My American magical life
Chapter 921 - 921 70 Strangulation 5_5

921: Chapter 70 Strangulation 5_5 921: Chapter 70 Strangulation 5_5 Wang Xiaoxiao has already fled, and if Zhong Yajun also vanishes for an extended period, Family Good Items will truly collapse.

Cheng Daqi needs this project and its entire technical team, so he needs Zhong Yajun to help him stabilize the situation.

“No problem, it’s just….”

The corporate high-flyer hesitated.

“But speak freely!”

Cheng Daqi refilled her wine glass, signaling her to speak her mind.

“What will my future position be?”

Cheng Daqi thought for a moment, then said.

“The senior vice president of Shanhaiguan, assisting me in expanding our work.

Specifically, you’ll be in charge of the marketing and publicity of the e-commerce division.

By the end of June, Shanhaiguan will be listed on the HK stock exchange, and by then, if the acquisition of Family Good Items goes smoothly, you’ll be an executive of a listed company, President Zhong!”

“Shanhaiguan is going public?”

So surprised was Zhong Yajun that her voice turned heads in the executive lounge.

“Sorry, President Cheng, I was too surprised, my apologies, I will make it up to you.”

Realizing her own faux pas, Zhong Yajun quickly raised her glass to apologize.

“This isn’t a drinking party, too formal.

Let’s stop here for today, and I’ll take you back tomorrow.”

Cheng Daqi pressed down on her glass, saying.

“Uh, okay…

President Cheng!”

Zhong Yajun subconsciously accepted Cheng Daqi’s arrangement and then, wanting to say something else, she called out to Cheng Daqi with a slightly raised tone.

“Do you have plans tonight?”

Power is the best aphrodisiac, regardless of one’s gender.

Cheng Daqi laughed silently, teasing.

“Yes, I plan to sleep.

Now, go and complete the task I’ve given you.”

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Law is a wonderful thing; it embodies a rare seriousness and is fundamental to the structure of modern human society.

But the law is not so strict, because the judiciary and the law are two different things, and ordinary people cannot discern the difference between judicial process issues and legal issues.

Here’s a simple logic to explain their difference: the law is serious; the judiciary, not so much.

As for what this ‘seriousness’ represents, it depends on one’s perception.

Nevertheless, Sun Zhounye still very much trusts the law of America.

Especially after some friendly hints from the LAPD officers, he was even more convinced that American law would exonerate him.

“You don’t need to ask like this; if I’m guilty, you can just send me to prison, if I’m innocent, my advice is to release me immediately.

I may be young, but I’m a self-made billionaire.

I have enough money to attract media attention to the persecution I’ve faced, and more than enough to hire top lawyers to fight for justice!”

His voice was forceful, as unyielding as though he had taken a blue pill, in the face of NTIA’s investigation.

“Sun, you’re just Jia’s friend, there’s no need to pretend to be ignorant.

If you’re willing to disclose some information or become a whistleblower, then you can get very favorable terms, maybe even avoid prosecution.

Additionally, whistleblowers can receive special protection, so you won’t have any worries.

But if you confront us, it won’t end well for you.

Don’t forget, you are a man from Hua Country!”

The member of the NITA investigation team was not afraid of Sun Zhounye’s threats.

You’re just a man from Hua Country, who do you think you are?

This is America!

“Then I’ll see you in court!”

Sun Zhounye stood his ground, firm like a tough man.

In the past, I was nervous and compliant, but now, with my life hanging by a thread, I must stand unwavering to fight for my life.

You don’t want my testimony; you want my life!

You might not kill me, but the Freemasonry surely will!

Who knows how terrified Sun Zhounye was when he heard the officer’s threats during the blackout.

Lately, he probed those guarding him and discovered they were completely unaware of anyone having come by.

There are only two explanations.

Either there’s a mole, or there’s a master at work.

Whichever it is, Sun Zhounye dared not take the risk!

He must keep his mouth shut, and so must Lao Jia.

Thinking of Lao Jia darkened Sun Zhounye’s expression.

How is Lao Jia doing?

Is he here too, or is he detained elsewhere?

The NTIA officials who had interrogated Sun Zhounye left; he had to report the progress to Yusuf, the chief who just arrived from Washington D.C.

“Director Yusuf, they’re still not saying anything, show no inclination to cooperate.

We’ve frozen their bank accounts, but the investigation is not looking optimistic.

Jia’s accounts only show expenses; he must have more hidden accounts we can’t track through conventional means.

Scammers in the Cryptocurrency field are often like that, with numerous wallets and secret accounts, elusive.

It suggests that during the organized crash of BEC coins, he must have played some role that wouldn’t be detected by regulators.

Jia’s friend is also a scammer; in his United States bank account, we’ve frozen over twenty million Dollars—so far, I have only reported this to you, sir.

What should we do next with the investigation report?”

Yusuf considered the bank statement of Accountant Jia’s account and asked.

“What’s your opinion?”

“Prosecute them all under the pretext of endangering the national security of the United States, make them spit out all the money.

NTIA needs funds, after all…”

“Haha, you’re thinking too far ahead; this is not your concern.”

Yusuf understood the investigator’s point, but he knew better—the BEC coin matter involved the California Clique and people from Hua Country, domains that must not be touched.

A slight touch would stir up internal strife within America all over again.

“Alright, call over the head of the investigative team, where is he now?”

“Uh, we had a power outage here yesterday, he’s communicating with the power department…”

Basically, it’s just bureaucratic red tape, but one couldn’t say it outright.

“Call him over, I want to talk to him!”