My American magical life
Chapter 648 - 648 111 Achilles So that's how you want to play it_3

648: Chapter 111 Achilles: So that’s how you want to play it?_3 648: Chapter 111 Achilles: So that’s how you want to play it?_3 “Hey, how much have you grasped?”

“The only variable is whether that idiot Glu will screw up, but since he finally managed to shift the blame to us, he’ll probably lie low.

I had Wolf wait earlier just so Glu would realize that Niu Sen wouldn’t budge an inch.”

Chief Glu, tsk.”

“He’s strange.

Despite being capable, his vision is surprisingly narrow.”

“That’s normal.

Being good at dirty money and gangs doesn’t mean you can play politics.

He doesn’t understand the complexity of cooperation.”

“Honey, I’m off to work for our cause.

I’ll be flying for a week.

Can you ‘inject some strength’ into me?”

“Inject strength?”

Putting the words ‘inject’ and ‘strength’ together made CEO Cheng want to laugh, thinking of ‘positive energy’.

“A kiss?”

“Let’s save celebrations for when the deal is sealed.

Opening champagne at halftime will make us look like clowns.”

“Alright, how about a hug then?”

“Forget it, you just got dressed so neatly, it’s not appropriate.”

“Then I’ll take it off…”

“There’s work at the company.

I’m heading to work now.”

Watching CEO Cheng flee, Mi’er curled her lips.

You’re not afraid of a raging Wolf, but you’re afraid of hugging me, what’s the meaning of this?

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CEO Cheng: Niu Sen doesn’t even twitch, and that pig Glu can’t see how awesome Niu Sen really is.

CEO Cheng felt that Chief Glu was like a frog that had jumped out of a well, but hadn’t shaken off the mud in the pit properly, thus bound to be disappointed.

The Eris affair had a place where he would toil.

But CEO Cheng was also shortsighted, underestimating Niu Sen’s aversion to risk.

Niu Sen was willing to gamble for fun, but once Achilles made a move and the complexity of the situation increased, Niu Sen changed his mind.

Glu selling Eris, CEO Cheng kicking Glu out, Steven giving up on Achilles’ pie, and Wolf choosing to cooperate with a greedy and opportunistic wolf for the so-called ‘glorious path’…

Notice anything?

In the game of power, there isn’t even a single person playing with true alliance.

Morality, promises, laws, and honor, everything swirls into a vortex around interests, turning into a mess.

Those greedy power animals wanting to grasp for benefits stand around the pot, stirring with their spoons.

Bit by bit, fragments of information emerge, piecing together the incomplete silhouette of events.

No one knows the whole truth, but everyone believes they’re doing the “right thing”—choosing the option that seems most beneficial to them at the moment.

Niu Sen also chose this way, the only difference is his spoon is bigger and he stands closer to the pot, so he decides more swiftly.

LCE compromising my interests?

The identity business compromising my interests?

OK, I can ask for a high price!

Achilles, you wouldn’t want your sister starting over in California and competing with you for the inheritance rights, would you?

Yes, you’re a man, but in my great America, we believe in gender equality.

Coincidentally, I’m with the Democratic Party, and the policies I support just happen to include that.

“Alright, Mr.

Niu Sen, I did a little business in Turkey last year and will officially start work in early March.

I hope you can recommend a good construction company then.”

People say taking construction contracts is a low-end way of transferring benefits, but it can be big or small and the legal leeway is quite large; in fact, it can be done very high-end.

“You also know about Geweil; he will be following up on the project connected to yours in Turkey.”

But what I’m thinking is just maintaining normal business relations with Mi’er from now on, nothing beyond that.

After all, we’re all respectable people, don’t you think?”

Old fox!

Achilles cursed, then said with a smile,

“Behind the scenes, we still have to make her promises, pretend to be close.”

Achilles meant not to involve Niu Sen too much; after all, he couldn’t possibly kill Mi’er.

In his view, just clipping her wings and keeping her under surveillance was about enough.

“Hahaha, I understand your intentions, I do, but I wouldn’t want any accidents concerning her safety, ah, anything can be discussed sitting down, right?”

Niu Sen steered the conversation towards “safety,” having already secured the benefits of selling out Mi’er, but he was more interested in using Achilles to take out Chief Glu.

Now, the people Achilles had sent to California weren’t fierce enough, and he hoped Achilles would step up his game in this regard—but he couldn’t seem too eager.

It would be best to sell out Chief Glu separately!

First selling Mi’er, then selling Chief Glu, hitting two birds with one stone, that old fox Niu Sen was planning to feast behind everyone’s back.

“Yes, I wouldn’t want things to get too ugly, Gavin, but it’s not up to me, some people aren’t thinking clearly, they need some actions to help ‘her’ see clearly.”

Niu Sen nodded; he decided to just be direct, as there was no need to play dumb with the likes of Achilles, especially with leverage in hand.

He had three options before him: win, win big, or win huge, and Niu Sen had the power to choose any!

“What do you think about the Forbes corpse-abandonment case in front of ABC?”

The crux of the ABC soccer case lay in the tug-of-war for investigative rights between LAPD and Forbes, Achilles was well aware of the big issues involved, since he was the one who had arranged for the men to be sent to their deaths, and his subordinate Steven was unearthing the backstage secrets.

“Do you think we should stop while we’re ahead?”

Achilles thought Chief Glu had some clout with Niu Sen, but he was mistaken; Niu Sen also wanted Glu gone.

“No, there are many issues with Glu, I hope you’ll have Forbes’s people take him out.”

Niu Sen made his request, with a twinge of regret in his heart, pity that he couldn’t sell Glu for a good price.

“Understood, is Chief Glu entirely Mi’er’s person?”

“Yes, are you aware of the Red Street kidnapping case?”

“Dozens of cops died, Old Joel hahaha, the affair was crazy at the time.”

“After the Red Street kidnapping case, two high-ranking police officials died, and Glu rose from the position of precinct action team leader to chief of police overnight, but initially, I planned to push him into the committee.

His men are numerous, when they lack accomplishments, they create their own.

America has such big problems now precisely because of these unscrupulous muckrakers.”

But then Mi’er came to me, asking to promote Glu to chief of police, and now you want to…

get a grip on the situation, so Glu is a crucial piece.”

Niu Sen wasn’t clear about how the whirlpool had started or, to put it another way, he didn’t care.

He was the Governor of California; some trivial matters weren’t worth his attention.

“Alright, thank you for the reminder, but concerning Chief Glu’s businesses, seems like there’s some lending going on, what do you think should be done with that?”

Achilles asked subtly, he had found out about the business deals through Mi’er’s people adjusting the books and stuffing labor camps, implicating Niu Sen, so he broached the subject cautiously.

“Just let Glu go and let nature take its course.”

“Let nature take its course?”

“Yes.”

Niu Sen left Achilles’s hotel suite, this over two meters tall giant contemplated for a long time, finally clarifying all the connections.

“Murder by a borrowed knife, hahaha, playing it that way, huh?”

He rose from the living room couch, instructing an attendant,

“I need to take a trip to the DC area, arrange the flight soon, immediately.”

March wasn’t far off, Achilles wanted to save some expense—of course, that was just a convenience.

What he sought was not just to save money.

When money reaches a certain scale, it becomes unimportant; the low-cost capital available to him was almost limitless.