pjbooks Chapter 129 The Rich Man's Happiness Is Beyond Your Imagination
Chapter 129 The Rich Man's Happiness Is Beyond Your Imagination
Chapter 129 The Rich Man's Happiness Is Beyond Your Imagination
After everyone else got off the vehicle, Jimmy remained standing in the RV, lost in thought, seemingly unwilling to move.
Ma Jie waved in front of him and said, "What, are you planning to merge with Mama Max's RV?"
"I haven't watched Transformers since I was six years old." Jimmy looked at him seriously. "What I was thinking was, with so many valuable things, what if someone tries to steal them? Maybe I should stay and be a guard."
"Oh, stop kidding me, bro," Ma Jie couldn't help but laugh. "This isn't SkidRow, there aren't that many people going to steal from you. Don't worry."
"Besides, with your small frame, you probably couldn't even beat a girl who's a little taller than you. The only use you'd have is to add an extra charge of rape to their criminal record."
"Get lost!" Jimmy retorted fiercely, raising his middle finger in response to the man's mockery.
Hmph, you think I'm weak in combat? Fine, I'm not going to serve you anymore!
After the two got out of the car, Max, Fiona, and Sandy gathered around, looking at each other as if they had some unspeakable secret, and none of them dared to speak first.
"What's going on?" Ma Jieke leaned against the car door, a playful smile on his face. "Are you discussing who will serve me first tonight?"
If you don't mind, I'd like everyone to come together.
"Look at you, sisters. Someone just made a few dirty bucks and is already treating us like the cheapest street prostitutes."
Max tossed her hair and rolled her eyes at him: "Kid, do you think I've never seen money before? You think you can build a harem with this little bit of money? You're really dreaming."
"Just kidding. What do you want? Hurry up and tell me. I need to talk to those young masters about a business deal to raise funds for tomorrow's auction."
Seeing that neither of them intended to speak, Max crossed his arms and said, "Here's the situation: the future mayor, Ms. Fiona, and the future heiress, Ms. Sandy, want to ask me, this aging messenger, whether the profit-sharing agreement you previously promised to everyone still stands."
"Of course." After hesitating for two seconds, Ma Jieke smiled and promised, "If I remember correctly, the three of you plus Jimmy pooled together about 30% of the start-up capital. After the show is finished filming, I will split the profits according to our investment ratio. To be honest, it hurts a bit, but there's nothing I can do; that's called the spirit of a contract."
"What did I say?" Max looked at them irritably after getting his definite answer: "After spending so much time with Jack, don't you understand what kind of person he is? I bet your fathers wouldn't be as generous to their friends as he is."
"Don't mention Frank to me." Fiona reacted instantly to the word "Dad": "If you switch roles with Jack, he'll haul that truckload of goods away overnight, and you won't get a penny, plus you'll lose a campervan."
"Who isn't?" Sandy couldn't help but chime in. "When I was 12, my dad wanted to sell me to a rancher in Texas, but we couldn't agree on a price, so I'm still alive today."
When it comes to the unhappiness of their families of origin, these two are truly heavyweights.
I gave them a perfunctory hug, which was barely enough to offer any comfort.
As soon as he got back to his place, Rich Thomas was already waiting at the door, along with two other young men who were with him—
They came to participate in the program.
"Hijack, we meet again."
"Good evening, guys." Having discerned the other party's purpose, he chose to remain calm and asked, "What brings you here?"
"Can we go in and talk?" Thomas pointed to the door.
"Of course." He took out his key, opened the door to the cabin, put his backpack on the bed, and called out to Jimmy, "Find out something to drink to treat us guys."
"No, no, no need for that." Thomas glanced at his bulging travel bag and tentatively asked, "Buddy, I came to ask you, is there anything you got today that you want to quickly convert into cash?"
"There's so much! Check out my whole carload of microwaves and air fryers—they're every housewife's dream! Oh, and cosmetics too. If you're interested, I can..."
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant." Hearing him veer off-topic, Thomas hurriedly waved his hands, no longer bothering to hide it: "Actually, what we're really interested in are your good guns and your box of rare trading cards. How about it, are you willing to sell?" "Sorry, buddy, I'm not selling those guns."
After finishing his sentence, Ma Jie continued, "If you need the player cards, you can take them now. After all, there isn't a single Chinese player in there, and it bothers me."
"Seriously, buddy? You're keeping such a good gun for yourself?"
When Thomas learned that he refused to sell him the gun, half of the smile on his face vanished instantly.
