America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 201 St. Veronica and the Cat-and-Mouse Game
Can I actually pay in installments?
Chan, dear Chan, should I thank you for your kindness?
Top criminal police officers have the ability to manage their emotions. Cheng Daqi is no longer just rubbing his nose and face, but he can still control his expression.

He had no choice. He couldn't ask anyone else for help. He couldn't explain why he offended Niu Sen. This was destined to kill him severely at the hands of Cheng Daqi and Temir!
If he seeks help from other people who can help him get out of a desperate situation, then the people he needs to serve well behind him are not just Tamir and Niu Sen.

So, instead of betting on being able to serve three, it’s better to only serve two.

"Chan, are you kidding? Hahaha, what do you think, thirty million dollars plus my old factory?"

He gave his conditions without a smile, and Gru said that it was impossible for him to play installment payment on this kind of thing.

"Mr. Gru, of course. You can go and talk to Mi'er in person. She will definitely agree. But her home is in Missouri, so you may have to go to Missouri to see her."

Lao Deng, go ahead and I will keep you quiet.

On the West Coast you can be crazy, but in Missouri you have to lie down even if you are a dragon!

Anyone who has fished knows that even if the fish has bitten the hook, it cannot easily pull the rod.

Especially when you encounter a big fish, you need to walk and saw repeatedly to wear it down!
"I can offer you 45 million, but, Chan, have I never really pushed you into a desperate situation?"

As if he didn't understand the pain, Gru smiled and told his men not to be surprised.

Chan, 30 million is a lot, but I want you to know that I have more than just money!

Lying on the edge of the terrace, looking at the guests in the garden, Temir curled up his lips with pride.

The top criminal police officer is not short of money, and his monthly income is tens of millions of dollars.

After everything is done, her thirty million will not be less, and your five million will not be less either! "

He had never been so helpless, never been so scared.

"Mr. Gru, if you want to do something, the most important thing is to keep it secret. Do you want me to come to you in a conspicuous Mulsanne?"

When Audi finally disappeared around the corner, the 1.9-meter middle-aged man punched the wall.

Over the years, although he has handled a lot of money, he has distributed it to provide benefits to his brothers.

The top criminal policeman sent Cheng Daqi outside the restaurant with a smile on his face, but he suddenly discovered that Cheng Daqi's car had been replaced by a broken Audi.

The wind and rain at the top level of the United States are sometimes so gentle that it is difficult to notice. When he discovered it, it was already a bit overwhelming.

He was testing, but Gru's testing only resulted in a big sinus!

Damn it, Chan, you are a mouthy man, you have the guts to fight with me!
Your preachy face makes me sick!

If Cheng Daqi hadn't reminded him, he might have been promoted to the director committee.

He looked at the fist prints on the wall, and then at his hand that was badly hit, sneered, and got into the car.

By then, it was too late.

Finally, finally solved.

"Chan, thank you. I will give you ten million dollars first, which is considered as a deposit for Ms. Tamir.

Faced with the "honesty" of the top criminal policeman, Cheng Daqi felt that it was almost done.

It's just that all the money was earned by gangs, and Gru was a bachelor, so he often gave extra bonuses to his men.

Gru can obviously pass this level. Since we are talking about business, there is no need to push him too hard.

You know, I helped you discover this from the beginning.

I also helped you come up with a solution to the problem and helped you contact Mi'er for help. Five million is really very little. "

Tonight, Temir invited the well-known Semitic Wanderer American cellist Matt Heimowitz, as well as some artists from the Saint-Loduo Music Center.

The top black policeman smiled sincerely, as if he was really saying goodbye to his best friend, and waved to the departing Audi for a long time.

"Miss, you may want to come out to greet me. Mr. Dracula came suddenly."

But no matter how disgusting it was, there was nothing he could do, he had no choice!
"You're right, I'm waiting for your good news!"

As a result, when things came to a head, he was almost forced to pay in installments.

Socializing, music, exquisite meals, and professional waiters, Tamire's party is much better than Cheng Daqi's party.

Gru was telling the truth at this moment. Even when he looked down on Cheng Daqi in the past, he still took Cheng Daqi's opponent seriously.

After all, he may have many opportunities to deal with Gru in the future.

"Go back to the police station!"
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In the manor villa of the rich black-haired woman, there were many guests in the garden behind the main building. A small concert was about to be held here.

