America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 438 Black Satan at the Turning Point of History

"Sun Riye, you do have an idea."

After kicking Sun Riye, who was thrown to the ground and was already frightened to the point of shitting and pissing, Cheng Daiqi gave instructions to Gru.

"Take him to wash, it stinks."

Gru didn't even need to say anything, his men immediately dragged Sun Zhuye away.

After sending the smelly idiot away, President Cheng took the main seat in Gru's office without hesitation, and motioned Lao Jia and Lao Li to sit down as well.

"Lao Jia, you performed better than any of us thought. I didn't expect you to say anything from beginning to end. Very good."

In fact, this was the first time that Accountant Jia enjoyed such treatment. In the past, he was just an insignificant pawn on the stage and had to be humble in front of Old Li.

Now, he was finally able to see part of the overall picture of the Cheng Daiqi faction.

It turns out that the former LAPD Sheriff Gru was just a subordinate of President Cheng.

It turns out that Niu Sen, the core figure of the California Gang, is Mr. Cheng's rival.

He deeply understood that he was able to survive the interrogation not because of his strong will, but more importantly, because General Cheng was strong enough to make those people afraid to take any reckless measures.

"Boss Cheng, I..."

Cheng Daiqi stretched out his hand and interrupted Lao Jia's words.

“Okay, I don’t have time to talk to you about anything else. BEC is rising now, and I need you to come out and do a lot of activities to promote it.

In addition, Lao Jia, I have obtained a project intention in China under the name of Faraday Future, and the initial payment will be in place soon.

FAW's conditions are that the money is in place, the qualifications for car manufacturing are available, and relevant support can also be obtained. These are the conditions that were negotiated after I asked senior business leaders in southern Fujian to help lubricate them.

In order to implement this project smoothly, I need you to go to Hong Kong... Don't be afraid, I will arrange an American yacht for you on the high seas, and you can go there by helicopter.

From the media to the audience, I have arranged everything for you, Lao Jia, this is your last chance to change your fate, don't let me down."

After saying that, Mr. Cheng looked at Gru.

“You arrange for some people to protect him, but I don’t think there will be any accidents, Lao Jia is a big celebrity now.

After all, BEC withstood the "sanctions" from the President of the United States. Hahahaha, Lao Jia, now netizens say that you have no other problems except that you are not quite a human being. "

This comment was quite presumptuous, but Lao Jia could only smile bitterly and express his obedience.

"Boss Cheng, Jia's matter is over. How do we deal with Sun Zhouye?"

Gru asked from the side.

Mr. Sheriff knew the whole story. Sun Zhouye's questionable confession attracted the attention of Black Satan, who made a move for no apparent reason and turned General Cheng upside down.

This time, Sun Zhouye committed a great sin.

But in fact, Mr. Cheng did not blame him too much. After all, he was making money by using the intimidating name of Freemasonry. When something went wrong, he should bear the corresponding price.

Instead of putting all the blame on a small character like Sun Zhouye, it would be better to think more about how to improve your strength so that your opponent will be more fearful and afraid to take action next time.

However, by then, Mr. Cheng’s Freemasonry might really be Freemasonry, rather than the organization in the conspiracy theory.

"Lao Jia, what do you think?"

Cheng Daiqi asked Accountant Jia.

Accountant Jia subconsciously looked at Lao Li.

Obviously, Lao Li was the one who humiliated him in the past, but now he has become Lao Jia's support in Mr. Cheng's power.

The harder the slap he received was, the closer Lao Jia is to Lao Li now.

It's funny, but also realistic.

Li Haiping just smiled.

"Don't worry, Mr. Cheng trusts you very much."

Buddy, you deserve to be the boss since you have been able to hold out for so long under police interrogation.

This is Mr. Cheng's compliment to you, you just need to perform well, understand?

Lao Jia stood up, first expressed his gratitude to Mr. Cheng for his recognition, and then said.

"I don't know much about Xinshi's business, but I noticed that LCE has not been merged into Xinshi. Why don't we use LCE as the main body to acquire Sun Zhouye's company?"

This is the fanaticism of a convert. Just because Lao Jia is unwilling to add insult to injury to Sun Zhouye through words or even actions does not mean that he is really a good person.

In other words, in a collective, individual will will be carried forward.

When Cheng Daiqi asked Accountant Jia for advice, all he wanted was to help Jia fit in, and that was all.

