After resolving the breakfast issue, Allen Zhang also started gathering manpower and organizing the official mission.
Yesterday, he acquired two vans from the human traffickers. One was left for the kidnapped victims, and the other two were to serve as spoils of war at the mountain camp. After the tires were fixed, they would be perfect as the vehicles for this operation.
After all, when robbing a bank, one couldn’t use a Los Angeles registered armored vehicle or private car, right? That would give the whole ga away.
In any case, these vans weren’t worth much, and could be destroyed or discarded after use.
Participating in the bank robbery were: ruffian Old Jack, his deputy and pilot Bailey, and hacker Blitz.
The General Sect Leader wasn’t serving as the professional driver this ti. He joined the front-line mission, working with Old Jack to handle the Vault and the five million US Dollars inside. After all, with so much money, it wouldn’t be easy to transport fast with just a few people.
Too many people wouldn’t work either; five million US Dollars might seem a lot, but the actual profit-sharing wouldn’t be that much.
So, after careful consideration, the General Sect Leader chose the sa team configuration as last ti and assigned Sieg with a task, as he now had the experience.
Sieg was sent a ssage to drive to Palm Valley for a gathering, informing him of the important task at hand and detailing the mission.
Sieg: Am I the last to know about such a big operation?
Allen Zhang: You didn’t have the ti to join us in handling the Heaven’s Gate matter yesterday, so of course, you wouldn’t know the news. Haven’t I already arranged a task for you?
Sieg: I’m heading out now!
After organizing the personnel and task, Allen Zhang instructed the Beggar Gang Disciples to stay and oversee the mountain camp. Taking Blitz, Old Jack, and Bailey together in one van, they left the mountain camp and headed to Palm Valley.
Old Jack also contacted so distant relatives and their daughter en route, and Blitz added their contacts in the background for the conversation.
"Hey! Abby, what’s the situation over there? Rember to report to us imdiately if anything cos up. Although it might not be much help, at least it can keep us inford about the police chief and the officers’ movents," Old Jack said while driving behind the General Sect Leader’s car, communicating through the earpiece.
"The event hasn’t started yet. We are just preparing to go. My daughter is still selecting a delicate dress, but I guess most people are in the dark about what’s happening at the gathering. Even if soone knows so inside information, they wouldn’t likely leak it."
Allen Zhang, wearing an earpiece, also heard the calm and composed woman’s voice.
Undoubtedly, the voice carried a lazy charm, the allure of a mature woman who had seen through worldly pleasures; it was clearly Old Jack’s distant cousin!
"The rich don’t care much about these details. Those who are invited either have money, influence, or power. Ordinary people don’t have the chance to participate. Each person almost has a grip on others’ weakness, so even if they gossip, they have to consider whether it’ll offend others in the circle," Old Jack said disdainfully, sneering at the so-called upper echelons.
Of course, there was a bit of sour grapes behind his scorn.
"Am I going to get a share of the profit too, dear cousin?" Mrs. Abby Washington chuckled: "To sort this out for you, I specially invited Mr. Butte, the wine tycoon of Palm Valley, as my dance partner, which got us the tickets."
"I’ll make it up to you," Old Jack rubbed his nose.
"Are you only good at talking? Can you use it to satisfy ? Then your wife must really suffer! No wonder the relationship beca strained after marriage," Mrs. Abby asked discontentedly.
Allen Zhang was shocked. He didn’t expect her to be so bold. Blitz sitting next to him felt a bit awkward.
Like mother, like daughter.
Old Jack remained nonchalant, as if used to it, "Give it a rest, I have a family now. We’re both getting old, and you’re my distant cousin."
"If we hadn’t t that night at the bar through your drunk friend, who knows who you’d be to ? But thanks to your help, I successfully married my husband."
"Let’s have a al after this is all finished."
Mrs. Abby’s personality was hearty and talkative, revealing past secrets without any hesitation.
One could imagine, the youthful interactions between the n and won were filled with passion and stories! It was not simple as one might expect.
Allen Zhang was also surprised. Old Jack indeed had a well-hidden past.
"I don’t have that much money. Maybe you should ask my boss to see how much he’s willing to give as a share? I guess he’s so generous, it won’t be less than 30%, right? Boss?"
Old Jack joked humorously, "Once I get that money, I’ll definitely take you out for a big al, so make sure you dress up."
"Are you waiting here for ?"
The General Sect Leader imdiately saw through his roundabout tactics. You old scher, boy, thinking this will get the General Sect Leader to raise your salary?
He said plainly, "Whether you can get 30% of the profits depends on your performance."
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