My American magical life
Chapter 711 - 711 9 At this moment the mountains and seas here are calling his name

711: Chapter 9 At this moment, the mountains and seas here are calling his name 711: Chapter 9 At this moment, the mountains and seas here are calling his name “I want to take this opportunity to give you some advice,”

“In your life, you’ll find that not everything is always fair; just look at how I’m being treated now, especially by the media.”

“You can’t let them knock you down.

You can’t let the naysayers, the ones who oppose you, block your path to your dreams.”

“Adversity makes you stronger.

Don’t give up, don’t back down, and definitely never stop moving forward.

Hold on to the right thing, those valuable things, they’re not easily achieved.”

“When you fight for justice, you’ll face even more opposition.”

“Ladies and gentlemen, look, look at all the opposition I’m facing.”

“As the Great Commander, am I really that evil, that much of a failure?

Are the one hundred million American voters who elected me really that stupid?”

“No, of course not, ladies and gentlemen, of course not.

You’re not stupid, and I’m not evil, but they need to smear us as villains; they hide high and mighty behind the scenes, wanting to turn me into a puppet.”

At this point, the Great Commander stopped, raised both arms, and started an exaggerated performance, imitating a puppet being controlled.

“Mic-drop!

Mic-drop!”

“Mic-drop!

Mic-drop!”

“Drop the mic!

Drop the mic!

Drop the mic!”

Amid the crowd’s roaring and praises, Cheng Daqi, standing at the very front, could even feel the ground shaking.

This place is San Rodolfo, California, a senior blue district, but since his arrival, it seemed to have turned into his home court.

In just one day, twenty thousand people had gathered, some even traveling from states like Arizona, Nevada, and Oregon, all to hear his voice.

Surrounding Cheng Daqi were important figures from the California Republican Party, financiers, politicians, and the like; Wolf, Old Crusoe, they were all present.

And there was Scott, the kid now so excited his face was red.

And CEO Cheng was here simply because he accompanied Mi’er, at least that was the official reason.

Ha, once again leveraging the Caramakris Family name, it might be the last time, too.

“Mr.

Wolf, Mr.

Crusoe…

it’s about time; get ready,”

A member of the Great Commander’s team was arranging the order for different people to take the stage among the crowd.

“Alright.”

“My honor.”

“…..”

Today wasn’t about election campaigning but purely a Republican Party supporters’ gathering, an opportunity for the Great Commander to support the California Elephant Party heroes.

He’s the Great Commander, but as he said, many people wish for him to follow orders.

Power in America is too decentralized; it’s been nearly a month since the federal government shut down with no one willing to take the initiative to resolve it.

The Great Commander’s orders might not even leave the DC area, much less take direct control of California.

After the dust settles on this turmoil, California’s affairs will ultimately have to be resolved by Californians.

“Chan, I didn’t expect this to turn out exactly as you predicted.

Did Achilles talk to you about it beforehand?”

Wolf turned slightly towards Cheng Daqi, whispering in CEO Cheng’s ear.

The black-haired rich woman looked at him with disgust, her eyebrows furrowed, while Cheng Daqi smiled and replied,

“Wolf, even Achilles can’t control every aspect of events; you think he’s omnipotent, but he’s also trembling with fear.”

These words sounded boastful, foolish even, but who was Wolf?

“Where did you see that?”

Cheng Daqi thought for a moment, didn’t elaborate much, but used a bit of guidance instead.

“He’s been in California lately, but hasn’t contacted any of you, nothing stirred up on Forbes’s end either.

Guess what he’s here for?”

Some things are better not said too clearly.

“Gee~ Gee~ Gee, ha, no problem, carry on,”

The black-haired rich woman seemed to think of something amusing and laughed without restraint.

She remembered what Cheng Daqi had told her the night before during their debrief,

‘What’s Achilles anyway?

When it’s time to lick boots, he still has to lick!’

Leaving aside whether Achilles really did go lick someone’s…

you-know-what, Mi’er was very satisfied with CEO Cheng’s metaphor.

Wolf didn’t ask any further; he just nodded and turned his gaze toward the blond old boy on stage with the red tie, pondering silently.

“Some say, ‘Oh, the Great Commander doesn’t care about the federal government shutdown, just wants to come to California to dig up old cases, blamING everything on me.

“Think about it, am I the one who shut down the federal government?”

“The twenty-plus trillion US Dollar debt, did I rack it up?”

“What do you think I do as Great Commander?”

“They block my bills, obstruct the orders I sign, wanting me to bow down and grovel before them.”

“Should I do that?”

“Answer my question, louder, should I do that?”

After a brief silence, the emotions in the venue exploded vigorously once again.

“NO!”

The man waited half a minute, then pressed down with his hands, repeatedly signaling for silence.

“I am fighting for the American people, for making America great again, for the millions of American families who support me.

I will never bow down, I will never bow down, let them go to hell!”

“Because I know the cost of bowing down, yes, I know how terrible it is.

Our beautiful country is sick, look at what I have endured, you all know.”

“The wall construction bill will pass, illegal immigration will be restricted, and by preventing the influx of illegal immigrants taking jobs, employment opportunities for American workers will greatly increase.”