My American magical life
Chapter 217 - 217 85 What you're slipping fish here

217: Chapter 85: What, you’re slipping fish here?

_2 217: Chapter 85: What, you’re slipping fish here?

_2 Cheng ‘No need, I’ve talked to Gru, and he said all the money, except taxes, doesn’t have to be paid.

He’ll take care of the rest.’

That’s the power of having worked the Saint Rodu territory for twenty years; Gru has his own people in many different departments.

Once he marks his turf, everyone else shows him respect.

Especially since Gru started riding on Niu Sen’s coattails, that feeling of doing whatever he wants in Saint Rodu only got stronger.

That’s also why top undercover cops don’t want to get promoted too high.

In his current position, he has enough power, a big enough backer, and fierce enough subordinates.

He can also avoid many responsibilities.

If he were any higher, it wouldn’t be so easy to just make a call and skip out on various fees.

After all, he has a reputation to uphold.

The black-haired wealthy woman doesn’t understand all these twists and turns; her actions are focused on a higher dimension than Cheng Daqi’s.

Temir ‘It’s great to be able to pay less, but if your company wants to grow, you still need to maintain the façade of compliance.

Besides, there are many ways to avoid taxes and lessen financial burdens in America.

Take my advice, rent an office space in my building, and I’ll give you the lowest price.’

Cheng Daqi stepped out of the car, took a moment to think, and replied.

Cheng ‘Have your driver pick me up tonight; we need to meet and talk in detail about various aspects.

Today, there’s also good news from Hua Country, I have a rather bold idea, extremely bold.

But in America, Mi’er, only you can help me with it.’

Another stroke of wealth for you, Mi’er.

Cheng Daqi had already found his footing, and his company wouldn’t face major problems in the future.

Now, it was time to plan the next steps.

Temir ‘I’ll give you a car, what kind do you like?’

The black-haired wealthy woman also had her troubles; often she didn’t know how to spend her money.

A yacht, she already had one, and her family even had stakes in a yacht company.

A private jet, she had one at nineteen.

Islands, her family owned dozens, scattered across the Atlantic, the Caribbean Sea, and the Mediterranean.

So, now she actually quite liked giving gifts to friends.

Cheng ‘I’ve already ordered a car, the same model S as Lisa’s.

Although Tesla’s stock has tumbled, the car is truly a pleasure to drive.’

The black-haired wealthy woman clenched the clothes in her hand, feeling annoyed.

The same model as Lisa’s, your relationship must be really close.

A movie with three people, without my scene?

But she quickly adjusted her thoughts, understanding her initial reaction wasn’t reasonable.

Cheng Daqi had explained clearly why he bought the car—because Teslas are enjoyable to drive.

Temir ‘I can give you a Bentley.

Isn’t a Bentley better than a Tesla?’

Gifts from the wealthy woman always came with a price.

Cheng Daqi really wanted the Bentley, but he didn’t have the nerve to accept such an unconditional gift from her.

His relationship with Temir was strange enough; he didn’t want to end up being unable to even remain friends or partners.

Cheng ‘No, I’ll buy a Bentley myself when I make money.

You know, I’m a Sigma man; I don’t like accepting gifts from girls.’

The black-haired wealthy woman was amused by Cheng Daqi’s nonsense excuse.

Temir ‘Sigma man?

You’re so cool, boy, can we be friends?

I’ve never met such a cool guy in my life; I’m really afraid you would find me annoying.’

That’s how a sarcastic girl is; Temir laughed at herself.

Cheng ‘Barely, if you stop pinching me in the future, we could be good homies.’

Cheng Daqi enjoyed this feeling more and more.

When he first arrived in America, he was utterly distressed; as soon as he raised his head, all kinds of pressure came crashing down on him.

Luckily, with a strong heart and extensive experience, he incrementally made it to where he is now.

And today, taking down Gru was like a milestone, allowing Cheng Daqi to completely let go of his worries about the future.

He was now finding some of the pleasure in living the good life.

Being friends with the most beautiful girls, discussing cooperation with the fiercest enemies, and fighting against the darkest and most ruthless interest groups.

This life, combined with a body that was gradually growing stronger from being well-fed, was just too great!

Temir ‘Chan, I still think you turning down Gru’s million was dumb.’

One can only say that the wealthy lady with black hair and Cheng Daqi have known each other for too short a time.