But facing Li Haiping who had bullied him and Gru, the former corrupt police chief of LAPD, does Lao Jia have any choice at this time?

He couldn't be weak and couldn't taste the bitterness of loss after getting the opportunity he had always dreamed of.

He must give good advice, must demonstrate his loyalty, and must be a 'companion' that others recognize.

Let’s explore further, what exactly does Mr. Cheng mean?
The same principle as "the punishment is unknown and the authority is unpredictable" is "if the superior's intention is unclear, the subordinates must be more submissive" - ​​the premise is that the superior must have enough level to subdue the subordinates.

"Let LCE acquire it?" Cheng Daiqi was a little surprised.

“Yes, Sun’s platform, including the stablecoin he launched, is very interesting, and he is also quite well-known.

My idea is to bring him in, similar to Chen Zihao. We just need to use him well. His ceiling is much higher than Chen Zihao’s.”

Gru said suddenly.

“It’s better not to use LCE for mergers and acquisitions. LCE’s shares are more complicated.”

Lao Jia's face turned pale in an instant.

"That's fine. Just use LCE mergers and acquisitions. Just use LCE mergers and acquisitions. How much money is considered a lot? Gru, you can't spend all the money you earn in several lifetimes. How much more money do you need to be satisfied?"

Mr. Cheng is much more insightful than Gru. Although no one would complain about having too much money, including Mr. Cheng, he doesn't want money.

Capital is not a specific number, but the amount of resources that can be mobilized through organizational forms.

We can even apply that logic - the key to the struggle is to make as many friends as possible.

By continuously expanding the boundaries of the organization and increasing the number and quality of stakeholders, this road will only become wider and wider.

"You're right. I'll listen to you."

After being caught and scolded by President Cheng, Gru obediently shut his mouth.

As they were chatting, Sun Riye, who had been cleaned up, was pulled up again.

"Xiao Sun, how much is your company worth now?"

Li Haiping asked with a smile, motioning to the person next to him to take the rag off Sun Zhouye's mouth.

In the past, Mr. Cheng had to pick up the food himself when the meal started, but now Mr. Li helps him. Although it is still a sin, it is much more decent.

"Boss Cheng! Boss Cheng! I was wrong. I know I was wrong. Then..."

Sun Riye crawled on his knees towards President Cheng, trying to find some excuses to justify his betrayal or easy selling out.

Cheng Daiqi pointed at him and looked at Gru.

Sheriff Gru did not hesitate. He picked up the ashtray next to him and started hitting Sun Zhouye on the head.

Accountant Jia closed his eyes unable to bear the spurting blood and the inhumane wailing.

Mr. Cheng was still sitting there, just watching everything calmly.
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On the way to send Accountant Jia home, Lao Li drove the car himself and chatted with Accountant Jia.

"Still can't accept today's situation?"

At this time, Lao Jia seemed too hypocritical if he told a lie, and too unsociable if he told the truth, so he just said.

"It's not that I can't accept it, it's just a little too sudden."

Li Haiping smiled.

"Haha, this is quite interesting, Lao Jia, you've swindled hundreds of billions and ruined so many families, and you don't seem to regret it.

Yes, you shed a few crocodile tears, but didn’t you still hurt thousands of people who trusted you?
In terms of sins, we are just nowhere near the top. The people who have committed the most sins in this world are not us, but those so-called great leaders who sit in high positions, do nothing, and watch the people cry.

Morality cannot be used to make a living. When doing things, you must have the courage to move forward. How can you achieve great things if you only look ahead and behind? "

Being pointed at in the nose and scolded by Li Haiping, even Jia's face turned slightly red, even though he was a tough guy.

"I'm not lying. The industry has its own rhythm of development. Now new energy vehicles are flourishing. If I can hold on for another three months, maybe the situation will be different.

Moreover, Mr. Cheng also wants to build cars. Is his decision wrong?

So, I was completely right about the future, but was stabbed in the back by a villain in the same field, hehe."

This may fool ghosts, but it cannot fool an old man like Lao Li.

Being backstabbed by a villain?
Yes, they do have the motive to stab you in the back, but at the end of the day, isn’t it because your company is not doing well?

Old Li sneered and continued to expose the scar.

"Then why did you cash out and run to America? Just tell me whether you cashed out or not!"

This kind of statement is too disrespectful to Accountant Jia, but Lao Li does have the qualifications.