Cheng Daqi's transformation was not sudden, but the top criminal policeman still breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, Mr. Gru, you can just pay 30 million for Themir, but you have to add another 5 million.

"Chan, why didn't you drive the Mulsanne today?"

Be a man to stay on the line and meet each other in the future.

There was a violent collision between the fist and the wall, and blood quickly seeped out.

"Mr. Gru, wait for my good news. I'm not sure how Mi'er will help you. If I need you to be there, I will contact you!"

Many of Cheng Zong's businesses are in San Luodu, and the top criminal police are local gangsters in San Luodu. They will indeed have great cooperation prospects.

Even though he forced Cheng Daqi into a wolf cage, he personally shot and helped Cheng Daqi kill the two North American gray wolves - he even expected to take Cheng Daqi back after he was abandoned by Temir. Be a dog.

Cheng Daqi's words left Gru speechless.

The black-haired rich woman's pupils shrank, Dracula is coming?
Unlucky Lao Deng, I didn't even invite you, what are you doing here?
There are countless circles in the United States, and no matter which circle you look at, Temir and Dracula are not related to each other.

Dracula, the old vampire, is a Semitic wanderer, and Themir is a standard Greek.

Dracula is more than thirty years older than Themir. According to the generation gap of three years, he and Themir are too far apart.

Tonight, Temir invited scholars and artists, so she was on the second floor and asked her men to come out to greet the guests.

But now Dracula came uninvited, and out of etiquette, Temir had to come out to receive him in person.

At the main entrance of the garden, old Dracula stood in front of the exquisite murals and admired the religious paintings on the murals. Demon Dracula stood beside him very obediently.

After glancing at Demon, Themir didn't see which Demon this was, but she still stepped forward and spoke gracefully.

"Uncle Dracula, long time no see. I didn't expect you to come today."

Yes, Themile's father had dealt with Dracula when he was young. From this point of view, there is no problem for Themile to call Dracula uncle.

Her implicit meaning is that she hopes Dracula will understand his identity, everyone is a decent person, and you are still the elder, so don't cause trouble tonight.

Old Dracula turned and looked at Tamir, showed a disgusting fake smile, and said politely.

"I heard that you invited Matt Heimowitz. Demon wanted to come and have a look. I just have time."

Hypocrisy, lies, and full of perfunctory justifications, Dracula continued.

"This is St. Veronica, if I remember correctly."

The black-haired rich woman touched Demong's head, ended the conversation with Demong, and responded. "Yes, Uncle Dracula, I will arrange the best position for Demon and you, come with me."

The garden concert hasn't started yet, but Temir said that she can fulfill Demon's request.

"Hahaha, Matt Heimowitz finally made it to the West Coast. I'm really looking forward to a good spot."

However, while walking on the road, Dracula suddenly asked a strange question.

"I don't know what's going on with Niu Sen. I invited him several times, but he didn't show any respect."

Let’s make it clear, old Dracula is here to see Niu Sen tonight!

"Maybe he is busy."

The black-haired rich woman replied perfunctorily. She nodded to the passing guests and held Demon's hand.

She knew very well about Dracula's troubles, but she didn't want to get involved.

Old Dracula thought at the time that his opportunity to jump off the ship was a stroke of genius, but now it turns out that he was splashed with mud. (That man is unreliable, he can’t even handle matters within the party)
The Dracula Group has a big business, so of course there won't be any immediate negative impact, but the old Dracula is indeed now in a predicament that neither side wants to see.

No, tonight he is here to win back his 'ex-girlfriend'.

Temir saw clearly that this old man wanted to eat both sides. After all, his basic base was closely tied to the military and he had the ability to jump left and right.

He wanted to jump off the ship but was reluctant to be tied to death. As a pharmaceutical group that cooperated closely with the military forces, he would not be in any danger, but Dracula was an unconvinced character.

"California Shepherd, hey, he's so impressive."

The old vampire sat down and seemed to want to have a fight with Themir, but he had been in a high position for so long that he had long forgotten how to talk to people normally.

Moreover, this old man did not meet any idiot young man. Tamir had been determined to snatch the family property from her brother since she was a child, and it was her instinct not to talk nonsense that was engraved in her bones.

