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Chapter 704 - 704 6 Amidst the Storm CEO Cheng Chooses to Set Sail_2

704: Chapter 6: Amidst the Storm, CEO Cheng Chooses to Set Sail_2 704: Chapter 6: Amidst the Storm, CEO Cheng Chooses to Set Sail_2 Demanding fifty million dollars straight away, Cheng Daqi might dabble in darkness, but Jax understood that CEO Cheng’s caliber was truly formidable.

The initial Red Street kidnapping case was actually designed by Gru, but when the final tally came in, the biggest beneficiary turned out to be a kidnapped homeless man!

Such a background gave rise to a CEO Cheng who gave Jax hope.

“Wait, go back and wait for my message.

I’ll think about it.

If there’s anything, contact Wolf through the insurance company’s channels, you can trust him.”

Cheng Daqi thought of the rising star of the California Elephant Party and he smiled before saying.

“Ah?

Wait, we’re already being watched by Forbes, and you’re still telling us to wait, this…”

Jax didn’t understand what act Cheng Daqi was putting on, or rather, he thought this answer wasn’t worth fifty million dollars—anyone would think so.

“Jax, don’t panic.

Niu Sen is waiting, Achilles is waiting, the Great Commander is waiting, I’m also waiting.

Ha, perhaps this world is just a waiting room; it’s just that we passengers can’t guess whether the next train that arrives will have a seat with our number on it.”

CEO Cheng’s humor was something Jax was destined not to understand; indeed, he was in a hurry, very much so.

“What are we waiting for?

Is there a specific date or event to signal us?”

Cheng Daqi poured him a glass of wine and gently placed it in Jax’s hands.

“Have a drink.

It will be over soon, the kind of soon that means in two or three days.

What you need to do now is to pray, pray that the power struggles on Capitol Hill can buy you some time.”

In Jax’s eyes, CEO Cheng’s caliber was no worse than Niu Sen’s; he believed the words said by CEO Cheng after receiving fifty million dollars.

This poor scared cop had some longing as he asked.

“It will end soon, you’re saying that these matters will soon have a result?”

Cheng Daqi chuckled softly.

“Still so naive, go back and pray, Jax, pray that you have the chance to pay me those fifty million dollars, pray that the gods of fate won’t abandon you in these two days.”

When he came, Jax was worried.

When he left, not only was he worried, but he also represented Gru in owing a famine of fifty million dollars.

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Jax left, but CEO Cheng’s work wasn’t over; he first made a phone call to Geweil, asking him to use his connections to arrange for major American media writers to give some face and heat up the gamble between Accountant Jia and Rocket Horse.

Since a few of them had huge interests on BEC and LCE cryptocurrency trading platforms, Geweil agreed readily; he didn’t even bring up the matter of compensation but simply asked CEO Cheng to go hunting together when he was free.

“Chan, you must come; my brother will also attend.

Everyone there will be our own local folks from California, as well as some tycoons.

You know, there are many internet companies in California.”

After some idle talk, CEO Cheng hung up expressionlessly.

He did not care much for Geweil’s invitation.

As Cheng Daqi rose step by step, to the current CEO Cheng, the approval and favor of big shots were just so-so; he was no longer the small Karami looking forward to someone giving him a hand.

Gru was valued by Niu Sen initially, right?

This cop even went so far as to marry a transgender who could help him jump onto the fast track, seeming even to enter the core of the California Clique.

But what about now?

The upper branches of the big shots can send anyone to the clouds; Accountant Jia reached the clouds as a disciple of Daluo Golden Immortal, and Gru also reached the clouds after marrying that thing.

But what about when the big shots retract their extended hands?

How were they?

This is a realistic world where, ultimately, strength speaks!

If you have strength, even Niu Sen has to give face, and Geweil might even speak out to invite you.

If you lack strength, randomly joining circles is useless and a waste of time.

(If ‘randomly’ is the premise, there is no problem with this expression, right?)

Having handled things in America, CEO Cheng still had other matters to tend to.

Thus, Lisa received a call from the boss late at night, and MAS’s hundreds of signed Internet celebrities began working overtime.

Thus, Dong Zecheng cracked his whip early in the morning, spurring the company’s oxen and horses to start promoting the ‘Two Billion Dollar Bet.’

When Cheng Daqi took action, the names of Jia the Accountant appeared in the phones, newspapers, and television news of over a billion people around the world.

Social media has no influence?

Ha, that’s because the publicity hasn’t scaled up, and the topic itself lacks explosive elements!

Accountant Jia is a super swindler; Rocket Horse is a well-known business leader; one committed to scamming users, investors, suppliers; the other committed to building rockets, cars, clashing online.

‘Tesla is only worth one dollar’ ‘Production next year’ ‘You wouldn’t dare ride your own rocket’ ‘A three hundred million dollar bet’.

Their conversation today was too topical!

On the basis of such topicality, when thousands start to lead the opinion wave regardless of cost, CEO Cheng can also play the game ‘I am the wave’!

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The next day, Accountant Jia visited Cheng Daqi’s home with his family in tow.

Yes, it was still Mi’er’s villa; because it was spacious enough to allow a dozen bodyguards to spread out for protection, CEO Cheng had been living there recently.

“Hahaha, the children are adorable, Lao Jia.”

CEO Cheng was very courteous, very kind to Lao Jia, respectful towards Mrs.

Jia, and even thoughtfully patted the heads of Lao Jia’s two sons.

The children were somewhat fearful; this man was too tall, his smile not warm, and even a bit gloomy.

“CEO Cheng, Ms.

Temir, last night…”

Watching CEO Cheng touch his children, Lao Jia felt a tremor in his heart.