He is Lao Jia's 'predecessor'.

Suddenly, Lao Jia's mouth was like a door to hell, and all kinds of nonsense poured out.

Things like 'If you can't make it in the west, make a comeback in the east', 'accumulate for ten years and then counterattack the mainland', 'you will be in the west of the river in one or two years, don't be deceived by the poverty of middle-aged people', it's so fancy.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, Lao Jia. Your situation will be different in the future. Faraday Future has been revitalized in the hands of President Cheng. President Cheng has already given a budget of 500 million dollars for the Chinese automobile project.

The opportunity is given to you, you can run, but you will definitely die.

This time Eris was wanted, and the reason behind it was the former President of the United States, but President Cheng was still unharmed, and Eris would probably be unharmed in the end as well.

This is Mr. Cheng’s strength. You are strong enough and have withstood the interrogation. Mr. Cheng is willing to give you a better chance.

You must grasp this, this is the best advice I can give you.

As long as you can grasp it, you may be able to become the same person you were before in the future.

As for Sun Riye's matter, forget it. You probably understand what I mean, but human hearts and human nature often don't make sense."

"Brother Li, because other people are worse, our general badness is not a problem. Isn't this logic wrong?"

The car stopped in front of Lao Jia's house.

Li Haiping lit a cigarette for Accountant Jia, pointed at Accountant Jia's door and said.

“Look, you have a family, but of course, you don’t really care about them that much, and we are the same in that respect.

If you don't move forward, you will fall behind. I want to continue to be my gang boss, and you want to change your destiny. We both have something to ask for.

Who to ask for help?

The lawn in front of the house was growing wildly, as if it had not been taken care of for a long time. Accountant Jia looked at the messy grass and his heart unexpectedly calmed down.

"Please be successful."

Li Haiping nodded and sighed.

“Yeah, those bastards who make up stories always say that personal struggle can determine everything, but we are all unlucky people who have wasted our time, and we all know that struggle is not as comfortable as following others.

It’s just that we have something to ask for, and so does President Cheng. If we take advantage of President Cheng, we have to do a good job for him.

I tell you all this because I’m afraid that you might be confused and delay Mr. Cheng’s important matter.

People like us don't work in a company, where we can fool our superiors and supervisors - you've probably been fooled many times, so you should understand what I'm talking about.

But we can’t fool Mr. Cheng. We should do whatever Mr. Cheng asks us to do. If there are any problems, we should report them in time. We don’t want to end up in a situation where your family doesn’t know where to collect your body.”

That bastard Lao Li said something that sounded like instructions and threats, very divisive.

"Understood, Brother Li."

Accountant Jia responded respectfully.
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Lisa pushed Temir's head in dissatisfaction and continued to flip through the Fly Travel-related reports at hand.

Lying on the legs of the blonde girl, Temir moved around restlessly. They hadn't been together like this for a long time.

Time is like a donkey that has broken free from its reins, moving forward stubbornly without looking back.

"Honey, your online travel company hasn't closed down yet?"

As expected, it's Temir.

In a word, I let this beautiful blonde woman do my breast nodules.

"Of course not, now the monthly profit has exceeded one million!"

Lisa grabbed Mier's face and said viciously.

"You'd better be polite. I'm the president of Fly Travel now, not your subordinate. Be careful or I'll fire you!"

President Cheng initially brought Lisa into his team step by step.

First, let her participate in her own projects and companies, giving her a sense of belonging and accomplishment. Then, support her to independently start a startup company outside the OC system, increasing her desire for freedom.

Desire, desire, the first result was breaking up with the family, and finally she chose to work for Mr. Cheng.

It can't be said that Cheng always has ulterior motives, but at least this profitable combo shows Lisa enough respect.

Reliable partners don’t come out of thin air, and no amount of effort is too much when investing in worthy people.

"Ten million a year, ten times the valuation, honey, you're already a billionaire."

The black-haired rich woman said sourly.

I am worried that my best friend is having a hard life, and I am also afraid that she is driving a Land Rover.

"I'm already a billionaire. I really want to quit my job and do something I like."

Lisa put down the report, took off her glasses, and started chatting with Temir.

"What do you like to do? What do you like?"

Temir is like this. She never neglects Lisa. She has given her dozens of gifts, including holiday gifts and gifts at irregular intervals. But she has never paid attention to what her best friend likes.

