America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 338: Everyone has their own agenda in the meeting, and everyone is speaking the truth hypocritically

January 1th, sunny. Why should I write about the weather?

Forget it, I'll just write it. A sunny day can always make people feel better. My mood today is 9 out of . Ha, this joke is not funny at all.

On January 1, a lot seemed to have happened, and they all happened after I left. No, Xiao Zhao, forget everything about America. It’s only been half a year. Just treat it as a dream.

On January 1th, someone died again. Daqi, is that why you drove me away?
No, he was just a coward, too cowardly to take responsibility.

On January 1, the Hong Street kidnapping case was brought up. What was that man thinking that he actually brought up the matter in the Senate?

Daqi was also at the kidnapping scene at the time. Could this incident be related to him?

The previous LPAD and Foberle had a big fight over the right to investigate the case of human head dumping in front of ABC. LAPD's Gru is a big shot.
Alas, I can’t control my brain. I want to yell and vent, but I can’t control it.

On January 1, the attacked Foberle did not die, but why didn’t Daqi reply to my message?

On January 1, Lisa still hadn’t replied to my message, so she told me that he was busy recently.

On January 1, Daqi, where were you? What happened?
January 1th, serious people don’t write diaries, I’m going back to America!

January 1, Daqi, why is it so?
Zhao Hongjin's diary was not written in a so-called diary book. She posted a lot of messages on WeChat Moments and set it so that only Cheng Daqi could see it - but Cheng always had no time to read it.

Regarding Zhao Hongjin's accusation, it was only because President Cheng found Komodo, who was in the identity business, through Eris. This small American bureaucrat had many connections in California. With the help of Komodo, President Cheng asked the American Immigration Bureau to lock Zhao Hongjin's visa.

Xiao Zhao won’t be able to return to America in the short term. This is what Mr. Cheng thinks is an appropriate response. As for whether it is good or moral, he doesn’t care.

The black-haired rich woman is willing to bet everything, but Temir is not the only one betting on Cheng. Cheng Daiqi must keep moving forward, otherwise many people's lives will be affected by him.

Gathering momentum and strength, Mr. Cheng has strived to achieve this, but this has forced him to keep moving forward.

What would Eris think if he stopped?
If he stops, will there be any problems with his unspeakable career?
This is just looking at it from a material perspective. Just looking at the choices Mr. Cheng has made along the way and the things he has given up, once he stops, how will he face himself?

A fanatical soul cannot remain calm; it will keep burning and will either hit the wall or die under it.

However, Mr. Cheng didn't think this was strange.

There are too many reasons to compromise, give up, and slack off in this world. Countless people embark on a road leading to distant places with their ideals, and then their ideals are crushed.

Mr. Cheng’s ideal had long been shattered, but he chose to build another one himself.

Put some morality in there first, go ahead, put morality in there as the foundation.

Let go of some of the principles you insist on. Principles are not absolute, so you can give up on them and stuff them in to make crossbeams.

Finally, he kicked his beloved away and gave up his personal feelings. Mr. Cheng built this bloody stone despite the pressure from Zhao Hongjin and his own heart.

Oh, among all the costs, the most insignificant ones seem to be time and energy. Cheng Daiqi has lived long enough and he has seen the wonders of the world, but he has also seen its cruelty.

Sometimes being busy is a good thing. At least if you are successful, you will believe that your destination is worth it. The stars will shine brightly on those who are on the road. Striving with a goal in mind can even numb the pain in your heart.

Temir is willing to give everything, and President Cheng has already done it, and he has done it even better.

Sadly, this is not something to be proud of.

Perhaps Zhao Hongjin was right to scold him, he was somewhat cowardly. After all, his heart was not really made of diamonds, his heart was also soft.

That's why he hesitated again at the last moment, hoping to give himself a reason to compromise by persuading Temir.

No one is a perfect saint, let alone a great person.

"Mi'er, your expression is too tense. Are you nervous?"

Achilles has arrived in San Roquefort. He is here to provide support and keep the evildoers in California from moving.

Yes, California is the territory of the Donkey Party, but there are also many Elephant Party members here. Achilles is cooperating with the President this time, and his ambition is very big.

