My American magical life
Chapter 443 - 443 66 The Wealthy Brunette is Silenced by CEO Cheng_3

443: Chapter 66: The Wealthy Brunette is Silenced by CEO Cheng_3 443: Chapter 66: The Wealthy Brunette is Silenced by CEO Cheng_3 What’s happened for you to be willing to call me “Dad”?

“We’ve received word about Chengwen, they found the stuff (marijuana) at his place, boss Sun, what do we do next?”

As soon as Sun Chengwen heard this he knew it was over, the person was sent by his own father, no one could save him now.

Sun Dongxin finally understood the situation from the other end of the phone, he glanced at Sun Chengwen, let out a complicated sigh, and replied.

“You handle it, I trust you.”

The call ended just like that.

CEO Cheng shook his head, boss Sun, oh boss Sun, you really have a way with things.

Even tigers don’t eat their young, you’re only a bit worse than a tiger.

“How can he do this, he threw me to America, he…” Sun Chengwen, tearfully stunned, began to cry and complain.

“Alright, I’m not interested in hearing about your family’s mess, I’m a collaborator with your dad, you’re a hostage he handed over to me.”

If he screws me over, I can kill you, got it?”

To someone not too clear-headed, CEO Cheng chose the most brute force approach.

Too brutal might seem inelegant, but as long as it works, it’s fine.

“The cops will catch you, this is illegal imprisonment, it’s kidnapping!”

Out of anger, and, more so, fear, Sun Chengwen’s pale face looked exceedingly maniacal.

Cheng Daqi ignored him and said to Danze.

“Hang him up, Riel has taken care of it on his end, deal with the other one first.”

Now that he’s hooked, even if it’s just on the least addictive stuff, CEO Cheng isn’t taking any chances.

First, give the kid a little shock; it’ll help with his detox.

The things that happen in the old factory Gru gifted to CEO Cheng have always been cruel, CEO Cheng has faced it, Elder Li has faced it, now it’s Ai Guobei and Sun Chengwen’s turn.

“What are you going to do!

What are you going to do?

Let me go!

Let me go!”

When a person is suspended mid-air, tied up and unable to touch the ground, the ropes bind tight, and an immense sense of insecurity will flood one’s heart.

“Bang!”

The giant Riel threw the sack containing Ai Guobei into the center of the factory.

“Let me out, I beg you, let me out, I have money!”

Ai Guobei struggled and roared, pleading in English.

Looking at the squirming human shape in the sack, at the black man Danze, the giant Riel, Sun Chengwen swallowed hard.

He understood that he might really be in grave danger.

“Old Ai, I’ve been mixing it up in America for so long, how could you dare to run here?”

Ai Guobei had seen every one of Cheng Daqi’s videos; he had even met the man in person.

That voice, that voice…

Ai Guobei was completely numb, he had no idea how to face this cruel reality.

To avoid jail, to dodge CEO Cheng’s lawsuit, he fled to America in a sorry state.

And the result?

“Fuck, Cheng Daqi, you’re breaking the law, you’re going to jail, fuck oil, fuck oil!”

Ai Guobei cursed incessantly, if not for the sack that bound him, he would have leapt at Cheng Daqi for a fight.

“Chan, you want me to beat him up a bit first?”

Seeing that the man was uncooperative, Danze asked.

“Get some water, let him experience it for an hour first.”

CEO Cheng really disliked doing such things, but no matter how much he wanted to preserve his reputation, it couldn’t cover up the fact that he was already on this path.

Since there’s no turning back, he might as well be harsh on himself.

The real world isn’t a beautiful fairy tale; CEO Cheng wants to advance quicker, and that requires a price.

The indecisive cannot become heroes, to cut oneself is painful, but it’s also a form of tempering.

If Ai Guobei heard CEO Cheng’s inner thoughts, he’d try to kill Cheng Daqi with his forehead, even.

You’re too noble, too clean, too virtuous; you have me tied up here, and you say you’re cutting yourself?