Lisa didn't care. Didn't she know who Temir was?
"I want to be a racing driver, a racing driver that represents courage and freedom."

"Cool~ So Chan gave you a sports car?"

"Yes."

Lisa didn't say much. She thought that in terms of attack power alone, this response was enough to crush Temir's attack on her just now.

Damn it, let me show you how it feels to have breast nodules!

After feeling a little upset for a while, Temir asked again.

"Then why don't you resign? If you submit a letter of resignation, I promise that it will be approved immediately."

Go away, go away, my dear friend, leave my man.

Lisa got up from the sofa, put the report back into the folder, and answered with her back to Mi'er.

"You are a billionaire now, but you haven't let go, have you? We are all the same. We have an inertia to focus on our careers. I hope to see what will happen to MAS, ADE, and other companies in the end."

Once a person's ambition is aroused, there is no limit. At least for Lisa, who has always been victorious, she enjoys this never-ending achievement under the leadership of General Cheng.

Win, then the next difficulty arises, and then win again.

This is great.

"I can't let it go, but you can. It doesn't matter whether you are in Xinshi or not."

Isn't Temir smart? No, she is very smart.

But she disdained to beat around the bush; she was used to Lisa's obedience.

The blonde girl put the folder away, turned around, lowered her head, looked at her phone, pretended to be 'careless', and replied coolly.

"Yeah, then you can fire me and see if Chan agrees."

If anyone else came, they would just think Lisa was having a normal chat.

To Temir, this was an attack and an offense.

"What do you mean? I don't mind if you make it clearer."

Lisa turned off her phone and looked at her best friend.

At this moment, she thought of the time when they started a business together, and how good Mi'er was to her and the changes it brought to her life.

But these are not reasons for her to continue to tolerate.

A person who is fed can also have an independent personality, provided that the person is capable of surviving on his own.

“You see, you always think that the world revolves around you, that you are the center, and that we have to accommodate you.

But OC's growth was achieved by our marketing department, not by you sitting in the office and having sex with male models.

The non-profit license for Xinshi was negotiated by Chan and I, and we did a lot of work on it. Where were you?
Being busy dealing with shareholders is a good reason, but are those small shareholders really that difficult to deal with?

Mi'er, don't lie to yourself, you are not as important as you think. Without you, Chan can still set up another new company, at most on a smaller scale."

Lisa's sudden attack made Temir laugh in anger, and she questioned.

"Hahaha, you, a bitch, got together with him behind my back, didn't you?"

Unfortunately, this outrageous attack was met with merciless ridicule from the blonde.

"When will you be able to think truly without being influenced by your genitals, my dear Honey?" Explosion!

In all senses, explosions on all levels.

Just like a Chinese idiom with a hyperlink, Lisa's attack is almost a critical hit plus true damage plus control.

The last time he was killed like this was at Achilles' place, and at that time, General Cheng was there to support Temir.

This time it was a dog fight between Mi'er and Lisa, with no outsiders involved.

Even if President Cheng came, he couldn't take sides.

The black-haired rich woman has really grown up. At least in the second before the two of them completely fell out, her reason prevailed.

"You need to calm down, Lisa."

If Lisa was pissed off, Cheng Daiqi would definitely think it was her responsibility.

The dispute between the two has now escalated into a level of mutual tearing, so she cannot be too careful in dealing with it.

“When I express my anger, you think I am not calm and objective. So, how should I express my dissatisfaction so that you will think that my dissatisfaction is calm and objective?
Do you want me to say, 'Dear Mi'er, you don't have enough personality, your attack power is too low, you can offend me more, I won't care'?"

Taking a deep breath, Temir felt the absurdity of being stabbed in the back by an honest person.

Was I not nice to you?
"What do you want by saying this?"

"Nothing, you see, you are like a giver - you want something.

I want my hard work to be respected, not to be negated by you just saying you're with him.

I want you to understand that it's not that I can't live without you. I'm not that pitiful, Mi'er, far from it."

Lisa spoke quickly, but her logic was still clear.

"You are too prejudiced against me!"

“Is it prejudice? You can ask your heart.”

"Calm down, Lisa, you're being rude."

However, the blonde girl seemed to have lost interest in communicating. She just stood there silently, leaning against the bookshelf, looking at her quietly.

