My American magical life
Chapter 539 - 539 88 Haha Mi'er my dear sister 9168 not tricking readers_5

539: Chapter 88 Haha, Mi’er, my dear sister (9168 not tricking readers)_5 539: Chapter 88 Haha, Mi’er, my dear sister (9168 not tricking readers)_5 —————–

In reality, Cheng Daqi would have preferred Giorgio to accompany him rather than the glaringly sharp Tiger King by his side.

Achilles knew Cheng Daqi very well, an understanding that far exceeded Cheng Daqi’s expectations.

“How can your MCN be valued so high, are you trying to raise funds or what?”

The first question was full of pressure, Cheng Daqi understood that this man was constantly watching his sister.

“Mr.

Achilles, both Mi’er and I invested our own capital, which gave investors confidence.

Additionally, based on the company’s data, MAS is developing very well and has great potential.”

Achilles sneered in disdain and didn’t dwell on it much, instead moving on to ask about Gru.

“What’s the deal with Gru, and is your relationship with him and Mi’er that of collaborators or friends?”

Collaborators represent interests, friends represent a relationship beyond interests.

But in reality, in the world of people like Achilles and Mi’er, there is no concept of friends—interests are just interests.

Mi’er never really considered Lisa to be on the same level as herself.

Cheng Daqi understood the deeper meaning of the question.

If he, Mi’er, and Gru were friends, that meant the interests they were after were greater than the supposed benefits of collaboration.

Gru has guns, Mi’er could become famous.

What are you guys plotting?

The answer doesn’t matter!

Truthfully, whatever Cheng Daqi’s response was, it wouldn’t be appropriate!

The future of the Caramakris Family belonged to Achilles.

He wouldn’t allow Temir to have too much of the family resources—those were his resources.

If Temir and her partners had too many schemes, he would choose to sabotage them.

Achilles’s question was a trap; CEO Cheng could only choose the right answer.

“Collaborators.

Gru gave Mi’er several tens of millions of dollars, and she introduced Gru to Niu Sen.”

The imposing man stopped in his tracks, looking at CEO Cheng with contempt.

“Then why did she plant our family’s people in Gru’s damned gang?”

Cheng Daqi was startled, he quickly replied.

“Gru’s gang is too tricky, I was worried Mi’er might get implicated in his future troubles, so I reminded her to insert our own people.”

Has Accountant Jia’s hunting been exposed?

Does he know about my expectations for cryptocurrency?

Has someone listening in heard what Mi’er and I discussed?

Cheng Daqi dared not think about how much this man knew.

He was immensely relieved, thankful that ever since landing in America, all important matters were discussed face-to-face and never left a record on social media.

Achilles tossed a cigarette to Cheng Daqi and lit one for himself.

“Chen, I quite admire you.

What do you think about Mi’er?”

Do you want to be a big brother-in-law?

Cheng Daqi couldn’t fathom what this guy meant, he paused for a moment, then replied.

“Mi’er is a very good girl.”

Achilles looked at him with surprise, then immediately.

“Tsk!

Hahaha!”

Cheng Daqi forced a flattering smile—he was genuinely afraid.

If one were to say that Wolf, Gru, and even Niu Sen’s cousin appeared as explicit demons, then Achilles seemed like a ruler endowed with the power of the gods, his inherent wildness and arrogance truly frightening.

A demon’s evil acts are predictable, a god’s intentions are unknown to anyone.

CEO Cheng didn’t know Achilles’s purpose either.

Unpredictable power is also frightening to the people.

Achilles Karamaklis is the prime heir of the Caramakris Family.

In the future, he will be one of the top individuals in the human world—where in the capitalist world, order is controlled by capital.

(All countries’ modes of production and organizational forms are capitalized, and I’m not politicking, this is simply the truth.)

The Caramakris Family’s influence, both in Missouri and across Europe, will all be led by him; to some extent, he has the power to influence the direction of the world.

He naturally considers Mi’er a plaything, he naturally considers himself the master of Mi’er’s current situation.

Is it because he’s mad?

He was not insane, because he truly was the future controller of this world.

By that day, in the Senate of the world’s most powerful empire, he would have at least one representative, and in the House of Representatives, his agents could include several or even a dozen or more.

