My American magical life
Chapter 133 - 133 49 These Are the Last Few Photos on His Phone

133: Chapter 49: These Are the Last Few Photos on His Phone 133: Chapter 49: These Are the Last Few Photos on His Phone Li Haiping was nearly fifty and had been diligently running his small business for decades.

He had seen many people who ended up in prison, but he had never been bullied like this before.

After asking those questions, Cheng Daqi suddenly left, no longer interested in cooperating with him.

In that situation, he grabbed Cheng Daqi, an impulsive act out of desperation.

But Cheng Daqi turned around abruptly and pinned him against the wall.

Looking up at Cheng Daqi, who was more than a head taller, Li Haiping felt even more terrified.

“I’m just an honest broker, never cheating my clients; the only illegal thing I do is exploiting regulatory loopholes.”

“You want to rent a house, I rented out the one I had prepared for my daughter to you, and you complain that the price I quoted is too low.”

“Just now, you hinted at wanting to cooperate with me, but now you turn your back on me.”

Damn!

How can you treat me this way, I should…

Cheng Daqi hit him, he could well report fiercely to the immigration office.

No, he couldn’t report to immigration; this jerk had connections with the immigration office!

Yes, America has laws, but Cheng Daqi has two night elf henchmen.

This country’s laws have different applicability adjustments for clients with different skin colors.

The middle-aged broker’s vulnerabilities were too many; he had long since lost the courage to confront anyone.

How can one argue with a dog?

“CEO Cheng, please calm down; CEO Cheng, it was my fault, my hand slipped, please calm down.”

Comforting himself in his heart, Li Haiping forced a flattering smile on his face.

Cheng Daqi, slightly losing interest after releasing his grip on Li Haiping’s neck, appeared a bit disappointed.

Elder Li, you’re useless even when given the chance.

Gru is even younger than you, but he has already started to do his own thing and climb upward.

Now I’ve handed you the opportunity, and you yourself are disappointing.

“CEO Cheng, I can compensate for the clothes!

After all, they are high-end custom-made, and it was my urgency that caused me to damage such expensive clothes.”

Seeing that Cheng Daqi had dropped his hand but still had an unfriendly expression, Li Haiping painfully offered to compensate for the clothes.

Your lousy jacket is just an ordinary piece of clothing, worth maybe a few hundred Dollars at most.

Uttering words he didn’t believe himself, Li Haiping felt as if his heart was not just bleeding but being thrown into a meat grinder.

This is far too much, too painful!

“I’m just joking, ha-ha, Elder Li, why so serious?”

After flexing his wrist, Cheng Daqi straightened Li Haiping’s wrinkled collar.

People’s thoughts aren’t mutually comprehensible; Cheng Daqi meant well, but Li Haiping thought Cheng Daqi was threatening him with his actions again.

‘When under the eaves, one has no choice but to bow their head; endure the moment for peace.

With family and business to care for, there’s no need to argue with someone who stops at nothing.’

‘Dammit, this house is mine, this is my eave!’

‘Today is really cursed!’

“CEO Cheng, please let me off, I’ll give you money; I’ll negotiate a no-deposit deal for you on this house, please stop teasing me.”

Elder Li is on the verge of tears, but he still holds himself together.

The pressures of life, the responsibilities of family, those vulnerabilities firmly rooting themselves to him, preventing any thoughts of rebellion.

“Ha, Elder Li, you really got me wrong.

I think you’re not bad, renting such a good house to me.

So, I did want to cooperate with you just now.”

After testing the waters and reckoning Elder Li wouldn’t dare to cheat him with the house, Cheng Daqi saw no further need to play the villain.

Having said this, Cheng Daqi sat back down on the sofa.

The regret in his words was so clear, Elder Li, shocked and immobilized, just stood there, not moving an inch.

“CEO Cheng, what exactly do you mean?”

Though the middle-aged man had some guesses, he still wanted to hear a definite answer from Cheng Daqi.

“Elder Li, if you want to do business in the grey area, you can’t do it without guts or courage.

How can you not try?

Let’s understand each other, come, have some tea.”

Looking at the froth floating on the surface of the tea, Li Haiping quietly began to cry.

This tea is the one I just made for you.

“CEO Cheng, towards you, I have been utterly conscientious and done everything righteously; why don’t you trust me?”

When heartbroken, crying is silent.

The collapse starts without a sound and then slowly overflows from the eyes.

When you sought consultation, I charged you a hundred Dollars.

You asked so much on social media afterward, and I never once mentioned charging you.

You needed a house, and I rented mine to you for a low price.

Now I want to work with you, and you’re actually intimidating me.

CEO Cheng, you’re really being unreasonable.

The old man suddenly crying, Cheng Daqi felt puzzled.

We are all mature adults; who are you trying to fool?

Cheng Daqi’s reaction was purely his acting too much in his own dramas, viewing others with skepticism.

“Elder Li, why cry, this kind of thing is very dangerous.

Not cooperating with me might even turn out to be a good thing in the long run.”

Through those public servant systems and interest groups, providing clients with legal, authentic identities.

This business isn’t very profitable.

Cheng Daqi mainly wanted to help the mass exodus from his own country.

It’s difficult enough back home; helping those who wish to leave in massive numbers also counts as indirectly aiding the country.

Making money is just an extra; he hoped his future partners could scale up significantly, facilitating as many people as possible to come to America.

Elder Li, not bold enough, might be better off not getting involved after all.