My American magical life
Chapter 699 - 699 5 Beyond Interests The Pyramid of Power Hidden Within

699: Chapter 5 Beyond Interests, The Pyramid of Power Hidden Within 699: Chapter 5 Beyond Interests, The Pyramid of Power Hidden Within From the perspective of heroic historiography, every era has its protagonists, which has little to do with whether an era is good or bad.

Limited resources, stagnant development, intense contradictions—none of these disruptors matter to some people.

If there are Observers in this world, then, without a doubt, Musk is that most favored child.

He is the best embodiment of the American Dream in the twenty-first century.

Born in South Africa, Musk lost his father at a young age and came from a family with no clout, but he managed to sell the company he co-founded during the internet boom of the late twentieth century, achieving financial freedom early on.

Later, he built rockets and cars, and even bought one of the world’s largest social media platforms.

Musk’s experiences are so legendary, and the persona he presents is so newsworthy.

It can be said that every American knows his name—from this point of view, his chances of becoming the Great Commander are higher than Cheng Daqi’s.

Once, Musk had frequently mocked that man before he took office, deriding him for overestimating himself.

But once that man took office, he dared to attack his predecessor Lucian aggressively, and when reporters asked him what he thought of Musk, the man did not hesitate to reply, “Smart.”

Even the Great Commander of America dared not slight him lightly; this is the quality of influence Musk holds.

And precisely because he is so well-known, the interest group that CEO Cheng had built decided to take a swipe at him.

Of course, Musk is smart.

As America’s most renowned son of the era, he understood from the moment Accountant Jia entered the studio that he had been set up.

Indeed, the California Clique wouldn’t show him any favors; his companies had already moved out of California (the taxes are too high there), and Geweil had no objections to Cheng Daqi exploiting Musk’s popularity to expand his Cryptocurrency platform’s influence.

This move was CEO Cheng’s proposal, Geweil was in charge of implementing it, and Accountant Jia was responsible for taking the lead—the core of the plan revolved around marketing with Musk.

Of course, Accountant Jia’s Faraday Future tagged along for a marketing ride, with Geweil’s tacit approval—after all, the main actor must be paid, right?

But Geweil’s tacit approval does not mean he would offer much extra support.

He wouldn’t contribute a single Dollar to the three hundred million Dollar bet; Accountant Jia used to be rich, but that was in the past.

Lao Jia was sweating bullets, while Musk laughed with utter abandonment.

A three hundred million Dollar bet, do you dare to accept it?

Either bow down and be a Joker now, or be unable to afford to be a Joker after losing—Musk fundamentally didn’t believe Accountant Jia could win.

“Hahaha, Elon, you…”

Seeing Accountant Jia at a loss for words, Bobby realized it was his cue; he couldn’t let the matter stall at this point because he had to maintain the face of the California Clique.

“Shut up, unless you plan to bet with me too!”

Musk interrupted Bobby’s nonsense, and at that moment, Bobby realized that the top billionaire’s smile appeared sinister.

“Ha, weren’t we discussing new energy vehicles?

Let’s continue talking about car manufacturing, how about that?

Netizens are very curious when Tesla might produce a car that can fly in space.”

Musk didn’t answer; he picked up his cup, took a sip, and seemed to ignore Bobby’s words, just continuing to watch Accountant Jia drenched in sweat.

At this point, any pretext of turning things around was hardly meaningful.

“Musk proposes a three hundred million Dollar bet, the opponent doesn’t dare to say another word” can make the headlines.

“A three hundred million Dollar bet, can the big fraudster actually afford it?” can make the headlines.

“Musk’s remarks leave Bobby on the verge of tears” can make the headlines.

Each one could hit the headlines; Musk does not mind—he has always valued marketing, just taking it as another advertisement.

After all, he was gutsy enough to call out Zuckerberg from a distance for a fistfight—physical boxing, the kind with actual punches.

Unfortunately, Zuckerberg knew he was not in great physical shape and didn’t go through with it.

But whether he went or not is irrelevant; what matters is the buzz.

In the information age, everyone’s attention is scattered, and Musk likes to ride the waves of newsworthy hot topics—he understands this very well.

So in this round, he believes he has already won; he does not believe Accountant Jia truly has the nerve to take up a three hundred million Dollar wager.

“Three hundred million Dollars is indeed a bit much, Elon; you’ve posed quite a challenge for me.”

Remaining silent wasn’t a good look for Bobby either, and a sweating Accountant Jia chose to stall for time.

There was an unexpected turn; Accountant Jia was waiting for CEO Cheng to give some instruction through the studio staff, some direction that would allow him to continue the act.

He was no longer the distinguished Sect Leader of LeEco; Accountant Jia was now just an actor.

“A challenge?

Didn’t you claim your car could beat Tesla, Jia?

Or were you just talking big just now?”

Musk smiled happily; he loved such crushing tactics.

No matter who’s behind you, no matter what conspiracies or tricks you have, I dare set up a three hundred million Dollar bet.

Do you dare to accept it?

Looking at Musk, who could hardly suppress his smirk, Cheng Daqi shook his head.

He thought Lao Jia was too timid.

“Cheng, what should we do now?” Mi’er was genuinely worried.

At this juncture, today’s performance had utterly fallen apart.

“Lao Jia will agree to the bet, but he might need a moment to hesitate.

I think he’ll figure it out.”

Having regained his composure after the initial shock, CEO Cheng was calm.

“You have so much faith in him, why?

And that’s three hundred million Dollars!”