You aren’t even born on an equal footing with me!

“Cheng Daqi, do we really have such a huge grudge?

Was it necessary?”

Ai Guobei was genuinely in pain, an excruciating pain that tore through his soul.

He hated himself for ever provoking this mad dog!

“Heh, of course we don’t, do you think my target is you?

Hahahaha, you’re not worthy!”

Ai Guobei thought too highly of himself.

In this game, he couldn’t even count as a pawn; he was merely fuel.

Fuel to help ignite CEO Cheng’s soaring engine!

Under Cheng Daqi’s direction, Danze pulled over an inflatable children’s bathtub that had been prepared in advance, filled with about thirty centimeters of water.

Riel skillfully looped the rope around the burlap sack—this could effectively prevent any escape attempts.

With the sack greatly restricting his movements and wrapped with a few extra ropes, even the best escape artist in the world would struggle to break free in a short amount of time.

Sun Chengwen no longer dared to speak.

He knew what was about to happen but was powerless to stop it.

Without his father, he was nothing!

“Cheng Daqi, what do you really want from me?

Can you propose a term, please?”

Ai Guobei’s performance was really quite good; even at the point of no return, he still wanted to struggle.

“You always think you’re so clever, but let me tell you, all those scandals you saw online were written by hired ghostwriters with my money.

Many of those netizens supporting you and cursing me were also hired by me.

I trended on the hot search lists over a dozen times when I returned to the country.

Today, I really must thank you properly.”

Ai Guobei was stunned.

Once CEO Cheng said this, he immediately realized that he might have been an unwitting tool.

“Was Accountant Jia also part of your advance planning?”

If everything had been calculated in advance by Cheng Daqi, then losing didn’t seem so unjust.

“No, even human efforts reach their limits.

I not only failed to account for Accountant Jia but also underestimated how fiercely you would bite me.

You would have been glad to see me dead!”

Wrapped up in ropes, with a sack over his body and only his head sticking out, Ai Guobei looked like a sprouting potato from a distance.

It was ridiculous, but he wasn’t pitiable.

This man had nearly driven CEO Cheng to a dead end in the court of public opinion, and before that, they hadn’t even known each other.

“CEO Cheng, it’s all a misunderstanding, a big misunderstanding, alright?

I was wrong, I beg you to let me go, I…”

“Did you think you were worth my going to war for you?

I’ve said it before, you’re not worthy!

Come on, Riel, give this old potato a soak.”

Ai Guobei was still wailing and struggling, while CEO Cheng was smiling as he walked over to Sun Chengwen.

“How is it, young Sun, fun playing with your uncle here?”

Suspended midair, Sun Chengwen desperately demonstrated his closeness to Cheng Daqi.

“Uncle Cheng, are you just teasing me?

There really is no need, hahahaha.”

See, it was not that the child was disrespectful or ignorant; he simply wasn’t strong enough.

Just add a little pressure, and even the naughtiest child will become obedient.

“Tease you?

Why?

I’ve arranged for this man’s entire family to be unable to leave the country, and you’re the same.

I’m very familiar with America.

You’ve been wasting your days away with those fool second-generation rich kids.

That’s why your dad asked me to take care of you.

He meant well!”

Uncle Cheng’s earnest teaching was heartfelt.

“Uncle Cheng, I know he meant well, but there’s no need for you to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, just let him go already.”

Sun Xuewen feared that things would become more terrifying and eventually spiral out of Cheng Daqi’s control, and then…

“Kid, you think too highly of yourself.

You two are together today because I wanted to deal with it all at once.

In my eyes, neither of you come even close to being chickens, so don’t take yourselves too seriously.”

Patting young Sun’s face, CEO Cheng lit a cigarette and silently watched Riel handle Ai Guobei.

The situation had progressed this far, and he was back on his home turf; the dynamics were different again.

Ai Guobei oh Ai Guobei.

I had given up all my previous plans, but you insisted on showing up at my doorstep, so what am I to do?