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

"Dad! Cao!"

Ivanka burst in with a start, then froze on the spot.

The scene in the living room was completely different from what she had imagined.

The gilded chair that Old Dong used to sit in was now lying on the expensive carpet.

It was clearly because the movement of getting up was too violent that caused him to fall.

Meanwhile, this real estate tycoon, who usually appeared arrogant and domineering on television...

She was half-bent over, her hands trembling slightly, when she grasped Cao Kun's hand.

The scrutiny and arrogance that once filled his small eyes had vanished without a trace.

Instead, there was an almost fanatical worship and extreme reverence.

That look in his eyes was like that of a believer who was dying of thirst in the desert and suddenly saw a miracle.

"Mr. Cao... no, Master Cao!"

Old Dong's voice was a little hoarse, but it was filled with an unprecedented fervor:

"No one understands vision better than me."

I've seen countless so-called masters, but you... you're simply a god walking among men!

What you just showed me is the greatest miracle I have ever seen in my life!

Cao Kun remained calm in the face of Lao Dong's fervor.

Old Dong heard the noise at the door, turned around abruptly, and saw Ivanka standing there dumbfounded.

"Ivanka! Come here quickly!"

Old Dong strode over and grabbed his daughter's arm.

Ivanka couldn't help but frown at his immense strength.

He pointed at Cao Kun, his tone urgent and boastful, as if showing off the most prime piece of land in his possession:

"Listen, my daughter, no one understands her better than me."

She is not only the most outstanding woman in New York, but also possesses one of the brightest minds and the most perfect looks in the world.

He looked at Cao Kun again, his attitude extremely humble, even bordering on obsequious:

"Damn! Ivanka is the Dong family's most precious asset."

If you're willing, make her your wife.

This will absolutely be the most correct and outstanding choice you ever make in your life!

Nobody can do it better than her, nobody!

Ivanka was completely stunned.

Her mouth gaped open, her blue pupils filled with absurdity and bewilderment.

Half an hour ago, his father was scrutinizing Cao Kun with the same look he gave a "charlatan."

How come after just half an hour of chatting behind closed doors, I've become a "free gift" that my father is eager to sell?

Moreover, that tone of voice, that look in his eyes...

My father was actually begging the other woman to marry me?

Cao Kun stroked his chin and glanced at Old Dong, whose face was filled with fervor…

He glanced at Ivanka, whose face was blank, and his expression turned strange.

He had only shown Old Dong a few simple, harmless spells to save himself trouble.

He also mentioned the name of the reality show he will be participating in next year.

And ultimately, how successful will it be?

As a result, the real estate tycoon's psychological defenses collapsed more completely than he had anticipated.

In Lao Dong's eyes, this power to see directly into the future is more important than any business deal worth billions of dollars.

"Well, Mr. Dong, let's talk about this later."

Cao Kun stood up, breaking the awkward silence, "Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, I'll head back first."

"I'll take you! I'll take you myself!"

Old Dong hurriedly went to the door and even opened it for Cao Kun.

When Ivanka walked out of the apartment, she was still standing in the middle of the living room, stunned.

She watched as her father, like a little follower, chattered incessantly beside Cao Kun, introducing which restaurant in NY had the best steak.

Which golf course is the most secluded?

Ivanka took a deep breath and looked down at the bracelet on her wrist.

What exactly did this guy do to Dad?

The elevator doors slowly opened on the top floor.

Old Dong was smiling broadly as he pressed the elevator button for Cao Kun.

He was still boasting about how magnificent his ranch in Florida was.

He even hinted that if Cao Kun wished, he could transfer a villa there to Cao Kun's name at any time.

Cao Kun suddenly stopped before stepping into the elevator.

He turned around, his gaze sharp, and stared directly into Old Dong's shrewd little eyes.

"Mr. Dong, there are some things I feel I need to tell you before I leave."

Cao Kun's voice was not loud, but it carried a powerful and awe-inspiring weight.

Old Dong was slightly taken aback, then put on an attentive expression.

His tone was extremely humble: "Please speak, Master. No one understands how to listen to your teachings better than I do."

Cao Kun glanced at the luxurious corridor decorations and said indifferently:

"Excuse my bluntness, but your current real estate development and hotel management ventures..."

Even that reality TV show you're so proud of.

In my opinion, they are all just minor squabbles.

A business of this scale is simply not worthy of your destiny.

Old Dong's previously somewhat obsequious expression froze instantly.

He blinked, seemingly unable to believe his ears:

"Small-scale? Mr. Cao, I am a billionaire with assets worth billions."

My name is displayed on the most prestigious building in New York.

My television program has attracted tens of thousands of viewers.

You call this... a minor skirmish?

As an extremely narcissistic man who considers himself a guru of success.

Old Dong's first reaction was to refute.

But when he saw Cao Kun's deep eyes, which seemed to pierce through the void, he swallowed his words back.

Cao Kun's lips curled into a playful smile, and he said in a lofty tone, "Of course, it's just a small-scale affair."

Money is merely a worldly, mundane pursuit, and you...

You deserve better.

For example, mastering this GJ.

boom!

Old Dong felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

His body suddenly stiffened.

That habitual confidence in the marketplace shattered in that instant.

He stood there, stunned, his mouth slightly agape, his pupils contracting violently from extreme shock.

Master this GJ?

If someone else had said that, Lao Dong would have thought they were crazy.

Or it could be a scammer trying to swindle him out of his money.

But just now, he had witnessed Cao Kun's methods firsthand.

I also heard Cao Kun's terrifyingly accurate prediction about his career trajectory over the next few years.

Faced with such immense power, the weight of those words was so heavy that it suffocated him.

It took a full half minute for Old Dong to come to his senses.

His breathing became extremely heavy, and a flush of excitement appeared on his originally aged skin.

He took a sudden step forward and grabbed Cao Kun's arm tightly with both hands.

He possessed astonishing strength, and his eyes burned with a fanatical intensity.

"Are you telling the truth? Mr. Cao! Master Cao!"

Is this...is this really my destiny?

Cao Kun subtly withdrew his arm, his expression remaining calm and composed.

"Fate is there; it's up to you whether you can grasp it."

"I can! Nobody knows how to seize opportunities better than me!"

Old Dong was so excited he danced around. He suddenly turned around and roared:

"Checks! Bring me my checkbook right now! Immediately!"

Less than a minute later, an assistant ran back with a checkbook.

Old Dong snatched the pen and scribbled a few lines on the check so fast they left afterimages.