My American magical life
Chapter 807 - 807 40 The Answer Flutters in the Wind Daily Thousands Asking for Monthly Tickets_3

807: Chapter 40: The Answer Flutters in the Wind (Daily Thousands Asking for Monthly Tickets)_3 807: Chapter 40: The Answer Flutters in the Wind (Daily Thousands Asking for Monthly Tickets)_3 “Hahaha, alright, alright, I’m going to leave first.”

Temir’s facial muscles are stiff, and even her tone has been altered by anger.

Watching her swiftly departing figure, Lisa asked.

“Have we gone too far?”

Cheng Daqi took her hand, wanting to catch up to Mi’er’s pace, but Mi’er got into her car and drove off.

Shaking his head, President Cheng sighed.

“No, she needs to grow up.”

It’s still the same red Marsha, with Lisa sitting in the driver’s seat.

“Chan, I’m feeling a bit anxious, it’s like we’ve conspired to betray her.”

After buckling the seat belt, President Cheng adjusted his seat, and then realized something uncomfortable under his butt.

“What did you put here?

Ha, I’ve ruined your eyeshadow palette.”

He muttered in a speechless tone.

“It’s Cartier, two thousand dollars, reimburse me.”

The female driver floored the accelerator, leading the late-night speeding team.

“Bullshit, when is eyeshadow ever that expensive?”

President Cheng really couldn’t comprehend how outrageous women’s spending on consumer goods could be.

“It has diamonds, lots of tiny diamonds in it!”

Lisa lifted her chin, looking disdainfully at the country bumpkin President Cheng.

“You women are insane, aren’t you afraid of diamonds getting into your eyes?”

Looking at the small palette in his hand, President Cheng spoke wordlessly.

“That’s why I only used it once and then stopped, haha.”

With the V8 engine roaring and screeching, Lisa laughed cheerfully, feeling thrilled that her foolish expense of two thousand dollars would be reimbursed by President Cheng.

“Slow down, you’re already drunk driving, Lisa.”

The blonde white girl shook her head and retorted.

“Doubting a Slav’s alcohol tolerance?”

“Aren’t you German?”

“No, I consider myself Slavic.

When I went to France, there were two handsome French guys who hit on me, they thought I was from Eastern Europe.”

Cheng Daqi patted his head and sighed.

“That’s what I thought, I always felt I was forgetting something, it’s this, the European division… ah, there’s just too much going on, I have two secretaries now, but still it doesn’t feel like enough.”

The blonde white girl scoffed.

“That Japanese secretary of yours is quite pretty, I didn’t expect you to only like Eastern women.”

“Ah!?”

President Cheng felt he was truly wronged, he hadn’t done anything!

“So, what about the mess in Europe, should we send Gru to give them a warning?

My annual salary is set at three million, he gets ten million and needs to carry out his duties well!”

“It’s not necessary, I’m planning to transfer someone from Shanhaiguan in Hua Country, didn’t you say that the manager there is doing well?

Let’s just restructure around him.

And about your salary… Lisa, to be honest, I’m planning to discuss New Era’s option pool with Mi’er later, trying to arrange a five percent share for you.”

Hearing this, the blonde white girl eased off the accelerator and asked.

“What’s the deal with New Era?

I have ten percent in MAS options and shares, and with MAS’s one billion dollar valuation folding into Xinshi Group, my shares should be worth something.

Why haven’t you two talked to me about this issue?”

When it comes to money, Lisa had to be concerned, nobody can live without worldly worries.

The blonde white girl works harder than cattle every day, it would be terribly unfair if she didn’t make more money.

“New Era is a non-profit entity.

MAS and OC have investors who came for profit.

Mi’er and I have been negotiating the framework of the management company, but there are some procedural issues that need time.

Also, Mi’er stepping back in your plan might be because she considered the low cost of your project, no need to spend too much money, it’s partly why she somewhat condoned my operations in BEC, partially because we need a cash flow to redeem shares.

These things are very troublesome.

Speaking of the MAS valuation of one billion merging into New Era, if we resolve that first, it will be hard to negotiate the share buyback.”

Lisa stopped the car in front of her house and asked.

“Non-profit entity, haha, how did you manage that?”

In America, the certification for non-profit organizations has very strict standards, especially for groups as large and complex as New Era.

Usually, large companies seeking tax-exempt status are heavily scrutinized by the National Tax Bureau.

“LCE, BEC are non-profit vision projects, New Era holds shares in them, OC Perfume is considered donation and merges in, MAS is a public welfare media platform, West State will also go the donation route, other companies, large and small, shares, and debts, all have their own methods.

Niusen took so much of our money, he must do the job well, California’s two houses will pass our application!”

Thinking about the upcoming political struggle with the Governor, Lisa felt somewhat mixed.

“This is so American, Chan, the big capitalists dodging taxes like crazy, I have to pay millions in taxes each year.

And, the roles you’ve set for us three just happen to all match up, I’m the general manager responsible for execution, you’re the president sorting out those tricky partners, Mi’er is the chairman managing shareholders.”

Cheng Daqi handed Lisa a cigarette, the blonde white girl rolled down the window.

The early spring night was very tranquil; Cheng Daqi had also seen the 4:30 a.m.

of San Rodolfo.

“As for tax evasion, it’s how you see it, everyone is doing it, West State Logistics did it before too, it’s a non-profit organization in Missouri, and then the Caramacris Family made profits with an infinite debt cycle.”

Lisa looked towards Cheng Daqi, in the dim car interior, her olive-green eyes were shining—the diamond eyeshadow truly had impact.

“Chan, West State was a gift from Achilles to Mi’er, those industries too, New Era is hers, not yours, and definitely not ours, I still feel like we’ve betrayed her, sigh.”