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Chapter 509 - 509 82 Damn Cheating Couple_3

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Gru, how is the refining of your peripheral members going?

Are you managing well?

Refining?

Gru was caught off guard for a moment before realizing CEO Cheng was talking about layoffs.

“Almost, it’s still just in the planning stage, hundreds of people—it’s hard to deal with all of them at once,”

the top-level corrupt cop replied with a wry smile.

“After LCE (lighting coin exchange) takes off, your beach club will generate a steady income; with money comes easier solutions for those thorns in our side.

But with fierce competition in the cryptocurrency market, we need to get in early for good returns.

We can’t afford to delay!

So, how ready are the contingency plans?”

Gru’s white-collar gang didn’t have a name because having one would be too “conspicuous,” but after ascending to the position of police chief, he used his authority to establish a beach club.

Externally, it was marketed as organizing LAPD officers for beach sports, but internally it served as the gang’s front.

Who would ever link a beach club to a gang?

And today, CEO Cheng was visiting Gru precisely to confirm their level of preparedness.

In the process, CEO Cheng casually painted a picture of future promises.

Mr.

Gru, join the glorious evolution, join LCE and BEC, the future is here.

“The multiple fail-safes have been prepared as designed, Chan.

Geweil is an idiot—he’s been in Las Vegas these past few days, you get it?”

Gru preferred not to have others share in the spoils, so he subtly undermined his fellow conspirators.

“I’ll contact Niu Sen, this has nothing to do with you…”

“Hey, handsome guys, interested in our essential oil service?

Just a hundred dollars, oh~”

Two bold Mexican beauties braving the December seaside breeze in bikinis approached CEO Cheng and his group, promoting their service.

“Scram!”

Jax sent them away rudely, and the spunky girls walked off cursing, their words far from clean.

For a moment, the disrupted conversation caused everyone to fall silent.

“Mr.

Gru, then I shall go contact Niu Sen, goodbye.”

Seeing CEO Cheng dismiss his concerns, Gru loudly interjected, contrary to his usual demeanor.

“I said, don’t involve him!”

Something was off, very off.

Cheng Daqi, taken aback, settled back into his lounge chair.

He waved Jax away and inquired,

“Not too happy with the marriage?”

It was a question that didn’t even need asking, considering the earth-shattering wife Gru married—any normal man would be unhappy.

“Chan, let’s not talk about that.

I’ll lay it on the line for you.

For this scheme you’re running, a few of us can handle that cheat.

If anyone dares to intervene or talk too much, I can kill them outright, dispose of the bodies by sending them out of the country, and then I’ll be the one investigating.

You handle finding someone to set the stage, I’ll take action.

I’m giving that dame face, I can settle for thirty percent.

If you bring in Niu Sen, not only do you get less money, but you also hand over your vulnerability to him—how does that benefit you?”

Mr.

Gru’s analysis was spot on, but CEO Cheng caught the unrelenting ambition in his voice that couldn’t be silenced.

‘Handing over your vulnerability to him!’

As Cheng Daqi’s “friend,” Gru’s reminder was warm—but could Cheng Daqi really not have thought of it?

Could Temir really have not?

Of course they did, but they intended to collaborate closely with Niu Sen, alongside others, to build up the LCE cryptocurrency trading platform.

To gain something, one must be prepared to make sacrifices.

In the case of LCE, CEO Cheng and Mi’er aimed for a sure win.

CEO Cheng sought money to spark a storm that would lever the scales of power in America.

Mi’er sought influence to gain control of Caramacris and become the key decision-maker.

Gru, as their collaborator, was already cozying up to the Italian gang, yet he didn’t want his partners to get too close to them.

What was his goal?

CEO Cheng’s gaze bore down with the force of a weapon, leaving Gru no choice but to explain.

“Chan, there aren’t many big fish like him around—every job done means one less out there.

I…”

“Mr.

Gru, haven’t you thought about what principles to instill in your gang?”

Cheng Daqi interrupted Gru’s pale defense, pinpointing the crux of the issue.

The top corrupt cop’s pupils narrowed as he smiled and responded,

“To make the LAPD unprecedentedly powerful, while essentially it’s also about making money; this time, however, I’ve also included elements of power succession.

The kids in the gang can all grow up to be outstanding officers, you get it.”

“Boring lies, but good enough to fool the majority.

Mr.

Gru, you don’t want Mi’er and me to get too entangled with the Italian gang, do you?”

Temir had once hoped Cheng Daqi wouldn’t get too involved with certain people, but her concern was purely for his well-being, not wanting to see him drawn into that dangerous vortex.

Gru, however, wasn’t that kind-hearted.

“Chan, you’ve misunderstood me, but even so, it’s not really a problem.

Being in different camps allows us to support each other.”

Gru’s words were a mix of truth and falsehoods, indecipherable to CEO Cheng, but he latched onto one key point—Gru certainly disliked the Italian gang.

“Alright, Mr.

Gru, then we won’t involve Niu Sen.

This time, I believe in you.”

CEO Cheng’s little adventure with Gru wouldn’t jeopardize their ventures; it just increased the likelihood of Accountant Jia and Chen Zihao’s deaths, nothing more.

May they be smart enough not to die.

If Accountant Jia simply handed over the ill-gotten money, he’d likely survive, his repute still intact, making him a useful tool.

If Chen Zihao kept his mouth shut, he’d also live, though he might bear a heavier burden—if the Governor didn’t come through, the risks for LCE would surge significantly.

And as these risks increased, when Chen Zihao, the fuse, was inevitably blown, the backlash he faced would be all the more severe.

However, it seemed neither Gru nor CEO Cheng cared much about this.