America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 251 - 161 Private Island_2

"She’s just my housekeeper, responsible for my daily life, but she treats me quite well. I know what she’s after, purely because I’m rich. Yet, when I was lying in the hospital bed, she was the only one by my side. I don’t have any children, so I’m happy to leave the money to her," said Wenke.

"Hahaha, you’ve really grown more sentimental lately, my old friend. Perhaps it’s truly because you’re getting old? She’s only after your money, who knows what she’d do to get it sooner. I have three wives and a dozen children, but when I die, I plan to leave them not a single cent."

Madison then began to introduce his collection to others.

A 10.86 carat blue diamond, sold at a New York auction for 19.6 million US Dollars. Clarity VS2, rough diamond 26.54 grams, discovered 20 years ago in the legendary Cullinan Mine in South Africa, where a gunfight involving over a hundred people occurred. Over a hundred were killed or injured.

It is blue, and also red.

A collectible Corvette C1 vintage car.

A diamond crown from the European Royal Family.

An unnamed woman portrait, showing bare chest and legs, rated five stars in color, art is just about being a hooligan.

Golden Globe trophy, a Platinum base with the globe made of pure gold, fetched over 8 million US Dollars at a private charity auction held by FIFA. The collection’s significance exceeds its intrinsic value.

The most eye-catching item is still the Stegosaurus fossil. Lifelike, every bone joint looks exquisite.

An eye-opening experience.

Damn, I really want to slip away. So you are the modern-day Island Master of Perry Island, huh?

Allen Zhang thoroughly enjoyed eyeing the items.

After touring the museum collections on the island, they took a ride to the zoo to see the animals bred by the tycoon. Inside were not only tigers, pumas, crocodiles, but also elephants and black bears.

When can I afford to keep these little animals?

The General Sect Leader couldn’t help but ponder.

Soon, the two-hour sightseeing activity was over, and the wealthy folks started to get back on track, gathering at the luxurious island mansion, where many skimpily dressed girls entered the mansion, waiting for the rich, tipsy men to knock on their doors.

Allen Zhang also handed the small pill to Sieg, instructing him to give it to Mr. Wenke to help liven things up.

Sieg, reluctantly, went over and handed the blue pill to Wenke, telling him it was time to take his medicine.

"Did Lisa send this to me?" Wenke was somewhat surprised.

"Miss Lisa said it’s for treating epilepsy and heart disease. We’re instructed to remind you to take your medication on time. Sir, please try to restrain yourself," Sieg responded.

"Hahaha," Wenke laughed heartily, waved his hand, "Please thank Lisa properly for me, I indeed need this."

Hugging a girl who seemed hot-bodied, he went up to the second floor of the mansion, to ’exchange art’.

I hear that the girl is a top student from the arts department of a prestigious university, a goddess whom even campus boys would break their skulls to chase but can’t get. Yet here, she is just an ordinary high-class call girl.

Also, because she needs to pay off various loans in her life and maintain high daily expenses, she signed up to be invited to the island, where her one-night price reaches several thousand US Dollars, available to fly globally.

It’s all consenting adults here.

There are no little girls on this island.

The rich have all gone upstairs to study art, while Allen Zhang and other security personnel are standing guard downstairs.

The new ones are still a bit reserved, but the old staff had already closed the door, grabbed some free fruit and desserts from the table, and started feasting.

"Don’t be so uptight. The bosses will at least take an hour before they come down to the sauna room to rest, and some particularly peculiar bosses would even request personal services," an old security staff said while sipping champagne and lighting a leaf.

"Request personal services?"

Allen Zhang looked puzzled, was it what he was thinking?

"They can smoke leaves here?"

"You can even do coco as long as it’s during your free time. This is a private island, legally not under any national constitution, Mr. Madison is the King here. He has decreed that apart from security personnel who must be on duty, others can do anything, anytime, anywhere during their free time." frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

The veteran employee said, "I’ve been working here for two and a half years, besides the basic hourly wage, there’s also a year-end bonus. I’ve already bought two million-dollar houses in Miami, and two cars worth over three hundred thousand."

"I’ve even picked up several female celebrities. You can’t imagine the things they do when high."

Holy shit, are the work benefits here that good?

Mr. Madison really is a great boss for the grassroots workers!!

No wonder he’s not at all worried about being betrayed by a traitor. The traitor would get two female celebrities as a reward, how could you bear that?

You work in others’ places, wheedling and toiling, and they only pay you a few tens of thousands of US dollars a month.

Come work for me, not only do you earn money, smoke coco, but you also eat well, drink well, play with high-class stuff, and get bonus dividends at the end of the year.

Damn, worthy of being a great collector, no wonder you’re rich!

Allen Zhang also casually picked a few slices of strawberry cake to fill his stomach.

Half an hour later, a white-haired elder in glasses came down from upstairs, looked around, and finally picked out the General Sect Leader... standing next to Jason.

"Hey! Sir, can you give me a hand?"