With a uniform, Hou Dalin found a place where no one was around, and after he came out again, he became the focus of everyone he went.

First, the pilots of the airlines have a high social status and good welfare. Second, he's the face of an Asian.

In fact, the second point is a very big disadvantage, after all, Asian pilots should be considered a minority, or even a very small minority, in this country.

So be quick, Hou Dalin should use up the stolen checkbook as soon as possible before his face is remembered, and cash out as much as possible from banks, hotels, gas stations, shopping malls, and even convenience stores.

Because of the United States at this time, these places were able to exchange small cheques directly for cash. Since there was no Internet in this era, there was no good way to tell if a check would bounce, and it was all up to the personal judgment of the staff.

Hou Dalin had almost everything from a Pan Am employee, work badges, uniforms, employee checks, so within two days, he not only used up the one he had stolen, but even in a hotel, he couldn't hold back and stole a new one.

The checks brought Hou more than $7,000 in cash.

By the third day, Hou Dalin was no longer wearing his airline uniform. This time, he changed into a suit, directly changed to a district, and began to look for new "business opportunities".

It is said that his current money is enough to get a fake passport, but who would be afraid of more money? Besides, in the future, if you see a doctor for Xiao Jiu, or if he does a small business, won't you need capital?

A few days ago, he had discovered a good "business opportunity", that is, to deposit the money in other people's accounts into his own account through bank deposit receipts in this era.

Although it is necessary to modify other people's deposit receipts, the bank's special printing equipment is required, but this is really not a difficult task for Hou Dalin. It's just that he doesn't even have an identity now, and it's not easy to open an account.

In fact, it was because he had been here for too short a time to know the banks of the United States in this era. Here, you can open an account without an ID, even if you don't go to the bank.

Some banks also provide telephone account opening business, as long as you call the other party's service number, and then say to open an anonymous account, the other party will give you an account number, and then you set a password through the phone, this account is considered to be a successful account. You can read the name of the account as you like, and when you withdraw money, you can use the account number and password, and you don't need anything else.

Hou Dalin, who was tired of walking on the street, chose a restaurant.

Sitting in the window seat, Hou Dalin ordered a Western food, and then looked out the window while eating.

The waiter was also interested in this well-dressed man, and frankly, it was rare for people in such expensive clothes to come to this restaurant to eat. They weren't a fancy restaurant, they were for the junior staff of the nearby shops and companies.

Seeing Hou Dalin keep looking out the window, the waiter thought that Hou Dalin was waiting for someone.

Just as she was about to come over and get close to Hou Dalin, the boss standing at the counter called his name first.

"Emily, you take my place first, I need to get this week's cash to the bank."

The boss spoke, and the waiter named Emily had to dispel the idea of coming over to talk to Hou Dalin, and temporarily stood on the inside of the counter.

Hou Dalin was thinking about money, and hearing the word money at this time made him very sensitive.

After the boss went out, Hou Dalin stared at the boss who walked out of the door of the restaurant, and walked straight to a place across the street.

But obviously, there was no bank there, so why did he go in that direction? It didn't take long for Hou Dalin to know the answer.

I saw him pull a bag out of his pocket and stuff it into something similar to a mailbox.

What does this mean? Is there an automatic deposit machine at this time?

But 50 years later, the ATM is not so advanced, is it? Just stuff a bag in it and you're good to go.

Seeing this, Hou Dalin was no longer in the mood to eat, so he hurriedly stuffed the rest of the things into his mouth, took a sip of water, and walked to the counter to check out.

"Seven dollars, thank you (this chapter is not finished!) )

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。 The waiter's little sister smiled very sweetly, Hou Dalin replied with a smile, and asked, "I remember that you helped me order food just now, why are you a cashier now?" ”

"Old Hawke has gone to send money, and I'll take his place for the time being."

"Oh, thank you for your service!" Hou Dalin smiled, and then walked out of the restaurant without looking back.

Although I don't know how that old Hawke sent the money, but the current United States still has such a way of posting, which makes Hou Dalin quite surprised.

The bucket looked sturdy, but was it really okay? Moreover, cash can still be sent in such a way, should he say that these people are big-hearted? Or should I say that the thieves here are too stupid!

