My American magical life
Chapter 745 - 745 20 I don't know what to title this but the content should still be somewhat interesting_2

745: Chapter 20 I don’t know what to title this chapter, but the content should still be somewhat interesting_2 745: Chapter 20 I don’t know what to title this chapter, but the content should still be somewhat interesting_2 There are three key points here, one is Wolf from the California Elephant Party, this person…he’s had contact with me, but Mi’er, I want you to know, as long as you’re willing, I will never be your enemy, the only one in the family who caught my eye is you.

Another is dealing with local capital forces in California, small political forces, such as media conglomerates represented by Disney, various unions, and so on.

Right, the president of the West Coast Shipping Association has a feud with Gru, which might become a future point of contention in Saint Rodu.

Even if everything goes smoothly later, Chan, you still need to make Gru step down—staying hidden is stronger for him now than being out in the open.”

Achilles’ magnanimity seemed so strange.

He appeared to be a heartless God, expressing his support for Temir without stinginess, which left Mi’er stunned for quite some time.

“Hey, my dear sister, you’ve grown some tough wings now, and I don’t want to fight with you, that’s all, do you understand?”

Achilles waved his hand, signaling Mi’er to stop daydreaming, but soon after, he added a sentence.

“Of course, if you still want to cause trouble, I’ll let you know what the price is.”

Cheng Daqi was the first to react, hurriedly chiming in.

“Don’t worry, Ah…”

This time, Achilles did not give CEO Cheng any face.

“What you say doesn’t matter, I want her to answer, otherwise if she changes her mind later, would you be willing to see her suffer?”

The ruthless God watched Temir, the black-haired wealthy woman sat silently in her seat.

How did it come to this?

She couldn’t understand.

One thing after another, sudden waves, changing winds and clouds, Achilles actually bowed his head.

He was bound to make some demands, but his current stance was reasonable and genuine, and Mi’er understood this.

She thought about the hardships she and Cheng Daqi had gone through together, thought about Achilles’ pervasive surveillance.

Should she let it all end today?

The decision was in her hands, and once again she faced a choice.

The difference between people lies here, Mi’er often seemed a bit cowardly in her choices, Achilles’ observation and judgment weren’t wrong; this seemingly tough girl was extremely fragile inside.

Cheng Daqi was anxious, but directly stating his position would affect Achilles’ judgment, even possibly directly bringing about fatal consequences to them.

He stretched out his hand and wrote three letters on Mi’er’s thigh.

I,W,Y.

I with you.

Concise and clear, Mi’er understood.

“I can change my surname, Achilles, I will explain it to Antony, from now on we’ll go our separate ways.”

This round, I concede.

The emotion-driven choice showed itself again, the love-starved girl, after receiving love, was willing to give up everything to hold onto that unprecedented happiness.

Cheng Daqi was already formidable, but not enough, far from enough when facing Achilles!

It’s sad that this gap can never be bridged, Achilles’ starting point is too high, without considering lifespan factors, CEO Cheng can’t outrun him.

Temir didn’t want to drag her beloved boy to death with her, and once again she chose the less ideal option.

Her chin lifted slightly, she looked defiantly at Achilles, her eyes filled with stubbornness and determination.

She consoled herself, telling herself, Achilles, this is my choice, I’m making it for my lover, not out of fear of you!

“Not changing surnames, still family, Chan was right just now.”

Having dealt with the bothersome sister, Achilles felt great joy, he was almost unable to suppress his smile.

Cheng Daqi inexplicably thought, at this moment, Achilles must have very little respect for Mi’er.

He respected Mi’er as an opponent, CEO Cheng, but at the moment of Mi’er’s concession, his laughter was so arrogant, reflecting his true feelings.

The overall situation was settled, the winner, Achilles, super win.

The overall situation wasn’t settled yet, the winners, Cheng Daqi, Mi’er, big win.

The outcome wasn’t settled, the unfortunate one, Niu Sen, is currently frantically fleeing Saint Rodu.

“Alright, the third point you need to pay attention to is Niu Sen, Chan, your move was designed very beautifully, simply unbeatable, but Niu Sen isn’t alone, his aunt Nanxi and many other old politicians are circling around him, you just keep the pressure up, the Great Commander is supporting from above, he can’t withstand it and I’ll step in.

Saint Rodu must be taken into our hands no matter what, otherwise, those old folks are sure to ridicule me this time!”

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And there’s that old actor Mushang, Achilles is already leading his men towards Washington, and CEO Cheng and Mi’er need to hurry to meet Old Crusoe.

After Domo was captured, this strict father who used to curse Domo every day was almost driven mad.

Seeking Gru, no use; talking about the big picture, no use; seeking Geweil, not only useless but also ridiculed.

At this point, Old Crusoe started to despair and chose to turn to Wolf.

Of course, Wolf couldn’t help him—his own man, that unlucky Eris from the rebels, was still in LAPD’s hands.

So, Wolf decided to introduce Crusoe to CEO Cheng and Mi’er.

Just drag the old man through a bit more, that would be enough, Cheng Daqi was worried if they dragged on, Old Crusoe might just kick the bucket suddenly.

“What are you thinking about?”

Looking at CEO Cheng, who was focused on driving, Mi’er asked in a low voice.

“Today I felt like a wimp, ha, would you despise me for it?”

Of course not.

“Wimp, what does that mean?”

Cheng Daqi held the steering wheel with one hand and lit a cigarette for himself.

“It’s like, though a guy, he’s acting no different than a wimp.

Cheap to the core, just innately despicable.”