My American magical life
Chapter 1044: 113 "No! Stop!"_2

Chapter 1044: Chapter 113 “No! Stop!”_2

The specific implementation path involved participating in the San Rodolfo power struggle, introducing the influence of the MAGA founder through Wolf, and using prison privatization projects to expand the closeness and scope of interest connections.

There are two unavoidable key figures in this, Niusen and Wolf, whom Cheng bought with great profits.

Similar to how BOOKING gave Lisa thirty million dollars in cash and thirty million dollars in stock, Cheng divided it into ‘cash’ and ‘options’ for Niusen and Wolf as well.

Cash refers to the immediate benefits they can obtain, Niusen made a lot of money from BEC, while Wolf secured the position of Big Committee Chairman of the California Elephant Party.

Options are much more complicated, but this is the most critical and ingenious part of Cheng’s conditions, the commonality being that they must first help Cheng accomplish his tasks to realize them.

Haven’t you noticed, Cheng pays his remuneration with loans—capitalists are like that.

However, the cost of such a loan is actually quite high, Cheng is sacrificing everything he has.

He is the soul of it all, if he wins, naturally countless great Confucians will debate for him.

If he loses….

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“We can’t lose, Ruben, you’re taking Gasetti’s words too seriously.”

At a secret meeting, an old man with a hooked nose, blue eyes, and thin eyebrows interrupted Ruben impatiently.

“These politicians are always like that, like hungry dogs begging for bones.

Saying how much they need our help, how irreplaceable their position is, how those against them are targeting us through them.

All lies, not a word is true, he just wants us to throw more bones his way!”

The old man spat with saliva flying, but the others did not echo, only watched coldly.

Ruben sensed the implicit meaning in the air, reached out to interrupt the old man, and continued.

“The situation in San Rodolfo is quite unique, part of what Gasetti says requires our attention, for example, Wolf has consolidated the California Elephant Party.

California is only so large, the newly formed California Elephant Party will certainly seek to expand its influence, this is something we need to decide promptly!”

Seeing the others starting to nod in agreement with Ruben’s words, the old man grudgingly closed his mouth.

“Dracula Family, hmm, Wolf is ruthless, he killed many of his brothers, did you know that?”

A bearded man wearing a classic Shamite drifter’s hat spoke, shifting the topic to Wolf Dracula.

“Do you have evidence of this?” someone asked sinisterly.

This nation, inherently skilled in weaving conspiracies and lies, perhaps the questioner sensed a window for manipulation.

“I know an uncle of Wolf’s, but evidence….. Joel’s children never ‘existed,’ you understand.”

The man with the hat added.

“Besides, Wolf is just like us, we can completely win him over, only supporting one faction, they will think they are irreplaceable.”

The first old man who interrupted Ruben spoke again, puffing smoke and coughing twice, he said.

“Nanxi isn’t that stupid.”

Ruben immediately retorted sarcastically.

“Of course, we know Nanxi won’t be foolish, Niusen won’t be foolish, but they’re just a small part, will the other members of the Democratic Party be foolish?”

As he spoke, Ruben glanced over the crowd, reminding them.

“The Republican power on the West Coast is too weak, we need to maintain a controllable balance, let them fight amongst themselves.”

The participants nodded in agreement, Ruben’s words made sense.

“Do you have any plan?” the man with the hat asked Ruben.

“Let’s wait, see how far Wolf can go, if he can’t measure up, then there’s no value in manipulation, is there?”

Thus, the group reached a consensus on the issue of Gasetti’s plea for help.

The mayor would rack his brains but could never imagine that his plea for help would become a part of the noose that would strangle him!

His masters chose to temporarily stand by!

Actually, it is not surprising, even though he is the mayor of San Rodolfo City, he is ultimately just a tool.

A tool, without irreplaceability.

It seems, things have unfolded in ways Cheng didn’t anticipate, but in his favor.

When these Shamite drifter masters chose to stand aloof, Gasetti had no power to counter in front of the pack of wolves rallied by Cheng.

But, is this really a change in Cheng’s favor?

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On the other side of the world, Treasure Island Province, Dao Bei City.

Accountant Jia awoke on the six-square-meter bed in the master bedroom of the presidential suite, he put on his shoes and walked to the window of the seventy-square-meter master bedroom.

Through the eighteen-square-meter panoramic floor-to-ceiling window, from over a hundred meters up, Accountant Jia saw the waking city.

Taking a deep breath, Accountant Jia smiled.

This is the life that should belong to him.

He’s back!

After breakfast, an assistant from the team came to remind him.

“Mr. Jia, the helicopter is ready, an approximate half-hour journey, and we’ll land directly on the yacht. Would you like to depart now, or wait a bit longer?”

Cheng has equipped him with what could be called a luxurious team, arranging a grand entrance ceremony, leaving no room for doubt about his importance.

But Accountant Jia understands that what Cheng values is not himself, but his business.

Lao Jia is all too aware of his place.

“Let’s go now.”

Accompanied by the team, Accountant Jia took the elevator to the hotel rooftop where the helicopter awaited.

But just a step away from boarding, looking at the iron provisional steps before the helicopter, Accountant Jia hesitated.