"Demeng, if you want any dessert, just tell the waiter. My sister has specially invited some top pastry chefs for you tonight."

Ignoring Dracula's words, Temir and Demon left after chatting for a few words.

Dracula is great, but Kalamaculis is not bad either.

When giving him face, Temir called him Uncle Dracula.

When she didn't give him face, Themir dared to ignore his Shabi words.

The black-haired rich woman left, and Dracula was disappointed, but a real boss like him didn't care about this little thing.

Noticing Gru's appearance with Jax, Dracula said to his entourage.

"Go and call the policeman over. I want to see him."

Niu Sen hasn't come yet, so Dracula chooses to find something to do for himself.

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Cheng Daqi was taking Zhao Hongjin around to eat. They were both exhausted today.

After Mr. Cheng helped Gru quickly connect the needs, he started a video with Zhao Hongjin in the afternoon.

At present, the first videos of Sister Zhao's four accounts are ready. When Shanhaiguan helps her prepare the four accounts tomorrow, she can make her official debut.

"Da Qi, you would never guess how abstract the sign I took at noon was. Do you understand what I mean by abstract?"

The peach-eyed girl was eating strawberries while telling Cheng Daqi about her shooting experience today.

"I may understand that the world is an elephant, and each of us is blindly touching the elephant. Therefore, abstraction is a whip for the world."

Of course Cheng Daqi understood, and he chose to use retarded prophecies to deal with Zhao Hongjin.

"How cool, wow, Daqi, you just looked like a master of martial arts."

Her peach blossom eyes were sparkling, and she seemed to be amused by Cheng Daqi's interesting reply.

"How can a master of martial arts like to drink Coke? I am not a master of martial arts. You say that as if I am an old man."

Cheng Daqi's cup is full of Coke. He just wants to be happy tonight.

Things have been going very smoothly in all aspects recently, and Mr. Cheng is happy to relax a little.

"No, I mean you just made a very cool statement, but you were calm about it."

The martial artist's friend ate another strawberry, she paused and said.

“Continuing with holding up signs, those people charged 80 dollars each, and a makeup artist gave them makeup, and then a group of them held up signs to protest against the Elephant Party’s discrimination against sexual minorities.

A group of men pretending to be women for eighty dollars, they are too...I didn't say what you meant, you are different from them. "

Finding Cheng Daqi staring at him, Zhao Hongjin was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he explained instead.

Mr. Cheng smiled, that was not what he cared about.

"I've done this kind of day job before, but I earned a hundred dollars at a time, and now I can find someone for eighty dollars."

His and Zhao Hongjin's experiences are actually similar. Their experiences strongly prove that in the United States, the so-called sign-raising has become a game of capital.

What capital wants to hear is what the content of the sign is.

As long as you have money, anyone can recruit a bunch of poor people to help him promote even the most outrageous ideas.

"Have you ever done this kind of daily knot?" Zhao Hongjin didn't expect Cheng Daqi to have such an experience.

Mr. Cheng stood in front of the dining table and told the peach-eyed girl about his past acquaintance with Eris.

"So it turns out that America's electoral model has huge problems, but no one is supervising it?"

Attracted by Cheng Daqi's interesting story, Zhao Hongjin thought about it and thought of new questions.

Why is there no regulatory system in place after all the money is being spent just for votes?

“There is regulation, and there are many, including tax regulation, fairness regulation, financial regulation, and legality regulation.

The more detailed the supervisory system, the more loopholes can be exploited, and new bugs will inevitably occur when old bugs are corrected.

But from the underlying logic, this is a cat-and-mouse game.

The American regulator controlled by capital is the cat, and the campaign participants who are coerced by capital are the mice. Their relationship is actually a kind of surveillance and self-stealing. "

Cheng Daqi has never been optimistic about the American electoral model. It is too old and too complicated, and it is destined to become the hardest hit area where loopholes are exploited.

"The two parties are supervising each other? Are you saying that the people behind the two parties are actually the same party?"

Zhao Hongjin was very smart. She heard the details that Cheng Daqi said that he didn't mention.

"No, look, isn't the Elephant Senator's niece chatting happily with the California Shepherd?"

Following Cheng Daqi's gaze, Zhao Hongjin saw that Temir was chatting and laughing with Niu Sen.

They had a great time chatting.

(End of this chapter)