My American magical life
Chapter 283 - 283 123 Completely Insane!_2

283: Chapter 123 Completely Insane!_2 283: Chapter 123 Completely Insane!_2 “Dear Ms.

Temir, you don’t need to be afraid, I’ll light a cigarette for you to calm your nerves!”

When a friend is in trouble, Cheng Daqi said, I must stand up for them.

Not to stand up would be unacceptable, as the black-haired wealthy widow made clear, she could afford to wait.

Manipulation, Cheng Daqi was harshly manipulated time and again today!

Walking out of the black-haired wealthy widow’s office, Cheng Daqi felt as if he had been raped.

Gru!

It’s all your damned fault, you damn dog!

Without you, I would never have had to suffer so much humiliation!

Cheng ‘Mr.

Gru, I want that old factory, please agree.’

Grasping Cheng Daqi’s intentions, the news from the top-level crooked cop came back fast, and with the news came an address.

Gru ‘Let’s meet and talk!’

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After parking the little Audi at the roadside, Cheng Daqi found the small restaurant Gru had sent him to, and pushed open its door.

As the intermediary in this matter, collecting a finder’s fee was both normal and reasonable.

The restaurant’s lighting was dim, and Gru was sitting at a large table in the corner with several muscular men Cheng Daqi had never seen before.

As Cheng Daqi sat down, the top-level crooked cop put down his fork, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and said.

“Chan, I hope you have brought me some good news.”

CEO Cheng sized up the bodyguards around Gru, smiled, and replied.

“Mr.

Gru, your vigilance is sharp, and that’s the very reason I trust you.”

Elder Li, scared to death, brace yourself for the slaughter!

The top-level crooked cop groaned for a few seconds, then slowly began to talk.

“After all, I’ve lived in that house for many years, it’s full of my memories, sigh.”

Little Deng, giving you a house should already be seen as a sincere gesture, don’t get greedy.

Cheng Daqi shook his head; just one house to fob him off?

He wanted a piece of the action!

“The house is indeed what I want, but Mi’er isn’t short of money, Mr.

Gru, ten million dollars means nothing to her.”

Elder Li, there’s no such thing as a cheap deal, keep adding money!

Gru glared at Cheng Daqi with a dark expression, he didn’t like being upcharged for the second time in negotiations.

“I can find someone else, Chan, it’s not like I can only work with you.”

See, getting anxious.

Unable to keep his cool, Gru said something so foolish that Cheng Daqi couldn’t be bothered to reply.

Ignoring the predatory stares from Gru’s group, Cheng Daqi waved over a waiter and ordered some food.

Previously during negotiations with Gru, he was unsure if Mi’er would make a move, so he dared not ask for too much in case the situation changed and he’d be in a no-win situation.

Now, the situation had changed!

Temir had already made it clear, as long as the money was right, she could get the job done.

Cheng Daqi was unclear about what the black-haired wealthy widow was thinking or how she planned to resolve things, but he was certain, Temir wouldn’t joke about such matters.

Therefore, CEO Cheng needed to have a serious conversation with Gru about the final price.

And as for why not inform Temir…

well, of course, it was for the money.

Being a middleman is tough, okay?

Didn’t you see Elder Li nearly scared to death?

Moreover, being caught between Gru and Temir and suffering for it, it’s only fair for poor CEO Cheng to charge Gru a bit for emotional damages, right?

“Chan, I’ll add another five million dollars, I can’t give you the old factory, but you can use it for a few years.”

Gru really had feelings for the old factory; he and his brothers had spent many good times there.

After struggling for a long time, he decided to offer more money to keep the factory in his possession.

Cheng Daqi found it amusing how small the world of the top-level crooked cop was.

“I’m full now, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving, Mr.

Gru, it was a pleasure knowing you.”

Elder Li, think you’re dealing with a beggar?

Wish you an early death!

You should know, Cheng Daqi’s Plan B was really just a self-destructive solution that meant the end for Gru, he had no sympathy or affection for Gru at all.

Yes, helping Gru through this would build trust and in the future Gru could facilitate many things for Cheng Daqi.

But… what does that have to do with getting paid for services?

