My American magical life
Chapter 315 - 315 2 Did you do it on purpose

315: Chapter 2: Did you do it on purpose?

Or was it an accident?_2 315: Chapter 2: Did you do it on purpose?

Or was it an accident?_2 “I don’t know.”

CEO Cheng also ‘sincerely’ replied—it was the answer given by Mi’er, indeed the correct one!

Because those eyeing the Dracula might not be just one entity, but a group!

However, people differ from one another; when Mi’er responded this way to Cheng Daqi, CEO Cheng was merely puzzled.

But when CEO Cheng gave the same answer to Wolf Dracula, Wolf felt his blood pressure surge in an instant.

Don’t play me like this!

Cheng, I don’t know where your confidence comes from, but I will make sure you understand that I, Wolf Dracula, am not a sheep that tolerates mistreatment!

The humiliation of today, once I figure out your situation, I will definitely seize the opportunity to pay it back a hundredfold!

Wolf Dracula’s current thoughts were probably ‘Thirty years east of the Mississippi River, thirty years west of the Mississippi River, do not bully the young and poor!’

He was just waiting for the chance to hang Cheng Daqi up and find a whip soaked in saltwater, to fiercely lash Cheng Daqi’s behind!

Humiliating me repeatedly!

This is too much!

Wolf Dracula’s face reddened as CEO Cheng fully observed the emotional explosion of this hypocritical master.

Inside, CEO Cheng was somewhat disappointed; even the most hypocritical person he met after coming to America became a beast ruled by emotions before him.

“Don’t be angry, my answer is the most truthful one.

Those targeting the Dracula Family are not a single person but a group.

As for who exactly is in this group, let me think…

When your brother was kidnapped, who was it that put your family on the rack?’

CEO Cheng’s words brought Wolf’s mental state back to normal.

Cheng Daqi’s explanation was still absurd yet made sense, and the question he asked was very pointed.

Wolf opened his mouth, wanting to respond to Cheng Daqi’s question, but then stopped himself, feeling that his emotions were not coherent.

Just a moment ago, I was ready to settle scores fiercely, and now am I supposed to have a pleasant chat with him?

Was my anger just now in vain?

The American hypocritical master also had moments of mental hiccups.

However, soon enough, Wolf realized he had been so manipulated by Cheng Daqi that he abandoned a thirty-year habit—this was horrifying and outrageous.

He looked at Cheng Daqi in fear, fully realizing that he had committed the sin of pride and arrogance, underestimating the smart man of whom Eris had spoken.

That’s terrifying!

For Wolf, the fear he felt when Cheng Daqi’s men suddenly pointed a gun at him was nothing compared to what he felt now!

If one’s life is a journey of cultivation, then, in less than an hour, Cheng Daqi shattered the martial arts Wolf had cultivated for thirty years—not even his top capitalist father had ever done so.

Thinking of his urge for revenge against Cheng Daqi that had just arisen in his heart, Wolf sank into a profound sense of loss that he could hardly convince himself to accept.

I thought I was the eagle soaring in the sky, but today I was easily knocked down by a passing beast.

Could it be that I was never an eagle, always just ordinary?

He had a strong soul, a strong heart, but when everything shattered, the abyss of disillusionment and self-denial rapidly engulfed him.

“Robert Egger, they belong to the core forces of the Semitic Wanderers, backed by capital groups in the financial media sector.”

Though he felt dead inside, he didn’t forget what he was supposed to say, “Do you mean they could?”

CEO Cheng replied with a smile.

“Your father definitely knows about these things, I guess his meeting with Niu Sen was to get a nod from him.

A nod for you to replace the Dracula Family in integrating the Republican Party’s forces in California; as for the cost, I have no idea.”

All this was Cheng Daqi’s speculation; he’s not God, after all, but he didn’t plan to get involved any further, so the aftermath didn’t matter to him.

“Cheng, I hope you can help with my campaign, not necessarily to endorse me.

I like to work with smart people, especially someone like you who can suppress and toy with me.”

