Thief Vision: Meet the Next

Chapter 17: First Pot of Gold

Mark hasn't contacted Charles since he left in the morning. Robert tried to call him, but it was a woman who answered the phone.

“Sorry, the user you dialed is in arrears.”

“Bastard,” Charles cursed while paying him the phone bill online. Unfortunately, this time he was prompted that the number couldn’t be reached, which made Charles feel very uneasy.

Robert shared the same feeling, "Will something happens to Mark?"

“Come on! How would I know?”

What Charles was most worried about was that Mark sold them out. Those who sold fake cigarettes must be looking for them crazy now. Once any information was leaked, those people would chase after them until taking their goods back and …. cutting off their hands and feet.

Charles couldn’t be more regretful to accept the offer of Mark. To be safe, neither he nor Robert dared to stay in the hotel but hid directly in the small restaurant opposite the hotel.

It wasn't until 8 o'clock in the evening that they saw Mark rushing into the hotel. Charles and Robert stayed in the hotel for another half an hour, making sure that Mark didn't bring anyone there before returning to the hotel.

Mark was gnawing some uncooked fast noodles. After seeing Charles and Robert, he couldn’t wait to share this good news with them, "Everything is done. We should get money if it goes well.”

"Really?" Charles originally had 100 questions to ask Mark, where did he go all day, why didn't he answer the phone, and who did he meet, but all the questions became one question, "How about the price? ?"

"This buyer is not local. They have promised 80% of the market price if we take care of the goods delivery, while 60% of the market price if they come by to take all cigarettes. Charles, I wanted to discuss this with you over the phone, but I didn’t expect my mobile phone to run out of power, so I made a decision for us. I selected the second solution. You know, there are also great risks in transportation, if something goes wrong along the way, the gain will not be worth the loss."

Mark didn’t want to leave a wrong impression on Charles, who may think that he’s gone too far. He’s kept talking while looking at Charles.

After Charles heard Marks’ explanation and analysis, he didn’t reply immediately, instead, he lowered his head and showed a thoughtful look, though he had to admit that Mark was very considerate. Safety was always the most important thing in their business. Those expensive fake cigarettes were too eye-catching in this small region, while it’s even more undesirable to deliver those goods by themselves. The reason was quite obvious. One was that they may be investigated on the road, and the other was the risk of being blackmailed in a place they didn’t really know. The consequences could be disastrous.

Charles couldn't help changing the definition of Mark. Mark was not only careful but also well-connected. Charles has never thought that Mark could find buyers from outside the province.

"Alright, just do what you said," Charles clapped.

Seeing the smile on Charles’s face, Mark seemed to hear the sound of something being put back in place. It's his heart. At the same time, he was a little puzzled, because he had no idea where his fear for Charles came from. Was it just because of the toughness he showed when he saved him in Little World last night? He was a little confused.

Compared to Mark and Charles, who had countless ideas in their heads, Robert was very simple. What he wanted was to get rid of the goods as soon as possible, and then get the money.

"Mark, I know you got your way! Good job!" Robert couldn't control his excitement as long as he thought that his mom no longer had to worry about the debts of the family.

The day of delivery soon came. Charles arranged tasks for the three people in advance. He and Mark went to the warehouse where the goods were stored, while Robert hid at the intersection in case of unexpected incidents.

A total of three people showed at the door of the warehouse as appointed, all of them sturdy and armed. The leading person shook hands with Mark, and then went straight to the subject, “Mark, where are the cigarettes?”

Charles stretched out his hand to get their attention and later lifted a piece of cloth to reveal dozens of boxes of cigarettes.

What happened next went smoother than Charles expected.

With the help of Charles, the three strong men finished a series of things at a quick but organized pace, such as inspecting the goods, counting, and loading. Everything was done in 20 minutes. As a result, Charles got 70,000 more dollars in his banking account.

The whole process was not as thrilling as Charles imagined, or even very plain. It wasn't until he received the bank's p*****t notification text message that his heart jumped violently as if to tell him that they did it!

