My American magical life
Chapter 322 - 322 7 Finally the First Time Showing Off and Getting Slapped in the Face!_2

322: Chapter 7 Finally, the First Time Showing Off and Getting Slapped in the Face!_2 322: Chapter 7 Finally, the First Time Showing Off and Getting Slapped in the Face!_2 Life isn’t easy, Ah Zhao sighed.

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“Ha, Chan, I thought you weren’t going to show up, hahaha.”

Domo gave CEO Cheng a warm hug as soon as he arrived, genuinely admiring all aspects of CEO Cheng.

“I actually wasn’t planning to come today, I’m too busy.

The new company has just been established, and I’m overwhelmed by endless trivial matters.

But when I thought that it was your first time inviting me, I told my secretary to push everything to tomorrow.

I decided to come to your party tonight first.”

As he spoke, CEO Cheng took the Moutai he brought over and raised it to introduce it.

“Moutai, Hua Country’s state banquet liquor, is this considered good wine?”

CEO Cheng’s eloquence could persuade a three hundred jin heavy black round millstone to shine clearly, so naturally, he had no difficulty winning over Domo, who was no match for the millstone.

Hearing CEO Cheng’s words, the chubby chef strongly clasped his shoulder and raised his other arm to introduce to the others in the room.

“Everybody, my best friend has brought the finest wine.

When Watergate visited Hua Country, he drank this wine during his meeting with the Hua people.

Its name is——”

At the end, the chubby chef gestured for CEO Cheng to speak.

Since Domo’s friends were also between the ages of twenty and thirty, CEO Cheng was very familiar with this kind of atmosphere.

Thinking about America’s preferences, CEO Cheng smiled, naturally raised the Moutai in his hand, and shouted loudly.

“King Moutai, the King Moutai with only a few hundred bottles produced each year!”

Ah!?

Ah Zhao was dumbfounded.

Bro, we bought the regular Moutai that’s three hundred dollars a bottle.

How come it turned into the King Moutai that’s limited to a few hundred bottles a year when it came out of your mouth?

King Moutai, what kind of nonsense name is that!

Unfortunately, Americans don’t understand CEO Cheng’s trickery.

They were excited, and some even cheered.

Perhaps Domo’s social circle was slightly more high-end, and there wasn’t the expected overwhelming, enthusiastic response, making CEO Cheng a bit disappointed.

“Chan, thank you so much, hahaha, I’ll save your wine for last!

Superman always makes his appearance at the end!”

As the organizer of the wine party, Domo knew CEO Cheng was bluffing, but he was willing to give CEO Cheng face.

“Ha, there’s one more thing, when it’s the turn for my bottle, I’ll have to limit it, just a small sip per person.

After all, this wine is too precious, hahaha.”

What CEO Cheng considered was the filming effect for Zhao Hongjin!

Domo thought CEO Cheng was showing off, but CEO Cheng has never been one to show off.

His purpose in doing everything was to help Ah Zhao make the wine party interesting.

“Chan, these are all small matters.

You said you started a new company, can you tell me more about it?”

The chubby chef pulled CEO Cheng into a corner with flowerpots and they chatted in front of the pots.

Domo knew CEO Cheng through the failed food truck venture, and later that guy even cooked for CEO Cheng for free.

“MCN, you can think of it as a company for internet celebrities.”

CEO Cheng lit a cigarette, looking out the small window at the coast of Long Beach.

He felt that things had changed.

When he first met Domo, he was a penniless vagrant, earning a few hundred dollars with day jobs and by ‘selling out’.

That’s why he treated Sani to a meal.

Now, in just a month, his two companies had gradually gotten on track.

The seeds for the future had been planted, just waiting for time to pass, for them to germinate and blossom.

“MCN?

You…

Chan, the last time I heard this term was when an investor was cursing the MCN company he had invested in.

Apparently, that company originally had several thousand YouTube celebrities, but due to a policy change by YouTube, the majority of those smaller internet celebrities lost their value overnight.

Are you sure now is a good time to start an MCN?”

Domo’s caution was genuine.

By nature, he was careful, and he felt that Cheng Daqi had chosen a risky industry.

CEO Cheng smiled and replied.

“I know about the case you’re talking about.

I did my research before getting into this industry.

YouTube’s Partner Program allows for ad revenue sharing, but this year YouTube adjusted the threshold for entering the Partner Program, and many MCN companies couldn’t sustain it.

