My American magical life
Chapter 235 - 235 93 The Moment It Began He Stepped onto the Chessboard_2

235: Chapter 93: The Moment It Began, He Stepped onto the Chessboard_2 235: Chapter 93: The Moment It Began, He Stepped onto the Chessboard_2 Three accounts had to be launched one after another, and the arrangement of various contents required Cheng Daqi’s personal follow-up.

These tasks, if left to Zhao Hongjin alone, she might not do them well.

Knowing this task needed a hands-on approach, Zhao Hongjin lacked an understanding of the difficulty involved in making short videos.

In the future, Cheng Daqi planned to sign her to the parent company of Shanhaiguan Media China, while her account’s actual operation and filming would be supported and assisted by the American subsidiary.

The phone suddenly rang, and Cheng Daqi looked at the caller ID, lost in thought.

“Chan, your sixty-thousand-dollar deal is done!”

Although Eris had put it cryptically, Cheng Daqi understood the implication, the West Coast dream chaser had brought him some good news.

Today was full of good news from start to finish.

“How did it happen so fast?” Cheng Daqi asked.

Cheng Daqi was all too familiar with the pace at which America got things done, or to put it this way—it was neck and neck with the Qing Dynasty.

Eris had taken no time at all, moving faster than Temir had when securing Greek citizenship for him, which was outrageous.

“You’re paying for the service, so you naturally get better quality.

I’ll have Riel deliver the stuff to you tomorrow.

The next step is to introduce you to a client, one beyond your imagination.”

Eris spoke with a hint of showing off, his speech laden with self-aggrandizement.

He was feeling insecure, afraid that Cheng Daqi would drop the ball and quit.

“Sure, what time?” Cheng Daqi understood this meant meeting a truly influential congressman or candidate.

For Eris, this was a pivotal leap.

Having been on the West Coast for so long, he had always been at the bottom rung of the bigwig ladder, and whether he could move up depended on this deal.

“Uncertain, I’ll let you know.

This isn’t up to us; we’ll wait for the right moment, and I’ll notify you in advance.”

Eris’s explanation aroused the curiosity within Cheng Daqi.

“Isn’t it normal to send an underling to talk about this kind of thing first?”

What he actually meant: Lao Deng, come clean, what’s going on here?

It’s not common to meet the big boss straight away.

The West Coast dream chaser stroked his chin beard; he hadn’t expected Cheng Daqi to be so perceptive.

“He’s just a candidate at the moment, currently on vacation, uncertain when he will return.”

A candidate, what kind of big shot is that?

Cheng Daqi didn’t understand.

After hanging up the phone and looking at the names on his mobile screen, he fell into deep thought.

Domo had once solemnly warned him that Eris was no ordinary person and hoped that Cheng Daqi would be cautious and not fall for Eris’s tricks.

But he warned too late.

At that time, Cheng Daqi was still a street wanderer.

For a mere eight hundred dollars, in order to leverage Eris’s influence to promote his own last-ditch strategy, he had dealt with Eris.

Later, ABC set a trap for Cheng Daqi, and he got even more entangled with Eris.

Then came cooperation on citizenship services, binding the two very tightly on a financial level.

But now Cheng Daqi didn’t need to worry about Eris causing him trouble.

Oh, how times have changed!

Who is Cheng Daqi associating with now?

Compared to Gru, Temirbi, and Eris, he’s just a small fry (meaning a small shrimp).

However, the cooperation with Eris is still very important; this agent will find a great congressman to take his ultimate scheme straight to the American Congress on Capitol Hill.

The last-ditch ploy was too incisive, linking abortion with patriotism, which was extremely beneficial for intensifying America’s contradictions.

In reality, establishing the American subsidiary of Shanhaiguan was precisely to spread his last-ditch ploy, aiming to exacerbate the contradictions between the two parties in America and the ordinary people who support them.

As his thoughts became clearer, Cheng Daqi glanced out the car window.

Even through the glass, he could feel the chill brought by the autumn rain in Saint Luo.

His gaze was electric as he watched the traffic come and go.

The prosperity of America was in its prime.

Even as icebergs crumbled unseen in the depths, the peaks above the water appeared no different than before.

Cheng Daqi was a Reincarnator, always able to see the raging currents hidden behind the mists of the era.

But his own power was too weak; he knew where the opportunity lay, yet was powerless to seize it.

