Chapter 8: The Plan for the First Bucket of Gold

  When Yī Fēi Yáng walked out of the Tang People's Street Sparrow Pavilion without a hair out of place, he waved his hand at the bewildered and uncomprehending doorman: "No need to see me off, take a rest, old chap! Goodbye!"

  The curly-haired guy scratched his forehead and thought: "What the hell, am I very familiar with you? Give me a bird!"

  Bao saw Yi Feiyang come out from inside and hastily ran out from the dark place.

  "Ayan, Ayan, how are you? Have they been giving you a hard time? Are you hurt?"

  Yi Feiyang kicked him flying with one foot, "Kao, are you taking advantage of me or showing concern for me?"

  "Of course I'm worried about you! You've been gone for so long, I was almost worried to death! If you came out any later, I might have even called the police!"

  Seeing Gaojiabao's genuine anxious expression, Yifeyang felt a little moved. He reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "How is it, did you kick it painfully just now?"

  "Of course it hurts, you kicked so hard."

  "Then I'll kick it lighter next time."

  "You're still kicking?!"

  ……

  "Ayong, how did it go? We don't have money, will he be willing to help us get a green card?"

  "Refuse."

  "What's to be done?"

  "Let's make a deal."

  "What's the deal?"

  As soon as Baozi asked non-stop, Yifeiyang told him what had happened.

  "Debt collection? Oh no, how can we be chased? We're not familiar with the place, and being chased is almost a given!"

  "Don't worry!" Yì Fēi Yáng patted Pàng Zǐ on the back, "A road will always appear before a mountain! What's more, with me here, what is there to fear?!"

  Yi Feiyang's determination made Fatso feel much more at ease.

  But Fatso soon discovered a problem, how did he become more and more dependent on the other person? It wasn't like that before. Since Ayan woke up from his coma, it was as if he had changed into another person, becoming...how to say it, more and more confident.

  Three days later, Yi Feiyang and Pangzi's base, Dog Den.

  The surroundings were messy, with trousers, socks, and dirty clothes piled up in a big heap. The fat man was squatting on the ground like a housekeeper, rubbing the clothes in the large wooden basin, with soap bubbles floating onto his face from time to time, making him look disheveled.

  As for Yi Feiyang, he was busy reading newspapers... a large pile of newspapers. Since deciding to rely on himself, Yi Feiyang had developed a habit of reading at least dozens of massive newspapers every day, absorbing the useful information inside like a sponge.

  The Wall Street Journal, The Hollywood Reporter, The Washington Post and even some lesser-known tabloids were all bought back by him. In the words of Fatso, this was simply a waste of money. Reading newspapers can't fill one's stomach, yet he spent all his money on buying them.

  Yi Feiyang could ignore Pangzi's nagging and continued to do his own thing; when Pangzi's nagging became too much, Yi Feiyang would directly throw a big pile of dirty clothes at him, "Good boy, go wash the clothes!" Like now.

  "Ah-choo!" The chubby boy squatting on the ground was made to sneeze by the bubbles, his nose itching.

  "Ayong, stop staring and help me wash clothes!"

  "That's what women do, don't ask me!"

  "But I'm not a woman! Why is it always me who does the washing?"

  "Because we don't have a washing machine."

  "But... you can't treat me like a washing machine!"

  "Who's fat between us?"

  I'm fat.

  "Who needs to lose weight?"

  I need it.

  "That's it." Yì Fēi Yáng continued reading the newspaper.

  Chubby: "......"

  In an instant.

  "Ayarn, I've thought about it, and I think it's going to be tough to catch that rabbit Bill." Fatso muttered.

  "It's been several days, and we've only managed to get one photo of him. We don't even know where he is; and even if we did, how are we supposed to catch him? I heard he runs faster than a rabbit, and even the camel's owner can't catch him. There are just two of us, what can we do? To put it another way, even if we're lucky enough to catch him, what if he doesn't have any money? We can't kill him, can we?"

  "Huh, Fei Bao, you're also learning to think now." Yi Feiyang put down the newspaper and smiled.

  Chubby was pleased, wiping his face with the back of his hand, a nose full of soap suds. "Hehe, actually I'm also very eye-catching, it's just that I don't usually show off, mainly to give you an opportunity..."

  "Let me through! Let me through!"

  "You're welcome! You're welcome!"

  ……

  "As for your first question, about catching that rabbit, I've already arranged for someone to take care of it."

  "Arrange for someone? Who is it, how can they help us?"

  "Money can make a ghost grind... Just take a look outside the window and you'll know."

  Fatso opened the window and poked his head out, only to see a bright sunny day outside. A woman was walking a dog while holding a sausage...

  "Is it the woman or the dog?"

  "I'm lost! Can't you take another look around and see what's there?"

  "No, nothing else, just this."

  "Look carefully!"

  Chubby looked far away, and it was a small gas station. Several members of the Flying Car Party, with tattoos on their arms, were leaning against motorcycles, laughing and joking around.

  Fatty's eyes lit up, "You mean... those Flying Car Gang?"

  "You're not stupid either!"

  Fatso rolled his eyes, but couldn't help but admire Yi Feiyang's cleverness in thinking of using the Flying Car Gang to find someone. This move was truly impressive.

  To know, this group of flying car party all day long eats full has nothing to do, likes riding a motorcycle all over the street to turn around blindly, perhaps really can find that guy Rabbit Bill.

  "As for your second question, what if we can't get the money from that rabbit Bill, it's easy to solve... Hey, take a look at this!" Yi Feiyang tossed a newspaper to Pangzi.

  The fat boy looked over in a daze.

  This is an entertainment newspaper, with a message circled in bold lines somewhere: Nick International Channel of the United States plans to launch a large-scale children's animated film next year, heavily invested and worth looking forward to!

  This heavily invested animation has been promoted for a long time, but it's not clear what it is. The American cable TV station is playing mysterious to attract little friends, and now it seems the effect is very good.

  Fatty looked left and right, but couldn't figure out what was going on here.

  Only Eiichiro Oda knew that this heavily invested animated film would be the future world-renowned "SpongeBob SquarePants". And the reason why American Cable Television Company is being so mysterious, no doubt, is to play the mystery card and manipulate next year's ratings when the animation premieres.

  In Yifeiyang's view, this is absolutely a good opportunity if it can be linked to the underground small movie of Rabbit Bill.

  Imagine if we were to make an adult movie out of this animated series and present it to the high-level executives at the cable TV company, what kind of expression would they have?

  How would it feel if someone ruined your painstakingly created animated masterpiece and turned it into a short film?

  Then we can talk about the price.

  If you don't want this film to be spread out and ruin the big plan, then take the money!

  Blackmail!

  Not bad, it's blackmail!

  Yi Feiyang wants to use this seemingly despicable method to make his first bucket of gold!

  In this country of America where the poor are not laughed at and prostitutes are not ridiculed, whether the means are despicable or not is secondary, what's most important is who is the biggest winner!

  Seeing Chubby's puzzled expression, Yi Feiyang said: "Believe me, Fei Bao, if it goes well, we'll not only get a green card but also make a fortune!"

  Chubby: "Can we?!"

  "How can it be?!" Yi Fei exclaimed, "America is a place full of miracles everywhere!"

  As he spoke, he put on his coat.

  "What's going on?" Fatso asked.

  "Let's catch the rabbit!"