My American magical life
Chapter 901 - 901 64 Come Watch the Fireworks 6_3

901: Chapter 64: Come, Watch the Fireworks 6_3 901: Chapter 64: Come, Watch the Fireworks 6_3 “Ha, always gotta stay prepared for the unexpected, just in case, Xiaozhong, at this point I can only trust you.”

Remember, back then we were still in the beauty industry, spending those scorching 40-degree summer days doing ground promotions pitifully.”

In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed, I’ve become the president, and you’ve ascended as an executive.

Family Good Items…

This is my company, my career; I want to do it well, but I must survive first to make it happen.

What’s wrong with wanting to stay alive?”

Wang Xiaoxiao’s voice was exceedingly bitter, some things might not seem weighty until measured.

Because of the issues brought to light by this public opinion storm, investors have already initiated withdrawal clauses, demanding she buy back the shares according to the contract.

The actual-debt-for-equity financing model requires good performance to sustain, forcing Wang Xiaoxiao to have Family Good Items commit certain frauds.

Now, the thunder is about to strike.

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It’s not just Family Good Items that’s about to implode, but also BEC coin, as well as the LCE Cryptocurrency Exchange platform that hosted the BEC coin ICO.

In San Rodolfo, at a health club owned by a Hua person, Lao Jia is getting a massage alongside Sun Zhounye.

The female masseuse serving Lao Jia was very skilled, and Lao Jia gave her a hundred Dollars tip, making the masseuse almost wish she could strip down and offer Lao Jia the full package.

However, Lao Jia just waved the masseuse away, today he wasn’t here for the full package.

“Xiaosun, are you getting used to San Rodolfo?”

Mission issued by: Godfather Old Li.

Mission content: Pretending to be a new Freemasonry member to train Sun Zhounye.

Cheng Daqi didn’t care about what the American Freemasonry thought of him hijacking their fame; he truly liked the brand.

This title was just perfect to fool the unawares in Hua Country, and for nouveau riche with shallow foundations like Sun Zhounye, the name of American Freemasonry was highly venerated.

If the Freemasonry isn’t pleased with President Cheng’s actions, they are free to make a move.

On the West Coast, President Cheng is powerful enough to be the boss of the Freemasonry West Coast division.

If you don’t believe me, just ask the pitiful Governor who’s been pulled tight to the brink of tears; he can speak volumes about how ruthless President Cheng’s manipulations are!

“San Rodolfo is close to Hollywood; the girls here are so pretty.

President Jia, how about coming over to my place this weekend to hang out?”

Before, Sun Zhounye didn’t understand the dark side of America until he arrived in San Rodolfo with an electronic tag on his leg, then he understood everything.

Now he’s a prisoner, and he isn’t sure what Lao Jia’s attitude toward him is, or even what his status is, so he’s being very cautious.

“Zhounye, you know, BEC has been falling too harshly lately, I need to pacify the investors, let me get through this period first.”

Lao Jia wasn’t sure how to start, so he just beat around the bush.

“However, the USDT you handled was very impressive, taking one billion Hua Yuan for the campaign, that’s a big move, so President Cheng really values you.”

USDT is a stable-value coin created by Sun Zhounye’s platform Tron, and it’s exchanged at a 1:1 ratio with Dollars.

Cheng Daqi pulled Sun Zhounye under his wing, seeing the future potential of USDT.

When everyone was rushing into the cryptocurrency field to strike gold, Sun Zhounye cleverly made a unique kind of shovel.

Hearing Lao Jia mention that man, Sun Zhounye instinctively shuddered inside, then anxiously asked.

“President Jia, are you talking about Cheng Daqi?”

Lao Jia poured Sun Zhounye a drink, saying.

“Have a drink after the massage, it helps dilate blood vessels.

President Cheng’s business spans wide, with ventures in America and Hua Country; he’s even an internet celebrity in Hua Country.”

Looking at the drink, Sun Zhounye wasn’t in the mood to drink, his heart heavy with worries.

“Don’t sigh, since you’re here, don’t think too much.

As long as you don’t leave San Rodolfo, you are absolutely safe.

Freedom is often just a beautiful illusion.

Living in society, we always face various restrictions.

Especially since you’re a special kind of rich man, being safe and sound could be considered a blessing.”

“Being safe and sound could actually be considered a blessing”

Lao Jia’s consolation was skillful, making Sun Zhounye feel even more miserable.

“President Jia, what should I do next?”

He had been controlled as soon as he landed at the airport in San Rodolfo, and out of respect for his own life, Sun Zhounye did not resist, such as reaching out to the media or something.

But Cheng Daqi has been busy with industries in Hua Country recently and hadn’t arranged any work for him, which left Sun Zhounye hanging in suspense.

Sun Zhounye: “I am very loyal, assign me some work to let me prove I still have value.”

“Wait, President Cheng is still in Hua Country, he might assign you some tasks when he returns, but, Xiaosun, you are smarter than I thought.

I was worried you were overthinking and would choose the hard way.”

In the past, when Cheng Daqi tortured Lao Jia, Lao Jia wished Cheng Daqi would die.

Now that he is the one torturing others, Lao Jia has surprisingly found a strange pleasure in it.

Cool!

“Not smart, not smart.

By the way, President Jia, why did Cheng Daqi let the BEC coin crash like this?”

After Sun Zhounye repeatedly denied being clever, he asked another question that had been buried deep in his heart.

Accountant Jia put away the smile on his face, pondered for a few seconds, and looking at Sun Zhounye who was starting to pale with worry that he might have asked the wrong question, spoke seriously.

“Do you know how much money BEC pulled in during the ICO?”