My American magical life
Chapter 842 - 842 46 Children in the Clouds Written to exhaustion 11000 words presented asking for votes!_2

842: Chapter 46 Children in the Clouds (Written to exhaustion, 11,000 words presented, asking for votes!)_2 842: Chapter 46 Children in the Clouds (Written to exhaustion, 11,000 words presented, asking for votes!)_2 “No, ExxonMobil doesn’t belong to just anyone, it belongs to America, right?”

The giant looked at his sister in surprise, thought about it, and nodded in agreement.

“You have a good understanding.

These giants can’t just be arbitrarily controlled by anyone; having benefited from America’s strength, they should belong to every American.

Those vampires wanting monopolies, ha!”

At this point, Cheng Daqi finally understood, understood all of Achilles’ moves in the California turmoil—he was very bold.

He truly wasn’t afraid of being retaliated against by the Shamite!

Cheng had no doubts that if there was a chance to eat meat, Achilles would even dare to bite directly at those Shamite wanderers, of course, the specific process needs to be meticulously crafted.

Timing, overall situation, companions, all kinds of factors he would consider, just like the last California turmoil.

If ordinary people are regarded as living on the land, then Achilles is like an Observer standing above the clouds, overlooking the entire world.

The businesses he runs are never specific to just one, but rather managing his chess pieces, waiting for the right moment, and then striking like thunder.

Whether it’s Rockefeller, Morgan, Solomon, or the legendary Rothschild, to Achilles, they are not much different—they are still not outside of the chessboard.

When Achilles wants to play chess, they must play by the rules along with him!

“Alright, he’s here now, let’s change the place to meet him.

Have you eaten your fill, Chan?”

Achilles can fake pleasantries too, and Cheng Daqi naturally knows how to respond.

Don’t take the elder brother’s politeness as a joke, you must recognize your own strength.

“Ha, of course, tonight’s meals were all great, I liked that shrimp dish.”

Cheng Daqi’s stomach: are you stabbing me in the back, TM?

“Mi’er, remember this, bring Chan to eat more shrimp in the future, hahaha.”

With Cheng Daqi, Temir joked familiarly on the way to the reception room.

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In the reception room, everyone talked about many things: America’s, the Middle East’s, oil’s, ExxonMobil’s, Rockefeller’s.

“Mr.

Tillerson, I would like to start by saying sorry, I mean no offense with the following questions.

There’s a rumor within the Republican Party that old Joe was literally angered to death by that man, one direct reason being that he fired you.

Is this true?”

Old Bush is also called old Joe, Mi’er’s question made Tillerson quite embarrassed, but after all, he had to give some face to the future boss’s sister.

“It’s not true, old Joe has been bedridden these years, he’s almost a hundred years old, his passing should be considered normal.”

Mi’er finished her questioning, and now it was Cheng’s turn, he also had questions to ask.

“Last year when you were fired, the media was promoting that America was doomed, we elected a dictator.

Mr.

Tillerson, being someone who has been in top positions in industry, commerce, and politics, I would really like to hear your thoughts about our Great Commander.”

Cheng asked, but Tillerson didn’t know who Cheng Daqi was.

“This is my friend.” Achilles also wanted to hear what Tillerson thought about that man.

Tillerson, putting down his coffee, asked in a wistful tone.

“He’s too complex, could you be more specific?”

Cheng Daqi shook his head, smiling as he explained.

“In the conventional sense, the simpler the evaluation of a person, the further it is from reality.

However, sometimes extremes represent a characteristic too, so, just succinctly will be fine.”

The former Secretary of State couldn’t say he hated that man to the bones, but at least they were irreconcilable.

Being ‘ambush-fired’ by the Great Commander, the Secretary who has a history in the United States weighty enough to fill two books, is really unprecedented.

“He’s like a sudden child standing above the clouds.

I have to say, even though he’s already over seventy, in some matters where prudent decisions are needed, he possesses an adorable child-likeness.”

As well known, in this context, adorable is a way of criticizing.

“Alright, Mr.

Tillerson, welcome to join us.

Let’s call it a day.”

Achilles was familiar with these Establishment Faction elites like Tillerson; he understood Tillerson’s thoughts, especially after hearing his judgment of that man, it further confirmed his expectations.

Tillerson was usable, after all, this elder brother had been a Vice Ball Level leader, his strategic vision and decision-making are extremely strong.

The Secretary of State in the United States, akin to the chief of the United States government W Department, although the W Department mainly undertakes diplomatic functions, considering the United States is the most terrifying empire in human history, therefore, Tillerson can be regarded as Vice Ball Level.

Achilles hiring such a person to work for him, this sort of courage and authority is something Cheng Daqi admired.

If he could reach such heights, he probably could freely do a lot of things.

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“What do you think of him?”

After seeing off Tillerson, Achilles asked both, Cheng Daqi signaled Mi’er to answer first.

Sister, you go first.

He really didn’t want to be seen through by Achilles, throughout his interactions with Achilles, Cheng Daqi maintained this kind of caution, every question he asked, every word, was full of mutually contradictory and vague meanings.

“A child above the clouds…

how many of America’s Great Commanders aren’t children above the clouds?

They seem high above, but each has to be obedient, the most obedient being little Joe (old Joe’s son).

Compared to little Joe, the current Great Commander is simply a wild child!”