The threat from the Forbo system is like a knife on Gru's neck, ready to splash Bullson with blood at any time. The attack on Capitol Hill has made the California Gang feel extremely anxious, and no matter how they respond, it seems that they can't do anything.

But the most unconventional thing Achilles did was that all his attacks were left hanging.

Did they fall out? Yes.

Didn't they have a falling out? I've already said it, it's like this.

When are nuclear weapons the greatest threat?
It's useless when it comes out!
If Achilles really took action, the struggle would immediately become complicated and comprehensive, so he was very restrained in his micro-management.

Facing such an Achilles, Mi'er was of course nervous, but she would not admit it.

"Come in. I used to live here for a while. It was our family's property. But then I moved to the seaside and never came back."

Achilles came with a whole team, including a personal team and a work team. He plans to live in California for a while. With so many businesses in Kalamachris, as the de facto chief business officer, Achilles needs a team to be by his side to assist him.

Of course Achilles' men knew Mi'er. Although they did not have a good relationship, that was their master's business, so they were naturally very respectful to Mi'er.

"plz follow me!"

The servant led Mr. Cheng through the manor, which was even larger than Gru's manor in the suburbs. Judging from the appearance of the building, it seemed to be quite old.

The so-called foundation of the wealthy family, just like this old house, was gradually accumulated over the long history of family struggle.

Achilles has the ability to incarnate a wave and compete for the position of future leader of the party. All of this is inseparable from the innate advantages given to him by his family.

"Right here he is, in there, miss."

After bringing the two people in, the servant retreated.

"This is a gym inside, Chan, he kind of looks down on us."

Mi'er was very familiar with this house. There was no dissatisfaction on her face, but the meaning of her words was still full of disgust towards Achilles as always.

"kindness."

President Cheng pushed open the door and saw Achilles exercising on a rowing machine. This humanoid behemoth was accompanied by several close followers, some holding towels, some holding water, and some holding tablets for making reports.

"..., in terms of copper ore prices, affected by the production cuts in South America, London copper and New York copper continued to rise, and the port price was relatively strong. We..."

Achilles noticed Cheng Zong's arrival - he didn't even look at Mi'er, but looked at Cheng Zong first, because Mi'er was his biological sister.

"Okay, needless to say, we will also reduce production and arrange for a fire to affect mining or a landslide to block transportation. You can handle the details."

"Yes, then I'll go down first?"

"Well, arrange it as soon as possible. The price of copper is still too low now."

Achilles' behavior of controlling the market and holding up prices can be said to be natural, but he is a capitalist, so from this point of view, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

"Chan, long time no see, what have you been busy with recently?"

Achilles got up from the rowing machine while drinking water. He took the towel to wipe the sweat off his face and started chatting with Cheng Daiqi.

“It’s still the same, but I was attacked by gunmen some time ago. I thought you were dissatisfied with me, so I was scared and hid for many days.

Then Mier told me that you are not that kind of person. I came here today to apologize to you. I misunderstood you."

Temir frowned. What Mr. Cheng said was completely different from what they had designed. He did not follow the script.

Xiaocheng really cares about Mier. Cheng Daqi knows that Mier is unwilling to bow to her brother, so he chooses to use this indirect method to express his position to Achilles through his own behavior of bowing his head.

The black-haired rich woman was feeling complicated at the moment, and she hated Mr. Cheng a little.

Why do you do so much for me?

You obviously don't want me, so why do you do so much for me?
Subtle and tortuous, this subtle mood is so tortuous, so tortuous that she even forgot where she is and who she is facing.

In the social environment of smart people, Mr. Cheng’s statement has actually revealed a lot of information.

First: Mr. Cheng believes that the gunman was sent by Achilles.

Second: Mr. Cheng was afraid and cared, so he chose to bow his head.

Third: Brother, Mier actually lowered her head too, you should be able to understand.

But Achilles really didn't understand the situation, he asked in confusion.

“I sent a gunman to look for you? Chan, I’ve been very busy lately, but my memory may still be good, I probably haven’t done such a thing.

