My American magical life
Chapter 336 - 336 13 CEO Cheng's Knife is Always Sharp!

336: Chapter 13: CEO Cheng’s Knife is Always Sharp!

_2 336: Chapter 13: CEO Cheng’s Knife is Always Sharp!

_2 “We’re friends; helping you out with this little thing is nothing,”

Something was off, very off, CEO Cheng felt it was too off.

“You’re not telling the truth.”

“Then handle it yourself; I won’t help you anymore,” the black-haired wealthy woman coldly responded to Cheng Daqi’s distrust.

That’s more like it, that’s the Temir I know.

“The main thing is to make them keep their mouths shut, not to randomly bite people online.

For each one you take care of, I’ll give you twenty thousand dollars.”

Since Temir was willing to help, CEO Cheng naturally wouldn’t refuse such good fortune,

It was completely unexpected, but CEO Cheng was always very dignified in his dealings.

Temir was willing to help, and CEO Cheng wouldn’t let her exert herself for nothing, twenty thousand dollars each, he definitely wouldn’t let Temir lose out.

“Do I look like someone who lacks that bit of money, Chan?”

“I preserve my purity, my principles are firm, I absolutely won’t exchange benefits for my body!” Cheng Daqi firmly said.

“No, I’m actually worried about you; you’re an immigrant, you don’t understand America’s rules.

Sometimes, your boldness is unbelievable to me.

Can you tell me what your so-called labor company does?” Temir said.

Today, she realized something, that is, it seemed like she wasn’t a qualified friend—especially compared to how Cheng Daqi treated her.

In her relationship with Cheng Daqi, there were so many things she had done wrong.

But Temir was the kind of person who knew she was at fault and was willing to change, but wouldn’t admit it.

So, she chose to make it up to Cheng Daqi with her actions.

“You still remember Eli, right?

With him…

This business, even if it catches fire, won’t burn me, but I hope it lasts a while,” the black-haired wealthy woman mused with a sigh.

“Hoping you can last…

I didn’t expect you to be that kind of person,”

Even CEO Cheng, with his steady character, felt flustered inside because of Temir’s comment.

For a moment, various phrases like “three hours,” “fighting against a hundred solo,” “everlasting prowess” echoed in the CEO’s office at OC.

In response to CEO Cheng’s explanations, Temir replied with a single sentence.

“Really?

I don’t believe it,”

The black-haired wealthy woman licked her lips, eying Xiao Cheng with a teasing look.

“Mi’er, I see you as a friend, but you always want to sleep with me; this is really inappropriate,”

Cheng Daqi would never let Temir taste even a bit of sweetness; he solidly said.

“Let’s forget it and continue talking about your identity business.

You could totally cooperate with Gru.

He’s quietly involved in smuggling, and on a very large scale,” the black-haired wealthy woman revealed an astonishing piece of news to Cheng Daqi.

Gru is involved in smuggling?

“I only knew he was using drugs; I never imagined he’d be smuggling too.

Should I say he’s too foolish or too confident?”

The black-haired wealthy woman had information, and so did Cheng Daqi; he shared what he knew about Gru with Temir.

“So, do you realize what a big dilemma you presented me with just now?

You should take to heart the warning I just gave you, Chan.

Don’t get too deeply involved in things, otherwise you won’t be able to extricate yourself,”

Ha, this was one of the rare moments when Temir showed genuine emotion, and CEO Cheng actually felt somewhat flattered.

Her sapphire-like eyes were filled with earnestness, Temir hoped Cheng Daqi would realize that he needed to cherish himself.

CEO Cheng and she locked eyes for a few seconds, then he sighed.

“Mi’er, I’ve never regretted knowing you,”

The black-haired wealthy woman was not accustomed to such heart-racing experiences; she shifted in her chair, tinkering with her nails while saying,

“You can work with Gru; I’ll take care of the aftermath for you, deal with some troublemakers.”

As for the profit, let’s stick with 532.

You’re in charge of recruiting so you’ll take a larger cut, Gru is responsible for transportation which is also crucial.

I’m responsible for speeding up the realization of these dreamers’ dreams.

Ah, who am I to deny those poor souls the chance to achieve their American dream due to financial issues?