Now, he had found the leverage to enter the game on the political landscape with Eris, and on the business front with Temir—a point of leverage to stir even greater, tumultuous waves.

America was on the verge of a surging undercurrent, and he was truly stepping into the game.

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In the morning, Cheng Daqi was awakened by Kernor’s resounding practice.

The kung fu kid loved his morning workouts, complete with the occasional shout.

It was his self-taught secret technique.

Not only Cheng Daqi but also Scott was woken up by the noise.

The blond man with a ponytail gave Kernor the middle finger from the window, without uttering a single swear word.

He admired the ambitious, chubby black guy.

While eating breakfast, Cheng Daqi frowned as he scanned the messages Lisa sent him last night.

Lisa had replied too late; Cheng Daqi had already gone to bed.

At half-past eleven, Lisa chose to keep up the pretense.

Lisa: “It’s no problem at all, you know what Mi’er is like, she loves teasing her friends.”

Five minutes later, tormented by anxiety, Lisa couldn’t take it anymore and finally asked.

Lisa: “When will you return the 2000 Dollars I lent you?”

Three minutes later, Lisa started to regret it.

Lisa: “I’m not rushing you to pay me back, just remembered it and mentioned it, you know, just chatting between friends, haha (cute)”

Seven minutes later, Lisa agonized over her message for a long time, trying to explain herself, but her explanation was weak.

Lisa: “Chan, actually, it’s okay if you pay me back later; I’m not rushing you, I’m really not.”

Four minutes later, under a lot of pressure, the blond girl started to talk nonsense.

Lisa: “Are you out of money?

When your company is set up, you can use the company’s money to pay yourself a salary.”

A minute later, her CPU completely crashed.

Lisa: “I don’t mean to rush you about the money; I’m just saying, I’m not in a hurry, just pay me back when you receive your salary.”

Half a minute later, after her CPU crashed, Lisa booted up a new train of thought and started spewing ‘Gold Coins’.

Lisa: “Getting paid will take a while, I’ll transfer 5000 Dollars to you for now, use it first, Chan, don’t get me wrong.”

Lisa: “If you run out, just tell me, we’re good friends, I’ll help you.”

Lisa: “In any case, I’m really not rushing you to pay me back, don’t feel pressured, and don’t get the wrong idea.”

Yesterday was filled with good news for Cheng Daqi, so he slept soundly through the night.

But now, he sighed with regret.

He knew that last night, one of his poor yet kind-hearted friends probably didn’t sleep well at all.

Lisa, oh Lisa, you do carry a bit of a people-pleaser personality.

Cheng: “Got it.

To not let my investors down, I plan to pay myself a salary of one Dollar a month.”

He was still worried about living expenses, but Lisa had lent him money just in time, which moved him.

Right after Cheng Daqi finished typing, Lisa replied almost instantly.

Lisa: “One Dollar a month?

Are you kidding me?”

After taking a sip of milk, Cheng Daqi realized Lisa was indeed quite smart; her CPU, having burnt out last night, had already adjusted today.

The girl was really smart, just sometimes a bit naive.

Cheng Daqi pondered for a moment, not replying right away.

He was considering how to pry Lisa away.

It was not easy, especially since Cheng Daqi couldn’t offer a high salary at the moment.

Lisa was a bona fide American elite worker, a minor shareholder with a successful startup in the OC perfume industry.

Since he couldn’t match her salary expectations, he had to put effort into other aspects.

For example, a sense of involvement.

Cheng: “Glad you got that I was teasing you.

I went to sleep early last night and didn’t see your message.

Today I’m going to check out the office Mi’er has prepared for me.

Interested in coming over to give me some advice and guidance, respected Miss Lisa?”

First, trick her into coming over, get her to partake in the new company’s activities now and then.

Time will tell, and there will eventually be a chance to persuade her.

Lisa: “Respected Miss Lisa?

Are you mocking me with that title?”

The blond woman felt Cheng Daqi’s malice was abrupt—she really thought Cheng Daqi was mocking her for some inexplicable reason.

Cheng: “You are my respected shareholder, Miss Lisa,

without you, there would be no company,

without you, the future of America’s short-video industry would lose its brightest star,

I sincerely invite you with the utmost respect, please come and offer a bit of guidance for the company.”

Lisa: “That’s a bit cheesy…

”

Cheng: “Coming?”

Lisa: “Coming!”

The first step to prying someone away, getting them out, achieved!