Tell me exactly what happened.”

Compared to Achilles' reaction, the rest of his followers were not surprised at all. The business assistant had just left, and the rest were all his own people.

Of the three people on the field, two are the core descendants of the Karamacris family, and their followers are all elders of the Karamacris family, the kind who inherited the family business.

Not to mention that Achilles sent someone to attack the commander-in-chief from behind, even if Achilles directly planned and sent someone to give the commander-in-chief a brainwave, these followers would not report or leak the information.

Achilles was confused, and Mier was no longer distracted. She didn't believe Achilles' nonsense and wanted to say something in a sarcastic way.

Mr. Cheng was quick to act and quickly stopped Mi'er from casting the spell.

"Mr. Achilles, that night I was with... and then I went into hiding.

Later, when I saw some things happening in California, about Gru and Furber, I thought you might have wanted to warn me.”

After hearing the general explanation, Achilles just laughed.

“Things like illegal guns and murder seem very useful, but they can actually backfire; they are double-edged swords.

Only those who can't afford to lose, only those who have nothing, these idiots, will dream of solving real problems with such off-field means. They can be rampant for a while with such means, but they can't last long.

Chan, if I want to kill you, I can kill you now, anytime I want, why would I need to send someone to attack you by surprise? "

It was obviously a threat to Cheng Daiqi, but Achilles looked at Mier. He understood that these two people came here today to surrender.

But their surrender does not mean that Achilles will choose to face them with a good attitude.

How did Achilles deal with the California Gang?

Two-pronged approach, extreme pressure!
How did Achilles get along with Mr. Cheng when they were in Florida before?
Achilles' words were very impolite. Mr. Cheng was afraid that Mi'er would lose control of her anger, so he just went ahead and continued the conversation.

"Yes, I understood it later. It was Mi'er who told me this. She helped me clear up my misunderstanding of you and even asked me to come here today to apologize to you."

If Cheng Zong didn't say it, Achilles wouldn't know that Cheng Zong had misunderstood him, and Cheng Zong's apology to him was unnecessary. Cheng Zong knew it, Mi Er knew it, and Achilles knew it. It was just a polite and bullshit talk, which sounded useless, but it could have a lubricating effect.

"Brother, Chan's ideas are too wild sometimes."

Achilles stopped talking. He held the water bottle in his hand, an unfathomable smile on his face, and looked at Mi'er quietly.

He seemed to be expressing that he had seen through everything, and also seemed to be expressing contempt, but Cheng always felt that it didn't matter. People like Achilles would not let their so-called attitude affect their decisions.

They came here to ask for something. Temir has already said this, and President Cheng has been overwhelmed by his imagination, so he can naturally make some slightly excessive requests.

"Mr. Achilles, I wonder if you are aware of what has happened to the Dracula family recently."

Yes, Mr. Cheng and Temir are here today to help Wolfe, at least on the surface.

Be submissive, show your stance, and see if you can pull Achilles' back and let this guy let Wolfe go first.

The wave brought about by Achilles was too scary, and Mr. Cheng and Mi'er were reluctant to make a hard cap - cost and benefit were a very complicated issue, the benefits of a hard cap were unknown, but the costs and risks were undoubtedly very high.

A Chinese Kung Fu master who was good at boxing strong men once said: You have to use the energy of transformation.

"That old guy Joel called four people at a time and exhausted himself. Is this what you are talking about?"

Old Joel is probably the biggest joke in the top circles of America. He has provided a lot of entertainment to everyone recently, mainly because his ending was so undignified.

"Yes, the person in charge of the Dracula family is Wolfe, he is my friend, and now there is something..."

Mr. Cheng and Mi'er played very well together today. Although they didn't follow the script, the main storyline was basically fine.

"...Brother, can you help him? It's like helping me too."

The black-haired rich woman finished telling the whole story about Dracula joining the Elephant Party's establishment local interest group in one breath. While waiting for Achilles' answer, she felt her heart beating very fast.

"It's a small matter. If someone obstructs me, I will help you fight back."

Achilles actually agreed to it, and things went so smoothly that both Mr. Cheng and Mi'er found it hard to believe.