Honey, I just want a 20% cut and I’ll also take care of the big trouble for you.

Could you be a bit more gentle with me from now on, okay?”

Apart from her last sentence sounding crazy, what the black-haired wealthy woman said was somewhat cryptic, but CEO Cheng quickly caught on.

Speeding up dreams = pay more money.

Damn, Temir is trying to get into supply chain finance!

Is this the elegance of scions from the old capitalist families?

How come I didn’t think of playing with supply chain finance in this?

Temir’s “creativity” reminded Cheng Daqi, who made a decision in his heart in an instant.

Everyone needs to speed up!

If you’re all planning on escaping to America, don’t blame me if my leek-cutting blade is sharp!

“Mi’er, for this, um, this speeding up part, can I earn a referral profit share?”

“No, I can’t do it alone.

I plan to bring Niu Sen’s cousin in on this, Chan.

Do you want to be a greedy boy?”

The black-haired rich woman deeply bound the rules of the game with interests.

She had thoroughly considered every aspect.

When she had backed Gru, she had already investigated Gru’s smuggling business.

This top-level dirty cop practically ignored the coastal patrols, brazenly transporting load after load from Mexico to California!

The military, customs, coast guard, tax bureau, Gru had cleared too many critical points—he was truly a figure that made Niu Sen apprehensive with his capabilities.

With Gru transporting, CEO Cheng’s identity business could truly grow big.

And the cooperation between Temir and Niu Sen’s cousin was responsible for sucking the last drop of blood through loans—with a 20% cut from CEO Cheng plus the “invest one and get thirteen back” trick, Temir could instantly recover five thousand out of ten thousand dollars!

This terrifying return rate could firmly tie Niu Sen to her chariot of interests.

It could not only provide CEO Cheng with a safety net but also…

“Mi’er, how do I discuss these things with Gru?

I’m thinking I could find a proxy to contact him.

We don’t need to bind ourselves too tightly with him.”

Cheng Daqi was clear in his thoughts.

“Don’t worry, Gru isn’t going to have any problems.

He’s now in cahoots with old Dracula.”

“I don’t know what old Dracula used to sway Niu Sen, but that old devil seems to really be riding two boats.”

Temir’s words were explosively informative, leaving CEO Cheng feeling overwhelmed.

How could the black-haired rich woman assert so confidently that Gru wouldn’t have any problems?

She mentioned Dracula’s endorsement, but hadn’t Dracula jumped ship to the Republican Party?

And with Niu Sen persuaded by old Dracula, the Dracula family starting to play both sides—this was completely different from what he had discussed with Wolf!

Furthermore, if Gru was getting involved with old Dracula, then wouldn’t he be serving three dads at the same time?

He was Gru’s biological dad, Niu Sen was his godfather, and Dracula was his sugar daddy.

Gru, Gru, why would you even do this?

“Can’t figure it out?

Neither can I!

It baffles me why he would partner with that foolish old vampire, their only common ground being their inconceivable stupidity.

Maybe fools resonate with fools.”

Temir mocked, she had little respect for old Dracula, that beast who spent twenty thousand dollars to have his own son killed.

“Poison?”

Cheng Daqi proposed a possibility, the only one he could think of on the surface, although that surface was also very hidden and known by only a very few people.

“Mi’er, Gru’s power comes from his position and his gang, his profits come from his black-market business, and all of this has nothing to do with capitalists like Dracula.

And you say, he’s now in cahoots with old Dracula.

What does that mean exactly?

What I’m asking is, how do you know about their collusion?

Are you certain that what you know is true?”

Cheng Daqi was serious—Gru was a top-level thug, old Dracula was a top-level beast who broke through human ethical boundaries.

Both were completely unprincipled, and anything they did together wouldn’t surprise Cheng Daqi.

“Let me think…

wait, let’s first confirm, are we settled on this identity business deal?” Temir wanted to confirm.

“Yes, but Gru and Dracula this…”

The black-haired rich woman smiled and interrupted Cheng Daqi.

“Honey, you seem to be too concerned with the Dracula family’s affairs.

Last time was one thing, and today again.

Now, can you tell me why?”

Cheng Daqi’s expression tensed; he realized he had been too hasty again today.