If you have never been polite to your friends, what right do you have to demand courtesy from your friends?
Under Lisa's gaze, Temir fled from her apartment.

Pop the illusory bubble, and underneath the bubble is some huge absurdity. It turns out that their friendship has never been fair.

It's just that Lisa decided not to tolerate it anymore, that's all.

After her "best friend" left, Lisa slowly sat down against the wall and wiped away her tears silently. She didn't want to shed tears for Temir.

Leaving the family was the first release of self-growth, and severing the abnormal relationship was the second release of pressure and growth. At this moment, she finally embraced the freedom she wanted with the courage.
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The fairest thing in the world is that everyone has their own compromises, but most people will hide their compromises.

But Jax and Gru's affair can no longer be hidden.

Being unable to hold on to something is sometimes a sad thing.

If you can't handle it in the classroom, at best you will become known throughout the whole school, at worst you will become known throughout the entire region.

If you can't hold it together during the talks, at best you'll lose your job, at worst it'll be recorded in history books - unofficial history is also history.

On that day, Yingji met Xizong. Xizong suddenly sat quietly without saying a word. After a while, he farted, startling the reporters at the scene. Then a strange fragrance suddenly rose, and everyone's face changed. "The Chronicle of Xizong in America"

It was still the familiar little restaurant, and Gru and Jax were eating pork chops.

"Lake isn't looking for trouble right now. He just calls in the guys I interact with the most to question them, which makes people feel uneasy."

After all, illegal organizations are not as good as legal organizations backed by public power. Lake's use of the effectiveness of the organization to deal with the white and black gangs is undoubtedly a good move.

"What did he ask?" Gru asked with an unchanging expression.

Jax smiled bitterly.

"Boss, he didn't ask anything, he just encouraged the guys to work hard. That's the problem. Isn't this just looking for trouble?"

Lake's move is a classic example of looking for trouble.

He didn't mess with Gru's people, but just talked and chatted with them, which made Gru's men feel uneasy.

"Yeah, it's just looking for trouble. We need to solve this matter as soon as possible."

Jax asked, looking at Gru who had a frown on his face.

"The immigration case you ordered has been carried out according to the script. Burns is like a fool. Every step is exactly as we expected. Can we detonate it now?"

What is a beast?
They don’t really understand how to do good things.

They are very familiar with setting up schemes and doing bad things.

Burns may not be aware of how big the bomb is under his butt, and he is still happily happy about his future.

He thought that with Garcetti's support, Sheriff Lake could at least remain in power for another three to five years. In fact, Lake's future had nothing to do with the unlucky Burns - he was doomed to die.

Of course, the death here refers to career.

"The time is not right yet. You have to wait for my order. If anyone talks nonsense, you..."

Gru touched his neck with his hand and Jax nodded in understanding.

"Boss, but we can't deal with Lake in this matter. How are we going to get rid of Lake?"

"Wait for the time."

Gru looked around and added in a low voice.

“Chan is facing off against Black Satan this time, and as long as the struggle above can be won, Lake can be easily sent away.

If we can’t win, we can still get some benefits by getting compensation from Chan, so we won’t lose in the end.”

Hearing the name of Black Satan, Jax subconsciously took a breath.

He couldn't imagine that he would be able to participate in such a struggle in his lifetime.

Power, power, whether it is economic power or political power, is scarce. In fact, this kind of struggle is nothing uncommon.

Hai Qingtian was just a county magistrate at first, but he was able to participate in the overthrow of Yan.

In the course of history, the focus or fuse of the center of conflict does not necessarily have to be a big figure.

“Boss, I still hope he can win.

On the one hand, if he wins, we can have more stable control over the LAPD, which is our foundation.

On the other hand, if he loses, no matter how much compensation we get, our overall strength will be dormant for a long time. "

Gru nodded in agreement and gave instructions.

“That’s why I want you to be patient and keep a close eye on those key people to prevent them from affecting the overall situation.

This time, if we help Chan get through, we can actually gain the most! "
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The expansion of economic power is an inevitable result of the development of modern business. This fact has no so-called positive or negative impact or nature. It is just an objective reality.

The economic power that Wolfe holds has huge monetization value. When he chose to join the Elephant Party's establishment camp, Temir only spent a little effort to accomplish this.

Now, Wolf Dracula has entered the home of Black Satan and confronted the former President of America.

Yes, a confrontation.

This is a direct confrontation between those who control economic power and those who hold political power.

