My American magical life
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930: Chapter 72 Strangulation End (Requesting 10,000 votes daily)_6 930: Chapter 72 Strangulation End (Requesting 10,000 votes daily)_6 The Great Commander’s second daughter, Tiffany, is still unmarried now!

“Who knows, we just do as he asks, the fact that he dares let us investigate the Great Commander’s family shows that your previous guess was completely wrong.

This ship, not only is there no sign of sinking, but it’s actually rising with the tide.”

“What I worry about is, whether your promise that Lopez would get elected as Congressman is too confident, what if things don’t go smoothly?”

“No way, it’s just a matter of money, I’ve done campaign publicity for the Congressman before, as long as there is enough campaign funding, most of the Congressman districts in America can be won.

If five million isn’t enough, then ten million; if ten million isn’t enough, then twenty million, ha, but rarely does a Congressman election consume so much campaign funding.

The people with that kind of money usually go for Senator.”

“Starting with five million?

That’s crazy….

Has he provided the funds?”

“Of course, he gave thirty million dollars.”

“Big bro, am I being too excessive?

With a boss like this, not to mention chopping off my hand, I wouldn’t complain if he chopped off my dick.”

“Hahaha, no need to worry about that, it’s just as I told you, we have to move up in the world.

Sticking with the gangs is a dead end, even selling the Croatian Gang would be worth thirty million, but I basically got that thirty million for free… sigh.”

“Didn’t you say it was campaign funding?” Desel said puzzled.

“Forget it, it’s all tears, let’s not talk about it.”

Eris was bleeding on the inside.

“What happened?”

“Stop talking…”

A gang leader who nearly went bankrupt from trading cryptocurrency muttered with a lifeless gaze.

—————–

“This is the T-5000 sniper rifle from Bear Country, there aren’t many of these in America, are you interested in trying it out?”

Gru pointed to the largest black sniper rifle on the wall rack and said with a smile.

“Forget it, this gun has too much recoil, and I just wanted to get a feel for shooting.

Normally, I don’t need to handle a gun myself in the face of danger, let’s stop here for today.”

Cheng Daqi waved his hand, showing he couldn’t handle it.

He was truly tired and now just wanted to go back and rest.

“Hahaha, I’m not so interested in guns anymore, Chan, I wonder if it has anything to do with your influence.”

Gru hadn’t played the subservient role for many years, so his response was quite awkward.

“Yes, even though you’ve stepped down from your position as Chief of Police, looking at it from another angle, your future potential has just gotten bigger, knowing when to put down the gun is a good thing.”

Cheng Daqi made a nonchalant remark to wrap things up.

“My guys will take over that woman, and when they do, help me keep an eye on her.

As for lunch…

Mi’er is still waiting for me, call me through Old Li if there’s anything.”

Gru’s eyes quickly shifted, and he immediately spoke up.

“Jax, what are you dazed for, hurry up and contact the people at the adjacent division, let them follow and escort Chan back!”

—————–

If Cheng Daqi’s power is the new member in the large family that is America, then the combination of Gru and Jax is an important part of this new member.

Their relationship is extremely close, to the extent that within Cheng Daqi’s power, the two of them are one entity.

After Cheng Daqi left, Gru and Jax sat opposite each other and replayed all of today’s conversation with Boss Cheng.

“Why do you think he wants to investigate the Great Commander’s second daughter’s boyfriend?”

Both of them noticed the task Cheng Daqi had assigned to Eris.

That’s the Great Commander’s second daughter!

“Could it be he wants to form a marriage alliance with the Great Commander?”

Jax also couldn’t figure out why Boss Cheng would make such a move.

“No way, he has always looked down on my way of marrying into the California Clique to get close, his logic doesn’t work that way.

Plus, he just said — Temir is waiting for him, if he wants an alliance, Temir was far stronger than the Great Commander’s daughter!”

The Great Commander’s strength at this point in time is really a joke.

He only has a four-year term, and in the eyes of the many local power players in present-day America, four years later, he will just be an ordinary tycoon, nothing more.

And Temir?

A dowry starting at tens of billions, capability that’s top-class in America, her family rooted in Missouri, and relatives spread across the Five Continents.

“Eris glanced at you then, boss, could it be possible that Chan is trying to set you up with her?”

A person’s imagination is not dependent on their intellect; it’s something with no upper limit.

Jax’s ideas were so wild, even wild to the point of being comparable to the wildest of gossip.

“Ah, me?”

Gru dropped his marijuana cigarette and opened his mouth in shock.

With his rough stubble, deep dark circles, disheveled shirt, oily nose, and his brewing pot belly, looking at someone like Gru, even if Jax loved his boss dearly, he wouldn’t believe the Great Commander would agree to Boss Cheng’s matchmaking.

“Probably not, consider it crazy talk…” He said timidly with a smile.

Gru spoke wordlessly.

“Forget it, arrange for people to go get someone from the NITA division.”

“That woman?”

“Never mind that, Jax, we have countless handles on him, it doesn’t matter about this one.

But we can’t fall out with him, we can only cooperate, since it’s cooperation, let’s do what we need to do properly, don’t give him anymore chances to put obstacles in our path.”

—————–

Approaching noontime, Gasetti left the San Rodolfo City Hall, taking a ride to a nearby restaurant for lunch.

There’s a staff canteen in the City Hall, but in Europe and America culture, leaders and subordinates often do not dine together, even in submarines with such cramped spaces, there’s separate and luxurious officers’ dining.

As the Mayor, of course Gasetti wouldn’t dine with those bumpkins.

However, on Ninth Avenue, Gasetti’s car ran into Cheng Daqi’s entourage.

Several Fords and Audis with Boss Cheng’s bodyguards inside, flanked by police cars and a police escort, Gru really wants to rise in rank.

Chief Gru isn’t short on status, but he’s short on a sense of security, instinctively leaning slightly towards Cheng Daqi, startling Gasetti.

“Is the Deputy Commander visiting San Rodolfo today?”

If it were the Great Commander or the Councilman coming, Gasetti would naturally be concerned, but the unloved Deputy Commander is worthless in America.

That’s why he mistakenly thought the convoy belonged to the Deputy Commander.

“I don’t think so?”

Gasetti’s driver answered uncertainly.

“Then who is the owner of this convoy?”

Mr.

Mayor asked with curiosity.