206: Chapter 80 Cheng Daqi felt that so truths couldn’t be spoken to others_3 206: Chapter 80 Cheng Daqi felt that so truths couldn’t be spoken to others_3 Objective analysis, actual logic, Zhao Hongjin now acts like a fem fatale strategist, checking Cheng Daqi for any deficiencies.
“The most brilliant sches can’t detach from the trend of the era, when an interest group is on the brink of collapse, any trivial force could be the key to victory.
What I want is their opposition, whether the goal can be achieved sotis isn’t important, if this desperate plan can intensify the ga between the Democratic Party and the Republican Party, then even if the original goal isn’t achieved, it’s enough for Arica to have a tough ti.
In Arica’s current situation, each added log makes the fire blaze more.
Zhao Hongjin has always been sowhat puzzled, and Cheng Daqi’s response brought her confusion to a peak.
She tentatively asked.
“Do these matters concern you?
You’re just an ordinary person, isn’t considering these things a bit far-fetched for you?”
Cheng Daqi was a bit startled; he looked at Zhao Hongjin, expressionless.
In truth, he had always been avoiding this question, consistently avoiding it.
He was a very clever person, he knew that his strength was powerless in front of the wheels of the era.
Arica would not be any better off without his ddling in the future.
It’s sad that the Mississippi is like this, and so are the Yellow River and the Yangtze River.
His stay in Arica, in a way, reflected his cowardice in not wanting to face the kind of environnt he had experienced in his previous life.
The so-called flapping of wings for the motherland actually carried a flavor of self-consolation.
But still, he wanted to do it.
After thinking it through, he still wanted to do it.
The wheels of the era had crushed his ideals.
Yet Cheng Daqi was reborn, luckily reborn in Arica.
Then let’s piece together the broken ideals, awkwardly continue to guide the moon-forward for the lost.
But how could he explain such convoluted and difficult-to-express things to Zhao Hongjin?
“I don’t like to write diaries, do you?”
Zhao Hongjin was taken aback.
CEO Cheng, isn’t your answer a bit too random?
“I’m not very fond of it either, but…”
Cheng Daqi directly explained.
“So say, the words in a diary are the truest, but so truths can’t be spoken to others, that’s why I don’t keep a diary.”
Cheng Daqi spoke very clearly, yet it seed very unclear, Zhao Hongjin asked, half-understanding.
“Are you trying to say that there’s an unusual reason behind these things you do, but it’s not convenient or you don’t want to talk about it, is my understanding correct?”
“Ah Zhao, do you believe in ?”
The final move was a very ordinary attack, but Zhao Hongjin’s suspicion had long being drained by Cheng Daqi.
The girl with the peach-blossom eyes shifted her beautiful eyes slightly.
She tried to keep a straight face while hiding her smile and said in a serious tone.
“You haven’t finished telling the story about you and Mi’er; I’ll believe you once you do.”
Master Cheng, slice another lon.
I actually believe you, but you haven’t finished cutting your lon yet.
“You really want to hear it?”
Cheng Daqi didn’t expect the bushy-eyebrowed Zhao Hongjin to be a gossipmonger.
“It’s not that I want to hear it, but I’m just one story away from believing you, really.”
Zhao Hongjin’s tone was utterly serious; she actually just wanted to hear the gossip.
“You said, Chinese people don’t deceive one another.”
“Mi’er is so beautiful, how did you et her?”
“Go on, tell .”
“Tonight’s barbecue tasted good, it made feel a bit like I’m eating barbecue back in China.”
“Dodging the heavy and picking the light, diverting the subject, putting on a bold front, beating around the bush, Ah Zhao, you’re a bit bad, huh.”
“Humph, you clearly agreed just now, and now you’re going back on your word, only little dogs make empty promises.”
“…”
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