"No, I studied in California, worked in Chicago, and didn't settle in New York after retirement. You remembered it wrong, Wolf."

Mr. Dracula smiled and shook his head.

"You're from the East Coast, if I remember correctly."

New Yorkers and East Coasters, there is no difference in Wolfe's eyes.

The Donkey Party on the West Coast is different from the Donkey Party on the East Coast, just like the California Elephant Party is completely different from the MAGA and Establishment Elephant Party.

Wolfe's meaning is very simple: Old Deng, stay out of the trouble on the West Coast!

Hearing this, Black Satan's expression became somewhat ambiguous.

Today's young people are really extraordinary, they are extremely aggressive when they get angry.

Why, do I, the former commander-in-chief, have such a low status in your eyes?
In fact, this is the logic of kings not meeting each other.

Thinking of this, Black Satan stopped hesitating and asked directly.

"Tell me your purpose."

The frown on Wolfe's brow softened slightly.

"Eris was previously my campaign chief of staff, you know, Mr. Barak."

As he spoke, Wolfe pulled out his checkbook from his suit pocket.

"Stab~"

Tearing off a check, Wolfe placed it on the table between the two of them, pressed it with his fingers, and pushed it in front of Black Satan.

“You can write a number.”

Black Satan took a deep breath and looked directly at Wolfe, with a look of warning and oppression in his eyes.

Why do you rule over me?

Yes, I am no longer the commander-in-chief, but it is not my turn to be treated as a dish by a nobody like you!
You seem a little crazy, kid!
Wolfe is only in his early thirties and is indeed a child in front of Barack - similar to Xi Zong in Nancy's eyes.

Although he had Wolff in his heart, when the words came to his lips, Barak's lips were very flexible.

"NO, I don't understand what you mean. I'm sorry about Eris, but I don't understand the law, so I can't help you."

I don’t understand what you mean - it’s not that you don’t want to accept it.

There is no way I can help you—I will help you if there is a way I can.

In fact, the crux of the problem lies in the fact that Barak dares not accept this kind of money.

The two people belong to two different camps and there is no basis for mutual trust.

Taking money carelessly will cause trouble!

Besides, Barak didn't make much during his tenure. He was the kind of person who preferred fame and status to money.

"In fact, this matter also involves Niu Sen and even Ms. Nancy. Eris is the one who works for them. Mr. Barak, if Eris is still wanted, it will be difficult for us to do anything."

Wolfe continued to increase the stakes - Brother, the California gang is also on our side.

Although the alliance between President Cheng's forces and the California Gang is only temporary and they may fall out in the future, this kind of bargaining chip will become invalid once it expires, but this does not affect Wolf's attack.

That's enough, Lao Deng, let's give each other some face. I'll give you some money, just stop biting me.

Barak was really hesitant this time. He asked hesitantly.

"What exactly do you want to do? From the Red Street kidnapping case last year, to the direct confrontation between Foberle and LPAD, to the current BEC case, what do you, the California Elephant Party, want?"

Wolfe was stunned for a moment and asked back with some amusement.

"Mr. Barak, does this have anything to do with you?"

At this moment, the offensive and defensive situations completely changed.

Wolf from Dracula's family confronted Barak's eyes without flinching. If there were light waves, Wolf's light waves would probably suppress Barak even more.

What's happening in San Diego or what's happening in California, which one has anything to do with you, a politician from the East Coast?

Wouldn’t it be better if you could mind your own business?

You're already retired, but you're still jumping around.

What, you want your whole family to be put on the list after you die?

Don’t bully the old, don’t bully the young. We are still in the right period, Lao Deng!

Abstract momentum and power do not have intuitive numerical values, and the game between different stakeholders in reality will not have one side holding a health bar.

On a spiritual level, when you are confident enough, you can be closely connected with this world.

Wolfe's power comes from his wealth, from the power he holds, and from his status as a cutting-edge force in the Elephant Party establishment.

He is qualified to demonstrate his firm stance from a position of strength, like Barak.

Now, do you want to continue to mind your own business?
Ballack laughed and said sarcastically that he didn't win against Bo.

"What if I say it does matter?"

This kind of behavior is what is meant by "not accepting a toast and then drinking as a punishment".

It is clearly a game between interest groups, but Barak treated this conflict as a game between people, which actually reflects his weakness at the moment.

