My American magical life
Chapter 265 - 265 114 When you hesitate to choose which road to take you might have already embarked on the journey for quite some time_2

265: Chapter 114 When you hesitate to choose which road to take, you might have already embarked on the journey for quite some time_2.

265: Chapter 114 When you hesitate to choose which road to take, you might have already embarked on the journey for quite some time_2.

“I haven’t read it…

briefly talk about your thought process in choosing it.”

CEO Cheng wasn’t a cultured youth who had read extensively.

He originally wanted Zhao Hongjin’s book-reading journey to start with Lu Xun but hadn’t expected that Sister Zhao would choose a foreign book.

“It’s normal that you haven’t read it; the author was a 19th-century theologian, and this book was considered a science fiction work in that era.

“A theologian who wrote a science fiction book ended up with both sides indifferent to his work, but in fact, its content is fascinating.

Including ‘1984,’ ‘Brave New World,’ ‘The Three-Body Problem,’ all have been more or less inspired by him.”

Sun Dongxin felt out of place at the table with the other two.

Cheng Daqi and Zhao Hongjin seemed to be having a great time, while he felt forgotten.

The lively atmosphere belongs to you; my only companion is the delicious meal.

The so-called top chef team was also contacted by Temir for Cheng Daqi.

CEO Cheng had organized the lunch rather hastily today, but fortunately, friends from all sides were quite supportive, and things went fairly smoothly.

However, when Zhao Hongjin said one sentence, Sun Dongxin slowed his chewing.

“Daqi, I thought I could handle those three accounts well, but now I’m thinking, what if I open another one, so I can manage four accounts at the same time?”

Zhao Hongjin is that most terrifying kind of person CEO Cheng had encountered: born into privilege, extremely smart, and incredibly hardworking in everything she does, taking life, career, and herself very seriously.

Sun Dongxin was shocked by Zhao Hongjin’s words; this girl was really pushing herself.

“That’s possible, tell me your thoughts.”

If his most talented subordinate wanted to work even harder, as the company’s boss, Cheng Daqi naturally would not be unwilling.

“I’m currently studying business at PPD.

I can turn the knowledge I gain into videos to share with others.

In the process of sharing, I can improve myself and also offer value.

In the future, I might also transform this account to focus on business case studies and corporate analysis.

Moreover, managing four accounts is mathematically more advantageous than managing three.

What do you think?”

‘Clap, clap, clap!’

Unable to get a word in, Sun Dongxin chose to applaud directly.

“CEO Cheng, your friend is just as outstanding as you are,” he commented humbly.

Cheng Daqi replied modestly.

“We’re just learning from each other.

President Sun is the real veteran here.

If you’re willing to help us out, we could advance even faster.

The field of short video content creation is an open market, and Shanhaiguan is just missing your support now.”

“President Sun, I’ve walked you around all morning, and you’ve met Little Zhao.

You’ve clearly heard what we were just discussing; we’re serious about making short videos, not just using fundraising as a pretense to take your money.

So now that you understand, give us a straight answer.”

As for whether CEO Cheng was a fraudster or not, Sun Dongxin had long since stopped fretting over it.

There’s a saying that goes, ‘When you hesitate about which path to choose, you might have already been on your way for quite a while.’

Lin Cheng to Saint Luo-Rodu across the Pacific Ocean is no fictitious distance, and Sun Dongxin needed to make a decision.

Though a mist surrounded Cheng Daqi, through the blurring haze hidden by the fog, Sun Dongxin, relying on his own experience, saw an extraordinary soul.

Whether he was a demon or an angel, as long as he could bring profits, that was enough—Sun Dongxin was convinced that Cheng Daqi was someone who could achieve great things.

Even if Cheng Daqi lacked those connections, Sun Dongxin was willing to invest in Shanhaiguan.

However, the specifics of the investment required careful planning.

“CEO Cheng, with your capabilities, finding the right investment for Shanhaiguan is no problem at all.

There are so many professional investment firms, why did you choose me?”

Zhao Hongjin put her spoon down and discreetly perked up her ears, listening intently to the negotiation between Cheng Daqi and Sun Dongxin.

One was an entrepreneur and friend she greatly admired, the other was a top business tycoon with billions in assets in Hua Country.

Zhao Hongjin was eager to hear their conversation.

She was anything but aloof at heart.

Having agreed to Cheng Daqi’s request to perform in front of Sun Dongxin for so long today, she already felt it was impolite.