In that moment, Wolf Dracula was sincere, but his hypocrisy was so refined that CEO Cheng couldn’t tell if his invitation was friendly or a trap.

If uncertain, then don’t bother; CEO Cheng owed him nothing.

“Not interested, that’s all, dear Wolf, good luck.”

Cheng Daqi moved to leave for the third time, and without hesitation, Wolf Dracula restrained him for the third time.

“I remember you said you run a small business, I have some business too, Cheng, I really respect smart people, especially when you are exceptionally smart.”

The Dracula family’s heir was this domineering.

“Wolf, putting aside that your underlings threatened me, just the fact that I know your family’s dirty laundry is enough reason for us to never sit down and cooperate.”

There’s a useful saying in Hua Country, ‘Leaders of the beast pack should never meet’; we shouldn’t cooperate either.

Rather than working together with mutual distrust, it’s better to stay far away from each other in the future.”

The benefits that the Dracula family could bring were enormous, and the risks were so small they could be ignored; Mi’er had made that very clear, even if there were people secretly targeting the Dracula family, they wouldn’t hurt a hair on their head.

But Cheng Daqi still wanted to avoid it, because there were too many uncontrollable factors—he detested anything uncontrollable!

The external enemies of the Dracula family, the infighting within the family, Wolf’s hypocrisy, the Republican Party’s weakness in California—there were too many reasons.

“You haven’t caused me any losses, and I won’t be upset because of your performance of ‘respect’.

On the other hand, I assure you my sincerity is substantial,” Wolf upped the ante.

Buttoning up his shirt, CEO Cheng didn’t look back; he felt there was nothing worth saying.

“One million dollars!”

Wolf made an offer he thought was very generous.

“Ha, you are too kind, my friend,” CEO Cheng said with a chuckle, his tone laced with sarcasm.

He had already put on his clothes.

“Three million dollars!”

The heir to the Dracula family wasn’t short on money; he could raise the stakes!

“The last time I brokered a deal, I took five million dollars for a thirty million dollar business.

Mr.

Wolf, I’m not short on money.”

After taking off his hood, CEO Cheng began fixing his hair.

“A yearly five million dollars, those kind of deals don’t happen often, Cheng.

Five million could even buy you a yacht or a plane!”

Wolf knew he was indulging in impulsive spending, but deep down, he felt that hiring Cheng Daqi was far more worth it than spending money on girls!

Those women couldn’t get his heart racing as fast as Cheng Daqi could!

“I don’t lack money, I just don’t want to do business with you, Wolf.

Your family’s problems are too troublesome.”

CEO Cheng was the kind of man who would even reject a rich widow’s soft rice!

Wolf wasn’t even a woman, and the offer he made might not be as high as Mi’er’s; how could CEO Cheng easily get involved in his mess?

Especially since Wolf and his own father had an unclear battle; the Dracula family wasn’t united.

Cheng Daqi would have to be out of his mind to get on such a sinking ship.

“Cheng, I’m only thirty-three this year.

Befriend me and you will benefit for a lifetime!”

Wolf regained his confidence; he had already stepped out of the shadows of failure.

Cheng, you are very smart, but you’re still tempted by my offer—that’s enough!

This means that you’re not truly without desires; everyone has desires, it’s just that yours come at a higher price!

“You really know how to make an offer, Wolf.

This last reason you’ve given is much more shrewd than the way a farmer outbids for cotton workers.

I can try being friends with you, but I won’t endorse you, nor will I help you through any difficulties.

Of course, I’m not interested in money, and that’s the truth.

To me, money is just a number, and even if you raise it to ten million, I still wouldn’t take it.”

After fixing his hair, CEO Cheng turned to look at Wolf.

The friendship of an heir to a top American family had its value, as long as he didn’t get wrapped up in their mess, CEO Cheng was willing to be friends with Wolf.

“Alright, Cheng, I don’t believe there’s anyone in the world who doesn’t like money.

But if it’s you, I sort of believe you’re telling the truth,” sighed Wolf.

It must be said, Wolf had little concept of the levels of pretension in the world.

CEO Cheng’s realm was something he might never understand in his lifetime!