My American magical life
Chapter 950 - 950 79 Swallow 2 - I did not take a penny from them

950: Chapter 79: Swallow 2 – I did not take a penny from them 950: Chapter 79: Swallow 2 – I did not take a penny from them Under the lead of a uniformed prison guard, Lao Jia walked out from his room.

Wandering the underworld for over twenty years, this was his first time truly serving time in prison.

And it was an American prison.

If he had known that such a fate awaited him on this land of freedom, democracy, and equality, maybe Lao Jia…

Hmm, he would still have run, but he might have chosen a less barbaric country.

The brilliance of America’s system lies in its ability to simultaneously plunge its own citizens into misery while making those Western-worshipping dogs, who might not even have enough to eat, howl fervently.

His initial connection with America started with being duped by a passionate and friendly real estate agent—high-priced homes, several of them.

As a newcomer, Lao Jia accepted it.

Later, when he acquired an original company from Faraday Future in America, the founding team scammed him hard again.

Dipping his toes into a new industry, Lao Jia accepted it.

Then came the dramatic collapse of the LeEco Empire.

When he brought substantial funds to America, the financial lobbyists swindled him yet again.

Seeking refuge, Lao Jia accepted it.

Finally, he fell prey to Cheng Daqi and his crew.

Little Black Lao Jia was devoured entirely by the darker Mr.

Cheng and Gru.

This time, it wasn’t a scam—it was a ruthless, live dissection.

But later, Mr.

Cheng pushed him into the limelight as a frontman, even painting a rosy picture of a comeback.

Lao Jia swallowed his pride and accepted it.

After all, Accountant Jia, nurtured by the colossal Qianyi Group, was a top-tier tycoon.

His inner strength was formidable, his resolve incomparable.

Mr.

Cheng saw Jia’s rare talents and chose him as a pawn.

However, California lies on America’s West Coast, and in this territory, Lao Jia’s temperament still needed refinement.

When NITA arrested Accountant Jia due to BEC’s abnormal plummet, his first instinct was to run.

But he only hesitated for a minute before regretting it.

Because Mr.

Cheng could indeed annihilate his entire family.

Thus, he dragged Sun Zhounye along and waited under NITA’s control until Jax’s men passed him a message.

“The Commander wants me to tell you—don’t bite randomly.

Wait obediently for us to act, and then you’ll have a chance to live.”

At that moment, Accountant Jia finally understood America.

Investigated by the Great Commander?

That’s nothing!

In America, the Great Commander isn’t some omnipotent overlord, and the local power players aren’t mere snakes in the grass.

The Great Commander’s powers are limited by Congress.

Local power players, however, face no such restrictions from Congress!

Few can balance the power dynamics across fifty states, but gaining control over a locality or a city is far simpler.

Thus, Lao Jia was snatched away by Jax’s men and dumped in LAPD’s custody.

Now, he was undergoing his bail procedures.

Once bail was paid, he’d regain temporary freedom.

As for the ultimate outcome, it wouldn’t depend on whether he was guilty, on the prosecutor’s attitude, or even on the facts and truth.

Small cases talk law, medium ones play influence, and major cases deal with politics.

What is politics?

The sum of social activities and relationships centered around power.

What social ties are entangled in BEC?

What is the current status of social activities revolving around BEC?

While standing amid the chaos, Lao Jia—acting as a pawn—could only see the situation dimly, like viewing flowers through fog.

For instance, he couldn’t understand why LAPD dared to snatch someone from NITA.

A wealthy man from Hua Country couldn’t comprehend the intense battles between America’s power-surrogate institutions.

Unlike Hua Country, America’s power struggles were starkly unmasked.

“Lao Jia, it’s good you’re alright…”

Today, Jia’s wife came to secure his bail.

Seeing him, her eyes immediately filled with tears.

Having been together so many years, no matter how worthless Lao Jia was, he hadn’t wronged her overly much financially.

There was still some genuine affection.

“Nothing will happen, haha, I’m perfectly fine now, aren’t I?”

Lao Jia cupped his wife’s face and softly consoled her.

Jia’s wife wiped her tears and said,

“I’ll fix your makeup before you leave.

You’re looking horribly worn out nowadays.

Outside are reporters eager to see you make a fool of yourself.”

As the saying goes, poverty-stricken couples suffer all sorrows.

They weren’t impoverished, but entangled in one giant clash after another, their fates ebbing and flowing, never truly in their own control.

“Jia, the two thousand Dollars bail—once paid, you can leave.”

The officer in charge of bail interrupted the husband and wife’s tender moment.

Two thousand Dollars wasn’t much for a tycoon like Lao Jia.

Jia’s wife pulled out her card and was about to swipe it when the bail office door was pushed open.

“Wait!

He cannot be bailed out!”

The police secretary from Sheriff Lake’s office arrived with Lake’s latest orders.

“What do you mean?” Jia’s wife asked in shock.

The police secretary, of course, wasn’t alone.

His subordinates immediately stepped forward and restrained Lao Jia.

Like wolves, the officers grabbed Lao Jia, who instinctively resisted and tried to wrench free from their grasp.

“Smack!”

With a swift takedown, Lao Jia kissed the floor intimately.

“Wait a second!

What are you doing?

We already paid the bail!”

Seeing her husband slammed to the ground like a rag doll, Jia’s wife’s emotions spiraled into collapse.

“He is a special suspect.

Without Sheriff Lake’s permission, he cannot be bailed.

Apologies, sir, please cooperate with our enforcement.”

The police secretary, in an official tone, seemed adamant about implementing Lake’s orders.

Jax’s men, who had snatched him from NITA, weren’t bound by Gru’s crew and naturally didn’t care about Lao Jia’s thoughts.

“But I’ve already paid!

We’ve already handed over the bail money!”