My American magical life
Chapter 498 - 498 80 A Knife at His Throat

498: Chapter 80 A Knife at His Throat 498: Chapter 80 A Knife at His Throat The food at the Dracula Family’s dinner wasn’t very appetizing, and the fact that Joel was so concerned about Mi’er apparently not being engaged made an already eerie atmosphere even more tasteless.

Being an old hand, he had some ideas, and for the sake of the Dracula Family, Wolf’s marriage could become a lucrative business deal.

But the Caramacris family, originating from Greece, didn’t have the tradition of marrying off daughters, and Temir’s crazy-ass personality ensured she wouldn’t just marry any man for profit.

It could be said that the old hand had beautiful ideas, but everyone but him thought he was talking crap.

Especially CEO Cheng, who saw these petty matters very clearly.

The fact that Wolf preferred men, although secretive, wasn’t hard to find out.

Imagine, if Mi’er found out that her husband liked to fool around with random men outside, what would she do with her personality?

Cheng Daqi didn’t dare to imagine.

He didn’t dare, he simply didn’t dare.

The culture in Europe and America is indeed unique in this respect, with many people like Wolf and Riel who could easily want women, but they’re just not interested.

If Wolf had even the slightest interest in women, given his background and status, he would have had a bunch of kids by now.

People like them, either with high social status or strong physical advantages but all preferring men, look down on women—it’s real bone-deep discrimination, to the point where they even overcome genetic instincts.

Conquering women is too easy, so mundane that only the hard-earned union can arouse their desires.

That’s why many men who are successful in the conventional sense prefer same-sex relationships.

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In the black Mushang, CEO Cheng and Temir sat together in the back seat.

“Why did you suddenly lose control and laugh earlier, and why was it so silly?”

Cheng Daqi could understand why Mi’er screwed up the script, but he couldn’t understand why the girl would laugh inappropriately.

We were just having a high-tension exchange with Wolf, sister.

I got cold feet when you laughed.

The black-haired wealthy woman was explaining quietly, fiddling with her fingers.

“At the time, I felt like we were like pitiful street vendors, a bit ridiculous and a bit pathetic.”

CEO Cheng fell silent.

Those words hit a sore spot.

Although Wolf Dracula and his family’s circumstances weren’t that great, this didn’t conflict with the high economic status they held.

Individuals or collectives attain dominance through competition in politics, military, ideology, and economics—these four aspects are considered the ‘ideal types’ of sources of social power.

(This is a theoretical categorization; in practice, there are more details, but let’s not delve into that.)

The Dracula Family had made significant achievements in economics, but being kicked out of the Democratic Party, Joel Dracula switched to the Republican Party to appear relaxed, yet everyone noticed he had been duped.

‘Everyone’ here refers to the other capitalist giants paying attention to the Dracula Family.

When the Dracula Family was attacked from behind, it exposed its vulnerabilities.

As sources of social power, military and ideology are difficult to acquire postnatally in modern times due to their particularity, and the Dracula Family’s solely economic power couldn’t protect its soft underbelly.

This vulnerability was why some set their sights on them, but also because of the enticing economic power involved, Temir chose to follow CEO Cheng’s lead and try to start her own path to redemption.

However, Wolf wasn’t stupid; he needed CEO Cheng and Temir to show their strength first.

His words were also heart-wrenching.

No, very heart-wrenching.

Temir was right, CEO Cheng and she were talking about serious business just now, but when it came to terms, they sounded just like street vendors.

We’re cheaper, we’re easier to deal with, we really need you.

“Mi’er, do you know how Hua Country rose so rapidly in recent decades?”

CEO Cheng tried to initiate some communication, but Temir rejected his inspirational pep talk and stated that dignity wasn’t important.

“Chan, I’m not as fragile as you think, because you were by my side just now, and you’re here now.

What I care more about is your BEC, MAS, Geweil still hasn’t replied about whether he wants to invest or not, what do you think about that?”

The black-haired wealthy woman spoke as if she was concerned about whether CEO Cheng could help her profit, but her words were earnest.

For Mi’er, this was already the extent of her gentleness.

“Let’s wait another day, if not, we’ll directly contact Niu Sen.

BEC isn’t that important, although it’s a great project, the LCE platform is what I care about the most.

(lighting coin exchange)

Even the project itself, BEC, is something I started to expand the LCE platform—platform fees are the business that makes the most money.”

CEO Cheng was still conservative; he didn’t tell the real money-maker in the cryptocurrency platform business.

Cryptocurrency regulation is very strict, outright forbidden in many countries, but in those places where it’s not banned, the industry thrives wildly.

For cryptocurrency platforms, changing code in unregulated areas is where the real money is.

Once the platform kicks off and gains users, a quiet line of code in the backend can inflate asset valuations by billions of Dollars without a hitch.

(A real example from FTX)

One line of code, billions of Dollars, the most profitable business in the world is not drug trafficking anymore—Mr.

Gru, times have changed.

And if there’s a market crash?

CEO Cheng’s goal is to make money, not to court disaster!

There’s Chen Zihao at the first level, Eris at the second, and a bunch of powerful shareholders at the third.