"Otherwise what?" Ma Jie spread his hands, sounding somewhat sarcastic: "You live in the rich area, with security guards at home and police on the streets. I live in a homeless camp. More firepower, more protection, it's very reasonable."
Damn... your insurance is way too extravagant. Those guns are worth over 20,000 dollars in total. Wouldn't it be better to use that money to rent an apartment?
Seeing Thomas's hesitant expression, Ma Jie asked curiously, "Are these guns very rare? In my memory, you can buy anything in the armed nation."
"If only it were like that." The other party shook his head: "The main problem is that the ones you've offered are either military-grade or competition-grade. If you were to buy them through official channels, the procedures would be extremely complicated, requiring a lengthy background check on the buyer, and even then, there's no guarantee of 100% approval."
"Buying privately is relatively easier, do you understand what I mean?"
"Absolutely." After hearing his explanation, Ma Jie looked apologetic. "But I really don't want to sell. Let's talk about the trading cards instead; I happened to bring them with me."
He then unzipped the travel bag and took out the metal storage box from inside.
The three rich guys quickly took it, opened it, and stared wide-eyed, not knowing what they found so interesting.
After some haggling, the deal was finally struck at a package price of $9.
This price will definitely be lower than the price after being split and sold individually on eBay, but Jack Ma doesn't care about that.
Most importantly, by establishing social relationships with these wealthy children, we won't have to worry about selling any valuable items we find in the future.
For poor guys, let alone having $90,000, many have never even seen it, including cash and bank account balances.
But for the rich guy, all that money was only enough to buy a dozen or so small cards with football stars printed on them. They weren't good for food or drink, and they couldn't even be worn like watches or jewelry.
With such a large transaction amount, Jack Ma didn't insist on cash transactions; online banking transfers were the most convenient option.
This money, combined with previous savings, brings the total amount of savings to over six figures.
It's almost a full $140,000, and there's still a truckload of goods that haven't been liquidated. You could go out on the street and ask any middle-class person, and they wouldn't be able to come up with that much money.
Because the United States is a credit society, this credit is not simply about not owing debts for many years.
It's not that you're creditworthy if you're constantly burdened with debt.
If you don't borrow money, how will you repay it? If you don't repay it, how will you prove that you have the ability to repay?
If you don't even have any loan or repayment records, then in everyone's eyes you are a person with a zero credit score.
Based on this logic, whether poor or middle class, everyone is living in a cycle of overspending, and every time the repayment date arrives, they face a deluge of bills.
After seeing the rich guy off, Jimmy slumped on the bed, looking utterly hopeless, as if his entire value system had collapsed.
He worked tirelessly for seven or eight years, braving wind and rain, collecting hundreds of thousands of jars, but only managed to save less than $4 in total.
As a result, someone earned $90,000 in just one day, or rather, half a day.
"What's wrong, bro? You've already gotten a shock?" Ma Jie sat down next to him, hooking his arm around his shoulder. "This is nothing. Didn't I tell you? With me, the only thing you need to worry about is not having enough sacks to carry money. We'll have planes, we'll have yachts. If I were you, I'd be lying naked on the bed right now, waiting for my sugar daddy to come and have his way with me."
"Damn it, can you stop disgusting me?" Jimmy curled his lip in disgust. "If I wanted to sell my ass, I would have done it already. Why would it be your turn?"
"Haha, I was just kidding, bro, you actually took it seriously."
"Who...who took that seriously?" The kid stammered for a moment, then quickly changed the subject: "What are we having for dinner? I've been starving all day."
"Let's order room service." Ma Jie lay comfortably on the bed, propping his back up with a pillow. "Anyway, I don't want to go out. I'll eat and go to sleep. I have a live stream tomorrow, and that'll be it. If possible, I want to double today's profits and take the top spot on the popularity chart."
"Oh right, I had completely forgotten about it until you mentioned it. We still have a shopping voucher."
Upon hearing this, Jimmy quickly took out his phone, searched for the room number, and entered the event page.
"Wow, you're only ranked third? That's so unfair!"
"Who's ahead of me?" Ma Jieke was a little puzzled. Had these netizens gone mad? Couldn't this make me crowned king?
"You would never guess that the second-ranked person is Mrs. Hailey, a former television actress, and the show has many of her fans."
"And first place?"
"Duncan Morton." Jimmy smiled helplessly. "That annoying old geezer, I suspect he has some kind of 'Southeast Asian' tendency, because he secretly filmed me today, and none of you noticed, did you?"
"Bingo, you've hit the jackpot, bro," MaJack said gleefully. "I already knew. He's probably hiding in the bathroom right now, looking at your picture..." (Shutup!)