This was the first pot of gold he dug up. Thinking about the poor situation yesterday, he had 70,000 dollars in his hand today, which made him feel like a dream.

"Bro, it’s very pleasant to work with you. Don’t forget to contact me if you have any goods like this. We collect everything, cars, jewelry, as long as they are valuable."

Of course, Mark nodded immediately, as if he was afraid that the other party would withdraw the offer, "No problem, say hi to Barrio for me." Barrio was the leader of this organization.

Seeing the truck that was moving away quickly, Mark let out a long sigh. It’s finally done.

Charles couldn’t be happier to get rid of those hot goods. He patted Mark on the shoulder, "Mark, good job! How about join Robert and me? we can do something together.!

"Yes! Thanks, Charles," Mark agreed without hesitation, and continued, "We have to celebrate tonight."

Back at the hotel, the first thing Charles did was to divide the money, since he knew by heart for people like them, nothing was real but money.

Enjoying the way how Robert and Mark looked at him, Charles had the illusion that he was the leader of this mini-group.

According to the previous plan, Charles and Robert shared the money from the sale equally. Now that Mark joined them, Charles and Robert had to take part of their share out. The thing was how much should be given to Mark, "Robert, how much should we give Mark? Do you have any number?"

Before Robert could speak, Mark said first, "Charles, no worries, it’s up to you.”

Mark’s attitude has confirmed Charles’ position among the three, which comforted Charles immediately, “This is the first pot of gold for the three of us, and it’s by no means the last one. Here’s $70,000. If I say, Robert and I will get $30,000 each of us, while Mark, you will get $10,000 this time. Mark, I know it’s not a lot this time, we will definitely split it evenly next time. What do you think?"

Robert and Mark were very happy with this plan. Robert was worried that Charles would split the money equally among the three, while Mark didn’t dare to expect more than $10,000 since he only joined at the end of the business.

With a ding sound, Charles transferred everyone's due share to their respective accounts.

Mark clasped his phone tightly as if he was holding $10,000, "Let’s go outside tonight! It’s on me! No one can leave without getting drunk!"

"Of course," Charles immediately followed.

At nine o'clock in the evening, three self-righteous thieves walked drunk to a bizarre club. They were no strangers to this kind of place, but today they were exceptionally free and easy.

The girls with enchanting figures and exposed clothes made them a little dizzy, their eyes full of bare thighs and arms.

A very plump and glamorous woman on the stage was singing some love song. A pair of big breasts flew up and down, and Mark couldn’t move his eyes from her since he stepped in.

"s**t! What is she f*****g singing? But her boobs are interesting,” Mark yelled loudly, not forgetting to flirt with a hot girl next to him.

The hot girl immediately came over, "Hey, handsome, would you like to buy me a drink?"

"Yeah, of course, of course, what do you like?”

Sitting in the revolving chair, Charles began to look for his target. It didn’t make sense to be a saint in such a place. But after searching for a long time, he didn't find any prey. The worst thing was he found two young girls sitting beside Robert when he looked back.

What the f**k!

Since there was no girl to accompany him, Charles could only go to the toilet to solve his personal business. He finished the drink in his glass and then got up. On his way to the toilet, Charles was too staggered to balance himself until he hit the pillar with his head. Thank God he held the pillar tightly, otherwise, he would fall to the ground.

Charles stood up slowly while leaning on the pillar. When he looked up, he realized that he was already at the door of the toilet. He blinked his eyes vigorously. As he just went towards the male toilet, only finding a woman in a red skirt coming out of the door.

Charles couldn't help but shook his head vigorously. He looked around, only to find that he was still in the crowded hall. Charles rubbed his aching head, what happened? He must be drunk! This was the only answer he could find.

He walked quickly in the direction of the toilet, reached out and pushed the door of the men's toilet, and immediately saw a girl in a red short skirt in front of him.

Then the girl and Charles exclaimed at the same time.

“Ah!”