My American magical life
Chapter 374 - 374 31 CEO Cheng's First Rod Reeling_2

374: Chapter 31: CEO Cheng’s First Rod Reeling_2 374: Chapter 31: CEO Cheng’s First Rod Reeling_2 (Replying to the original poster) “Look, my Bentley alone is worth more than his five companies combined.

Shouldn’t you be calling me ‘daddy’?”

(Original poster replies) “Baidu identify image.jpg, shout what?”

(Original poster replies) “Where are you?

Keep shouting, won’t you?”

Huaihe Bay Fishing King (Jiangxi) “I feel like I’m witnessing someone else’s amazing life.

Is there like two modes in this world?

One for us ordinary people and another that only someone like Cheng Daqi could unlock.”

(Replying to the original poster) “You shouldn’t sell yourself short.

There are plenty of companies with a paid-in capital of a million.

It’s not all that much to begin with, and besides, that money might not be all his.”

If you’re looking for bridge financing to help pad the company’s paid-in capital figures, a million in paid-in capital might only cost tens of thousands to fake.”

(Original poster replies) “Can the beauties around him help find this bridge capital too?

Can his private jet also be rented for just a few tens of thousands?”

(Replying to the original poster) “No, are you seriously his fan?

Aren’t we all just haters here?”

(Original poster replies) “You can’t speak for others, you can only speak for yourself.”

Weibo hot search comment section:

Nalan Heliang (Guangdong) “I still don’t understand what’s going on.

The internet has been full of people cursing Cheng Daqi, but he hasn’t done anything illegal, right?”

(Replying to the original poster) “Rabble, just another ignorant netizen.”

The Miss Qiu who dreams of Tokyo (Xinjiang) “Up to now, my stance hasn’t changed.

Neither of these two are good news.

But if I had to say who is slightly worse, I’d think it’s Ai Guobei.”

(Replying to the original poster) “I agree with you; Ai Guobei’s first article blasting Cheng Daqi had some really weird logic.

He’s just fooling the regular netizens.”

Pikachu Chieftain (America) “You guys really have zero clue about cease and desist letters, huh?

These things don’t have any legal force.

Plain and simple, it’s just a fancy notice.

Cheng Daqi can’t do anything rash, so he opted to send out a cease and desist letter.

It’s an ineffectual gesture, at best.”

(Replying to the original poster) “You and Ai Guobei are the same kind of person, huh?

You just can’t stand to see America have even a small flaw, can you?”

(Original poster replies) “For someone at your level of understanding, I think saying more is just a waste.”

Let me just say this: Modern society is a society of interests.

All this so-called ‘civilization’, ‘nation’, ‘justice’, ‘morality’ is fake.

If you have low comprehension, just learn more and don’t go around biting people willy-nilly.”

(Replying to the original poster) “You’ve never witnessed civilization, betrayed your own country, never acted justly, and lacked any semblance of morality in your heart, that’s why you have such views, and that’s why you have the arrogance to randomly accuse others!”

(Original poster replies) “Do you know me to be defining me like this?

Who’s being arrogant?”

….99 floors plus….

Times are changing!

(Ningxia) “The weird thing about this incident is, I had never heard of Cheng Daqi before, but suddenly he’s trending on several platforms.

What’s up with that?”

(Replying to the original poster) “Just a scheming man, nothing but intentionally stealing the spotlight from my ‘brother’s’ hot search, huh.”

A Name That’s Legally OK (Tianjin) “Ai Guobei, this Lao Deng, is genuinely nauseating.

I don’t care who Cheng Daqi is—if he can take down Ai Guobei, I’ll be his fan from now on.”

Public account comment section:

MIAO’s (Sichuan) “He sent out a cease and desist letter, is Ai Guobei going to lose this time?”

Will I dream of her tonight?

(Shanxi) “The California Governor is badass!

What Ai Guobei did is really disgusting, going after the Governor with no reason, biting like a mad dog.”

Salted Roast Han Meimei (Shandong) “Eh, am I the only one questioning this?

Wasn’t there already an official media takedown piece on Cheng Daqi?

So why does it seem like there are more people in the comments siding with Cheng Daqi?”

Why?

Because I’ve employed an army of internet commenters!

CEO Cheng, focused on his lunchtime meal, picked up a piece of crispy bone fish with his chopsticks and noticed the doubts in the public account’s comment section.

He expertly remotely instructed Xiao Cao to increase the flow of comments.

The internet can have its compilations, but it also has no memory.

As long as things are washed away quickly enough, even the filthiest of deeds can be muddled through—CEO Cheng, however, was no filth.

