Chapter 42: Exploding the Topic!

Watching the taillights of the Tesla fade away, Slattery's heart was filled with mixed emotions.

Chan was unaware of Slattery's thoughts as he dropped Lisa off near the respawn point.

"Chan, you can take these three cases of water. I can't carry them myself."

Watching the cunning mechanic unbuckle his seatbelt, Lisa instructed.

Lisa was gentle, at least for now.

Of course, she could carry them herself, but she didn't want her help to seem presumptuous to Chan, so she made up an excuse.

Women's words are deceitful ghosts.

"Thank you, Lisa, you're truly an American angel."

Daily wool-plucking achieved, freeload successful!

On the first day in San Luis, he barely begged for food.

The second day, he went Dutch with the blonde girl for lunch.

The third day, he freeloaded a delicious hamburger.

On the fourth day, he freeloaded a top-notch French meal and even got three cases of top-grade mineral water.

How could America not be heaven?

You say holy water is sweet? That's not lead pollution, that's divine favor!

You say the food at shelters and relief centers isn't good? Having food to eat is already good, let alone not paying for it!

You say the streets are dirty and dangerous at night? America has been like this for hundreds of years, what's changed?

This is America, where Chan lives.

Sunny looked at Chan returning with difficulty.

Indeed, three cases of mineral water were very heavy, almost enough to kill Chan's old back.

"Chan, I haven't seen you all day, and you didn't reply to my messages. Did you go zero-cost shopping?"

Sunny was interested in zero-cost shopping, an open trend of shared consumption. She just wished Chan had taken her along.

"You should have taken me; I could have carried back at least two cases!"

Setting the boxes down, Chan pulled out a bottle and tossed it to Sunny.

"It wasn't zero-cost shopping; I went out to eat with Lisa and got a credit card while I was at it."

Sunny didn't pay attention to the credit card; she had never used one of those things. But as a woman, she sensed elements of interest.

"Lisa, the blonde girl?"

"Yes."

"Well, is she blind? How could she be interested in you?"

Chan looked disdainfully at the black girl and explained helplessly.

"It was just a favor from a friend, and then we had a meal together. You're thinking too much."

The neighbor had taken down the rich woman with her money, but what did the rich woman see in him?

Sunny felt a bit discouraged and even the high-end mineral water in her hand didn't taste as good anymore.

"Shall we go begging together tonight?"

Facing Sunny's sincere invitation, Chan manipulated the trading software while replying.

"Of course, but that's not begging for me. For me, that's collecting a debt from an old compatriot in our country."

Just now at the bank, he had deposited all his cash into the new secondary card he had just obtained. Now there were sixteen hundred dollars in it.

Chan transferred this money into the trading software, selected IG3:0, and clicked confirm.

He hoped everything would go smoothly.

As long as he got his first pot of gold and then acquired legal status, the road ahead would be smooth.

"Chan, I also got several bottles of water at noon. I waited in line for a long time, but I didn't expect you to bring back three cases in one trip."

"I got lucky. Tomorrow, you take me along, we need water every day, and not having it isn't an option."

In the jumping video, Chan noticed that his second video seemed to have sparked a lot of interest.

The first video had stopped at six figures, but this second one had broken three hundred thousand views.

Thirty thousand views were quite considerable for a new account.

The carefully edited clickbait text seemed to have worked.

People in the comments section had various opinions, and it was a chaotic mess, with everyone arguing.

'Today's daily wage, one hundred dollars. After receiving the wage, I ate several hamburgers, but the names of the hamburgers are a bit strange, and I can't understand them. Can someone help me?'

The first explosive point was the daily wage of one hundred dollars.

At the current exchange rate of 1:6.5 between the dollar and the yuan, one hundred dollars was equivalent to six hundred and fifty yuan.

That's roughly half of the minimum monthly wage in many areas!

To put it another way: in extreme cases, compared to the average working person in China, Chan earned in one day what they earned in half a month!

Chinese people are the best at math, and the comments section naturally had its fair share of calculation experts.

This is a true love kettle (Yunan) "One hundred dollars a day, one thousand dollars in ten days, one hundred thousand dollars a month, one million dollars a year. One million dollars is equivalent to six point five million yuan. Brothers, goodbye, I'm going to my hometown America, where I've never been."

'Parachutist, did your mother pig teach you math? One hundred thousand dollars a month, one year should be one point two million dollars, you can't even calculate this, bleh!'

'Nanban, these two are one more active than the other. I suggest you go to America and put pressure on them, don't harm our great China.'

'I still think the purpose of receiving higher education is to help our hometowns out of poverty, not for our hometowns to escape poverty.'

'Yes, yes, the facts are clear, even a beggar can earn a hundred dollars a day, what else can they argue about?'

Just the first explosive point, just earning a hundred a day, had brought out all kinds of monsters and demons in the comments section.