My American magical life
Chapter 205 - 205 80 Cheng Daqi felt that some truths couldn't be spoken to others_2

205: Chapter 80 Cheng Daqi felt that some truths couldn’t be spoken to others_2 205: Chapter 80 Cheng Daqi felt that some truths couldn’t be spoken to others_2 Cheng Daqi’s answer not only failed to dispel Zhao Hongjin’s doubts, but the girl became even more skeptical.

“Pretend to be your girlfriend?

That dark-haired beauty, I remember you call her Mi’er, is your romantic relationship with her also fake?

Weren’t you two still…”

Towards the end, Zhao Hongjin’s gaze dropped, and she quickly realized that something was wrong, turning her head towards the direction of the pool in front.

The peach-eyed girl blushed slightly, as this was the first time she’d discussed such a topic with someone.

“Ah, this really is a long story, are you sure you want to hear it?”

Cheng Daqi scratched his head, the story of him and Temir was just too complicated.

“Don’t you still need my help?”

The cunning shone in the beautiful peach eyes, as Zhao Hongjin brought out the terms of quid pro quo.

Who doesn’t like to hear gossip, especially when the two main characters are both super smart and attractive.

“Alright, but my story with her is actually tied to another person, Gru, the middle-aged Caucasian who sat opposite you tonight, remember?”

After a moment of hesitation, thinking that he needed to gain Zhao Hongjin’s trust completely, Cheng Daqi decided to tell her after all.

Sharing a big secret is indeed a good way to build mutual trust between friends.

“The one with the beard?” Zhao Hongjin got it wrong, Gru did not have a beard.

“That’s Eris, he’s a gang boss who does work for politicians, a kind of agent, involved in some shady deeds.”

Cheng Daqi decided to show off his connections a bit.

“Hold on, can you first tell me how you came to know a gang boss?”

Zhao Hongjin smelled something fishy.

She looked up at the moon in the sky and realized that she seemed like a wildcat in a field of watermelons, and Cheng Daqi’s watermelons seemed to grow larger one after another.

“You choose to hear about this one?” Cheng Daqi responded noncommittally.

“Can I hear about both?”

Zhao Hongjin realized the amount of information exchanged in her conversations with Cheng Daqi was really substantial.

Their pace was very fast as they constantly responded to each other with questions.

This was because both had quick minds, similar values, and could always grasp the deeper meaning behind each other’s words.

“Alright, but I hope to speak to ears that hear but do not repeat.”

“Ears that do not repeat?

Journey to the West?”

“The third person, six ears, foolish.”

“Speak properly…”

Zhao Hongjin was once again irritated by Cheng Daqi; she found this man truly annoying.

Depending on his intelligence and overlapping ideals, he was always able to get the upper hand in their conversations.

“Let’s start with Eris, in some ways, he and I are similar; he is also a man of ideals…

In general, my ideals can complement his, which is why I became friends with him.

Of course, this kind of friendship is different from the one between us.”

Cheng Daqi took a sip of water.

There were too many interactions between him and Eris to relate, and it took a full ten minutes to explain to Zhao Hongjin.

“But, Daqi, your policy on family planning might not be as effective as you wish it to be.

The fertility rates of minority groups have never been low; it’s actually the white population that’s low.

In my view, your idea of leveraging Eris and the Republican Party’s power to expand influence is fantastic, but the outcome may not meet your expectations.

If your plan really takes off, the fertility rates among whites could increase while those of minority groups might stay relatively unchanged; did you understand?”

Zhao Hongjin was seriously contemplating and pointed out a loophole in the plan.

Cheng Daqi, not being American himself, thought his plan was perfect when he first conceived it, but now it seemed to have an unsavory aspect to it.

He did not speak but pondered intensively on the logic within.

“Being against abortion is unpatriotic, this stance could hold under the context of Sino-American confrontation, but the scenario I hoped for might not happen, it could even have the opposite effect…”

Cheng Daqi mumbled to himself, having only seriously discussed this family planning policy with Zhao Hongjin.

Eris did not count; the West Coast dream chaser was a realist, not concerned with these abstract ideas, focusing only on interest.

“Yes, the eventual result may be a gradual increase in the proportion of whites, completely different from your original intent, given their base numbers are there.”

Zhao Hongjin too encountered such a situation for the first time; she felt like she was changing the world, but that change pointed out potential negative side effects.

The feeling was odd and a bit embarrassing.

She raised her glass and chose to drink water tactically.

“No, people are not breeding pigs or cattle, you can’t just pair them up by the head to produce offspring.

Looking at the determinants of fertility rates, the higher the economic level, the lower the fertility rate, and the average social status of whites is ultimately higher.

Therefore, even with a comprehensive anti-abortion policy in effect, it’s unlikely that the fertility rates among whites would increase significantly, due to their economic status.

In absolute numbers, whites might be a bit more, but if the timeline is extended, this numerical advantage will diminish over time.

The biggest impact of the anti-abortion policy will be on the impoverished minority groups; the stricter the policy, the higher the abortion costs, a plan for the moment, but the success established over a century.”

“Cough~ Cough cough~”

Zhao Hongjin choked on Cheng Daqi’s words; she nearly spit her water out.

Paring heads for breeding, Cheng Daqi really had some shockingly bold ideas.

“Daqi, but I still think it’s kind of impossible, as such policy would be met with a lot of opposition, the Democratic Party being a significant hurdle, and new immigrants would not like it either.

After all, America itself is a nation of immigrants, potentially millions come every year, legally and illegally, and these people would be a strong opposing force.”