America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 325 - 186: Vehicle Delivery_3

Allen Zhang: It’s all hard-earned money!

After getting verification from the top lawyer Dave, Allen Zhang felt relieved and let Sieg sign the contract, writing down his own name.

Allen Zhang went out to get $280,000 in cash from the Jeep and made a transfer of $30,000 to the other party. Both sides signed and sealed the deal happily.

"After this, I won’t be involved. My lawyer will take you guys to visit the hangar in the suburbs, hand over the keys and the codes to you, and if there’s anything you need, you can contact me again."

The Armed Nation boss, seeing things wrap up, handed over his business card and the shop keys and added a new ID account to the gun store’s online account. He smiled and said, "If you guys do well, I’ll refer other jobs to you in the future!"

"Really appreciate it, buddy."

Allen Zhang glanced at the newly added contact, Mr. Red Tea. Why not call it Big Chicken Ridge Tea Bag?

He then looked at the gun store’s account on Opportunity Network, Thunderbolt Fire Armored Kingdom. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Nice name, fiery and vigorous.

The General Sect Leader plans not to change it.

After seeing off the Armed Nation boss, Allen Zhang handed the keys of the Jeep to Sieg, instructing him to drive while he sat in the co-driver’s seat, heading to the suburban airport with the navigation instructions from the lawyer.

Soon they arrived at the small suburban airport, finding numerous private planes parked in the hangars there.

Low-altitude flights operate in open airspace, making travel convenient without the need for flight path applications. For long-distance flights, one simply needs to call the aviation department of the areas they will pass through and inform them beforehand.

Besides special private airports, there’s no need to pay miscellaneous landing charges, only managing fuel costs and plane maintenance fees.

Owning a private plane is almost as convenient as owning a private car.

After parking the Jeep by the roadside, they walked across the tarmac and the lawyer led them to hangar B-266, entered a string of codes to unlock it, opened the door, and handed the keys to Allen Zhang.

"Go take a look inside, this hangar hasn’t been used for a long time. It can accommodate up to four small planes or two mid-sized passenger planes," the lawyer said.

Allen Zhang walked in and found it to be an empty warehouse.

Inside, there were some repair equipment, pulley stairs for boarding planes, and some wooden boxes stacked up, nothing much else of note.

Sieg also found some police gear in a nearby shack, along with two sets of windproof helmets and night vision equipment for flying, and parachutes. It was clear they hadn’t been used in a while as they were covered in dust. Yet, the two sets of professional flight equipment were worth at least three thousand dollars!

Bailey found a tri-wheeled mountain motorcycle, surprisingly still operational.

Only, there wasn’t much fuel in the tank, but there was a gas station nearby the airport, so there was no worry about lacking fuel.

"These are all items gifted by our boss, we have no use for them anyway," the lawyer said.

"Please thank your boss for me," Allen Zhang said with a smile.

The tri-wheeled motorcycle alone was worth at least two thousand dollars. This hangar area at the airport is quite large; it’s pretty good to use it as a means of transportation.

The hangar still needed some cleaning before it could be used.

After transferring ownership of the hangar, the lawyer signed off on the transfer agreement joyfully, then took a car back to the city.

Allen Zhang moved the brooms and trash cans to the entrance, gave orders to Sieg and Bailey, and directed, "Start cleaning. Don’t worry, this job is all yours, no one’s competing! Take your time!"

"ok." Sieg glanced at the hangar and simply rolled up his sleeves, without saying much.

The General Sect Leader spent a lot today, splashing out several hundred thousand, it wouldn’t be polite to have others start working.

He picked up a broom and began sweeping dust and garbage from inside the warehouse.

While waiting, Blitz also sent a message to the General Sect Leader, Allen Zhang opened it and took a look.

Blitz: Bitcoin has been sold off. Someone is interested in purchasing that one hundred thousand dollars worth of USTD, they’ve sent me the wallet link, you need to make the transfer.

Allen Zhang checked the long string of link, opened the app, and processed the transfer. Watching as the virtual coins in his wallet vanished instantly.