My American magical life
Chapter 441 - 441 66 The Wealthy Brunette is Silenced by CEO Cheng

441: Chapter 66: The Wealthy Brunette is Silenced by CEO Cheng 441: Chapter 66: The Wealthy Brunette is Silenced by CEO Cheng “No, I just want to support Lisa’s entrepreneurship, just like she supported me back then.”

Whether the blonde white girl succeeds is actually unimportant; CEO Cheng wants the girl to embark on HARD mode, slowly entering the state of struggling together with him.

“Okay, we’ll support her together, you invest fifteen and I’ll invest fifteen, is that okay?”

The black-haired rich lady was somewhat crazy.

Cheng Daqi had only discussed these matters with her as a topic of conversation, but now she seemed to want to settle the matter immediately from the implications of her words.

Sis, do you just totally disregard Lisa’s opinion like that?

“It depends on how she chooses.

She might be worried about disappointing you, so she may not want to get you involved.”

Persuading her directly was impossible; CEO Cheng had noticed that Mi’er’s mental state today was not so healthy.

“So you’re saying, you’re not afraid of disappointing me?”

Smart people converse at a fast pace.

Temir meant: Lisa is afraid of disappointing me if her entrepreneurship fails, so she might not want to get me involved, but you’ve gotten me involved in many things already.

“Of course, so far, all our collaborations, projects, have been going very well, exceptionally well.”

Seeing the girl sitting across from him narrowing her eyes unfriendly, CEO Cheng quickly added.

“I’m referring to the business field, the business field.”

Yeah, he knows how to patch things up.

Not mentioning it would be better; it’s an unspoken understanding that maintains a superficial dignity, but Cheng Daqi bringing it up made it slightly awkward.

“You can start with BTA; I believe you can handle it.

But I need to think about OC entering Hua Country.

I’ll seek advice from a professional business consulting agency.”

Temir had seen enough of Cheng Daqi today; she wanted this man out of her sight for now.

“‘Professional consulting agency,’ Mi’er, Domo actually hired a professional consulting agency too, haha.”

Cheng Daqi thought of that unlucky fatso.

“Consulting firms’ profit model is selling reports, but to gain clients’ approval, they have to follow the direction the clients want.”

Even neutral, non-biased investigative consulting has to unconsciously guide to unearth clients’ potential—they too have performance pressures.

You can try three firms; I bet after they study OC’s current situation and Hua Country’s perfume market, they’ll all tell you that it’s a good opportunity for OC.”

The black-haired rich lady was silenced by CEO Cheng’s reasonable yet rogue logic, but it wasn’t what she wanted to hear.

What now?

You make a suggestion and I’m supposed to agree, wouldn’t that make me seem rather useless?

“You should trust the professionalism of consulting firms.

Perhaps some less formal firms may do as you say, but top-tier consulting firms are definitely client-oriented and won’t do something as stupid as killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.”

Temir decided to trust Hayek’s big hand.

Though the Semitic Wanderers might be bad, being bad doesn’t mean they’re dumb; they probably wouldn’t do something as outrageous as CEO Cheng suggested.

“Ha, you really aren’t short on cash.

Try asking a couple of firms first; if I turn out to be right, the next time I give you advice, you’d better pay me a consulting fee.”

CEO Cheng slapped his behind and left, leaving the black-haired rich lady sitting alone on the couch.

“Hey!

Chan, how much did you pay for that car you bought for Lisa?”

Alas, she ultimately couldn’t let it go.

“Just over sixteen thousand, not expensive, why?”

Cheng Daqi had almost left but was called back by Mi’er, slightly annoyed.

“Nothing, just asking.

Marsha’s red does have a nice texture.”

—————–

A few days later.

Life in America was actually not too bad for Ai Guobei, especially since his son had a big house in Washington D.C.—paid for by him, of course.

But today, Ai Guobei’s quiet life was disrupted by two unwelcome guests.

Just like any other day, after leaving Walmart, Ai Guobei drove back to his community, but there was a police car waiting outside his home.

“Sir?

What happened?”

Ai Guobei didn’t think he had violated any American laws; he smiled and greeted the plump police officer sitting in the driver’s seat.

America is the land of law, democracy, and human rights; the quality of its police force is also extremely high.

Upon hearing Ai Guobei’s words, the plump police officer in the car turned his head, and his eyes lit up.

Seeing the officer coming towards him with handcuffs, old Ai froze up in Bengbu.

“Sir, I have a green card, I’m not an illegal immigrant, you’ve got the wrong idea.”

Inside, Ai Guobei was furious, but he wasn’t angry with the police.

Instead, his anger burnt against those illegal Chinese immigrants.

It’s all because of you bugs tarnishing the image of Chinese people in America.

Why come to America if you don’t have money?

“NO, don’t move, we’re from LAPD’s drug enforcement branch; you’re suspected of involvement in a large transnational drug trafficking case.”

Gru’s business was booming, he now had a high enough position, plenty of power, and many key departments of the LAPD already under his thumb.

“SIR, there’s been a mistake, I’m a legal citizen!

I’m a legal citizen!”

The rotund white officer gave him a knee knock and scolded,

“Every drug trafficker says that.

I may be fat, but I’m not stupid.”

To make sure criminals are apprehended and brought to justice, the team leader conducting interstate law enforcement courteously notified the local police department and then promptly left with his team.

LAPD doesn’t have interstate law enforcement power?

Bullshit!

LAPD doesn’t, but LAPD’s BOSS Gru does.

What’s the big deal?

Just down three shots and bow it off!

However…

if Ai Guobei knew the Plan B CEO Cheng had arranged for him, he would’ve preferred to be arrested by the police for interstate law enforcement.