Gru gave enough money, Cheng Daqi did a good deed, and was fair to both young and old!

“Eight million, I’ll add another eight million!”

The ultimate plight of a top corrupt cop was a real existence; Gru and Jax talked all night, and found that their only chance of survival lay with Cheng Daqi and Temir.

Jax was very intelligent but, like his elder brother, he lacked strategic vision in politics.

They had drifted too long at the bottom and their rise had been so rapid that they developed path dependence and lost the capacity for innovative thinking.

In their established way of thinking, they couldn’t come up with solutions for new version bugs.

“Mr.

Gru, I don’t know how much money you have, but I must tell you something: those with the surname Caramacris are not actors, and eighteen million dollars isn’t even close to many Hollywood stars’ salaries.

Do you know who you have hired?

Mi’er’s OC perfume has a yearly turnover of several billion, and that’s just one of the many companies she owns.

I think you need to consider this carefully.

Mi’er and I are going on a vacation, so let’s end it for today.

When we come back from our vacation, you’ll probably have a clearer mind.”

Cheng Daqi’s face was the spitting image of the one that Temir had when he was manipulating Cheng.

Won’t bow your head, will you?

Then I’m leaving!

Gru’s mentality was the same as Cheng Daqi’s when he was being manipulated by Temir.

He hated it, those American capitalists were so damn exploitative!

I’ve toiled from dawn till dusk, smuggling and trading drugs with blood, sweat, and fears, and all the money I make ends up going to you bloodsuckers!

You’re out, your girlfriend’s out!

Closing his eyes in agony, Gru knew he had no choice.

“I’ll add ten million more!

Twenty million dollars!

Chan, we are best friends, aren’t we?”

Cheng Daqi halted his departure, standing across from Gru, looking down at the top corrupt cop entrenched in mire.

“Yesterday, my company in Hua Country raised fifteen million, while recently, Mi’er bought a tropical island in Indonesia for over twenty million.

When you mentioned ten million dollars, I saw your sincerity, so I discussed it with Mi’er, allowing her to step in and help you.

We are indeed friends, but is this how you treat your friends?

Mr.

Gru, you really need to think it over—ah, it’s not that I won’t help you, but this amount of money is a bit insulting.”

Pressing step by step, Cheng Daqi was confident Gru wouldn’t give up his power.

A top corrupt cop, having clawed his way up through any means possible over many years, couldn’t bear to let go!

In fact, Cheng Daqi was right in his thinking this time.

Gru knew all too well the number of crises, cold shoulders, and compromises he had faced over the years.

The journey had been too costly for the top corrupt cop.

His mentor had died, at the Red Street Library.

His brothers had died, fallen to drug dealers’ traps, police encirclement, swallowed by the sea.

Gru couldn’t back down!

If he did, it would betray all those who had died for him to reach this point!

“Chan, you name the price, I want to hear how much you want.”

The top corrupt cop’s tone was weary; ever since Cheng Daqi pointed out the desperate situation he faced, Gru had been feeling powerless.

But as the gang leader, the big brother to his men, he had to feign an illusion of everything going well in front of his brothers.

He was tired and wanted to get over this hurdle quickly.

“Forty-five million dollars, Mr.

Gru, you…”

Cheng Daqi didn’t dare continue, seeing the murderous look in Gru’s eyes!

He looked into Gru’s eyes, sat down, changed from looking down to looking straight, and then spoke softly.

“Mr.

Gru, if you feel that we are blackmailing you, then let’s forget it.

The influence of Mi’er, the influence of the Caramakris Family, are not tools for us to blackmail you with.

Out of our relationship with you, we couldn’t ignore your plight, but now it seems you truly misunderstand us.

I’ve been saying that you need to think it over, but now, it’s clear you have too many misunderstandings about me and about Mi’er.”

The top corrupt cop rubbed his face, trying hard to squeeze out a smile.

“Chan, can it be a bit lower?

How about three million?

I have no intention of disrespecting you and Temir, I just also have a gang of brothers to support.

We’re friends, aren’t we, Chan!”

“Mr.

Gru, actually you could also pay in installments.” Cheng Daqi replied with a considerate smile.