America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 376 Leader 5
Mr. Cheng is busy, busy dealing with Gru.

Yes, deal with Gru instead of dealing with the hassles of Xizhou logistics.

From the perspective of Cheng Daiqi and Temir, as a logistics giant with a market value of tens of billions, Xizhou Logistics can easily overcome any trouble, no matter how big it is.

Please, those who don't want to help Xizhou Logistics solve its problems will be in big trouble.

The value of provoking conflict is not unique to a certain place. As a logistics giant, Xizhou Logistics has natural provoking value for American politicians.

Therefore, Mi'er confidently handed over the Xizhou Logistics matter to Mr. Cheng, while she was busy with another matter.

It’s not about OC entering China. The general direction of this matter has been decided some time ago. Mi’er is busy accepting the gift from Achilles.

The trouble with Xizhou Logistics was only the first one to break out, and she was worried that Achilles had buried other mines for her.

Even if, as Achilles said, he had good intentions, Mi'er wouldn't really believe it, and neither would Cheng - a naive fool would be unable to stand firm.

So, standing in the deserted and empty square, Mier asked the manager beside her with a frown on her face.

"So can you tell me why this old house is valued at $200 million?"

The abandoned lawn is overgrown with messy weeds, the seemingly majestic building is now covered with ivy, and the landscape trees along the road have become ferocious under the baptism of time.

This place is so old that it can be used as a horror movie shooting scene, and it is still valued at 200 million.

This is ridiculous from any perspective.

All I can say is that this seems to be capitalism.

"Well, Ms. Temir, this is a compromise made by a debtor to make the financial statements look good after he was unable to repay the debt. The valuation of 200 million sounds high, but its 800 acres of land is worth at least 80 million dollars. Considering the buildings on it, um, the value of 150 million dollars is still fair, so the valuation of 200 million is reasonable."

The black-haired rich woman rubbed her forehead helplessly. She understood.

"Was this a hospital before?"

"No, it was a school. Later, due to the development of the city and the government's planning, the school moved to another place. This place was bought by a businessman, who later went bankrupt, and finally..."

Temir thought about it over and over again, but couldn't think of any use for this place.

“Can this land be sold?”

“You can, but it’s not necessary. It’s too big. If you sell it too low, you’ll lose money. If you ask too high, no one will buy it. It’s better to hold it and wait until the market environment improves before considering it.

We currently only employ four administrators here, and the annual maintenance cost is less than $200,000, so we can wait."

"Okay, what's next?"

The rich black-haired woman shook her head with a gloomy look on her face and forced herself to continue watching.

Logically speaking, she didn't have to do all these things herself, but the girl was a little afraid of her brother, so she chose to check it herself before she felt at ease.

"It's a small hydroelectric power station in Utah, quite far away, and it's only worth $40 million."

What this person probably meant was that a big shot like you doesn't need to check on small properties, as other people can do it for you.

It's not that he is considerate, it's just that the pressure of following the unpredictable boss on a field trip is too great, so he wants to slack off.

"OK, let's go now and try to be back tonight."

After saying this, Temir turned around and sat in his car, and began to write a short essay to President Cheng to complain.

The guy who wanted to slack off shrugged and got into another car.

This is how it is for workers. The boss only needs to give orders, while the workers need to do a lot more.

The convoy started, and Temir began to work hard for the stability of the Xinshi Group.
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Having been in jail together is a special emotional connection, and in many gangs in America, whether or not one has been in jail for training can even be a symbol of one’s status as a gang member.

Coincidentally, Thomas and Eris happened to have been to prison for training, and they were imprisoned together.

What is even more surprising is that Eris also gave Thomas several meals.

So, when Eris escaped and Thomas landed safely, the fat boy changed his previous evaluation of Eris as a "venomous snake" and regarded him as his best friend.

Ignoring the age gap, Thomas, his father and Eris each had their own opinions.

Saint-Lodu late at night, the bustling streets, the girls in cool clothes, the little black guy in the hoodie, well, as beautiful and free as ever.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

The engines of supercars are roaring. No matter how expensive your car is, there will still be traffic jams. However, the people passing by will at most curse a few words and dare not say anything more.

The busier the street, the more patrol police there are. Even the bravest black guy would not provoke the rich guys in the commercial street in the city center.

Eris leaned against the tavern's street-side chair, crossed her legs and placed them on the table.

He was playing with his phone while waiting for someone. He was waiting for his brother Thomas.