Given Cheng Daqi’s nature of coveting even oil from a pile of dirt, how could he possibly give up the meat delivered to his mouth?

Cheng ‘I didn’t say I was refusing, it’s just not considered an investment, think of it as a personal loan he gave to me.’

Temir ‘Has he gone mad?

You don’t even have a legal identity right now, and I have to go through Greece to get your company registered.’

No wonder the wealthy lady is so good to him?

Cheng Daqi might not have mooched much off of her, but the wealthy lady with black hair has done a lot for him.

Cheng ‘I had a pleasant chat with him; he trusts me to a certain extent, much like how you and Lisa trust me.’

But what’s this about going through Greece?

I thought you’d register a subsidiary in America based on my company in Hua Country.’

Cheng Daqi had already returned to the big house, lying on a lounge chair on the first-floor balcony, continuing his chat with Temir.

Temir ‘Hmph, come over at five tonight, what’s so good about that shabby place you live in?

Lisa even thinks your house is quite pretty.’

The wealthy lady with black hair is also very cautious, but her words are too arrogant.

Right now, she seems like a little girl showing off her toys to her playmates.

Cheng ‘OK!’

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Sun Dongxin was actually quite helpless; he considered himself a virtuous businessman—law-abiding, patriotic, and aware of the bigger picture.

Even in his business dealings, he prioritized ethics and rules, let alone in his conduct.

But Cheng Daqi had really set a big trap for him.

Zhao Hongjin’s identity wasn’t sensitive—she was just an ordinary college student.

But Sun Dongxin always had his underlings handle the investigation.

His people did the job with no sense of measure; they stumbled upon someone they shouldn’t have and kept pushing forward under Sun Dongxin’s name without understanding the situation.

And now, they had even brought out Sun Dongxin’s old superior.

The old superior was shocked by Sun Dongxin’s audacity at the time.

That’s why he hurriedly called to ask if Sun Dongxin had lost his mind.

Staring at the mobile screen without any reply, just a string of green chat bubbles, Brother Sun pressed his cigarette into the ashtray with frustration.

He realized Cheng Daqi was baiting him, deliberately setting obvious and clumsy bait.

And yet, he fell for it.

The rules and ways of Hua Country are different from America, very different.

In the current scenario, Sun Dongxin had already lost the possibility of moving up.

He started with trading and wasn’t into industries, technology, or the internet, lacking innovative capabilities and the actual strength to compete in the market.

Moreover, Brother Sun was a legitimate figure—he couldn’t recklessly act like Zhengwei Group, kidnapping local support.

He didn’t have the guts, nor had he the chance to do so anymore.

So, Brother Sun couldn’t refuse Cheng Daqi’s bait.

When Cheng Daqi had asked him to investigate someone, he made it clear—the person being investigated was to enter his company!

Such people are always elusive as dragons, seen in head but not in tail.

It took Sun Dongxin a whole day yesterday to gradually figure out what all of Cheng Daqi’s maneuvers really meant.

Ordinary college graduate can’t find a job—runs off to America’s streets to survive while casually creating a video account—takes advantage of the information asymmetry to ask for money to start a company—opening a subsidiary in America, up to this point, Sun Dongxin thought it was all standard procedure.

But after watching Cheng Daqi’s live stream yesterday and being scolded by his old leader, he hired a professional, top-tier legitimate business investigation firm to check all the guests who appeared in Cheng Daqi’s live stream the night before.

He found the newly-favored figure of the Saint Rodu Police Department (Gru) and the direct descendant of the Republican local heavyweight family (Temir)—two extraordinary characters—as well as a bunch of other small fries.

Putting all the information together, Sun Dongxin realized that Cheng Daqi definitely knew that person’s identity was not simple.

Connecting all the dots, Sun Dongxin could hardly blame Cheng Daqi.

In fact, he was quite looking forward to what Cheng Daqi would talk to him about and how.

But…

“Damn it, just reply to my messages!”

The more Sun Dongxin thought about it, the angrier he got.

He cursed, startling the assistant who was hiding outside the door.

You’ve cast your bait, and I bit.

I know I’m trapped, but you owe me some basic respect!

I’m already hooked, so what the hell does it mean for you not to reel me in?

What, you’re just amusing yourself by keeping me hanging?

Chuff!