Daily Intelligence System: Financial Independence

The three o’clock afternoon sun lazily spills over the winding Jingkun Expressway.

Jiang Tao and Old Jia are already on their way back to their hometown, Ping County.

Though the intelligence mentioned that the meteorite worth 12 million had been there for who knows how many years.

And it wouldn’t be discovered anytime soon.

It’s best to pocket such a valuable item as soon as possible.

In the morning, he informed his parents and Xu Li, and mentioned it to Yuan Mengqi on the way to the lottery shop.

This time Jiang Tao went alone, aiming for swiftness and decisiveness.

Today is a workday, and it’s still early, so the outbound traffic isn’t dense.

The Mercedes G-Class races along the expressway, like a ferocious shark, sprinting joyfully.

Inside the car, it’s quiet, only the air conditioning system emits a faint breeze.

Jiang Tao leans back on the seat, resting with his eyes closed, replaying the conversation at Wofosi with Xiang Huabin’s family in his mind.

Getting Old Xiang’s promise was expected.

But getting 1 million in cash and a "Friendship Boat" from Xiang Yiwei was an unexpected joy.

Having only met twice, with not much interaction, Xiang Yiwei’s goodwill towards him had increased so much.

Ding dong~

The phone in Jiang Tao’s pocket rings. He opens his eyes, pulls out his phone to see a WeChat message from Xiang Yiwei.

Xiang Yiwei: [Brother Jiang leaving Beijing now? No traffic jams on the road right? By the way, where’s your hometown? (Little cat scratching head)]

Looking at the slightly playful message from Xiang Yiwei, Jiang Tao instantly recalls her perfectly crafted face.

Xiang Yiwei’s features have a kind of sophisticated beauty, coupled with her enchanting figure, especially those incredibly eye-catching long legs.

Yesterday’s live stream with Jiang Tao, gaining over a million followers wasn’t surprising.

Xiang Yiwei sending messages proactively, Jiang Tao couldn’t pretend not to see.

Thus, the two exchanged dozens of messages back and forth.

From talking about hometown, special products, Jiang Tao’s development in Beijing, to Jiang Tao’s specialties, running and golf.

Xiang Yiwei is very good at chatting, during the conversation she’s constantly finding topics and creating an atmosphere.

Unknowingly, over half an hour has passed.

On a dull journey, having a beautiful, superbly figured lady to chat with seems quite nice.

The chat continued until Xiang Yiwei had work to attend to, ending their conversation.

Jiang Tao looked up, seeing the sign indicating 2 kilometers ahead is B State Service Area.

"Old Jia."

Jiang Tao spoke, "Are we almost at B State Service Area? Let’s stop and take a break, use the restroom."

"Got it, President Jiang."

Jia Guolin responded, glancing at the navigation to confirm the location.

B State Service Area holds special significance for Jiang Tao.

Previously, through the Intelligence System, he managed to pick up a valuable lion-head walnut tree and a Bitcoin wallet worth tens of thousands here.

Passing by again, he can’t help but hope to "return to old haunts," maybe get lucky again.

After about a minute, the Mercedes G-Class slowly enters the ramp, driving into the B State Service Area.

Unlike the clear highway, the service area is bustling and full of human presence.

Various vehicles fill the parking spots, dusty long-distance trucks, family cars carrying everyone, and tourist buses with different plates.

Travelers are in a hurry, some quickly head towards the restroom as they get out of the car, showing the urgency.

Others gather around stalls, buying local specialties for their families.

Some stand in the resting area, stretching numb legs, lighting up a cigarette, enjoying the brief relaxation.

Children’s laughter, vendors’ loudspeakers, the roaring of car engines blend into a distinctive highway life scene.

Jia Guolin expertly finds a spot, parking the car firmly.

"President Jiang, we’re here."

"Okay, let’s go to the restroom, smoke a cigarette, and take a break."

Jiang Tao opens the door, takes a deep breath of the air mixed with car exhaust, food aroma, and dust in the service area.

The two walk side by side towards the restroom.

After handling personal matters, Jiang Tao feels his mouth is dry, checks his pocket, and finds the cigarette box empty.

"Old Jia, I’m heading to the supermarket to buy a few things, will you wait in the car?"

"I’ll go with you, President Jiang." Jia Guolin says dutifully.

The two turn towards the supermarket inside the service area building.

The supermarket is crowded, products are abundant, but like most service areas, prices are much higher.

Jiang Tao heads straight to the tobacco and alcohol counter, buys two packs of soft Zhonghua, then picks up four Red Bulls from the beverage section.

Thinking further, he goes to the fruit and snack section, picks some nice bananas, oranges, and two bags of pistachios and macadamia nuts, to pass time on the road.

Looking at these simple items in the shopping basket, while checking out he spends over three hundred.

In the past, Jiang Tao might have been taken aback, lamenting the high prices in service areas.