My American magical life
Chapter 702 - 702 5 Beyond Interests The Pyramid of Power Hidden Within_4

702: Chapter 5 Beyond Interests, The Pyramid of Power Hidden Within_4 702: Chapter 5 Beyond Interests, The Pyramid of Power Hidden Within_4 Niu Sen didn’t focus on Mi’er’s identity, but on the limit of the blaze!

When the California Clique’s situation collapsed, Niu Sen wouldn’t leave the American political stage even if the California Clique did Rick would still cooperate with Mi’er.

It wasn’t because of Mi’er’s identity, but more because of interests.

At this moment, Jax finally understood his and Glu’s naivety.

“I should have thought of this earlier, Chan, I should have seen it from the start, you could cooperate with us, that’s what sets us apart from you.

You people, you, Niu Sen, Temir, Achilles, you don’t care what me and Glu have done or how we treat you, not in the slightest.”

Cheng Daqi casually pointed at Jax with a shaking head.

“You still don’t understand, Jax, do you think we only see interests in our eyes?”

Jax stood there dumbly without answering; he was still processing everything that had recently happened.

“Speak up!”

CEO Cheng said discontentedly.

“Isn’t it so?”

Jax asked in resignation.

“Of course not, Glu and I have made it clear that a partnership based only on interests can’t gather truly reliable allies.

Even your gang’s reforms were conducted according to my plans.

Interests are just the foundation.

We, and by that I mean people like Niu Sen and Achilles, maybe even me, we focus on the big picture.

The trouble is, the big picture is relative.

For example, within Saint Rodu’s big picture hides the LAPD’s big picture, and within the LAPD’s big picture hides your gang’s big picture.”

These complex connections hide a pyramid of power, and the corresponding reality is that Niu Sen would grit his teeth and accept Glu.

But if you elevate your viewpoint above Saint Rodu, you have California, and above California is the Democratic Party, is the whole of America.

Therefore, Niu Sen would watch Glu die, waiting for a better moment to strike back or defend, which might only come when Glu is dead.

So, if you only focus on the superficial, you’re doomed to reach the end of your rope, without Achilles, without me sending you after Forbes, you would still reach that point someday.”

Jax asked, not understanding.

“If something happens to us, California’s lid will be blown off, so why would you consider that a moment?”

Cheng Daqi said profoundly.

“The California Clique is not a solid block, under normal circumstances, Chief Glu belongs to the California Clique, but now Niu Sen has decided to unilaterally kick him out.

The Democratic Party is not monolithic either; only when California’s situation becomes perilous will those swing voters pulled by Achilles possibly stand with the California Clique under pressure.”

“For children, messing things up means a scolding from parents, but Niu Sen isn’t a child, and neither is the California Clique.

When they mess things up, not only can no one scold them, but they have to stand behind them.”

CEO Cheng’s last issue was almost equivalent to asking who could supervise Sha Ruijin, morbidly humorous yet extremely realistic.

Realistic enough to make Jax’s head spin.

“And us?”

Jax asked, eyes wide.

“For now, Niu Sen thinks he won’t lose.

Achilles also thinks he won’t lose, even that man thinks he won’t lose, but in this game, one side has to lose, right?”

Cheng Daqi didn’t commit murder, but he slayed Jax’s heart.

What is the most despairing thing in the world?

To see the horrendous future clearly, yet be powerless to change it!

The heart-struck Jax just stood there, stunned for a long while, while Cheng Daqi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, silently waiting for Jax’s words.

“Chan, the idea to kill Forbes was initially your suggestion; even if Glu later took some unsuitable actions, at least we didn’t plan to kill Forbes initially…I beg you, help us this one time.”

Jax spouted nonsense he didn’t even believe, hoping for an affirmative answer from Cheng Daqi.

His tone was so sorrowful, his demeanor so humble.

He knew threats were useless against Cheng Daqi; he knew the case of killing the detective was ultimately Glu’s decision—they had even planted a bomb in this process specifically to target Cheng Daqi, all to gain more leverage when bargaining with CEO Cheng.

But Jax saw no other path, CEO Cheng’s recent words had left a hook, driving this beast cornered in desperation towards the trap set by CEO Cheng.

“Ha, Jax, your thinking is as bold as Mr.

Glu’s.”

In a place Jax couldn’t see, facing the window, Cheng Daqi’s mouth curved into a smirk.