Soon, a yellow Ferrari 458 stopped on the street next to Eris.

Under the sidelong glances of passers-by, a fat man appeared from under the car door. He tried to get up with difficulty, but the seat design of the supercar was too anti-fat.

Finally, after many unsuccessful attempts, the fat boy Dormer supported himself with one hand and rolled out from the seat of the supercar.

A round fat man rolling on the ground smoothly, this doesn't seem to go well with a supercar.

"Fuck, this guy can drive a supercar, fuck America!"

Eris could even hear the complaints from passers-by, but he would never have such inexplicable and stupid ideas.

"Hi, here!"

The fat cook got up from the ground and flicked the dust off his Versace coat. When he found that he couldn't get it off, he frowned and took his female companion's hand and walked towards Eris.

“Isn’t this place too ordinary?”

Dormer's female companion was a little model who aspired to be in the upper class. She whispered in Dormer's ear.

"Shut up, I'm not ordinary here, OK?"

The fat chef went to jail and his personality changed completely. He used to be Dream Chaser Domo, but now he is Fat Young Master Domo.

The sports car was driven away and the young model was also embraced.

Let's drink today and enjoy life today. Eris's fear at that time completely changed Thomas's understanding of the world.

"Hahaha, how about changing places?"

An old silver coin like Eris would not care about what a woman said, he was just saying it for Thomas to hear.

"Forget it, Eris, do you know BEC? The LEC platform is said to be created by Chan. Now the two are more popular than each other. The total market value of BEC coins is almost 10 billion. It's crazy, too crazy!"

How could Eris not know the twists and turns involved? His brother's hand was broken because of these things.

It's just that his brain and upbringing drive him and he won't do anything stupid or say anything inappropriate.

"The financial market is like this. When the market value is inflated, it can fly to the sky, but it is all fake."

Eris asked Thomas and his female companion to sit down, then spoke to the men around him.

"Bring out my bottle of wine, Thomas. You don't know this, but it's the best little bar in Saint-Lo."

Before the fat young man could speak, his female companion asked first.

"here?"

"Hahaha, yes, I was still a young man at that time, and my monthly salary was very low. I liked to buy a drink here after work, and get drunk so that I could fool myself and survive to the next day in this world that looks down on poor people."

Zhongdeng and Xiaodeng started arguing, and Duomo listened attentively.

"This is Mr. Eris, my good friend." The fat young man made a brief introduction and continued to chat with Eris about BEC coin.

"You don't know the characteristics of BEC, Eris. This coin is very special. Didn't you go there that day? I wanted to chat with you, but unfortunately you left too early."

Eris didn't leave early, it was the big boss who gave him a mission.

“Hahaha, I know BEC. To be honest, I even bought some, hahahaha.”

Seeing that Eris's back teeth were showing when she laughed, Dormer asked with some envy.

"How much did you earn?"

Eris answered modestly.

"Well, not much, just enough to buy one of your cars."

As an executive participant in two successful cryptocurrency projects, Eris earned a full 100 million!

It’s equivalent to his income from working hard for ten years!
Otherwise, why does he like to be Mr. Cheng’s dog so much?

Mr. Cheng really gives money and opportunities!
In front of the golden mountain, even Niu Sen couldn't resist the temptation, let alone Eris!

"BEC advertised that they raised $2.3 billion. According to the current market value, it has quadrupled. Hey, you should sell your shares in time. I don't think it will last long. The current price is too high."

After all, Eris has been beaten in the cryptocurrency market for many years, so he naturally has something to say.

"Domer, you can actually take a look at the list of BEC's cornerstone investors. Gwill is on it."

The fat young man thought of Niu Sen who was present that day.

"Niu Sen?"

Eris nodded mysteriously and sighed.

"LCE cryptocurrency exchange has a slogan - Californians' own cryptocurrency trading platform. Guess why they advertise it this way? Also, guess why Niu Sen went to the BEC coin ICO site to support it?"

This statement almost made the point, and the fat young man made a suggestion with some anticipation.

"Gwill Eris, can we talk to him? He might know something?"

"Ha, why don't you just go find Chan? I bought BEC based on his recommendation. He also has investments in it, as do Wolf and Temir. Don't forget, your father has a good relationship with them."

"Hey, I don't know how to face Chan now. Eris, do you know what happened a while ago?"

Thomas was complaining and had a lot of complaints about his "good friend".