Looking at Achilles who agreed to Mier's request, Mr. Cheng even began to doubt whether this potential brother-in-law really had the kind of implicit affection for Mier that he didn't know how to express.

But soon, he shook this naive idea out of his mind.

"Brother, thank you."

Mi'er seemed very happy, her cheeks were slightly red and her smile was very sweet.

Achilles waved his hand and asked about OC's recent situation. Cheng sat quietly beside them, watching the strange brother and sister chatting.

Surprising.

Achilles' gentleness seemed strange, and Mi'er's obedience also seemed strange.
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On the way back, Mi'er was driving, and Mr. Cheng had just had two drinks with Achilles, so he sat in the passenger seat.

The night was not very bright, there was light from the street lamps, but Mr. Cheng and Mi'er both had gloomy expressions.

They didn't understand why Achilles' attitude was so good.

The most terrifying thing is the unpredictability.

"You only care about eating, Chan. We're not going to have dinner today. You should have found an excuse to leave earlier. There's no need to have dinner with him."

Mi'er had been holding it in for a long time and chose to vent her anger on President Cheng - she was very angry.

"We still have to have an attitude. After all, he has promised to help Wolf get things done. And if we ease the situation with him this time, no matter how bad the situation in California gets in the future, we will be safe."

Mr. Cheng was quite satisfied with the dinner. The chef team of Achilles was very professional.

Besides, it’s just a meal, there’s no need to worry about such a small thing.

"Every minute I spend with him is torture, Chan. Sometimes I even suspect it's a mental illness."

Mr. Cheng shook his head. He felt that this was a kind of mental illness. However, there were few normal people in this world, so it was normal to have illness.

"Also, Chan, why do you think he agreed so readily?"

"Maybe he thinks this is good for the Karamakris family, and this family is destined to be his, and you are helping his career, so that's it."

The reason Mr. Cheng gave was a bit ridiculous. It was reasonable but not sufficient and unnecessary. Mi'er didn't quite agree with it.

"It shouldn't be this reason, or it should be more than this reason. There is no need for our family to go any further. What will happen if we go any further? A tall tree attracts the wind. That's enough."

What Mi'er said doesn't sound logical, but it actually makes sense.

Achilles can easily control the world, so why should he rush to be the first to take the lead?
A single move from him can create a wave, and a single word from him can drive up the price of copper to the point where speculators are howling. How much more power can he gain by taking one more step?
Mr. Cheng thought for a while, ruled out some possibilities, and said.

"There may be two other factors. The first is that he is playing such a big game this time, and his target is likely to be California. The Dracula family is the largest local force in California that holds the Elephant Party's stance. Wolf is also the vice president of the California Elephant Party's Grand Committee. His future actions will require Wolf's support.

I'm not sure about the second one. I think he is somewhat wary of our behavior today, Mi'er. We can't guess his behavior. Conversely, is there a possibility that he can't guess our behavior either?
Because he couldn't guess, when we asked for help, he considered his own interests and the interests of his family and chose to temporarily agree. After all, there was no need for him to kill you, and it was in his interest to ease the situation with you. "

Mi'er nodded slowly. She thought that among the three possibilities mentioned by Mr. Cheng, the third one might be the main reason, the second one was a secondary reason, and the first one was to be determined.

After all, it was Mier who arranged for Lawolf to join the core circle of the Elephant Party establishment, and Achilles probably wouldn't be willing to help Mier.

"Everything seems to be going well so far. What are your plans for the next step?"

The black-haired rich woman knew what Mr. Cheng was planning, but she still wanted to confirm whether Mr. Cheng wanted to change the plan.

"Try your best. At least we won't lose this time, right?"

Mr. Cheng doesn't have much mental burden, and he can get benefits just by lowering his head. This is such a good thing. It would be great if everything in the world could be done this way.

"Hey, when I was preparing myself mentally before, I told myself and even told you that I could pay any price. But when I lowered my head just now, I felt so painful that my blood rushed up. Chan, I found that it didn't seem worth it."

Mi'er's concerns are always strange. She never worried about these things before, but Cheng always liked to worry about them.

