While in Hollywood, I used Taoist magic to quell American terrorism.

Simon looked into Cao Kun's eyes. Even though Cao Kun's tone wasn't harsh at all, Simon felt as if he were under an immense burden.

Simond quickly replied, "Half a month, that's fine."

"very good."

Cao Kun patted Simond on the shoulder, and the powerful sense of oppression vanished instantly.

On Christmas Eve, the streets of Los Angeles were adorned with colorful lights and Christmas trees, creating a silvery spectacle.

Inside the Beverly Hills mansion, Cao Kun sat in a leather swivel chair...

Holding the latest Blackberry phone, the unread messages flashing on the screen almost burned out the vibration motor.

"Master, your popularity now far surpasses that of Santa Claus."

The succubus Chris then transformed into human form, wearing a sexy Christmas girl mini-skirt.

He sat cross-legged at the desk, his fingertips tracing a line in the air.

A semi-transparent work schedule appeared in front of Cao Kun.

"This is my 'Christmas-New Year' schedule, which I created based on their availability and distance, down to the minute."

Please take a look.

Cao Kun glanced at the densely packed blocks of color.

Amanda, Megan, Scarlett, Anne Hathaway, Rachel, Jessica, Miranda, and even Ivanka, who just flew in from New York.

"Do I have the right to refuse?" Cao Kun rubbed his temples.

Chris covered her mouth and chuckled: "If you want to see it on the front page of next year's newspapers..."

It says, "Several Hollywood actresses got into a brawl in Beverly Hills over jealousy." You can try refusing their advances.

Cao Kun sighed: "Let's begin."

…………

December 24, 11:30 AM. Santa Monica Beach Restaurant.

Amanda, arm in arm with Cao Kun, smiled so much that her eyes curved into crescent moons.

"The oysters here are very fresh. Damn, you work so hard day and night, eat more."

Cao Kun looked at the plates of oysters in front of him.

He swallowed a piece with a smile on his face.

The magical power in the stomach circulated, and the food was forcibly digested before it even hit the ground.

13:15 PM. Beverly Center Cafe.

Anne Heather subtly recommended a plate of delicate French pastries:

"I specifically asked the pastry chef to reduce the sugar content. Please try it."

Cao Kun nodded and took a bite in compliance.

15:00 PM. Warner Bros. Studios Lounge.

Scarlett Johansson had just finished a photoshoot and pulled Cao Kun into the van.

Holding a pizza box in her hand: "I'm starving, let's eat together."

Cao Kun looked at the thick slice of bacon pizza and accepted it without changing his expression.

18:30 PM. West Hollywood Private Club.

Jessica, wearing a deep V-neck dress, swirled her wine glass: "To celebrate landing a new endorsement, damn it, cheers!"

Before we'd even taken a sip of wine, a large portion of medium-rare tomahawk steak had already been served on the table.

21:45 PM. At the movie theater.

Megan, wearing sunglasses, pointed at the poster and said, "Let's watch this 'King Kong' movie."

Cao Kun, with his arm around Megan, sat in the last row of the theater.

Looking at the screen, I saw the giant gorilla roaring atop the Empire State Building.

This is the third time he's watched this movie today. The first two times, he watched it with Rachel this morning.

The second time was when I accompanied Ivanka to a private cinema.

That day, Cao Kun ate eight meals, drank four bottles of red wine, and watched the gorilla masturbate three times.

…………

December 31st, New Year's Eve.

"Master, you have 45 minutes to reach the next location," Chris reminded her on her phone right on time.

Cao Kun had just finished having a New Year's Eve dinner with Ivanka.

Ivanka, fixing her hair, asked with a dazed look in her eyes, "Damn, where are you going?"

"I have an appointment with a client, and I have a problem to deal with." Cao Kun lied without batting an eye.

"You're such a busy man," Ivanka said, giving him a kiss.

Cao Kun went out and sped through the streets of Los Angeles in his Cadillac Escalade.

August 1th at 1 am.

He appeared right on time by the villa's pool in front of Amanda and Scarlett.

This was a three-person game that Chris had worked very hard to coordinate.

Although they were unwilling at first.

But in the end, under Chris's sweet talk and the threat of an excessively long time, he reluctantly agreed.

…………

1 month 5 day.

Douglas accompanied Simond to Cao Kun's villa, carrying a heavy safe.

Two weeks later, he looked much more energetic.

He was wearing a neat jacket, looking like a robust forty-year-old man.

"Master Cao, I have successfully completed my mission."

Simond placed the safe on the coffee table and opened it.

Inside was a thick stack of documents and several black cards from overseas banks.

"As per your request, the asset valuation has been completed."

I have equity in a casino in Las Vegas, more than a dozen properties, and some deposits in a Swiss bank.

The total amount is $8.5 million.

This is the transfer agreement. Once you sign it, these items will immediately be transferred to your name.

Douglas sat to the side, staring at the stack of land deeds and share certificates, his eyelids twitching wildly.

Even though he himself is a billionaire.

But look at how Cao Kun earned $8.5 million in just half a month.

The impact still made him feel his blood pressure rise.

Last time, Cao Kun sold at least that many items.

It is the wealth accumulated from so many people.

But this time, it was taken from one person.

Cao Kun casually flipped through the pages, picked up a pen, and signed his name.

Simond stood up and buttoned up his jacket.

"Master Cao, now that the formalities are complete, I won't disturb you any longer."

Simond pointed to the safe on the ground:

"My legal team will handle the name change on the property certificate and the notarization of the equity transfer within three days."

Regarding the cash portion, those black cards are already activated; the PINs are in the document folder.

Cao Kun closed the thick file and nodded slightly.

"Go, and remember my instructions. Although life has returned, exercise moderation."

"I understand." Simond bowed again and left the villa surrounded by bodyguards.

The room fell silent.

Douglas remained staring at the pile of priceless documents on the table, so much so that he could hear his own breathing becoming heavier.

Although he is worth billions, most of his assets are stocks and commercial real estate.

The cash flow that can be readily mobilized is only a few hundred million.

Cao Kun, in just ten minutes, obtained $8.5 million in assets right in front of him.

Among them was a substantial sum of around 300 million yuan in real money.

"Master Cao..." Douglas turned his head, his voice filled with undisguised bitterness:

"I have to admit, I was jealous."

"I've worked hard to build the Douglas family business for thirty years, and I've never seen anyone make money as easily as you."

Cao Kun leaned back on the sofa, his fingers lightly gliding over the black and gold cards.

His expression, however, didn't reveal much elation: "Of course, money earned by risking one's life should be more expensive."

Douglas sighed and looked away: "Simonde has suffered a huge loss this time, but he has gained a lifetime's worth of time."

All things considered, this deal was a very profitable one for him.

Cao Kun didn't reply. He flipped his hand and took out a blank check.

With a few quick strokes, a number was filled in.

Then he pushed the check in front of Douglas.

Douglas glanced at it subconsciously, then froze on the spot.