My American magical life
Chapter 837 - 837 47 The King's Game - End Continuing the Madness 11k Votes Requested!_4

837: Chapter 47: The King’s Game – End (Continuing the Madness, 11k Votes Requested!)_4 837: Chapter 47: The King’s Game – End (Continuing the Madness, 11k Votes Requested!)_4 People think that as a girl from a privileged background who has been successful since childhood, and started a business before even finishing university, having held executive positions in both OC and MAS, Lisa was even involved in sales initially.

Such a person like Lisa, even if placed among the world’s most prestigious companies, could achieve an extraordinary life by her capabilities.

How could she not be the general manager of New Era?

“Alright, I’ll resolve this issue of special labor dispatch compliance, but I need a little bit of time.

Uh, regarding West State’s debt, I have another idea.”

Sheriff Gru’s once commanding presence seemed to have vanished, as he now sat dressed in a suit and tie, finally speaking like a professional.

“Speak up, we know you’re under pressure with the debt issue, so we haven’t rushed you to provide us with a solution timeline, but I’m surprised you’ve gotten moving so quickly.

We thought you might need some time to adjust.”

Lisa’s words sounded fine, but they hinted at a wealth of details.

General Lisa: Gru, can you still handle it?

Who is Sheriff Gru?

The leader of the LAPD, the boss of a gang of two thousand, the biggest Black Police on the West Coast who almost decided Niusen’s fate, could he say he is incapable?

“Uh, I’ve already adjusted.

The problem with West State is quite simple; short-term debts have piled up too much.

We can shorten long-term debts, or even convert debt into equity, of course, in the worst-case scenario.

My plan is for you, Temir, or Chan to represent us and negotiate with the banks and financial institutions over the eight billion Dollars of debt.

A negotiation is necessary.”

I’m very capable, and I have a plan, but you can’t let me charge in alone, OK?

Kicking the ball back, the pen in the blonde woman’s hand spins rapidly, Gru casually lights a cigarette, leaning back in his chair waiting for Lisa’s response.

He started to look down on Lisa again.

Such an indecision, hmm.

Even if you just rejected my proposal outright I would still respect you more!

“This is the deal, Chan and Mi’er have gone to Europe, ah, he might have forgotten to tell you, but there’s a project ready to pull you in, and if well executed, possibly not just one.”

Lisa probably figured out what was going on, Cheng Daqi always was extremely meticulous.

Before he left America, not discussing the private prison deal with Gru ahead indicated that he took this dog-training task upon himself.

So, after figuring it out, she directly started discussing with Gru what benefits he could obtain from Cheng Daqi’s power base outside of West State Logistics.

“A new project?” Gru was astounded.

The blonde woman had already drafted a preliminary implementation plan.

She operated the printer, printed out her initial draft, and handed it to Gru.

“Hmm, New Era has many distressed assets needing resolution, directly selling them as a package is too much of a loss.

We plan to tackle them one by one.

This land has a market value of about one hundred million but may only sell for eighty million Dollars.

However, its book asset value including buildings is two hundred million Dollars.

We plan to establish a private prison, generally in three phases: initial organization and assessment, formal financing commencement, going public, and finally, turning these two hundred million into actual cash — otherwise, it’s too much of a loss.”

Sheriff Gru’s expression was quite a spectacle, the multifaceted kind.

He was kicking the ball earlier, Lisa didn’t respond but instead offered him an opportunity, this non-sequitur essentially was the answer.

We give you benefits; you need to provide value, prove your worth.

General Lisa is no ordinary person, she utterly disregards Gru’s past status.

You act as you please, and I’ll do the same.

When Cheng Daqi accepted Lisa’s plan, it was because he believed she could excel.

“Uh, I noticed, there are three key prerequisites for officially opening funding, two of which are my responsibility, one is proving San Rodolfo needs more private prisons, another is managing the City Council…”

Gru faltered, understanding where the complication lies.

“…Ms.

Lisa, I think, uh, I mean, I can handle the debt issue.”

The blonde woman nodded with a smile and teasingly asked.

“Handle it compliantly?”

“Compliantly!” Gru nodded with a resigned smile.

He finally understood, he pledged his loyalty to Cheng Daqi, and then Cheng Daqi rewarded him accordingly.

Pulling him into the team was the most costly, but after joining, he needed to contribute to the team.

The recent collapse of BEC seemed more like a loyalty test.

Cheng Daqi: Gru, I took the money I deserved, do you have any objections?

Gru expressed no objections, loyalty test, passed.

The troubles with West State Logistics were a corresponding capability test to the loyalty test.

He needed to prove his value, beyond performing dirty tasks, only this way could he stand beside Cheng Daqi with dignity.

There is a precondition here, Cheng Daqi is capable of resolving West State’s troubles on his own, after witnessing Cheng Daqi’s various maneuvers, Gru had no doubt about this.

Corresponding to Gru is Eris, Eris didn’t even have the chance to prove himself—he was too weak to have the chance to prove himself.

If Gru is now seen as capital’s tool, then Eris doesn’t even qualify to be a tool.

Within the capital system, Eris isn’t irreplaceable, his only unique trait is the special role he plays in many of Cheng’s ventures—a role to absorb shocks, used and then discarded.

“Your annual salary is ten million Dollars, and to give you this salary, we pay a tremendous amount of tax to the Federal, Mr.

Gru, although your LAPD work experience is within the government system, your abilities are recognized by Chan and anticipated by me.”