Zhou Qingfeng ignored her, turned around, looked at his new appearance in the mirror, and responded coldly, "I need to get so money first."
To take down Ellison Parker, so operating funds were necessary; going in empty-handed wasn’t an option.
The money from the ’Holy Light’ side couldn’t be counted on, so he had to think of so other way.
As soon as Annie heard this, her eyes lit up and she imdiately ca over, "Lisa and I are planning to get so money, you can join us!"
Lisa walked out of the kitchen with a cup of cheap instant coffee, nodded, and said, "That’s right, Victor has a great physique, and Asians don’t do drugs, he can definitely fetch a good price."
These two girls were downright poor.
The apartnt was as old as sothing from the last century, with moldy corners, water stains on the ceiling, and creaky floorboards.
They rented the place only because it was cheap, yet even so, they were two months behind on rent.
They shared an Nth-hand Prius, the gas tank never full, always scrounging for change to refuel.
After the convenience store shootout early yesterday morning, Zhou Qingfeng had grabbed food and supplies when he left, even taking the robbers’ guns and stolen cash.
But when he counted the loot, he found only a pitiful 780 US Dollars—gone in the blink of an eye when the landlord ca to collect rent that very morning.
Even so, Lisa and Annie were unwilling to skimp on social activities. Parties, bars, gatherings—they would rather go hungry than miss out on those noisy scenes, craving the attention.
So, they decided to "get so money."
Lisa took a sip of coffee and urged, "Victor, relax, this is easy work; you just lie down comfortably, and you can make fifty to a hundred dollars in no ti.
Sotis with a bit of luck, under special circumstances, you can make over a thousand dollars, and not worry for half a month.
If it’s your first ti, there are even so perks. We introduce you and get a reward bonus too, which of course can be yours.
Relax, we’re not professionals at selling ourselves, won’t harm you, just do it when we need so quick cash, no more than twice a month.
Why don’t you think about it?"
At this mont, Zhou Qingfeng felt neither joy nor aversion; knowing there was money to be made, he nodded in agreent, asking only, "Is it far?"
"Not far, not far, it’s right in the community." Lisa and Annie imdiately perked up, grabbing their bags and rushing into the bathroom to do a quick touch-up.
Lisa applied bright red lipstick and raised her eyebrows at the mottled mirror, while Annie took out a tube of cheap mascara, making her eyelashes flutter wildly.
A few minutes later, they changed into slightly tight jeans and off-the-shoulder tops, dressing up beautifully, sexy and stylish.
Zhou Qingfeng didn’t bother much, putting on the jacket he had taken from a drunk, a baseball cap, and carrying a mask in his pocket, following them out the door.
The place to make extra money really wasn’t far.
Downstairs, through a pothole-filled alley, less than a hundred ters away, they saw a low building with a faded sign at the entrance.
"Lloyd Community Blood Donation Center."
The edges of the sign were rusty, a few letters bent by the wind, with several yellowed posters next to it.
"Short on cash for the wedding? Hurry up and sell your blood!"
"Can’t pay off student loans? Don’t worry, selling blood solves the problem."
"Getting the birthday gift ready for your kid? We provide the easiest solution."
Even Zhou Qingfeng, with his current indifference, paused for two seconds in front of these posters.
The place’s exterior wall was full of cracks, windows covered in dust, emanating a chill. A few old pickup trucks and bicycles were parked at the door, clearly frequented by the local impoverished residents.
Pushing the door open, a pungent sll of disinfectant hit them.
The hall was narrow and dim, fluorescent lights on the ceiling buzzing, casting a cold glow on the tiled floor.
A few plastic boxes were piled in the corner, filled with used dical waste bags, and several leaflets scattered on the ground, reading "First-ti blood donation, extra 10-dollar reward."
A middle-aged woman sat at the reception desk, lazily raising her head when soone entered, "Please show your ID, then fill out the form and confirm you don’t have any blood donation disqualifications."
A few people were sparsely seated in the hall.
A man, thin as skin and bones, slumped in a plastic chair, his arm wrapped in a bandage, silently weeping.
Next to him, a young man in a dirty hoodie clutched an empty water cup, blankly staring at the clock on the wall.
In a corner, an old lady leaned on a crutch, muttering sothing, half-asleep. The air was mixed with the odors of sweat, alcohol, and a faint tallic scent, making it uncomfortable.
Lisa and Annie, familiar with this place, joyfully walked to the front desk, just about to say, "We brought a newbie."
when suddenly, ’bang bang’ several gunshots rang out behind them, followed by a cold voice shouting, "Everybody down, this is a robbery!"
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