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My American magical life

Chapter 45 - 45 45 America Oh America!

Author: You are not worthy of the surname Zhao.
updatedAt: 2025-07-13

45: Chapter 45 America, Oh, America!

45: Chapter 45 America, Oh, America!

“Cheng, you’ve given me quite a surprise, you know?”

“Having been in America for so many years, you are the first person to have blatantly screwed me over.”

“Your courage is truly exceptional—would you like to taste what the waters of Saint Rodu are like?”

From the moment Eris began speaking, it was an outpouring of emotion—a display of bare intimidation towards Cheng Daqi.

The live news broadcast from ABC had already publicized the potential gold mine.

For Cheng Daqi, killing was now out of the question, but Eris wanted to dominate control over any cooperation.

Based on this notion, Eris chose to start with a show of force, letting this illegal immigrant know his power.

Faced with Eris’s undisguised threat, Cheng Daqi felt a chill in his heart.

But his past life experiences came into play, and no fear showed on his face.

“Haha, Mr.

Eris, I can give you back those eight hundred dollars right now, as a sign of my sincerity.”

Cheng Daqi did not think Eris, after so many years on the rough streets, would really care about a few hundred dollars.

He was expressing his attitude and sincerity.

I’m not here to make excuses; I hope to help you solve problems.

If you think I’m screwing you over, then I can immediately return the money to show my sincerity.

“Do I lack eight hundred dollars?

Cheng, do you know the value of that idea?”

Eris crossed his legs and picked up a cigar, asking slowly in a measured voice.

Realizing his show of force hadn’t accomplished much, the bearded man changed his approach.

Since you’re so clever, let me see just how clever you are.

He was very curious about the room for cooperation Cheng Daqi spoke of; initially, Eris thought it was just an excuse, but now he was truly interested.

Answer my question, let’s see if you’ve got the brains to cooperate with me.

Cheng Daqi was very clear that Eris’s question was a test, but he wasn’t a bit nervous or hesitant about this kind of probing.

The first step to convincing someone is communication, which was now established.

“Mr.

Eris, objectively speaking, this viewpoint has little value to me, but great value to America.

The endless quarrelling over abortion has indeed hindered the great development of America, and we can share this viewpoint with some servant who aspires to work tirelessly for the American people.”

Obviously, they want America to become better, and this viewpoint could help America put an end to the debate about abortion.

“What do you think of my idea?”

While spouting words that disgusted him, Cheng Daqi maintained a calm demeanor, even wearing a sincere smile as he spoke.

For his homeland, he endeavored to spread his wings.

A single person, a vagabond’s voice is so small, but if he could get through Eris, make this diversionary tactic truly successful in spreading, then…

“But you’ve already put the idea out there, even having it seen by thousands and thousands of television viewers; its value is gone, do you understand?

You sell me a gold mine but dig it out before you sell it to me, Cheng, I’m really disappointed.”

Eris felt this Asian man was excessively clever and so stated his demands directly.

He wanted the gold mine!

“Mr.

Eris, friends should help each other out, no matter what, even if it means breaking some rules, I will make sure to deliver this gold mine to you securely,

Furthermore, the reason I smuggled myself into America and became an illegal immigrant was because I love America,

This viewpoint is not important to me, but it can make America better.

Helping you is helping America, and of course, I am duty-bound to do so.”

Lao Deng, I can help you, but you need to help me break a little law and get me a legal status.

Without managing to get me a legal status, all bets are off!

Savvy conversations are really not that complicated, and of course, Eris understood Cheng Daqi’s request.

He didn’t respond directly but quietly smoked the cigar in his hand.

Eris was contemplating.

In his heart, he had already agreed to Cheng Daqi’s terms.

Identity is but a trifle—the Immigration Office is but the lapdog of America’s grandees.

Professionally, Eris and those dogs from the Immigration Bureau were still colleagues.

Legal status might seem as unattainable as the heavens to illegal immigrants, but for Eris, it was just a matter of coordinating work with a colleague.

He was considering whether or not to absorb Cheng Daqi into his own team.

Growing up in the dynamic family, Eris never minded the race of his partners; he chose people based on ability alone.

The wisdom and composure of Cheng Daqi had evoked in him a sense of cherishing talent.

“Aren’t you worried that I might use your identity against you, Chan?”

That meant they could talk.

Hearing Eris’s response, Cheng Daqi smiled happily.

“Sir, aren’t we friends?”

What use would there be in using your identity against you?

You’ll need to cooperate with me in managing perspectives, which isn’t even part of my plan.

When I had no money, you wouldn’t have made me kill anyone, and when I do have money, I’ll have ways to deal with your greed.

Besides, if push comes to shove, I could always take refuge in the embassy.

I may be an illegal immigrant, but my heart is red, and I have yet to renounce my Hua Country citizenship.

Murderous means are frightening, but do you really need to kill me?

The client base for the staunch anti-abortion scapegoat replacement strategy has only one, and Eris could only sell to the anti-abortion Republican Party.

Coincidentally, Cheng Daqi’s target was also the Republican Party.

Once I get the system reward of identity recognition, we’ll both serve as dogs for the America bosses; we’ll all be colleagues with no more conflicts.

It’s just that Eris would be a real dog, while Cheng Daqi would be an undercover dog.

“You are very smart, so what solution have you thought of?”

Seeing Cheng Daqi smile, Eris also felt like smiling.

He truly believed that Cheng Daqi had a solution; otherwise, this Asian wouldn’t dare be so composed in front of him.

“I’ll tell a story, turn me into a supporter, a supporter of a certain public servant,

so that together we can make America great again.

As an automotive engineer, I came to America to urge the American people to see the truth, the truth that being pro-abortion is unpatriotic!”

Cheng Daqi loved telling stories, especially when the story could help solve his identity issues.

“Deal, Chan.

Wait for my news, and don’t talk to anyone else about that viewpoint in the meantime.

Luckily, ABC is a television station supporting the Democratic Party; they have already hidden that video.

They don’t know that this has actually bought us time.”

Once Eris confirmed that the logic was sound and the risks were within a controllable range, he agreed extremely quickly.

“Mr.

Eris, it’s a pleasure doing business with you.

It would be best to launch a talent absorption program for illegal immigrant automotive engineers and find two others to run as decoys.”

“Chan, interested in working with me?”

“I am indeed an automotive engineer, Mr.

Eris.”

“Fine then, after you go downstairs, tell the punk in the car across the street to come back, tell him he doesn’t need to follow anymore.”

A few short exchanges had tangled the threads.

Cheng Daqi and Eris shared a smile, sensing a competitive camaraderie.

……

The tailing kid left the old Ford van in confusion, scratched his head, and went back upstairs to keep playing video games.

Watching the kid’s retreating figure, Cheng Daqi breathed a long sigh of relief.

His maneuver had succeeded, turning a major unexpected problem into an opportunity, and he even saw hope for resolving his immigration status.

‘Could I be the protagonist?’

But the pleasant time of fantasizing was always brief.

A message alert from Zhao Hongjin’s FlyMessage suddenly popped up, shattering Cheng Daqi’s dream of being the protagonist.

“This video has gone viral in the Saint Rodu Chinese community, that person speaking is you, right?”

A video came with the message, the same TV broadcast clip.

Cheng Daqi smiled wryly; the situation he had feared had emerged so quickly.

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