But if it could help Cheng Daqi, Zhao Hongjin felt her sacrifice was meaningful.

“CEO Sun, you’re well aware I only have a college diploma, and from the perspective of industry experience, to a standard investment firm, I’m considered quite unorthodox.”

“In the business world, being unorthodox is never a problem; whether a founder is unorthodox has nothing to do with the company’s future prospects.”

“So, by a twist of fate, I sought you out over the matter with Chang Fan, and as you know the rest, I’ve gradually reached where I am today.”

Cheng Daqi’s response was nothing if not sincere; he laid bare all his shortcomings, with no attempt to conceal or hide anything.

He was correct, and Sun Dongxin greatly appreciated Cheng Daqi’s comments.

Educational background and personal history have always been mere embellishments rather than decisive factors in the realm of business.

Setting aside Cheng Daqi’s shortcomings, his executive ability, networking, and shrewd people skills were all top-notch.

However, the girl with the peach-blossom eyes sitting aside was startled by Cheng Daqi’s words.

“CEO Cheng, when you told me years ago that you graduated with a vocational diploma, I thought you were being modest!

“You’ve come all this way, with companies in both America and Hua Country.

You move among circles of beautiful women and handsome men, and even the restaurant you choose for dining is such a lovely estate.”

“And now, you’re telling me you truly only have a college diploma…”

Zhao felt her past perceptions shattering, as she was a firm materialist and an idealistic youth.

Yet, as a girl long influenced by Hua Country’s educational ideology, she still couldn’t comprehend how Cheng Daqi managed to stir up so much with just a college diploma.

“CEO Cheng, Dongxin could invest in Shanhaiguan, but understanding is mutual, I get that you have a lot of things going on in America, making it inconvenient to return home right now.

“That’s why I came from Ludao to have this face-to-face talk with you.

“But there’s still one problem with your Shanhaiguan regarding financing—can you actually return to the country?”

Cheng Daqi had laid his cards on the table, and Sun Dongxin had made his reservations clear.

His point was obvious: If you can’t return to the country, I can’t invest!

Today, Zhao Hongjin’s attitude made him realize something: even if he invested in Shanhaiguan, Cheng Daqi’s connections would have nothing to do with him.

People’s thoughts can change, and right now, Sun Dongxin was only considering investing in his company after seeing Cheng Daqi’s capability.

As for networking, CEO Sun no longer cared.

Even if he admired Cheng Daqi and was confident in his potential for success, Sun Dongxin’s money didn’t come easily; he had to be sure whether Cheng Daqi’s inability to return was temporary or permanent.

“I really don’t have time recently, I’ve got a lot of things piled up in America.

How about the week after next, that time should be no problem.”

Cheng Daqi thought for a moment before giving a serious answer.

Sun Dongxin shook his head, smiling as he said,

“CEO Cheng, I don’t understand what makes your MCN different from others, but I’m thankful you cleared up Chang Fan’s mess for me, and I’m optimistic about your success.

“However, you always say ‘next week, next week.’ Are the matters in America really that urgent?”

Of course, they were urgent.

Cheng Daqi had two pressing matters in America: One was helping Gru settle things with Niu Sen, and the other was meeting with that so-called important person with Eris.

The former involved immeasurable benefits, and the latter concerned Cheng Daqi’s aspirations to stay in the United States.

In Cheng Daqi’s mind, both of these issues outweighed the financing of Shanhaiguan.

“CEO Sun, the importance of my matters in America is irrelevant to the investment in Shanhaiguan.

“Investment isn’t pure science; in science, when you say, ‘Oh, I see now,’ you come up with the answers.

“But in investment, if you wait until you’ve fully understood, the price may have already doubled.

“Therefore, you have to take some risks.

“Besides, you’ve said you believe it won’t be difficult for me to secure financing with my capabilities.”

Cheng Daqi’s message was simple: If you’re afraid of risks, forget it.

Sun Dongxin was a mature businessman, and Cheng Daqi was sure that brother Sun would make the choice that best served his interests.

Sure enough, Sun Dongxin stretched out his finger and, pointing at Cheng Daqi with a smile, exclaimed,

“CEO Cheng, there’s no way that identity of yours could be real!

“I’m willing to invest, and moreover, I’m willing to put in more money without changing the percentage of the shares.

Thirty percent for fifteen million!

“Only, the specifics of the financing have to change.”