My American magical life
Chapter 296 - 296 130 Her butt was viciously stabbed with a knife

296: Chapter 130: Her butt was viciously stabbed with a knife 296: Chapter 130: Her butt was viciously stabbed with a knife The black-haired wealthy widow had intended to tease Cheng Daqi, but after she finished speaking, her gaze gradually sharpened.

Although the Dracula family was laid out on the dinner table, they were still top capitalists in America.

How did Cheng Daqi come to know about Wolf Dracula?

Those who are capable of expanding their business are no fools, not to mention the black-haired wealthy widow had a profound family heritage.

She was among the most excellent descendants of America’s top capitalist families, and intelligence was just one of her many strengths!

Realizing she had chatted too much with Cheng Daqi, Temir didn’t rush but heaved a covert sigh.

Damn man, I’ve been swindled by you without even realizing it again!

Fuck!

The black-haired wealthy widow thought, if she directly pointed out Cheng Daqi’s behavior of fishing for information, wouldn’t she be admitting to being a fool who had been tricked by him time and again?

She was angry but decided to continue the fight!

“Mi’er, stop joking.

I don’t even know the Draculas.

If I went to find them, I probably wouldn’t be able to get through their front door.”

Confronted with the black-haired wealthy widow’s well-intentioned ‘suggestion,’ CEO Cheng chose to respond with self-deprecation.

He still didn’t know that the black-haired wealthy widow had discovered his attempt at fishing for information!

“Cheng, you really can go to see Dracula.

I’m not joking, they would definitely thank you.”

Temir was holding back a sly grin.

With Cheng Daqi’s status, if he really went to find the Draculas, he would undoubtedly be turned away.

Unfortunately, she didn’t know that CEO Cheng had already received an invitation from Wolf Dracula.

As for Cheng Daqi, whether he wanted to contact Dracula was merely a thought away!

“Let’s not talk about this anymore.

I have one final question: what will be the outcome for someone like Dracula?”

CEO Cheng needed some reference points, as Dracula’s situation was too complicated.

Even though it was confirmed that Wolf Dracula might genuinely want to move closer to the Republican Party, Cheng Daqi still dared not bet rashly.

“What else?

America still has laws after all, and the Dracula Family is not a foundationless outsider.

That old fool will just have to shed some blood.”

How dull.

Temir found that Cheng Daqi was really devoid of any fun.

I dug a hole for you just so you could fall into it and dust yourself off, so why won’t you jump?

“Alright, it’s still early.

I’m going to check on the company.

Do you want to come?

Speaking of which, you’re also a shareholder of MAS, but you’ve never visited the company.”

Striking swiftly and retreating, Cheng Daqi might not have been aware of Temir’s ulterior motives, but after sorting out the key information, he chose not to linger on the subject.

“I won’t go.

I don’t even know what the downstairs looks like; it’s my own house.

Honey, you better work hard, don’t forget the promise of a valuation of ten million dollars in two years!”

Opening the comics on her computer, the black-haired wealthy widow cracked her whip at Cheng Paru, who was slaving away for her.

“Ha, Mi’er, you know nothing of my capabilities.”

With a harsh statement, Cheng Paru left in distress.

It was all too smooth when he used investments and leveraged them for favors.

Now the debts he had to repay were increasing.

“Wait, I’ll come with you!”

It wasn’t that she suddenly changed her mind; the black-haired wealthy widow had a strategy in mind.

Cheng, if I can’t find a flaw in you, I’ll start with MAS!

I must make up for the losses I incurred from you fishing for information today!

It can only be said that everyone pays for their own personality, as different characters shape different lives.

This kind of reasoning sounds fake when put on others, but for Temir, who is bursting with a desire to win, it’s entirely reasonable.

It’s just so typical of Temir!

“Last time you mentioned changing the script, I’ve had someone fix it for you.

I’ve sent it to you, take a look.”

Cheng Daqi walked ahead, fiddling with his phone, and spoke to Temir trailing behind him.

“This…okay.” Temir hesitated for a moment, then answered.

People’s thoughts and mindsets can change, sometimes related to time and sometimes to experience.

Temir had gone through too much recently, and Cheng Daqi’s rising success actually stirred up quite a wind.

For example, the thirty million dollars that the black-haired wealthy widow duped out of Gru.

Like the OC’s collusion with the Democratic Party, where Temir met Niu Sen under the name Caramacris.

More importantly, Cheng Daqi had fiercely rejected Temir several times, already so traumatizing Temir’s heart that she feared it.

The black-haired wealthy widow had lost much of her enthusiasm for making videos to increase her follower count—she made videos to get more compliments, and now the opinions of many were of no concern to her.

What was on her mind was whether, if she continued making videos, it would bring her more interactions with Cheng Daqi.

“Look, we’ve set up a simple photo studio and recording studio.

That room is the most special; it’s MAS’s ‘classroom.'”

Entering the MAS office area, Cheng Daqi introduced MAS’s recent accomplishments to Temir like a guide sharing treasures.

“Classroom?” Temir combed through her hair by her face, regretting that she had only put on light makeup today.

All the male employees of MAS looked enviously at CEO Cheng; they were jealous, the beauty by CEO Cheng’s side seemed to change constantly.

The blond and capable Lisa, CEO Cheng’s able assistant.

And Zhao Hongjin, the beauty from Hua Country, whose charm was affable, earning the recognition and liking of everyone who had worked with her.

Today, CEO Cheng appeared with another beautiful woman!

The life of CEO Cheng, every man’s dream!

“Yes, didn’t Lisa tell you?

Our MAS has a special contract clause that includes the cost of cultivation as part of MAS’s losses.”