My American magical life
Chapter 1060: 118: Seven Big Black Xs and Snow White

Chapter 1060: Chapter 118: Seven Big Black Xs and Snow White

“Please, Aunt, we don’t have to be pessimistic. Chan’s attitude was surprisingly good. He even called you ‘America’s most outstanding woman in three hundred years.'”

Words can lie, actions won’t. Nanxi calmly watched the street outside the car window. She already understood where Niusen’s loyalty lay.

Will, who was driving, felt somewhat indignant.

Gru, even your master has to show some respect to our California Clique, what gives you the right to bully me?

But he only dared to think this in his heart; he didn’t have the guts to complain to his parents or to settle accounts with Gru.

“First, I am the most outstanding woman in America in the past 300 years, and I don’t need anyone’s acknowledgment. Dai’an is no match for me.

Second, only victors show generosity to the defeated, merely to make the resistance from the defeated lighter or more obedient when bleeding them dry.

Third, I want compensation, you owe me a large sum of money, child.”

Nanxi didn’t pretend anymore, asking directly for money. The effort she spent cleaning up after Niusen needed investment, even intangible costs were costs.

Niusen was originally her political heir, regarded as the strongest successor within her faction.

But now, in many cases, Niusen was apparently not listening to her very much.

At this moment, Nanxi truly needed to weigh the benefits.

No one is genuinely pure-hearted in this game; efforts are favors, and if you don’t compensate me after my hard work, I, Nanxi, will suffer great losses!

However, it was evident that the Governor didn’t take Nanxi’s words seriously.

About enough, we haven’t truly lost. We merely followed Chan’s lead in the cooperative negotiation framework at the end, a slight loss of face without losing interest.

This round may be temporarily passive, but the lost ground will surely be regained in the future!

But still… appeasing is necessary; Aunt indeed worried a lot.

“Cough, of course, Aunt, of course, how much do you want, cough! Cough! Cough!”

Niusen coughs while replying, the hint couldn’t be more obvious.

Yet, Will, caught up in the happy times of his brother sitting on the Great Commander’s throne, had already envisioned Gru tearfully kneeling to lick his shoes.

Regarding his brother’s frantic hint, Will was entirely oblivious.

Niusen felt a bit anxious and intensified his effort, trying to stretch his neck into Will’s ear to cough.

“Cough! Cough! Cough!”

This time, the driver finally noticed, and Will glanced at the rearview mirror to see Nanxi’s mocking face and Niusen’s dizzy, flushed cheeks.

Nanxi couldn’t help but laugh and spoke.

“Child, stop coughing, I fear you’ll cough your lungs out.

As for you, dear Will, your brother was reminding you, it seems you forgot something.”

The bamboo shoots are all about to be snatched by Nanxi.

“Will, didn’t you bring a gift back for Aunt from Niger?”

Now that it’s been revealed, Niusen didn’t pretend anymore, directly reminding.

Will promptly replied.

“Yes, Aunt, I sought seven robust African lads for you in Niger. They should be cleaned up adequately in the last couple of days. Where do you think they should be sent?”

“Seven robust African lads”

“cleaned up adequately”

“where do you think they should be sent”

One might think we’re back in the nineteenth century.

But speaking of it, the only reason slavery was eliminated was that the costs couldn’t compete with the free market. From this viewpoint, modern cattle and horses’ participation in surplus value redistribution might not be as much as nineteenth-century cotton workers. (Not praising slavery, the qualifiers are well-written, hhh)

“Oh? Seven Africans? How old are they?”

Nanxi suddenly became interested.

Do you think her identity is simply Emperor’s Speaker?

No, standing in front of you is—a Sanlitun’s silver party organizer, an old seventy-year silver demon, the biggest achievement in Bai Jing’s public security history.

The world of the groove is, to some extent, more of a makeshift troupe than you think.

Novelists have limits to their fantasies, reality’s magic has no limits.

An orgy madman who was caught on the spot by foreign police can still rise meteorically to become ‘female role model,’ ‘Emperor’s Speaker,’ this is reality, not a story.

“Anyway, quite old, Aunt, do you like this gift?”

Will replied cheekily.

In his heart, he felt a bit bitter. If he were smart yesterday and revealed this surprise earlier, he might not have been battered by Nanxi.

“I am now older, you all know it, just send them to my villa at Lake Washington, one by one, all together I fear being noticed.

However, this sincerity is not enough, Niusen.”

Nanxi was actually being humble; being over seventy is the age for hustle and bustle, according to the ‘young old-age’ system, she belongs to ‘vigorous elderly’—vigorous! Do you know what vigorous means?

‘Seven XX can’t fill your stomach!’

Niusen cursed internally, replying aloud.

“Yes, I considered, only giving cash doesn’t match the effort you put into privatization in San Rodolfo County Prison.

First, I’ll give you eight million Dollars in BEC coin, then once privatization goes smoothly, allocate you a ten percent share, what do you think?”

Everyone’s an expert in drawing big promises.

Nanxi pondered the offer Niusen made, hesitated for a moment without responding.

Future shares belong to the successful, have none of the failed, from this perspective, eight million Dollars is Niusen’s payment for him passing through many difficulties besides the privatization of the prison.

This price was quite generous.