrs. Abby again, who responded directly: "You can park the private jet in the hangar, we’ll be right back."

Following the address information, Bailey piloted the plane to land in the garage of the wealthy villa area, and with a bit of turbulence, successfully landed on the ground.

The villa’s private butler, a pretty Latina, had already received the news and hurried over, greeted the men, "Gentlemen, you can park the plane here, I’ll have someone take care of the rest."

Bailey handed over the plane keys to the housekeeper, Allen Zhang asked Sieg to drive the car over, and they all followed the housekeeper into the villa.

The interior decoration was still luxuriously styled. Although it couldn’t compare to the assets owned by Shadi’s father and wasn’t located in the city center, the selling price was still over two and a half million dollars.

This villa also featured a bowling alley, private cinema, a swimming pool on the second floor, a gym, a beauty salon, a wine cellar, a library, etc., providing comprehensive entertainment and convenient living.

The General Sect Leader now had enough funds to buy a luxury villa like this one.

However, being addicted to freebies as he was, he naturally wouldn’t spend a lot of money to buy such an impractical residence. Renting was clearly more cost-effective.

Old Jack felt as at home here as he did his own, not treating himself as a stranger at all.

He took out two bottles of red wine and one bottle of champagne from the private wine cellar, asked the housekeeper for some wine glasses, filled the flutes, and joyfully said, "It’s on me! After all, it’s like coming home! Let’s celebrate the successful completion of our mission!"

"Cheers!"

Allen Zhang and the others raised their glasses and drank, tasting the wine, which was quite good. Not too sour or too bland.

Checking the vintage and the brand of the wine, twenty-six thousand six hundred and sixty-six dollars a bottle.

Aren’t you a good picker! The villa’s owner hasn’t even returned, and you’ve taken the liberty of opening such expensive wine?

What is your relationship with your distant cousin, anyway?

There’s definitely something fishy here!

For the next while, the group admired the villa’s environment, waited a bit, and the real owner arrived driving a Bentley.

The housekeeper went out to greet them, responsible for parking.

The lady of the house, dressed in brand-name clothes and adorned with a Chanel bag, sporting purple-brown curly hair, looked about thirty, though she was likely close to fifty, exuding the charm of a mature woman.

Undoubtedly, she was the single and divorced Mrs. Abby Washington, truly a wealthy woman of affluence.

Accompanying her was a tall, stunning beauty, who also had a fling with the General Sect Leader.

Seeing the General Sect Leader, her eyes brightened, and she greeted him with a smile, coming over for a hug, "Hey, dear, remember me?"

"Sorry, I only remember the two thousand dollars you gave me last time, not your name." Allen Zhang responded, pondering that she had left no name or contact info the last time they had finished their business.

"Abby, we need to thank you for lending us the plane this time, it saved us some trouble," Old Jack picked up the red wine on the table and graciously poured a glass for Mrs. Abby, "It’s been a while, maybe we should take an opportunity to have a good chat."

"Maybe when you’ve sorted out the mess at your house, I’ll also welcome you to come over for a visit! You’re not shy, Jack, opening a red wine worth more than twenty thousand dollars as you please, what are you planning on using to settle the debt?" Mrs. Abby looked at Old Jack with a smirk that wasn’t quite a smile.

With the General Sect Leader’s experience, seeing her familiar expression, he sensed trouble.

Just like Rena, like a starved beast eyeing its prey.

I didn’t see that coming, Old Jack is of age, yet still so charming. Is this your idea of a dinner invite?

Old Jack, having seen the world, could completely withstand the pressure, nonchalantly said: "We have two hours to have a heart-to-heart talk."

"Two hours? Since when did you get so capable? Come with me." Mrs. Abby scoffed, grabbed his collar unabashedly and hurried upstairs to personally check it out.

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