My American magical life
Chapter 742 - 742 19 Siblings Crown Joker_2

742: Chapter 19: Siblings, Crown, Joker_2 742: Chapter 19: Siblings, Crown, Joker_2 Enlarge Niu Sen, and you get the Great Commander.

Enlarge Mi’er, and you get the capitalist forces of America.

Mi’er, using Gru to threaten Niu Sen, translates to capital using certain means to control politicians.

Can these puppets carry the weight and move forward?

The federal government’s shutdown has given the answer.

Are the capitals, which have already been fully globally dispersed, willing to take on America’s responsibilities?

Achilles has given the answer.

“Ha, Chan, I really like you, you’re very smart, hahaha.”

Achilles likes smart people because there are too many fools in this world.

He detests stupidity, detests it to an extreme degree.

“Those consensuses don’t actually bear much pressure, at least not for me.

It’s the Great Commander who must be at the forefront, shielding the establishment.

Otherwise, why would we support him?”

“But…

Mi’er, I want to ask you a question.

What exactly is your relationship with Chan?

Why do you trust him so much, even willing to stir up storms under the name of the Caramakris Family on his behalf?”

Well, Cheng Daqi’s response just now was very clever, but Achilles also deeply understood the strategical game of ‘you play your game, I play mine.’

You two come to negotiate terms with me, from what position do you stand?

Are you a couple?

Or simply a union of interests?

“We are friends, that’s all.”

Mi’er’s emotional control was superb, at least under control at this moment.

“Ha, friends, alright then.”

Achilles picked up a few plates and served CEO Cheng and Mi’er a portion of steak.

“Dad wants to hand over some of the business in Africa to you, Mi’er.

This is my opinion too, we don’t have misunderstandings between us.

You know what you’ve been doing under the family name, Chan, and you, you’re too bold, way too bold.

I will help you take down Saint Rodu.

It will also help the California Elephant Party take down Saint Rodu, hmm, but in the future, I hope you, Mi’er, you change your surname.”

In the lush backyard of a manor house, a guest issued commands to the host.

“You….”

Achilles raised his hand and pointed at Mi’er, signaling her to be silent, then turned to Cheng Daqi, smiling as he explained.

“You tiptoe around for fear of the California Clique and Niu Sen, afraid of those Democratic Party people, so the suggestion you make to me is also full of a petty-bourgeois air.

But you can guess what I’ve been up to lately.

I’m certain, those people aren’t anything to fear, and you know it, they can’t even handle Gru!

Saint Rodu, I want it.

Hunting requires trophies.

Vague and intangible victories are ultimately not satisfying enough.

Chan, I admire you, and I even quite like Mi’er.

My dear sister may have been a bit out of line at times, but she has been fantastic.”

The young couple remained silent, Achilles’ attitude today was beyond their expectations.

This storm has progressed up to this point, Achilles seeking his place among the higher ups, obtaining the victor’s label gracefully and composedly.

And Cheng Daqi, Mi’er, it seems they are those seeking below, only at a great cost, losing more in some aspects—Achilles apparently wants to kick his own sister out of the house, the dowry being crowned to the young couple.

“Does dad also share this opinion?”

The black-haired rich woman didn’t rush; she knew Achilles well.

Showing emotional antics in front of this man would only make him look down on her even more.

Perhaps it is because she has a brother like that, that Mi’er’s character could be so oddly shaped.

Facing Achilles’ pressure, Mi’er brought up Antony, she didn’t believe her own father could be heartless to that extent.

“This family will be under my control in the future, Mi’er.

I’ve always been good to you.

It’s only right that your mother paid the price for her mistakes.

You’ve redirected your hatred towards me, I understand, but no matter.

Leave, and in the future, don’t try to provoke me.

We each go our own way.”

Achilles was truly arrogant, but he also had the prowess to back it up.

He could make America tremble with a single move, his collaborators were the Great Commander, those Semitic Wanderers; his will stood at the center of America, demanding respect from everyone, even his enemies.

But he was too heartless, always has been, and is now too.

The black-haired rich woman’s shoulders quivered slightly; she was furious beyond words but didn’t want to show the impotent anger of the weak.

Cheng Daqi silently heaved a long sigh in his heart.

They thought Achilles would be swayed by interests.

But in reality, Achilles was greedier and more cunning than they expected.

This man was confident of his unbeatable position.

Faced with CEO Cheng’s suggestion to jointly feast on Saint Rodu, Achilles chose to raise the stakes.

In terms of interests, CEO Cheng and Mi’er could gain more, but the price they would have to pay was also greater.

Has CEO Cheng’s overt strategy succeeded?

Indeed, Achilles was willing to endorse them, willing to share a glorious event with them, but the price was too steep.

“Mr.

Achilles, Mi’er and I are just friends, and besides, I think such matters as changing surnames are merely formalities.

If the family wants to develop, spreading out is the best way.

You also said you admire Mi’er.

Of course, there are some misunderstandings between you two.

But which family doesn’t have its small internal issues?

These misunderstandings are minor.

In the future, Mi’er and I will develop in California.

We will also be more careful with our actions and won’t cause you any more trouble.”

Feeling the warmth from Cheng Daqi’s left hand, Mi’er’s cold heart felt a bit warmer.

Cheng Daqi was intently contending with Achilles while Temir gazed affectionately at Cheng Daqi.