My American magical life
Chapter 279 - 279 121 I don't have a light come over and light my cigarette!

279: Chapter 121 “I don’t have a light, come over and light my cigarette!

279: Chapter 121 “I don’t have a light, come over and light my cigarette!

Cao Yueyue was actually somewhat incredulous.

She had received a bunch of messages from Cheng Daqi that morning, and as the prime player of Shanhaiguan, she naturally didn’t dare slack off on CEO Cheng’s orders.

However, after reading CEO Cheng’s messages, Cao Yueyue entered a state of bewildered fear and shock.

Cheng ‘Find a flowerpot or vase, made of porcelain, and make sure there is no production date on it, then pawn it at Dongxin’s pawnshop.’

Cheng ‘Don’t include any information about the production factory, production date, or any modern terminology.

Acknowledge and respond as soon as possible!’

Xiao Cao was scared.

She was here to work, not to go to jail!

Cheng Daqi’s train of thought was so unorthodox and terrifying that he wanted her, an employee with only a few thousand in monthly salary, to commit such an obviously illegal act.

CEO Cheng, even if you are my boss, I can’t follow such an order…

Cao ‘CEO Cheng, have you had too much to drink?’

Cao ‘I really don’t mean any offense, but, won’t this action be illegal?’

Cheng Daqi replied to Cao Yueyue’s messages in front of Zhao Hongjin.

Cheng ‘I’ve already settled things with President Sun; after you find the goods just pawn it directly at Dongxin’s pawnshop.

I’ll be responsible for all the signing and stamping, it has nothing to do with you.’

Cheng ‘This is the company’s special financing clause; just by making a trip for the company, you could bring in fifteen million for us.

You don’t bear any risk.

I will return to the country next week, and then there will be an official investment signing ceremony with Dongxin.’

In the deal with Sun Dongxin, the most important thing was not the mortgage itself.

Both of them were aware that the mortgage, full of loopholes in the operating process, didn’t have much binding power.

The so-called clause that if Cheng Daqi defaulted, Sun Dongxin would sue on this basis was actually a bottom-line clause.

What really prevented Cheng Daqi from taking the money and running away was the agreement that he must return to the country within three weeks.

Seeing Cheng Daqi’s message, Cao Yueyue was very conflicted in her heart.

After thinking for a long time, she finally made up her mind.

Cao ‘CEO Cheng, rest assured, I will do my best to carry out this task!’

Cheng ‘Don’t act as if you’re making a sacrifice for the company.

It’s a small matter.

Go, act now!’

Damn capitalists!

Pah!

Cao Yueyue cursed Cheng Daqi in her heart and got up to find the collateral.

Cheng ‘Also, at eleven in the morning, have everyone join the video conference; the company may be starting a new business line.

President Sun wants Shanhaiguan to help Dongxin operate the group’s short video operations, and I see potential here.

In the web1.0 era, many internet firms thrived by creating web pages for various clients.

This is a great opportunity.

Applying the same concept to the field of short videos, Shanhaiguan can also become an entity that helps clients operate short video ‘web pages’.

Have everyone draft a proposal.

Have it done before the meeting, and I’ll review each one during the video conference!’

Cao ‘Acknowledged.

Everyone, regardless of position, to write a proposal, completed before the eleven o’clock meeting, and you’ll review each one in the meeting.

May I share your just-expressed thoughts to the larger group chat?’

Cheng ‘Yes, it’s six in the morning over there now, right?’

Cao ‘Yes, would it be better to change it to six in the evening?

It would also be convenient for you.’

Cheng ‘No need to change it.

It’s supposed to be urgent, to see their enthusiasm and capability.’

With mas newly established, Cheng Daqi had been busy getting the employees to sort out the work process and company framework.

He couldn’t relax his efforts in Shanhaiguan either.

Entrepreneurship is never an easy task.

The only difference between business and the battlefield is that in business, the clash of swords and shadows doesn’t directly draw blood.

(Those who hammer people are an exception)

But the struggles in the business realm are exceedingly brutal, and even the winners can’t always take all, while the losers will likely have no place to rest.

Cheng Daqi had already lost once; this time, he didn’t want to lose!

Having an information advantage is one thing, but Cheng Daqi still had to work hard to transform this advantage into tangible strength and money.

Asking everyone to draft proposals, Cheng Daqi didn’t expect any surprises; he was aware that most of his employees were ordinary people.

What seemed like a foolish order was actually the best solution for a small company.

Cheng Daqi didn’t understand them, and without understanding, he couldn’t manage them.

Cheng Daqi simply hoped that by doing this, the employees would know that the boss was seriously watching them, and to allow himself to understand his Hua Country employees better.

If anyone wanted to reach a little higher, to climb a little further, they would embrace this opportunity.

Ambition is a good thing, and Cheng Daqi was willing to give chances to those who were ambitious and capable.

As a boss, Cheng Daqi didn’t fear his employees having ambition; he feared them lacking drive.

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Saint Rodu, ten-thirty in the morning.

Scott drove Cheng Daqi and his party to the base of the mas company building.

“Chan, I really can’t imagine that you actually started a company here; my God, would they even let a black man in?”

Kernor couldn’t stop expressing his astonishment.

In a world where the lower class was predominately black, work typically involved gang involvement, drug trafficking, or some poorly paid manual labor.

The hefty black man never thought he’d be able to work in such an office building.

“Of course, they wouldn’t let a black man in.

Later, when we enter through the main entrance with Chen, you can crawl through the ventilation ducts.”

