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65: Chapter 65: So Happy to Fly 65: Chapter 65: So Happy to Fly “Fxxk!

No way!

We were just discussing business!

I’m the bar manager now!

When I’m at work, I call it by my job title!

Guise!

Watch out or I’ll punish you by making you clean the trash bins!” Mary flipped the bird, cursing angrily.

“Ok, Manager Mary.

You just got there three minutes earlier than me and the boss saw you and promoted you to manager.

If it wasn’t for my boyfriend nagging me to do morning exercises, I would be the manager right now.” Guise rolled his eyes, feeling speechless.

Hearing her colleague say this, Mary also started to somewhat doubt Allen Zhang’s motives.

Could he really be doing this for me?

But I already have a boyfriend, this is just a transaction!

It’s just how lovey-dovey brains think.

Allen Zhang followed Mary out the door, took a big detour, and arrived in the backyard.

“Take a look, this is your workplace.

You might have been here before, but that road has been blocked, so we can only go through a big loop from the back door.

Clean the trash on time every day, there’s no hourly wage, but you get a garbage truck as standard issue, and all the money you make from selling cans is yours, you’ll need to drive this truck to the suburban recycling center.”

Mary took the keys, opened the iron fence gate, and led Allen Zhang into the courtyard.

It was the familiar backyard, but Old Mai wasn’t there anymore, his epic gear had exploded all over the ground.

“If you agree, I’ll hand you this key.” Mary took out the keys to the garbage truck and said with a smile, “But there’s no need to be too busy, after all, the bar business has been shut down, maybe you’ll only need to move trash every two or three days?”

Allen Zhang didn’t think so.

Once your boss finds someone to take over, things that should open will still open.

After all, money moves people’s hearts; the other party would definitely include the latter half of the business in the sale to increase the price.

Without the Sindred gang, there’ll be Sindhi Fly gang, Sindhi gang… various forces waiting to sell leaves, the streets are never short of opportunistic black gangs.

Clubs and game rooms, those small gangs can’t afford them, they can only co-rent with the bar to sell and share profits.

Allen Zhang took a look at the garbage truck, didn’t expect it to be quite fully equipped, even came with a designated vehicle, and immediately nodded in agreement, “Leave it to me.”

“Do you have a legal driver’s license, Hanberger?” Mary held the car keys, ready to hand them over, then suddenly asked, “If you’re driving without a license, I wouldn’t dare to trust you with this truck.

You better use this truck where it’s supposed to be used, and not behind our backs for other businesses.”

“Don’t worry, my team has plenty of people who can drive.” Allen Zhang felt the other person still didn’t quite trust his character, “Nobody would race others with a garbage truck, right?

Its purpose is just to transport trash.”

“You’re right!” Mary nodded in agreement, reassured, she handed over the gate and car keys to her.

Then asked, “Hanberger, did you come by the bar yesterday?”

Allen Zhang was surprised, “I did come by once, how did you know?

Did a colleague tell you?”

“Because the officer was taking notes and watched the surveillance video of the bar lobby from yesterday.

My colleague also provided some records of guest entries and exits, it’s nothing serious, but it seems like you came specifically for me?”

Mary looked at Allen Zhang, smiled slightly, “You better admit you came for a drink, and not for anything else!”

“You got me wrong, I came to see you because I saw homeless people illegally carrying guns on other streets, the officers had a conflict with them, and those black guys seemed to be gang members contracted by the bar, I was a bit worried that this might endanger your personal safety, so I came by to check, it turns out you were off today.” Allen Zhang candidly admitted.

Mary recalled and indeed, there had been a shooting incident yesterday during the day, the timing also matched, she didn’t expect Allen Zhang to be so kind-hearted to specially come and warn her.

She leaned in closer, hinting, “Hanberger, do you want to do some other activities?”

“Like what?” Allen Zhang looked around, seeing no one else, her hand resting on his shoulder, starting to get naughty.

“Pay me 50 US Dollars, and I can make you feel like you’re flying!”

Mary licked the corner of her mouth.

“Nice suggestion.

But I’ve got other things to handle today, don’t want to waste too much energy.

Also, I don’t think the scene and atmosphere here are quite suitable,” Allen Zhang glanced at the rubbish bin, with absolutely no desire for doing it outdoors.

“Maybe next time, definitely next time.”

“Alright.

It was just a casual suggestion, after all, I’m also busy and need to clean up, aiming to open the door for business early.” Seeing that Allen Zhang was not interested today, Mary decisively gave up.

They chatted a bit more about business and added each other as friends on a messaging app.

Then they went their separate ways.

Mary returned to the bar, and Guise was also shocked by their efficiency.

“That quick?

Your client is too agreeable, huh?” he said, barely hiding his envy.

If all her clients were this quick, how much more money could she make in a day?

“You’re overthinking it!

Nothing happened at all.” Mary fiercely flipped him off and immediately began nitpicking about the work, “Is this the floor you mopped?

Why is there still dirt on it?

Guise, I can’t just pretend I didn’t see anything!”

“Please Mary, why can’t you be more lenient with me!

Enough is enough, the floor is meant to be stepped on; it can’t possibly be as pristine as your butt cheeks.” Guise rolled his eyes.

“Fxxk!

Wait till you become a manager one day, you’ll be even stricter than me,” Mary said righteously.

“Plus, I actually do more work than you, you’re just slacking off!”

The two of them quarreled over the matter.

…

Allen Zhang left the Sunkist Bar, got on his bike, and started to take in the unique streetscape of the West Coast, with various tents bulging up by the roadside like mounds.

There were also a few white police officers with rubber batons, surrounding a black homeless man and putting him through an interrogation.

The main issue was suspicion that the man had stolen some items from the community, requiring him to show his ID, and forbidding him to beg illegally in the vicinity.

White homeless could, black homeless couldn’t!

Allen Zhang knew that life for Black would become a bit difficult and unsustainable in the coming days.

He then found an open convenience store on the street and casually spent 5 US Dollars on a health meal specifically for fitness buffs—oat bread, chicken breast, a low-fat milk box, and a sweet date dessert to fill his stomach.

Nutritious, tasty, but bland.

Riding his bike, eating as he went, if he didn’t feel like walking, he’d sit on a roadside bench to enjoy the morning view.

After he finished, he casually threw the trash into a rubbish bin.

Along the way, he ran into a charitable food truck and freeloaded a cream puff.

But it was too sweet, Allen Zhang only took one bite and couldn’t eat any more, feeling a bit picky now, getting too used to the convenience store food, charity meals no longer appealed to him.

He casually handed it to a fortuitous person in line—a disheveled female homeless with one shoe missing.

Using Google Maps, he located the Green Door Laundry on Viggen Street.

Unexpectedly, Allen Zhang found a kind of flea market, or rather a black market, right under his nose in the Sixth District.

Looking at the time, that Old Black should be getting ready to set up his stall for business now.

Riding his bike, he headed straight there at the right moment.

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