My American magical life
Chapter 333 - 333 12 Your Goals Are More Unserious Than the Next_2

333: Chapter 12 Your Goals Are More Unserious Than the Next_2 333: Chapter 12 Your Goals Are More Unserious Than the Next_2 Cheng Daqi’s words were interesting.

Li Haiping pondered for a moment before tentatively asking.

“CEO Cheng, are you thinking of opening a Hua Country cuisine restaurant?”

Seeing CEO Cheng nod, Elder Li said somewhat anxiously.

“Hua Country cuisine restaurants are really not a good business.

I’ve seen too many restaurant owners go under.

Those so-called American Chinese restaurants mostly cater to Hua Country people; they can only be opened near Chinatown.

CEO Cheng, you must consider this carefully.”

The eunuch is in a hurry before the emperor, Elder Li’s words made CEO Cheng laugh.

“Elder Li, you don’t understand, this involves cultural export and cultural influence.

My MCN company is the future of the cultural industry.

Forget it, it’s pointless to explain to you.

About the work visa, you just contact Eris directly, set up the company under your name, we’ll do a sixty-forty split on the profits, and you’ll take forty!

First, get the company up and running, then we’ll design the model in detail later,” said Cheng.

CEO Cheng needed cash flow and reliable people he could use.

His current venture was approaching the scale of his previous life’s chain fitness company at its largest, but neither Shanhaiguan nor MAS were yet capable of generating their own cash flow.

“CEO Cheng, I’ll get on it as fast as I can!” Elder Li replied excitedly.

Sixty-forty split!

CEO Cheng, you are my God!

“Elder Li, do a good job, don’t disappoint me!”

CEO Cheng said with a smile and a nod.

Elder Li had survived several tests and was deeply involved in many of Cheng Daqi’s affairs; he was indeed one of CEO Cheng’s core stakeholders.

Accordingly, it was necessary to give him ample return.

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“Chan, my new video got eighty thousand likes, eighty thousand!

Hahaha!

I’m the most beautiful woman in America!”

The investor came to inspect the company early in the morning, but her main purpose seemed to be to show off.

“Uh, Mi’er, calm down for a moment.

Eighty thousand likes is indeed impressive.

I always said you are the most beautiful girl in America,” Cheng reassured.

First, CEO Cheng pulled Temir up from his seat, then sat down himself, all the while casually responding to her.

MAS was a mountain of matters, and CEO Cheng was truly busy, with no time to dawdle with her.

“Huh, Chan, you sure change your face fast,” the raven-haired rich woman commented.

He’s so bad, but I still like him so much, yet I can’t give him the satisfaction.

“Mi’er, is there anything else?” Cheng asked.

If there’s nothing else, scurry off, don’t hang around dawdling.

“I’m an investor in MAS, I have the right to look at the company’s information.”

As she spoke, the raven-haired rich woman picked up a document from CEO Cheng’s desk.

It was an analysis of video data from an Indian guy about Zhao Hongjin’s videos.

CEO Cheng watched with amusement as Temir’s expression gradually turned from self-satisfied to gloomy.

“Yo, Mi’er, you’re quite quick at changing faces too.”

Cheng Daqi teased without any scruples, knowing just how explosive Zhao Hongjin’s data was.

All four of Zhao’s accounts started with tens of thousands of followers and each video she posted was captivating—at least they were top-notch for 2018.

The content was good, she was beautiful, the editing was good, again—beautiful, and the rhythm was good—did I mention beautiful?

In short, with just one video, each account achieved an increase of at least ten thousand followers.

It was the blue ocean era of short videos, and high-quality content was the trump card!

“Chan, you better tell me this Zhao isn’t that green tea bitch!”

Temir put down the file, fuming with rage, nearly grinding her teeth to bits.

“Sorry, she’s also a good friend of mine, not any green tea bitch.

Please watch your language,” Cheng replied, twirling his pen, enjoying the view of Temir blushing with anger.

“How could she get five million views with one video!”

The raven-haired rich woman felt numb, the disparity was just too vast.

She had tried her best to skirt the edge, showcasing her private jet to the fullest, but still lost horrendously.

“You might want to watch her video.” Cheng took out his phone and handed it to Temir.

In the video, Zhao stood gently in front of the camera, dressed in a blue-and-white porcelain-themed cheongsam, holding a microphone and singing.

The lighting was professional, and even the gleam in her eyes was well-designed.

The shooting was professional, with someone off-camera blowing a fan at her hair.

Her singing was professional, too, only slightly less so than a true professional singer—Zhao had taken Kunqu opera lessons seriously; her foundation was solid.

The most mind-blowing part was the song she chose — “My Motherland.”

This was Zhao’s music account, which initially did not have the best data.

But over time, due to its high-quality content, it emerged from the immense pool of singing videos and eventually became the most explosive one.

“Fak, why can’t I shoot something like this?

I’m even a shareholder of MAS!

I even signed a managed operations agreement with you!” Temir felt Cheng was being unfairly partial.

You two-faced dog man, all polite to me on the surface and doting on her behind my back!

“First, you distinctly rejected my suggestion; second, you’re a shareholder of MAS, but not a client, and MAS has more than one shareholder; third, refer to the first,” Cheng deflected Temir’s accusations with ease and even stretched lazily.

Mi’er, your offensive is too weak now.

It’s so boring, so unchallenging!

“I’ll invest another million dollars, and you will make me a video more splendid than hers!

I can sing too!” Temir declared extravagantly, throwing her money around, with Cheng only giving a faint smile in response.

Heh, you’re investing a million?

Do you think I need your money?

“Mi’er, the first round for MAS is still a long way off, I plan to raise at least ten million for the first round.

After securing the investment, we’ll strive to establish four to six regional creative centers in America, firmly cementing our industry position,” Cheng declared.