Scott mercilessly teased his good buddy.

“The building is only a couple dozen stories high; I’m sure you can make it to the rooftop.”

The bulky black man actually believed what Scott said, as in his mind, crawling through vents was indeed a way into a building.

As someone whose intelligence nearly broke through the lower limits of normal human beings, Kernor stood in front of the main entrance amidst everyone’s puzzled gazes.

He was looking around for the entrance to the ventilation duct!

Even the experienced Cheng Daqi couldn’t help but laugh.

“Okay, Cole, follow me, just follow me.”

Sani, the dark-skinned girl, had been quite nervous, but now with Kernor as her backbone, she found a kind of confidence.

“Cole, stop looking.

You’re too fat, you won’t fit in the ventilation ducts.”

Scott nudged Kernor with his shoulder, saying with a wicked smile.

The hefty man was angry, unwilling to deal with the blonde veteran, and gave him a fierce glare.

But considering the veteran’s strength, Kernor ultimately didn’t lay a hand on him.

The elevator reached the floor of mas, and Cheng Daqi led a few of his hefty teammates out of the elevator.

“Regarding the filming schedule for the two of you, I’ve already made arrangements with the staff, just follow the plan for today.

Sani, come with me, I’ll introduce you to a teacher.”

The innate abstract and the acquired social-media-phenom types didn’t require much attention from Cheng Daqi, but dark-skinned Sani was different.

Cheng Daqi hoped she could develop some photography skills or something else, for that matter.

Sani didn’t have her goofball brothers’ talents; for her, learning a craft wouldn’t be a bad idea.

“Teige, this is the person I told you about.

When Zhao comes over this afternoon, take her and involve her in your shoot.”

Cheng Daqi called the Indian guy to his office and assigned Sani to his team.

However, after Teige left, Sani had something she wanted to say to Cheng Daqi.

“Cheng, I want to go back to school, starting from middle school is fine.”

Sani was very serious, and her tone was grave.

She had considered this carefully.

“The gap between us is too great, and I don’t have any skills or knowledge.

I can’t even help you, and I don’t like that feeling.”

Cheng Daqi looked into Sani’s eyes and saw an unwavering determination in them.

Sani had always been a good girl, and when Cheng Daqi was looking for people to join him in his business venture, they had all agreed without hesitation.

But Cheng Daqi’s rise was too rapid; he had leveraged every bit of strength he could borrow to erect the company’s framework in such a short time.

Now, Sani couldn’t keep up with Cheng Daqi’s pace, and he was aware of this.

According to his plan, he wanted Sani to continue learning a craft, but Sani had other ideas.

“Sani, we are family, and I respect your wishes.

However, in the future, mas will offer a comprehensive training system for its signees, and you can follow this system.

If you start from middle school, it might take ten years before you can help me, and I can’t wait that long.”

Cheng Daqi was very clear that the talent gap between individuals wasn’t that big.

With enough time, Sani would be able to grow into a reliable girl.

But Cheng Daqi didn’t want Sani to stray too far from him.

She was his most important friend and his family.

He wanted to keep Sani close enough where he could ensure her safety.

Of course, Sani wouldn’t refuse Cheng Daqi’s arrangement and ultimately, at Cheng Daqi’s urging, she decided to stay at mas, close to Cheng Daqi.

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At OC Headquarters, Temir had already been waiting in her exclusive office for half an hour.

She had arrived at 10 a.m., thinking her plan was perfect: arrive late, and make Cheng Daqi, who was desperately waiting for her, wait a good hour.

As wonderful as fantasies are, reality often slaps you in the face.

Temir had calculated everything but hadn’t expected that Cheng Daqi had been in a meeting until 5:30 a.m.

He was only dragged out of his bed by Sani at almost ten in the morning—since he was so exhausted he didn’t even snore, Sani thought Cheng Daqi had kicked the bucket and was nearly scared to tears.

So, the person who ended up desperately waiting was the black-haired rich woman who thought she could make Cheng Daqi desperately wait.

The boomerang came back to hit Temir, and her inner world was in turmoil.

During the wait, the black-haired rich woman gradually started to regret her rudeness from yesterday.

If only she had been gentler, if only…

“Knock!

Knock!

Knock!” There came a knock at the door.

“Oh my God, I can’t believe the privilege it is to see the CEO of mas.

Respected Mr.

Cheng, I had thought that a successful person like you wouldn’t need to personally manage the company anymore, considering how large your company is and with all those professional talents.”

The black-haired rich woman started talking with her unmistakably sarcastic tone.

Even though she had just been regretting inside, now that Cheng Daqi was in front of her, she started with her acerbic comments again.

Cheng Daqi smiled meaningfully at her, pulled up a chair, and placed it right in front of Temir’s desk.

He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pinched one between his fingers, placed it in his mouth, and then pretended to be puzzled as he said.

“Mi’er, didn’t you see I want to smoke?

Come over and light it for me!”

The black-haired rich woman’s life perspective was thrown into question by Cheng Daqi’s actions.

The West Coast, this magical West Coast, why does he dare to be so brash!

“Cheng?

I didn’t hear that clearly, could you say it again?”

The black-haired rich woman thought she was hallucinating.

“I didn’t bring a lighter, come over and light my cigarette!”

Arrogance was what Cheng Daqi was aiming for; he hadn’t forgotten the embarrassment of being chased away by Temir the previous day.

Temir, I brought ten million Dollars today just to have you light my cigarette obediently, that’s not too much to ask for, right?