My American magical life
Chapter 944 - 944 77 A cost of fifty million is too low first make it four hundred million_3

944: Chapter 77: A cost of fifty million is too low, first make it four hundred million_3 944: Chapter 77: A cost of fifty million is too low, first make it four hundred million_3 Her suggestion was entirely made from a perspective consistent with CEO Cheng’s interests.

Cort is quite a well-known figure, boasting tens of millions in media exposure, maxing out talkability, with a special status.

As long as it’s slightly manipulated according to Lisa’s suggestion, it would be easy to obtain the public’s favor for entering politics.

“As you wish, Madam General Manager.”

“Ha, how dare you assume my gender?”

“Ah?”

“Just kidding, Chan.

When I said that, those senators’ eyes popped, and Domis’s face immediately turned serious.

I tried so hard to hold it in, hold it in, to prevent myself from laughing out loud, hahahaha.”

“That’s how it is in California, many transgender people actually don’t want it to be like this, they don’t want privileges, but certain politicians with ulterior motives disagree.

Ha~ Democracy.”

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By the end of April, the Bahamas was already in the midst of summer.

Its low-latitude geographical position makes it the number one vacation choice for tourists from the adjacent countries of the North Atlantic, packing the beaches with people.

Li Haiping propped himself on the balcony railing, holding a telescope, looking at the shapely behinds on the distant beach.

“Li bro, stop looking.

Do you want me to order a dozen for you?

The kind with big butts that could break your back.”

Chen Zihao was quite generous.

In BEC’s turbulent times, he welcomed Li Haiping’s presence.

When nothing’s going on, he complains about having a bunch of ‘dads’ over him.

When trouble arises, he realizes the benefits of having more godfathers—right, Lü Bu?

“A man is in his prime at fifty, my back isn’t so weak as to be easily broken.”

Li Haiping remained still, continuing to keenly observe through the telescope.

Others at thirty, you at fifty, has your family’s flower been blooming for twenty more years?

Chen Zihao was rendered somewhat speechless by Li Haiping’s comment, offering an apologetic smile.

“I was talking nonsense, haha, so shall I make the arrangements for you tonight?”

Li Haiping coolly replied with a tone filled with pretentiousness.

“Don’t ask.

Ask and the answer is no.”

Li Haiping has been playing Godfather for a while, and this response is rather amusing.

Even with Chen Zihao’s more than a decade of experiences in the underworld, he genuinely couldn’t tell if it was a yes or a no.

“Li bro, stop teasing me.

How will the BEC situation develop?

Will it involve LCE?”

Li Haiping put down his telescope with a sense of unfinished business, and sat opposite Chen Zihao, leaning back with his hands behind him, half-reclining lazily, and began to speak leisurely.

“Regardless of whether LCE has issues or not, as long as you stay hidden in the Bahamas, there’s nothing to fear, understand?”

The off-shore headquarters in the Bahamas, the off-shore technical center in India, and the settlement center in Po County—the LCE model is exceedingly decentralized.

As long as Chen Zihao doesn’t show off, he’ll be safe—even from the Freemasonry.

Sun Zhounye: I should never have gone to the forum and spoken!

“This time Lao Jia was taken away, isn’t Cheng and the others going to make a move to protect him?”

Chen Zihao obviously knows he’s safer than Lao Jia, but a person’s need for security is limitless.

In the current situation where the Great Commander openly targets and NITA steps in to arrest people, he feels as jittery as a startled bird.

“I came here this time to also…

you’re not recording, are you?”

Li Haiping, realizing that Chen Zihao seemed to be leading the conversation towards Cheng, stopped mid-sentence and asked coldly.

“No!

Of course not!”

Chen Zihao hastened to explain with an innocent face.

The Godfather-sized figure scrutinized the panicked young man before suddenly laughing.

“Even if you recorded, it doesn’t matter.

Don’t be stupid; if anything happens, you’re the one who’s dead!”

“Li bro, I…”

Impatiently, Li Haiping gestured with his hand, saying.

“Shut up, listen to me!

The matter of BEC has already settled down.

It’s still hot because we need it to be hot.

The market has limited capacity.

The bigger the traffic and the higher the topic’s heat, the more likely it will be chosen by more people.

You don’t have to worry about being targeted.

BEC won’t have any trouble, neither will LCE, got it?”

Chen Zihao looked incredulous, asking reflexively.

“It’s already settled?”

Li Haiping snorted coldly, seemingly annoyed by Chen Zihao’s lack of trust.

“What do you think?”

“Isn’t Lao Jia under control by NITA’s investigative team?

Plus, the Great Commander said on social media he would give an explanation to those who were defrauded…”

Chen Zihao’s perspective represented the vast majority of the ordinary people who followed the matter, not understanding that the Deep State has already reached a consensus.

The California Clique would exert its power to pull strings in the upper echelons, while Cheng would use the LAPD’s power to control things in California.

Forget about the Great Commander; even if a Super Saiyan came, the matter would proceed as the leaders wish.

And who are the leaders?

Cheng Daqi, Niusen!

The Great Commander isn’t a Super Saiyan, he has his weaknesses, and plenty of them.

The rule of social survival is like this, no convoluted twists and turns, where interests lie, even the Great Commander can’t interfere!

Li Haiping sneered in response.

“You don’t understand anything.

He also said he would make America great again!

So what?

In these two years, where has America become great?

Yes, it’s great in exploring gender diversity, but what else?”

Lucky the Great Commander is not here, and Chen Zihao is not some deep MAGA disciple; otherwise, just Godfather’s speech alone could shred him into ashes.

America’s current Great Commander is no ordinary person.

To his loyal voters, he is almost godlike.

God said America will be great again, and they believed.

Congress dares to say God didn’t accomplish that, they’ll storm inside and smash it to pieces!

If they dare to take on Congress, would they fear a mere Chinese West Coast Godfather?

“Um, Li bro, so I do nothing?”

Li Haiping’s words were brazen, but Chen Zihao couldn’t help but believe him.

After all, he’s the godson, and Li Haiping could even be considered his godfather.