Compared to those dark-hearted capitalists beyond description in human language, CEO Cheng was like a law-abiding little cabbage, pure and adorable.

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CEO Cheng’s shot had been fired, and Ai Guobei, who didn’t yet realize he had entered a vast web, saw no immediate danger to the situation.

After all, he was previously unaware of Shanhaiguan’s existence.

On this point, Ai Guobei had miscalculated.

He thought Cheng Daqi was just a regular internet celebrity, acting out against Cheng Daqi’s video content out of disgust and a subconscious desire to defend his spiritual homeland with reckless abandon.

But now, CEO Cheng’s response was timely, and it came in the form of a firm cease and desist letter.

Ai Guobei felt he was in a reactive position.

“Teacher Ai, should we delete the article first?”

His assistant reminded him from the side.

This was the most prudent suggestion, and Ai Guobei was tempted.

He prided himself as spiritually American and loved his country, but deep down, he was ultimately an opportunist.

Opportunists lack integrity and backbone; the moment things don’t go well or as soon as the wind from above shifts slightly, Ai Guobei would immediately change his behavior.

However…

Ai Guobei knew things weren’t that simple; this time, the “hunt” for Cheng Daqi was conducted with his media friends.

A long time ago, perhaps twenty years before, Ai Guobei had many friends in the media.

Back then, he was an ambitious young man, involved in great deeds for the benefit of the country and its people.

But as time passed, Ai Guobei’s opportunistic nature became fully exposed, and many of the people he used to know no longer saw him as a friend; he had gradually moved away from the center of the public opinion sphere.

If Ai Guobei listened to his assistant’s advice, he might indeed escape unscathed from CEO Cheng’s big hook.

This was completely unexpected to CEO Cheng—regarding the content and wording, his lawyer’s letter had been submissive enough, but Ai Guobei’s spine was even softer.

But Ai Guobei had his own small clique, and those few journalists from the N faction were some of his few remaining media friends.

If because of CEO Cheng’s mere lawyer’s letter he turned into a shrinking turtle today, those remaining friends might also…

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“Ding~”

While Ai Guobei hesitated, entangled in thoughts of how to kneel more gracefully, his mobile phone rang.

It was a friend from the N faction’s Urban Stories, the one who wrote the article “Bumping into Accountant Jia, the Unlawful Internet Celebrity Cheng Daqi’s Scripted Life.”

“Old Ai, can you talk?” The voice on the phone was quite calm.

“Yeah, go ahead.”

Ai Guobei leaned back in his chair, feeling that his recent actions had been foolish.

Cursing at Cheng Daqi wouldn’t make money, so why did I do such a foolish thing?

Now it’s troublesome, sigh.

“Old Ai, didn’t you play that recording for us that night?

Release the recording,” the journalist on the other end of the line said.

Ai Guobei gave a wry smile and rubbed his face, replying earnestly.

“Let’s just drop this matter, okay?

Making a big fuss won’t lead to a good ending.”

Ai Guobei, he had been hopping up and down in the public opinion field of Hua Country for decades as the ultimate opportunist, and his groveling was just that quick.

When he bombarded the comprador brothers back in the day, people above liked to listen, and he could freely curse.

But now, with no one to back him, it was impossible for him to truly fight for his spiritual homeland.

Just as that netizen said, Ai Guobei never acted with justice, and his heart lacked any trace of morality.

“Old Ai, I wrote that article because I respected you.

If you fucking run off like this, what about me?”

The N faction journalist on the phone was getting anxious.

His article was “adapted from real-life events,” and if Ai Guobei cowered now, this implied that Ai Guobei’s “real-life events” weren’t real enough, turning his article into evidence of his crimes.

Ai Guobei might be a stray dog, able to shamelessly continue scraping by.

But he was on the payroll, and if Ai Guobei abandoned the cause, he couldn’t avoid facing punishment.

Speaking of which, he and Ai Guobei were friends, but that was just because they both detested the country together; why should he go out on a limb for Ai Guobei?

“Are you going to speak up?

If you don’t release that recording, Old Ai, we’ve known each other for a long time.”

Seeing Ai Guobei silent, the N faction journalist started to threaten directly.

He and Ai Guobei were old friends, kindred spirits, and got along well; if he wanted to take down Ai Guobei, he could get him banned across the entire network within three days.

Ai Guobei was increasingly feeling that things were moving beyond his expectations, beyond his control.

He subconsciously wanted to dodge the issue, but he had already backed himself into a corner.

“Alright, I promise you, I’ll publish it right now.”