My American magical life
Chapter 960 - 960 83 Swallowing 6 - Old Thing What are You Pretending

960: Chapter 83: Swallowing 6 – Old Thing, What are You Pretending?

960: Chapter 83: Swallowing 6 – Old Thing, What are You Pretending?

In this world, anything rare is never easily attainable.

This logic applies to all fields.

However, for Niusen, the process of striving and failing is far too arduous, no matter how you look at it.

At first, he was forced into the vortex.

Later, under the machinations of Gru, Cheng Daqi, and others, he had no choice but to compromise with Mr.

Cheng.

Then, Cheng Daqi offered substantial concessions, painting a grand and alluring promise.

Next, Niusen fell into the trap.

Will locked his brother’s fate, and Mr.

Cheng sacrificed an arm to showcase his moves.

It became a chaotic mess.

“Chan, I’m Californian, you’re Californian.

There’s no need for us to end up at odds, is there?” The Governor said with a bitter smile.

Niusen understood Cheng’s implication, but he couldn’t respond.

Cheng Daqi’s intentions had always been clear: He wanted San Rodolfo.

That required dealing with the largest political faction in San Rodolfo—centered around Mayor Gasetti and the local Democratic Party clique.

This time, Mr.

Cheng planned to kill with borrowed knives.

The borrowed knife belonged to Gasetti himself, and who he wanted to kill was Gasetti!

The case related to BEC was just a pretext, while another pretext was Gru soon exposing the illegality within the police gang.

Consider this Mr.

Cheng’s double insurance before launching a full assault.

And this double insurance focused specifically on the points of contradiction.

But on a higher level, Mr.

Cheng also prepared a high-dimensional double insurance to correspond to the tension points.

Wolf was to marry the Great Commander’s youngest daughter—something Mr.

Cheng had explicitly conveyed to Niusen, even entrusting him to deal with the Commander’s daughter’s current boyfriend!

This card was Mr.

Cheng showcasing his stakes at the highest level in America, relying on his strongest ally while presenting his chips to Niusen.

The criminal was Mr.

Cheng’s man.

The investigator initiated by the Great Commander could also be Mr.

Cheng’s man.

The outcome controller was still Mr.

Cheng.

Mr.

Niusen wouldn’t even manage to find a Yusuf, let alone negotiate with NITA’s people.

Even if he did bribe all of NITA, Mr.

Cheng could still control the outcome—it would merely make Lao Jia suffer a little more!

After Mr.

Cheng revealed that he could control the outcome of the BEC investigation from every angle, Niusen despairingly understood Mr.

Cheng’s demands.

Yet, his aunt clearly stated: “You have no authority to mess around on behalf of the California Clique!”

The price Mr.

Cheng demanded was something Niusen couldn’t afford!

In the past, he’d verbally agreed to Mr.

Cheng’s request because he never intended to follow through.

Yesterday, when dealing with his aunt, he used this as an excuse again, but even he didn’t believe it himself.

Who would’ve thought Mr.

Cheng meant business?

“Alright, Governor, I think you’ve misunderstood.

Chan and I have always considered you a friend—it’s just, sometimes, you don’t consider your friends’ perspectives.

If there’s a dispute, we can always discuss it, can’t we, Madam Speaker?”

Temir tried to mediate, redirecting the negotiation invitation toward Madam Speaker.

The Governor snorted disdainfully, then turned with hope toward his aunt.

Madam Speaker smiled slightly and responded.

“Among the gamblers at the table, it’s often those with the least chips who dare go all in—they have nothing to lose.

This is like a special game of chicken; however, you all seem to have misunderstood one thing.

We, the California Clique, aren’t lacking in people.

If Niusen gets discarded, so be it.

We can replace him with someone else for Governor, and things will proceed as they need to!”

Madam Speaker doesn’t tolerate threats!

While this was just a negotiation tactic from Madam Speaker, both Mi’er and Cheng Daqi were still slightly stunned.

Sister-in-law, don’t you care about the Governor’s mental state?

With just that one remark, Nanxi dragged this negotiation—a battle of power and intrigue—from a false surface of amiability to true, heated confrontation.

She cursed her nephew as useless trash easily replaceable, while chastising Cheng Daqi and Mi’er as unpresentable, with laughable methods.

The old hag was like that—she just had to express herself clearly and she was done with it.

For Mr.

Cheng and the Governor, there were far more considerations at play.

Niusen’s hands clenched tightly, struggling under immense psychological pressure to maintain composure.

He had always assumed his aunt was on his side, someone who’d protect him.

Yet here, he received a direct betrayal from her.

After this betrayal, the Governor felt a sense of floating detachment.

Back then, at fifty, I got swindled out of three billion in finance, sitting there fake-smiling like a Shabi.

They deceived me, humiliated me, exploited me, cursed me, and all I could do was endure.

Even knowing Madam Speaker’s words were just negotiation tactics, Niusen’s sense of helplessness and humiliation in that moment overwhelmingly real, deeply entrenched.

Madam Speaker’s stance was undeniably hardcore.

Temir looked to Mr.

Cheng.

Cheng Daqi tilted his head slightly, staring directly at Madam Speaker, and said.

“Replacing the Governor… I’m all for it.

Turns out Mr.

Gasetti is quite interested in the governor’s position.”

Old fool, who doesn’t know how to casually throw extravagant offers?

Quit your act!

They’ve all been played so thoroughly they’ve come begging for mercy, yet you’re still pretending?

What is it, the Capitol Hill coffee’s lead sugar content too high, leaving you complacent?

So what if you’re the House Speaker?

Out of respect, you’re Madam Speaker.

If not, you’re just an old hag!

Mr.

Cheng was so brazen, it somehow calmed Niusen, as he suddenly realized something.

The same logic applies: Cheng’s meticulous planning and display of strength and threat indicate his finesse.

For someone as cautious as Cheng, his ultimate goal must be to see things succeed.