Chapter 201 Saint Veronica and the Cat and Mouse Game
Can I actually pay in installments?
Chan, dear Chan, should I thank you for your kindness?
The top black police officers have emotional control. 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, which destined him to be brutally slaughtered by 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 is better to only serve two.
"Chan, are you kidding? Hahaha, what do you think, thirty million dollars plus my old factory?" Out of his own conditions, Gru said that it was impossible for him to play any 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 keep you safe until you leave without saying a word.
On the West Coast you can be crazy, but in Missouri you have to lie down even if you are a dragon!
Everyone 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?”
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.
Even if 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 that Cheng Daqi could be with him after being abandoned by Themir. Take the adult as a dog.
Faced with the ‘frankness’ of the top criminal policeman, Cheng Daqi felt that it was almost done.
Gru can obviously pass this level. Since we are talking about business, there is no need to push him too hard.
After all, he may have many opportunities to deal with Gru in the future.
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.
“Well, Mr. Gru, you can just pay 30 million for Themir, but you have to add another 5 million.
You know, this matter started from the beginning I helped you discover it.
I also helped you come up with a solution to the problem and helped you contact Mi’er for help. Five million is really a small amount.”
Keep a line in your life so that we can meet again in the future.
Cheng Daqi's transformation was not sudden, but the top criminal policeman still breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, finally solved.
He has never been so powerless, never been so scared.
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, he was already a little overwhelmed.
If Cheng Daqi hadn’t reminded him, he might have actually been promoted to the Director’s Committee.
By then, it was too late.
"Chan, thank you. I will give you 10 million dollars first, which is considered as a deposit for Ms. Tamir.
After the matter is completed, her 30 million dollars will not be less. Your five million dollars will not be less!”
The top criminal policeman is not short of money, and his monthly income is tens of millions of dollars.
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.
Over the years, although he has handled a lot of money, he has distributed it to provide benefits to his brothers.
As a result, when things came to a head, he was almost forced to pay in installments.
"Mr. Gru, wait for my good news. I'm not sure how Mi'er will help you. If you need to be there, I will contact you!"
Top Black The police officer sent Cheng Daqi outside the restaurant with a smile, but he suddenly discovered that Cheng Daqi's car had been replaced by a broken Audi.
“Chan, why didn’t you drive the Mulsanne today?”
He was testing, but Gru's testing only resulted in a big sinus!
"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?"
What Cheng Daqi said Gru was speechless.
Damn it, Chan, you are a mouthy man, you have the guts to have a fight with me!
Your preachy face makes me sick!
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!"
The top black policeman smiled sincerely. He seemed to be really saying goodbye to his best friend, facing the departing Audi. I waved my hand for a long time.
When Audi finally disappeared around the corner, the 1.9 meter middle-aged man punched the wall.
The fist collided violently with the wall, and blood quickly seeped out.
As if he didn't understand the pain, Gru smiled and told his men not to be surprised.
He looked at the fist prints on the wall, and then at his badly hit hand, sneered, and got into the car.
“Go back to the police station!”
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In the manor villa of the rich black-haired woman, there are many guests in the garden behind the main building. A small party is about to be held here. concert.
Socializing, music, exquisite meals, and professional waiters, Tamir's party is much better than Cheng Daqi's party.
Tonight, Temir invited the well-known American cellist Matt Heimowitz, a Semitic wanderer, and also invited some artists from the Saint-Loduo Music Center.
Lying on the edge of the terrace, looking at the guests in the garden, Themir curled up his lips with pride.
Chan, 30 million is a lot, but I want you to know that I have more than just money!
"Miss, you may want to come forward to receive him. Mr. Dracula suddenly came."
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 so many circles in America, and no matter which circle you look at, Themir and Dracula are not related to each other.
Dracula, the old vampire, is a Semitic wanderer, and Themir is of standard Greek descent.
Dracula is more than thirty years older than Temir. According to the generation gap of three years, he and Temir 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 in person to receive him.
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 said gracefully.
"Uncle Dracula, long time no see, I didn't expect you to be here 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 can 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 take a look. I just have time."
Hypocritical, lies, and full of perfunctory reasons, Dracula continued.
"This is St. Veronica, if I remember correctly."
The rich black-haired woman touched Demon's head, ended the conversation with Demon, and responded.
"Yes, Uncle Dracula, I will arrange the best position for Demon and you, come with me."
The garden concert has not started yet, Temir said , she can fulfill Demon's request.
