My American magical life
Chapter 376 - 376 33 Boss Jia Gets a Taste of Democracy's Iron Fist

376: Chapter 33: Boss Jia Gets a Taste of Democracy’s Iron Fist 376: Chapter 33: Boss Jia Gets a Taste of Democracy’s Iron Fist It was another beautiful morning when Boss Jia woke up in his mansion at 7 St.

Margaret’s Drive, California.

This estate, covering two acres and dubbed “Seaview Estate,” has a huge lawn just outside the second-floor bedroom windows where Boss Jia resided.

Now it was just after eight o’clock, and the gardener who starts work at six had already finished for the day and had left in a red pickup truck.

As a top-tier wealthy businessman’s gardener, he possesses the utmost professionalism, such as never disturbing his employer’s view of the estate.

Boss Jia, who fled to America after incurring debts of several hundred billion, wasn’t as composed as the outside world thought.

He did embezzle a lot of money and failed to pay many of his suppliers, but the spending wasn’t all that smooth.

Standing behind the bedroom curtains, Boss Jia observed the footage from various cameras on his phone, and only after confirming that everything was normal did he finally let out a long sigh of relief.

After greeting his family members who had fled to America with him in the family group chat, Boss Jia went downstairs to enjoy his breakfast.

The money from LeEco didn’t just disappear because of Boss Jia alone; his whole family had been involved in the action back then.

After the truth came out, most of his family members had also come to America with him.

“Ding!”

“Boss Jia, there’s news about you in the country.

Someone has put a recording of your phone call online.”

The assistant’s message ruined Accountant Jia’s appetite, and with a frown and a tense expression, he opened the news link sent by his assistant.

After silently reading through the news, he cursed about his bad luck and then pushed the matter to the back of his mind.

It’s Ai Guobei who’s not playing fair and that affects him, not me.

Or rather, Elder Jia, already disgraced and exiled, has hardly anything left to be affected by.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“Fak, I begrudgingly accept!

Hans, halt!”

The shouts of the bodyguards outside made Elder Jia’s hair stand on end instantly—trouble had struck!

After his flight to America, he had hired an entire team of bodyguards to protect his safety around the clock.

After all, the amount he owed could buy his life a hundred times over.

And his constant talk of starting anew was to prevent his creditors from despairing….

But now, it seemed someone had indeed caught up with him?

Before Elder Jia could fully grasp the situation, several policemen dressed in uniform burst in.

A brawny Caucasian man with tattoos on his neck charged toward him, his face contorted with a terrifying ferocity.

“Sir, I am a good citizen, a very good citizen.

I and the State Assembly….Hmm …

Hm!”

Before Boss Jia had much time to react, the tattooed strongman was already gripping his neck like squeezing a chick.

It was only then that Boss Jia realized what had happened—his house had been stormed by the American police!

His bodyguards didn’t even hold out for a minute.

In just half a minute, everything had been settled.

Gagged and unable to speak, Elder Jia numbly let the officers pin him to the ground, his gaze flush against the wooden floor.

One officer after another walked past him, spreading out in every direction throughout the house to search.

Elder Jia understood English.

He heard a team leader issuing commands over the radio—they would round up anything that could breathe in the house.

“All right, lift him up.

This gentleman is a wealthy man; we must show him the respect he deserves.”

Jax pushed the officers blocking his view aside and stood in front of Elder Jia.

Cheng Daqi’s demands were quite excessive, but Gru was truly unwilling to leave behind such a lucrative field of business.

He was becoming increasingly tied to Temir and Cheng Daqi, so he had to send his men to do Cheng Daqi’s bidding.

Accountant Jia’s mind was quick.

He already sensed something was off.

The police had burst into his home without prior notification, without even showing a hint of intending to present a search or arrest warrant…

Could it be that someone had set him up?

“Sir, I haven’t violated any American laws; have you made a mistake in person?” Accountant Jia tried to buy some time.

With a highly intelligent brain and a strong heart, he just needed a little time.

Given a bit of time, he was confident in finding a way out of the current predicament.

Just like when he fled Hua Country 15 years ago and returned after half a year, as long as he could take action, he could find a lifeline.

“We haven’t got the wrong person.

Someone wishes you had dealt drugs or committed murder, hmm, or perhaps sexual assault with a barrel or something.

In short, any of these are felonies.

Let me see, Mr.

Jia, ah, you’re also from Hua Country.”

You’re also from Hua Country?

You’re also from Hua Country?

They were instructed by someone from Hua Country, and moreover, they didn’t even bother to learn more about him before coming!

As a super-swindler who had deceived hundreds of millions of people, Accountant Jia had a brilliant brain.

With just a few words from Jax, he had already extracted some frightening information.

To Jia Yueting, the so-called framing and slander didn’t matter.

They were just means to an end.

But when he learned that the person who took action against him could be from Hua Country, he realized he might truly be finished.

Debts of several hundred billion were enough for him to die dozens of times…

And these police officers seemed too lazy to find out more about him.

They were ready to slap horrendous charges on him without fear of them being exposed, indicating they were not afraid of the consequences.

No matter how you looked at it, it seemed like he was really in trouble…

“Sir, I want to see my lawyer!” Accountant Jia replied with enforced calm.

He had invested a lot of money in California and had met many influential people; he still had a chance!

But in truth, Boss Jia knew that when someone dared to make a move against him, it meant that person had a foolproof plan, and it meant that he no longer had any chances.