If he wished, he could even choose someone to run for the position of the Great Commander—just like the old stories from Missouri decades ago.

If he wanted, America’s laws could be changed for him.

His assets might amount to hundreds of billions or even trillions—the valuation wasn’t important, what mattered was the influence of the Caramakris Family lurking beneath the surface.

“Cheng, don’t be nervous, I really like people who have ideas, are you interested in working with me?”

Achilles’ invitation was sincere, and he was truly tempted—don’t get me wrong, he liked Cheng Daqi’s cleverness.

For ordinary people, opportunities and money are scarce resources.

But for a capitalist like Achilles, who stands at the very top of human society, what he lacks is time and reliable subordinates.

He has numerous ventures, and he has a lot of money, so he needs time to spend, and time to manage.

But as hard as he might try, he could not shoulder it all alone, and thus he needed capable and reliable subordinates—loyalty wasn’t important.

Money could buy loyalty, and guns could prevent betrayal.

“Of course, but Mr.

Achilles, I believe you can understand my current situation very well, many people work in my company for me, I have a responsibility to them.

Plus, my business has just started, and many great possibilities have not yet been seen, if I give up now, I would be extremely unwilling.

If there is an opportunity in the future, I hope you won’t disdain me then.”

Cheng Daqi’s reply was dignified and tangible, without a single empty promise.

He didn’t dare play clever in front of Achilles, this man’s presence was too strong—three stories taller than Sun Dongxin’s sort of strong.

After all, one was the ultimate predator in capitalist society, and the other was…

well, incomparable.

By comparison, 1 Achilles ≈ 3 Sun Dongxin, referring to the type of presence.

“Cheng, very well, hahaha, let’s head back.”

What surprised Cheng Daqi was that Achilles didn’t seem interested in continuing the conversation.

It seemed his answer had satisfied the suited predator, and Achilles just headed back like that.

However, Cheng Daqi noticed that this potential uncle-in-law always walked fast, both coming and going.

Even when he entered a room, his pace was quick.

This made Cheng even more cautious—this was a man who had efficiency and capability etched into his bones.

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Soon, the guests arrived one by one, and no one was surprised by the appearance of Achilles—after all, he was the head of the Caramakris Family, Mi’er’s brother.

At this moment today, it was normal for Temir’s brother to be there, as he was the closest family member to Mi’er.

“Alright, let’s go to the dock and board the ship first.

Today’s chef is someone I’ve invited from Japan, and after our discussion, we can enjoy the finest tuna sashimi and Japanese cuisine.”

CEO Cheng noticed that Mi’er didn’t seem to be influenced by her brother, she was in high spirits.

This made CEO Cheng feel a bit ashamed; he had almost shown weakness in front of Achilles, and although the weakness was intentional to some extent, he had still been momentarily overpowered by another man.

Lake Okeechobee is the largest lake in Florida and one of the largest lakes in North America.

The area of the lake is a vast 730 square kilometers, but due to its shallow depth, the ships that operate on it tend to be small in tonnage.

The ship Mi’er rented was designed especially for touring Lake Okeechobee.

Although it was less than five hundred tons, because of the special design, it had a shallow draft, allowing ample space on board.

The guests boarded the ship one after another, and Mi’er intentionally lingered to chat with CEO Cheng.

Just now in the room, her brother had been almost inseparable from her, which made her feel uncomfortable.

Just as she was about to have a word with Cheng Daqi, Achilles, who had already boarded, suddenly called out from the railing.

“Mi’er, come here, I’ve saved the best viewing spot for you.”

The man just stood there, holding onto the railing, smiling as he looked at Cheng Daqi and Mi’er.

Cheng Daqi seemed to not notice that Mi’er was trying to speak to him, as if he had heard nothing, he followed Giorgio and boarded the ship.

The wealthy black-haired woman responded to her brother and followed behind Cheng onto the ship.

Throughout the process, Achilles’ piercing gaze was fixed on them.

Actually, there was no significance to what Achilles was doing; he simply wanted to pressure his unruly sister, to make her understand who had the final say in the Caramakris family, nothing more.