America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 78 Even more outrageous than putting a bikini on the Statue of Liberty!

The cooperation has just begun, but it is already a guaranteed win.

Five thousand knives may not seem like much, but it is actually quite a lot.

Although Eris is an agent on the West Coast, he does hard work. Every time he works hard, the profit is only tens of thousands of dollars.

The clients he serves are all candidates. Which one is not a monkey? How can he take advantage of it?

Even if some candidates lack political sensitivity, one after another, they all have the character of making every penny count.

The national conditions are such that starting a business is difficult.

Running errands and talking can bring in income, and even gave Eris the idea of ​​​​expanding his business.

Unfortunately, he has worked hard in the United States for many years and knows the true situation of illegal immigration.

Most of the illegal immigrants in the United States are poor people with clean faces. Most of them have no job skills, and many even cannot speak English well.

This seemingly simple business is highly non-replicable.

Those who need it can’t afford the price, and those who can afford it don’t need it.

Civil servants still rely mainly on those unlucky ones who get stuck in the formal process.

Eris's little list was an accident.

Not everyone can be as valuable as Cheng Daqi.

Because he saw the value of Cheng Daqi, Eris was willing to help him contact him.

From several exchanges with Cheng Daqi, Eris was certain that even if this Asian man did not meet him, he would be able to prosper in the United States with his own abilities in the future.

At most, his appearance accelerated Cheng Daqi's adaptation process to the United States, but it cannot be regarded as helping Cheng Daqi.

The two were collaborators from the beginning of their relationship.

Until now, even if Eris has greater energy, they can only discuss it with Cheng Daqi in a cooperative manner.

Eris made two invitations, first by inducement and then by coercion, but Cheng Dawei skillfully blocked them both times.

"Boss, I'm back."

The door of the studio was opened from the outside, and the giant bear Lir greeted Eris.

Without the slightest thought of saying another word to his boss, Lille went straight to the computer.

I've finished the work you asked me to do, and now it's my rest time.

Tianxuan beats the workers hard and uses his strength to show off in front of the boss.

"Wait, have you figured out where Chan lives?"

Eris asked Riel while looking at the screen and keeping an eye on the trend of Ethereum.

Lille was obviously caught off guard when he heard the boss's question.

You also told me that you want to find out where Chan lives?

Lille has encountered this situation many times. When his boss wants him to do something, he always has many requirements that are not explained in advance.

"Yes, he lives on Red Street."

Realizing that he seemed to have failed, Lear mumbled a reply and tried to get away with it.

It's very similar to a hard-working worker who is caught by his boss for not doing his job well.

The West Coast dream boy knew the character of his men, and he only regretted not making it clear in advance.

When sending Cheng Daqi out, the two of them were having a great time acting affectionately, and he was too embarrassed to tell Lille directly.

As a result, Lille really didn't understand what he meant.

Hey.

Noticing that Leal started the game carelessly as usual, Eris hoped to get the great weapon in his hands.

Of course Lille doesn't care what his boss thinks, he's just a jobber. No matter how much Eris despises him, it is impossible to drive him away.

He is two meters tall, weighs three hundred pounds, and smiles like he wants to eat people. This is nothing, but he only earns four thousand dollars a month.

With this little money, Lille felt that Eris was not qualified to ask him to do a good job other than being a bodyguard.

On weekend afternoons, Sani didn't really want to do anything.

The sun is so beautiful, why not spread out a blanket on the grass and take a nap?

The news about Cheng Daqi interrupted the black girl's sleep. Wiping the drool left at the corner of her mouth, the black girl pulled down her blindfold and clicked on her phone.

‘You will perform a scene with me later. I will bring over the black man I beat up that day and ask him to apologize to you.

No matter how he apologizes, don't forgive him, okay? ’

This is Cheng Daqi's script.

Korno, you can’t blame me for not teaching you, it’s because you can’t get Sani’s forgiveness.

It has nothing to do with me.

As long as we all fight together, why bother fighting and killing?

The news about Cheng Daqi was unclear, and Sani was a little confused.

Why would that black man come to me to apologize?

Why did Chan send me a message in advance?

Also, why are you acting for that Korno?

His little head was full of question marks. Sani really didn’t understand what his neighbor was doing.

To her neighbor, many of Cheng Daqi's actions carry an elusive sense of mystery.

For example, a homeless man started making videos and even attracted many fans.

Although he is clearly poor, he can win the favor of the beautiful rich B***H. Even though he doesn't like Lisa and hates Themir, Sani still has to admit that those two B***Hs are really pretty.

What impressed her even more was that Cheng Daqi tied the knot with her the next day and sold the country easily with just a few words.

The relaxed and cheerful tone and the attitude of not caring about the price once made her wonder who was the American.

How much do you like America?

I thought that these operations were already the limit of Cheng Daqi, because what Cheng Daqi did was outrageous enough.

But the strongest has its own right, and Cheng Daqi once again used actions to break Sani's cognition.

As an Asian, Cheng Daqi could actually get a black man to apologize to him.

Beating a black man is nothing. There are many weaklings among black men. Many black men may not have had a few good meals since childhood. They are thin and short. Sani can handle it in a fight.

Being able to scold a black man is something that humans can do. After all, some black people may not be so street-like. They grew up in elite black families, and their lives were even more rigid than the most conservative white people since childhood. Let alone swearing, they may be eighteen years old. I haven't had a plane ride yet.

But, bro, what you did is really outrageous.

You can actually make a black man who lives on the street apologize to me, a black girl!

This operation is as outrageous as transforming the Statue of Liberty into a personality and wearing a pink bikini on it. It exceeds the limits of Sani's knowledge of the United States in more than ten years.

The name of this country is America. Sani was born here. She was a black girl and lived on the streets all year round.

She knew all too well how outrageous this operation was.

The biggest apology a black person on the street can make to a person is to stretch out his hands that haven't been washed in months and open them slightly to express regret.

This is already the friendliest expression in their barren and monotonous street social life.

It can only be said that Sani lacked a little imagination and did not expect that Cheng Daqi had already accepted Korno's three nods with tears.

Still the same logic.

America’s tolerance for multiculturalism and the permutations and combinations of human diversity truly have endless possibilities.

This country is big enough to create many different myths.

　I feel numb. I feel so stressed out when I put it on the shelves.

　　First, I forgot to update it at noon. After the editor reminded me, I posted a free chapter.

　　So I am really a novice writing a book for the first time. Even when I put it on the shelf, I can post it wrong. My operation is so unbelievable o(╥﹏╥)o

　　

　

(End of this chapter)