Hou Dalin pretended to be indifferent and walked into the iron bucket. Then I noticed that on the other side of the iron barrel, there was a store similar to a post office. However, Hou Dalin didn't know all the words, and he didn't plan to come to this kind of place for a second time.

He casually touched the iron bucket, and the contents instantly entered his space.

What he didn't expect was that there were seven or eight identical paper bags. And it's all cash.

What the hell is going on? This robbery is too simple, isn't it? And it's so safe that God took the money from the iron bucket without realizing it.

Hou Dalin began to loot as many similar iron barrels as possible in a limited time. He believed that since there was such a device here, the city would never have such a device.

Now is not the time to save money, Hou Dalin directly called a taxi, and began to search on the nearby streets according to the map.

Before the rush hour for getting off work in the evening, Hou Dalin found a total of six such iron buckets. These iron buckets are exactly the same on the outside, and the words on the house behind them are the same.

As a result, Hou Dalin began a pleasant looting operation.

And he found that the later he went, the more money he could get in these buckets. This forced him to turn back and raid the bucket that he had taken once before, and it was very rewarding.

When it got dark and police cars began to increase, Hou Dalin chose to retreat. After changing his clothes and removing the disguise on his face, Hou Dalin got into a taxi again and walked towards Zhao's house.

On the way, Hou Dalin carefully counted the harvest this time. What he didn't expect was that the six iron buckets brought him a total of more than 20,000 US dollars in cash income.

This is 20,000 dollars at the end of the sixties, and the dollar at this time is still directly linked to gold, so the purchasing power is leveraged. Like the kind of house that the Zhao family lives in now, he can buy two.

Go home and rest, for the next period of time, Hou Dalin plans to stop. This way of making money is too damaging to yin morality. He also chose such a way because of his reluctance, and now he has found the first pot of gold, which is enough for him to start a new life. So in this way, it's better to give up.

After all, no matter how strong his ability is, there will always be a time when he misses, and if he is caught, it will be more than worth the loss.

With money, the immediate problem can be solved.

At noon the next day, Zhao Yali's father, Zhao Delun, had already handled Hou Dalin's fake passport.

"Dalin, this is your ID." After speaking, Zhao Delun handed the three passports in his hand to Hou Dalin.

Hou Dalin opened it and saw that although the photo was his own, his name was changed to Huang Dafa's family visit visa from Hong Kong Island.

Flipping through the rest, one is a photo of Xiao Jiu, whose name is Cheng Tianjiao. One is a photo of the eighth child, whose name is Cheng Tianshuang. Like that Huang Dafa, he also came from Hong Kong Island.

"Da Lin, if you take this, you will be able to live a normal life here. You can rest assured that these people no longer exist in the original place, so you are safe to open an account with this passport.

It's just that don't forget, when the time comes, come here once with your passport, pay a thousand dollars, and you can extend it for another year. ”

"Thank you so much, Uncle Zhao, I don't even know how to say it." Hou Dalin is sincerely grateful this time, absolutely from the bottom of his heart.

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Chapter 158: The First Pot of Gold

"Oh, I really want to thank him, just return the money that our Lao Zhao paid in advance, Dalin, you don't know, in order to do this for you, Lao Zhao took out all my dowry." Before Zhao Delun could speak, the little daughter-in-law who was listening on the side spoke first.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhao Delun shouted angrily.

"Uncle Zhao, Uncle Zhao, don't be angry, I think what my aunt said is right, if you can help me find such a channel, it will already be a great favor for me, how can you still let you spend money?"

As he spoke, Hou Dalin took out a roll of dollars from his pocket, looking at the thickness, it was thousands of dollars.

"Uncle Zhao, I'm ready for the money, it's six thousand dollars, you can order it."

"Da Lin, don't listen to your aunt's nonsense, how can I ask for your money? You also have to treat your lover, and you will have money in the future. Take it back! Zhao Delun looked very excited, and even looked a little angry.

"Oh, Lao Zhao, people Dalin do this, it's also the reason of someone's family, if you don't take other people's money, people will think that you have other ideas." As she spoke, the little woman put the money on the table in her pocket.

Zhao Delun didn't stop it, to be honest, he really doesn't have much money in his hands now.

Hou Dalin looked at these two people, just smiled politely, and didn't say anything.

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