But now Mr. Cheng doesn't care anymore, but Mi'er starts to care instead.

"Nothing is worth it or not. Sometimes taking a step back is to take three steps forward next time. We can't be too rigid in dealing with Achilles. The struggle requires methods and strategies."

Mr. Cheng understood Temir’s emotional brain. This girl was also very crazy when she was crazy about him before.

"I didn't feel like I had taken a step back, but I had lost my dignity. When I called him brother, Chan, I thought about my so-called rebellious behavior in the past and the embarrassment I felt today. Ha, I felt that he must look down on me, very much."

The black-haired rich woman was a girl who lacked inner support. Mr. Cheng understood what she really cared about, so he just sighed.

“Achilles will not respect you for being a rebel, nor will he respect you for bowing to him easily, but there is a difference in this disrespect. He doesn’t even respect me.

It seems to me that with his temperament, he would respect the 99 percent of people in the world with whom he would never have a second intersection, but he would not respect the 1 percent who did have an intersection with him.

When faced with the former, he disdains to waste even a bit of his emotions; when faced with the latter, he disdains to show even a little more respect to anyone.

He is very conceited, but he is very powerful. You can tell from what he has done recently. The California Gang now has a deputy commander and a speaker of the House of Representatives, and he actually picked up a knife and came to California to kill people. He was in San Francisco two days ago, and now he is in San Francisco.

Achilles doesn't even take the California Gang seriously, but today, considering many factors, he chose to help us deal with Dracula's family. Doesn't this mean that we have earned his respect?"

It’s very confusing. What Mr. Cheng said is very confusing, but Mier can understand it.

"Your summary is correct. He does have this kind of personality. He is extremely stupid, extremely conceited, and extremely rational. He doesn't look like a normal human being."

Having said that, Mier paused.

"There's no hereditary mental illness in our family, right?"

Mr. Cheng shrugged.

“The difference between genius and madness is only a thought away, perhaps.”

Mi'er didn't know whether Cheng Daqi was praising her or scolding her, but she would rather believe that Mr. Cheng was praising her.

"What if I'm still unhappy?"

Well, Mr. Cheng understood Mi'er's dissatisfaction. This girl was really honest with him, and he liked communicating in this way.

The conversation among the few people while they were having dinner just now was almost a top-notch performance of everyone having their own ulterior motives, and Mr. Cheng felt a little tired while eating.

Although Mi'er is a little emotional and has some weird ideas, at least this girl says what she thinks and doesn't put pressure on Mr. Cheng to think.

"Don't mention it. I'm not happy either. Didn't I hide before? I was actually waiting for someone, someone who could send my enemies down with me after I lost everything.

You can simply understand it as, I arranged a back-up plan, a back-up plan for a sneak attack. Ha, in Achilles' mouth, this behavior is stupid behavior.

He was really rude, luckily I was able to control my expression better."

Achilles launched a large-scale attack, which made Mr. Cheng feel deeply moved.

“Goose~Goose~Goose~No, he also said that you are a sore loser and you don’t even have anything, hahahaha.”

If a friend complains to you, the best way is not to comfort him, but to tell him that you are worse off than he is.

Mr. Cheng’s strategy worked well. Mi’er laughed so hard that the steering wheel shook from side to side.

"That's right. Compared to the wealth Achilles will inherit in the future, we have to keep working hard.

Now that I've given in this time, it's time to take over your 10 billion dollar consortium. Then go find Anthony."

Go, Mier, give me Lao Deng’s gold coins!

Mr. Cheng felt resonant with what Achilles said, so he wanted to poach his girlfriend - it's not polite if you don't reciprocate.

"But Chan, according to Achilles, the person who attacked you was not sent by him, so who was it?"

Mier finally asked the question that Mr. Cheng had been avoiding.

"I do not know either."

The light was red, Mu Shang stopped, and President Cheng replied with a sigh.

Who is it?
A storm has begun to build over California, and within that storm lies thunder.

What Mr. Cheng encountered was just a gust of evil wind from the storm. In the future, they will have to deal with the systematic oppression among the top forces in America.

(End of this chapter)