America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Allen Zhang directly copied and pasted their resumés, and detailed data packets would display when clicking on their avatars.

It's so handy!

What a God's eye view of urban social gaming.

Not until the General Sect Leader dragged the map from the city center to the suburbs, marking his own Green Field Manor Ranch as the [Base], the Wells Fargo Bank in Palm Valley and the Starlight Casino in Little Rock as [sub levels], and Shadi's Razer Biker Gang as [allies], did he satisfactorily transfer the Bitcoins into Blitz's account.

"Go cash in these four Bitcoins on my behalf, cash is still more convenient to use."

The General Sect Leader still wasn't used to dealing with this kind of currency that changes price by the day, worrying that holding onto it might mean losing a few hundred bucks out of the blue.

"Ok. I will find a reliable person to sell these four Bitcoins." Blitz readily agreed.

After chatting with him for a while, Allen Zhang patted his bottom and left, as he needed to figure out how to deal with Will, the director responsible for land resource exploitation, to apply for an oil extraction license.

He searched for the application process and found it fairly straightforward—fill in the corresponding data on the official website and wait for the approval.

If you have connections, it could be done in a few hours; without contacts, given the efficiency of the department staff, it might take 3-15 days, by which time it could be too late!

Allen Zhang immediately sent a message to the director's number provided by the intel.

Burger King: Hello Mr. Will, I have a personal favor to ask. If you have time, I'd like to invite you to dinner tonight, what do you think?

Will: Who are you? I don't think I know you.

Burger King: I am the rancher from Green Field Town, currently planning on investing in some resource projects in my yard.

Will: Oh, you mean applying for an oil extraction license? You should follow the regulations and procedures, there are many people queued up before you, just wait patiently.

Burger King: I have some quality entertainment here, I'd like Mr. Will to come and enjoy.

He casually sent a couple of party photos from Rip's villa.

Will drew a sharp breath upon seeing the photos.

Sitting in his office, he corrected his attitude and typed: In principle, I don't usually support any socializing related to work. Actually, I'll be free after finishing work around 6 pm.

Burger King: I'll have someone pick you up. What kind of beauty does Mr. Will like?

Will: I like black women.

Burger King: Ok, I'll take care of it.

They settled the time and place. Allen Zhang also sent a message to Tommy, informing him to entertain a guest later, with expenses on him.

After all, they're professionals in this regard.

Tommy: Don't be a stranger. Who do you want to invite? We can totally handle it!

Allen Zhang: It's the manager of the land resource extraction department, I must win him over to start my operation. A friend of mine has some land that needs developing.

Tommy: Ok! I'll take care of it, we're the best at getting them involved. Do you need videos taken? What kind of spice does he like?

Allen Zhang was speechless.

Look at you, how conniving! Always ready to shoot some little videos to blackmail people.

That's indeed the typical Hollywood entertainment industry tactic.

Allen Zhang: No need for that. This is just a normal socializing job, just make sure he has fun, he's into group activities and likes black girls.

Tommy: Got it! I'll guarantee he has the time of his life! He'll be begging for more parties.