But being weak does not mean being unable to hold on.

Playing dumb is also a strategy, and it can be seen as an extremely clever strategy if used well - Will's is not like that, he is really stupid.

The current president was sitting in the White House and being humiliated by Yusuf, while the former president was sitting in his own home and being humiliated by Deng.

The President of the United States certainly has enormous power, but are the others made of clay?
Wolff understood that this was the gaming attitude displayed by Barak, and he had to respond smartly enough so as not to put himself in a disadvantageous position in the game.

"Then we can only blame God for not favoring Eris. Maybe he is not pious enough."

It’s just a chess piece, if it’s useless, it’s useless!

After confirming Wolfe's position, Barak nodded slightly and reached out to push the check back.

"I don't need this. The day after tomorrow, a friend of mine is going to invite some people to hold a charity auction. Are you interested in participating?"

Of course Wolfe was interested in what he said.

"You mean?"

Knowing that Wolfe had misunderstood what he meant, Barak shook his head and said.

"Wolf, the Donkey Party and the Dracula Group have maintained a good cooperative relationship for a long time. Are you interested in sponsoring a few more good people?"

What Black Satan wants is not money, but he wants to get campaign funds from Wolf to pave the way for the new generation in his faction to take power!

He is indeed not a person who loves money very much, at least he is not the kind of person who is most reckless in making money.

It didn't matter whether Wolfe agreed to this request or not. His company spent tens of millions of dollars every year to maintain various relationships anyway.

It's nothing more than making the sponsorship more diverse, no big deal.

It’s just that Wolfe has had a question in his mind that has been weighing on his mind for a long time.

Now, he thought, was a good time to find out.

"I have a question, Mr. Barak. Do you know why Robert and his men targeted our Dracula family?"

Black Satan was a little surprised. Kid, you really don’t treat me as an outsider.

He was stunned for a moment before he figured out how to answer.

"No one has ever targeted you. Or rather, everyone will target those idiots who are the least able to understand the situation. However, you are obviously much smarter than your father. You have made the California Elephant Party very successful."

The truth is often not pleasant to hear, but from this kind of honesty, Black Satan's sincerity is evident.

This answer sounded unexpected, but it was also within Wolfe's expectations. It was not the answer he was most worried about, but it was obviously not the best one either.

Joel was paralyzed by him, but that doesn't mean Wolf Dracula wants others to humiliate his father.

Patricide is his pursuit of self-perfection, and does not mean that he does not identify with his father.

On the contrary, due to his histrionic personality and the inner pressure of patricide, Wolfe is particularly paranoid about issues related to Joel.

"Mr. Barak, I have established a consulting organization in my father's name - the Joel Dracula Institute. There are also members of the Chicago School. If your time is convenient, you can come and give a speech."

Old Joel was no good, but that's just me.

Come, come and sing praises to my father!

"The day after tomorrow morning? My schedule for tomorrow is full. I've already postponed two activities today in order to have time to see you."

Speech fees are a legal source of income for retired senior American officials, so Black Satan would certainly not miss it.

"Tomorrow, at seven o'clock tomorrow night, is that okay?"

This kind of appointment is actually a bit overbearing, but Wolfe is not afraid of falling out with Black Satan.

They are originally opposing camps, and Wolf has even promised to fund the younger generation of Black Satan's faction. Can Black Satan ask for more?
"Okay, tomorrow."

Black Satan doesn't care about Wolf's attitude, only Shabi cares about attitude. What he values ​​is the seemingly harmonious but actually estranged relationship between Wolf, Cheng Daiqi and Temir.

If the nominal leader of the California Elephant Party is dealt with, his forces can completely participate in the future political power redistribution game in San Lorenzo together with the California Gang and the California Elephant Party.

"It's just that you'd better talk to Niu Sen. You can transport illegal immigrants to California, but don't just transport Chinese. If there are too many Chinese, there might be problems."

Black Satan is no longer hiding.

I laid my cards on the table—actually, I knew it all.

Wolfe was only slightly surprised at this and replied with a smile.

"Mr. Barak, you know that the problem is not the Chinese or the blacks. Let alone bringing in a few thousand Chinese, even if we bring in a million, it won't be a big problem."

"Okay, you're right."

In fact, both of them knew what the problem or trouble was, but neither of them mentioned it - just like neither of them mentioned Eris, but Eris had already been saved.

(End of this chapter)