My American magical life
Chapter 66 - 66 66 Friends!

66: Chapter 66 Friends!

Friend?

Friend!?!

66: Chapter 66 Friends!

Friend?

Friend!?!

What do capitalists look like?

With just a few short words, Cheng Daqi sent shivers down Cao Yueyue’s spine.

You sure know a lot about exploitation!

But what can you do about it?

The company clearly had great potential, with an actual paid-up capital of one million and sharing headquarters with the Dongxin on Egret Island.

Moreover, from the way Cheng Daqi had asked her to help contact agents for recruitment, this promising company was just starting.

With these thoughts, Cao Yueyue felt she could start working right now.

Isn’t working for someone always the same?

Being an early employee in a company with potential certainly has brighter prospects than working in a call center.

Poor workers have such a talent for self-brainwashing.

If the company thrives, it’s the boss who makes money.

What does that have to do with you?

Only because Cheng Daqi caught the eye of Sun Dongxin, a boss who is said to be ethical and wouldn’t mistreat old staff.

As long as Cao Yueyue worked as hard as she did in her previous life, Cheng Daqi would naturally not treat her unfairly.

……

Even though he had not been in America for long, Cheng Daqi had already made some superficial friends.

Like Eris, this guy had called Cheng Daqi the night before.

But the cold medicine rendered Cheng Daqi into a deep sleep, and he missed Eris’s call.

This agent was clearly impatient and didn’t like to drag his feet; he had already sent Cheng Daqi many messages.

‘Dammit, are you dead?

Why can’t I get through to you on the phone.’

‘I’ve made contact with someone from the Saint Rodu Immigration Office; I can help you get legal status directly, the kind that’s flawlessly processed.’

‘It’s just that the price is on the higher side, starting at thirty thousand dollars, up to half a million.

What do you think?’

‘My suggestion is that status is important, but we don’t need one that pricey.

I can arrange a thirty thousand dollars status for you, which should suffice.’

‘For our common enterprise, I can help you bear half the costs of acquiring the status.’

‘Of course, if you’re willing to pay for the most expensive one, that’s fine too, but I can’t possibly pay two hundred and fifty thousand for you, got it?’

‘This stuff is bothersome.

Come see me tomorrow afternoon.

It’ll be at the same place we met last time.’

‘If you’re still alive, hurry up and reply to my messages.’

Just how shady is Eris?

A starting price of ten thousand dollars turns into thirty thousand in his mouth, and he ‘generously’ offers to share half.

Yet after sharing half, he still makes a tidy five thousand dollars from Cheng Daqi!

That’s the real old-hand trickery, selling you out and having you thank him for the privilege of counting his money!

Cheng Daqi did not know Komodo, nor did he have any clue how Eris had negotiated with Komodo specifically.

But he did not believe Eris’s quote for a second, not being some naïve youngster.

True, he hadn’t negotiated with people in America before, but the Mississippi flowed on earth all the same.

Many things in the world aren’t that different after all.

The going rate in America couldn’t possibly be that outrageous!

Thirty thousand dollars could buy a new BMW!

Where is it written that a status starts at thirty thousand dollars?

Half a million is even more absurd!

With that kind of money, and even a slight bit of savvy, one could legally apply for a visa and immigrate to America.

There’s no need to bribe the immigration office.

Seeing through the ruse without calling it out allows for continued cooperation.

Cheng Daqi was well aware that Eris hadn’t given him a real price, but he replied earnestly.

‘Then I’ll come over this afternoon at two.

Are you free?’

They still needed to meet and talk.

The advent of mobile phones has facilitated communication, but it’s never the same as face-to-face.

Humans have a fundamental psychological mechanism: the more often they see someone in person, the more they tend to develop a liking for that person.

Discussing cooperation over a screen, no matter how extensively, isn’t as productive as meeting in person more often.

Meeting face to face not only allows negotiations but also helps to build a relationship.

Why not go for it?

Inflated prices are not the issue.

If you hike up the price just like that, I’ll just keep on negotiating a little bit at a time.

Collaboration isn’t something that happens just because the conditions are right; we’re all sly foxes here, slowly grinding it out together.

Can’t be like that goofy Lisa, who actually gives it when he yells ‘a thousand dollars.’

The reply speed of the West Coast dream-chasing old boy is very quick; he gets up very early each day, and likes to dive into his day’s work bright and early.

‘No problem.’

Seeing Cheng Daqi’s message, Eris smiled and stroked his beard.

No matter what identity you choose, you can’t afford it!

When the time comes, I’ll generously lend you some money, at a low-interest rate, of course, because we are friends.

“Hahahaha!”

“BOSS, what’s making you so happy?”

A subordinate who loved playing LOL stuck his head out from the room, curiously looking at Eris who was laughing triumphantly.

“I was pretty happy, but now that I see you, not so much.

I get up at six in the morning to work, and what about you?

You get up at six in the morning to damn play games!

Is LOL really that fun?

Can’t you work properly?”

Eris really liked this particular subordinate, tall and strong, with a well-built physique – fantastic really.

But he didn’t understand what was going on in his subordinate’s head, getting up at six to play games, not doing any real work!

“BOSS, I’m your lackey, and since you haven’t assigned me any tasks right now, what’s wrong with playing a game?”

Looking at his subordinate’s big head, Eris felt that saying anything more would be an insult to himself.

With such a big head, yet the brain is practically nonexistent.

Don’t you know how useless your brain is?

I’m afraid of entrusting you with work because you might screw it up!

“Forget it, go play your damn top lane then, at least with you around, you can take a few bullets for me.”

Who doesn’t have worries?

Cheng Daqi worried about the difficult path ahead.

Xiao Cao worried the new boss was too exploitative.

Eris worried his subordinates weren’t perfect enough.

Lisa worried that her best friend climbed into her bed last night.

“B***H, how did you end up in my blanket?”

Last night, she went to Temir’s manor villa to hang out, and after watching the “Search for Dad” variety show until twelve, they stumbled into a room to sleep.

But when she woke up in the morning, Temir was actually in her blanket.

Best friends are true best friends, and their relationship really isn’t bad.

But Lisa still felt that she was dirty, after all, she wasn’t a lesbian.

“Honey, it was so dark last night, I was so scared all by myself.”

Rising from under the blanket, the black-haired rich woman stretched lazily with an affected tone.

Having undergone the ultimate plastic surgery, Temir spent a million dollars to craft her face into the perfect final form.

The light of morning filtering through the white sheer sunshades struck her body, revealing a slender figure beneath a silk nightgown, and a perfect face that was speckled with light, like a goddess descending to earth.

Lisa was momentarily mesmerized.

“Why so silent now?

Goose~ Goose~ Goose~ Goose!

Yesterday you called me an ugly duckling post-surgery, but today you’re staring in awe?

Feeling inferior, baby?”

Temir’s goose impersonation snapped Lisa out of her daze, and the blonde, annoyed, grabbed a pillow and started hitting her.

The black-haired rich woman, who had trained in boxing, would not be easily subdued.

She lunged at the blonde, viciously screeched,

“You little thing, I’m going to let you taste my wrath.”

The two ladies in pajamas battled it out in the morning sun, the scene was entangled and inadvertently revealing.

It’s a shame Cheng Daqi had declined Temir’s invitation the night before.

Otherwise, he might have had the chance to feast his eyes.