Their strategy was to focus on quantity; as long as the numbers were there, they’d make money, so they had a lot of small internet celebrities.

But after YouTube’s policy change, these small celebrities became assets without income, so, those MCNs just…

My model is different, and the platform I’m relying on isn’t YouTube.”

Entrepreneurial CEO Cheng was serious.

He dared to accept financing from the black-haired rich lady and Sun Dongxin because he was confident!

“Relying on a platform…

Cheng, entrepreneurship within the platform ecosystem is actually not a good model.”

The risk coming from platform policy changes is just one aspect; what’s more important is that many businesses started within the platform lack irreplaceability.”

In the early days of the platform, they disdain to do small and meticulous businesses, but when the platform matures, MCNs that do the dirty and tiring jobs won’t be able to continue.”

Those top internet platform companies will only plunder every last penny.”

The fat chef really has skills, at least he has the business insight and breadth, after all his starting point is there.

“You’re right, but I won’t always just do the dirty and tiring work, haha.”

Let’s not talk about this, you said last time that you wanted to continue exploring opportunities in the catering industry, do you have any leads now?”

CEO Cheng had a clear path design for his future business territory, but he didn’t have to bare his soul to an ordinary friend who wasn’t even an investor, so, he steered the topic back to Domo’s direction.

“Uh, Cheng, I might lack a bit of your courage, or rather, a lot.”

The more I investigate entrepreneurship, the less reliable it seems to me.

For example, in 2017, there were over a thousand startups in Saint Rodu seeking financing, and out of these thousand, less than two hundred are still alive now.”

In the foreseeable future, a large number of these two hundred will die off, and in the end…

you know.”

Entrepreneurship is like gambling, I might lack a bit of the courage to place a bet.”

Everyone has their own worries, what Domo lacks is not the courage to bet, but the courage to try and err.

“It’s so normal to fail at startups, but you have more room to experiment than most people.

I suggest you stop obsessing over various risks; it’s meaningless, as risks cannot be avoided in action.”

“Even if you do fall on the way due to some reasons, the experience you’ve gained and the reliable contacts you’ve made won’t disappear.

They can become the support for your next startup attempt.”

CEO Cheng had already seen Domo’s problem; this guy simply lacked the mindset to take a gamble.

He had too much and was afraid of losing his family fortune, so he never dared to take the step to try.

“Ha~”

A meaningless interjection that expressed Domo’s helplessness, agreement, and hesitation.

He was wearing shoes, so he didn’t dare to step into that murky sea with ease.

“Is this an apartment or a flat villa?

Is it yours?”

CEO Cheng really liked the house where the wine tasting event was held, it was spacious and even had two stories.

The best part was that looking out from the window, the view of Long Beach was entirely within sight.

In the distance outside the window, you could even see the American Navy’s military harbor, and it seemed like an amphibious assault ship was docked there.

What man wouldn’t like such a house?

“This building was constructed by my family, I still have a few units in my hands, I can sell you one cheaply if you want.”

Yeah, the words of a property magnate’s son are indeed bold.

“Cheap?

Even cheap here would still cost millions, right?” CEO Cheng asked.

“Hahaha, this unit of mine is over five hundred square meters.

It might sell for thirty million dollars on the open market, but I can give you a 5% discount, that’s already very cheap.”

“Don’t think it’s expensive.

The clients here include Saudi princes, scions of Japanese financial conglomerates, tycoons from Hua Country or Brazil, and so on.”

“For just thirty million dollars, you can enjoy America’s top-tier residential services,” Domo replied.

Cheng, you lack the basic understanding of American mansions.

Thirty million dollars is about two hundred million in Hua currency, more than the valuation of CEO Cheng’s company in his previous life…

I’m really not worthy.

The self-contentment that CEO Cheng had felt in this period was shattered by this price.

He realized he was still a small fish, at least when it came to cash flow, he was far from ‘wealthy’.

The climb ahead was still long; he had to keep working hard.

“Domo, there’s been a problem, there’s….”

A waiter found the two men in a corner.

He paused halfway upon noticing Cheng Daqi’s presence and added oddly.

“Ah, you’re also here, sir, your female companion seems to have gotten into a dispute with other guests.”

A dispute involving Ah Zhao?

CEO Cheng raised an eyebrow; he was even somewhat expectant.

In the West Coast I, Cheng Daqi, might not be much, but in Saint Luo, heh.

Having been reborn for so long, is this finally my chance to show off and slap some faces?