"Come, try the wine here, it's very good, hahaha."

Eris chose not to speak, he was really scared now.

Mr. Cheng is such a weird person, so weird that Eris can't guess what he is thinking, and he is very scared.

After the party, Dormer refused to drive a supercar and called his family driver to take him back to his apartment.

In the car, the model companion put her arm around his and asked.

"What does that Eris do? I saw he came here to drink and brought bodyguards with him?"

She was very curious about the world of high society, and the sophisticated old boy Eris aroused her interest in learning more about it.

"Ah, he's a legend in this city."

Thomas sighed drunkenly.

"Legend? Why didn't I feel it?"

The fat young man leaned against the young model's canteen and muttered.

"Because I am also a legend of this city, a future one, hahahaha."

After a near-death experience, Eris no longer pursued his dreams. Thomas also gave up his dreams with him.

So what if it's a legend?

In Saint Luodu, Eris has become a legend in the world of ordinary people because of her status in the underworld, but she still has to work as a lackey for Master Cheng.

One day in the future, Dormer is destined to inherit billions of wealth, but he can only be a vassal of Cheng Zong.

Legends are useless. This is America, the country of capital.

Being successful does not mean being rich, but there is never only one form of capital; capital is not just an isolated, static, one-sided object.

Capital represents a production relationship. What does this production relationship produce?
value!
And Mr. Cheng has proved his worth with his strength, wisdom and results!
Equating capital with having money is a mechanical and one-sided view.
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"Gru, you have to think holistically when dealing with a problem. You can't limit yourself to one thing. That's the level of an ordinary police officer. You are the leader of the LAPD, and I have expectations of you."

Mr. Cheng’s daily dog ​​training.jpg.

"But there is definitely something wrong with Pente and Bayer. They must have taken some money that they shouldn't have taken!"

Well, Sheriff Gru really has unlimited enthusiasm for generating revenue.

He loved torture.

Dealing with Greenstone was just an appetizer. He wanted to continue killing. What Mr. Cheng was doing now was to hold down his knife.

Regardless of whether Gru's judgment is true or false, if he wants to be a great man, he cannot be allowed to kill people indiscriminately - if all the people are killed, won't Xizhou Logistics become yours, Gru?
"There is no perfect employee. The most important thing for Xizhou Logistics right now is stability. We have moved two factions, which has already involved many people. Let's deal with it first and then talk about other things."

There was something interesting in what Mr. Cheng said, but Gru didn't know if he understood it or not, as he started talking about something else instead.

“Chan, Xizhou’s debt may seem large, but the company can generate cash flow on its own. We may only need to invest a few hundred million dollars to get out of the financial predicament.”

Gru is a smart man - not that smart. Maybe he is not as smart as Cheng Daiqi, Wolfe, and Achilles, but his intelligence has enabled him to reach the position of LAPD police chief.

So, he is actually very smart.

The corrupt policeman observed Cheng Daiqi's expression and found that he was still looking at his phone, so he mustered up the courage to speak.

"My share in LCE and BEC is about $600 million, Chan. I don't have much to spend money on right now. Do you think it's appropriate to invest this money in Xizhou?"

Everyone on the helicopter heard what Gru said, but only Mr. Cheng understood what he was saying.

In Mr. Cheng's opinion, this statement has at least four levels.

The first level: I am yours now, and my money is in your plate. I want to ask, is that money still mine?

The second level: If it is still my money, then I am willing to use my money to help you solve the problem. See, am I very loyal?

The third level: Xizhou Logistics is having difficulties, and I am willing to pay to solve the difficulties. So can I get a portion of the shares of Xizhou Logistics?

Fourth level: I am just testing you. No matter what answer you give, even if you take my words seriously by force and shamelessness, it can be considered that my test is successful.

Cheng Daiqi looked at Gru, who looked so "sincere", "reliable" and "earnest", and actually felt a little bitter in his heart.

This is real progress. Even Gru has reached this level. America is indeed full of talented people.

He understood that Gru's nonsense should not be taken seriously.

The black policeman knew that Gru would definitely understand what he said, so if he played dumb, it would actually discourage Gru from joining him.

Gru's statement is actually equivalent to a special token of allegiance. Now that he has joined Cheng Zong's faction, Gru once again started the game of demonstrating loyalty, while expecting Cheng Daiqi to give him a good answer.

It’s trouble, all trouble.

　Gru ah Gru, hahahaha

　　
　
(End of this chapter)