My American magical life
Chapter 223 - 223 88 Sun Dongxin Enlightenment on the Toilet!

223: Chapter 88 Sun Dongxin, Enlightenment on the Toilet!

223: Chapter 88 Sun Dongxin, Enlightenment on the Toilet!

Temir’s driver arrived earlier than scheduled, saying he’d be there by five, he arrived at four-thirty.

As an experienced driver, he had ferried plenty of male delivery men for a raven-haired wealthy lady.

Being early was his way, the professionalism of a delivery driver.

“Ah Zhao, I have other plans tonight, and since you’re done too, how about I give you a lift?”

Cheng Daqi wasn’t rushing anyone out.

Working like an ox, Zhao Hongjin had been huffing and puffing all afternoon, while he sat nearby browsing short videos like a landlord overseeing his estate.

Even if watching short videos was part of his work, it still looked somewhat inappropriate.

“Eh?

I feel there are still many areas that can be optimized; this is just the first draft.”

Zhao Hongjin lifted her head and looked at the document on the screen before speaking.

“I’m not your client; as long as there’s a basic shape to the thing, it’s usable.

It can always be changed if you want to.”

Opening the door, Cheng Daqi began discussing his ideas with Zhao Hongjin.

“Wait until we get the staff and office sorted out in a few days, then I’ll give you a plan.

Start with book deconstruction for the three accounts.”

The girl with the peach blossom eyes thought she could take on a challenge.

“Can I say I’m more interested in singing?

It would be relaxing to play and record at the same time.”

Clearly, this girl lacked a full understanding of what truly professional short video creation entails.

“You guys have dinner on your own tonight, Sani, I’ve transferred the money to you.”

Cheng Daqi, addressing Sani who was sitting on the sofa using her phone, put his coat on.

He opened the front door and invited Zhao Hongjin to step out first.

“Ah Zhao, I really admire your dedication to your career, but have you thought about what your first song will be?”

Cheng Daqi wasn’t ready to dampen the girl’s spirits just yet.

“Selecting a song?

I really haven’t considered that.

Following this logic, do I also need to carefully choose the first book for my book deconstruction account?”

Clutching a brownish-yellow leather bag, little Zhao found herself facing a decision-making paralysis.

The first song and the first book are very important; they determine the fans’ initial perception of her.

Seeing Zhao Hongjin hesitating, Cheng Daqi knew she hadn’t settled on any ideas yet.

“Think over this issue in the next couple of days.

If you really can’t decide, I’ll help you out.

However, I can offer you a concept: your three accounts should all have highly distinct styles.

The singing and book deconstruction accounts allow for the greatest contrast, so it’s best to follow this direction.”

Contrast + beauty always makes the sharpest knife, one that male fans are willing to fall on gracefully.

The usual contrast is a person’s public versus private self.

Zhao Hongjin’s future contrast could be performing different lives across different accounts.

She will outshine those online nobodies who do nothing but edit photos to the brink.

“Have you been considering bringing me on board to make short videos for quite a while now?”

Cheng Daqi’s suggestions were clear to Zhao Hongjin, but another suspicion arose in her mind.

CEO Cheng, your little tactics sound somewhat credible.

Had you foreseen that I would help you?

“The idea of one person running three accounts wasn’t specifically for you.

What do you think about the girl who danced yesterday?”

Indeed, Lisa was the target Cheng Daqi most wanted to recruit.

This girl had golden hair, top-level attractiveness, and was the kind of dream girl for American heterosexual white males.

The compliments Cheng Daqi had paid to Lisa, saying she was more beautiful than a star and cursing Hollywood for being blind, were all sincere.

If Lisa followed Cheng Daqi’s blueprint, she truly might achieve tens of millions of followers in the future.

“She…

well, I’m certainly not as good-looking as she is; my looks are after all Oriental, which might not fit American aesthetic preferences.”

Zhao Hongjin laughed at herself.

This wasn’t an easy comment to follow up on, and Cheng Daqi had to tactfully navigate it.

“Ha, this has nothing to do with appearance, and plus, the fans you’ll be facing in the future will be from Hua Country on Douyin.”

Cheng Daqi wasn’t even sure if Lisa would accept his invitation.

“CEO Cheng, you’re busy; I should head back now.

Message me on WeChat if there’s anything!”

After throwing Cheng Daqi a glance, Xiao Cheng said with a smile.

Having said that, the girl effortlessly slipped into her little Audi.

Cheng Daqi waved goodbye and watched as Zhao Hongjin drove off.

That hurdle was cleared; all was going well, and some unexpected developments had made things even smoother.

When you’re moving forward, there will be times of difficulty, but there are also incredible moments where everything just falls into place as if by divine intervention, like today.

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There shouldn’t be any major issues with Sun Dongxin.

Right now, Cheng Daqi was eagerly awaiting the money from Brother Sun.

Last night’s livestream was spectacular; all that’s missing now is the east wind, and in Hua Country, the east wind needs to be paid for.

Sitting in the Bentley sent by the raven-haired wealthy lady, Cheng Daqi opened a video call with Sun Dongxin.

Brother Sun, I don’t mean to disturb you so late at night, but time waits for no one.

I couldn’t discuss the details with Zhao Hongjin around just now.

Now I’ve woken you up; you mustn’t hold it against me.

If you really get angry, I’ll use money to compensate for your insomnia tonight!

So, at three-thirty in the morning Hua Country time, Sun Dongxin woke up with bleary eyes.

It wasn’t that the chairman had neglected to set his phone to silent when sleeping; it was because he cared a lot about Xiao Cheng.

But, while I care about you, you’ve been playing too many mind games with me.

Xiao Cheng, you’re really something else!

“That’s not right, CEO Cheng, do you know about something on Earth called time difference?”

Climbing out of bed in his boxer shorts, he went to the bathroom to take the call.

Actually, Sun Dongxin wasn’t really angry; he was merely using the opportunity to make it difficult for him.

He had been through many storms; being woken up in the middle of the night wasn’t a big deal.

“Sorry, Brother Sun, money never sleeps, and it knows no time zones!”