"Hahaha, Matt Heimowitz finally came to the West Coast. I really look forward to getting a good seat." However, while walking on the road, Dracula suddenly asked a strange question question.
“I don’t know what’s going on with Niu Sen. I invited him several times, but he didn’t give me any face.”
Let’s make it clear, old Dracula is here to see Niu Sen tonight. !
"Maybe he is busy."
The rich black-haired 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.
At that time, old Dracula thought that his opportunity to jump off the ship was a stroke of genius, but now it seems that he was splashed with mud. (That man is unreliable, he can’t even handle the affairs of the party)
The Dracula Group has a big business, so of course it won’t have any immediate negative impact, but old Dracula is indeed caught up in a situation where both sides are involved. In an unwelcome predicament.
No, tonight he is here to win back his ‘ex-girlfriend’.
Themir saw very 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, hehe, he is too powerful."
The old vampire sat down and seemed to want to have a fight with Temir, but he was too high-ranking It's been a long time since I've forgotten how to talk to people normally.
Moreover, what Lao Deng met was not some 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 very powerful, but Kalamaculis is not bad either.
When giving him face, Temir called him Uncle Dracula.
When he didn’t give him face, Themir dared to ignore his Shabi words.
The rich black-haired 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 followers.
"Go and call the policeman over. I want to see him."
Niusen hadn't come yet, so Dracula chose to find something to do for himself.
——
Cheng Daqi is taking Zhao Hongjin around to eat. They are both exhausted today.
After Mr. Cheng helped Gru quickly connect the needs, he started a video with Zhao Hongjin in the afternoon.
Currently, the first videos of Sister Zhao’s four accounts are ready. Tomorrow, Shanhaiguan will help her prepare the four accounts, and she can make her official debut.
"Da Qi, you would never guess how abstract the sign I took at noon was. Can you understand what I mean by abstract, right?"
On the side of the girl with peach blossom eyes While eating strawberries, I told Cheng Daqi about my shooting experience today.
“I may understand that the world is an elephant, and each of us is blindly touching the elephant, so 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, Da Qi, you just looked like a master of martial arts."
Her peach blossom eyes were bright, and she seemed to be amused by Cheng Da Qi'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. Just focus on having fun 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 had a way of saying something very cool, but you didn’t make any waves.”
The friend of the master of martial arts took another bite. A strawberry, she paused and said.
“Continue to talk about holding signs. Those people charged 80 dollars each, and a makeup artist gave them makeup. Then a group of them held 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 mean 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, but now I can find someone for eighty dollars.”
His experience with Zhao Hongjin In fact, it’s almost the same. The experiences of the two people strongly prove that in the United States, the so-called sign-raising has become a game of capital.
What the capital wants to hear is the content of the sign.
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 that’s it, 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 carefully A new question came to mind.
Why is there no regulatory system in place after all the money is being spent just for votes?
“There is supervision, and there are many, including tax supervision, fairness supervision, financial supervision, and legality supervision.
The finer the system that can be supervised, the more loopholes can be exploited. In reform, When there are old bugs, new bugs will inevitably arise.
But from the underlying logic, this is a cat-and-mouse game.
Capital-controlled American regulation is a cat-driven campaign. The person is a mouse, and their relationship is actually a kind of self-imposed robbery. ”
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 they not the two parties supervising each other? Do you mean that the people behind the two parties are actually the same party?"
Zhao Hongjin is very smart, she has always been a great person. I heard the details that he didn't tell.
“No, look, isn’t the Elephant Party Senator’s niece chatting happily with the California pastor?”
Looking along Cheng Daqi’s gaze, Zhao Hongjin saw, Themir was chatting with Niu Sen, laughing and joking.
They had a great time chatting.
No matter how hard Gru's fist is, he can't break the cage that has been built.
Dracula's jump was not smooth. In fact, from a side perspective, the protagonist originally wanted to trick Gru into dying. Maybe Pigfoot didn't know how capable those insects in the Elephant Party are at fighting among themselves.
And why, as a big boss, can Dracula not meet Niu Sen? Isn't it reasonable?
St. Veronica is a Christian female saint. On the way to the crucifixion of Jesus, this saint handed Jesus a towel to wipe his sweat.
In the end, the chat between Cheng Daqi and Zhao Hongjin was actually a kind of profiling. While profiling the environment of the American version, it also advanced their interactive plot.
(End of this chapter)