My American magical life
Chapter 379 - 379 34 Cheng Daqi Clearly Understands His Own True Heart_2

379: Chapter 34 Cheng Daqi Clearly Understands His Own True Heart_2 379: Chapter 34 Cheng Daqi Clearly Understands His Own True Heart_2 Ai Guobei just haphazardly propelled CEO Cheng’s situation to a climax that not even CEO Cheng himself expected.

His recording was like a bomb, chilling the hearts of those netizens who sympathized with CEO Cheng because of the cease-and-desist letters—they declared, “We’ll never trust internet personalities again!”

So frickin’ angry, what’s wrong with him, my heart is broken!

Overnight, the tables turned; CEO Cheng’s image plummeted, and Ai Guobei started to strut about smugly.

If CEO Cheng were really just an ordinary internet celebrity, even with a million followers, he could only accept defeat in such a situation.

But CEO Cheng isn’t just an internet celebrity, oh no!

His Hua Country name is Cheng Daqi, and on the West Coast, people respectfully call him ‘Godfather.Chan’—of course, here it refers to his influence and power.

CEO Cheng had far-reaching ambitions; he found the moniker ‘Godfather’ too tacky for his taste.

Ever since his rebirth, Cheng Daqi madly built connections and companies, leveraged opportunities to climb up, swallowed so much humiliation, was looked down upon so often, and finally, with intelligence and courage, garnered much respect in Saint Luo of the West Coast.

In dealing with Ai Guobei, Accountant Jia, CEO Cheng was capable of a dimensional assault—and he indeed achieved it.

He and Accountant Jia had never met before, obviously weren’t friends, but when Cheng Daqi wanted to befriend Accountant Jia, Jia didn’t have the privilege to say no!

Ai Guobei was like the fool in a female-centric novel who treated the rules as if they were sacred decrees—he didn’t know that CEO Cheng was a real-world top dog.

CEO Cheng had hunted down top-level corrupt cop Gru, pulled strings with America’s local nobility Temir, and collaborated with the heir of the top group Dracula Biotech.

In CEO Cheng’s world, there are no rules, or rather, people like them treat rules like playthings.

Rules have always been the tools of the rulers, and CEO Cheng was already standing alongside some of America’s rulers.

Ai Guobei fancied himself spiritually American, and Accountant Jia was a foreigner who fled to America; compared to CEO Cheng, they might as well have their damage taken amplified—just one move from CEO Cheng and they would have to kneel!

But Ai Guobei was too embarrassing for CEO Cheng to bother with; even acting against Ai Guobei directly would feel beneath him.

Thus, CEO Cheng waved his hand, thunder struck, and Accountant Jia’s wailing was so intense he nearly wet himself in fear.

Accountant Jia knew plenty of people, but not a single one would confront Gru for his sake.

And CEO Cheng’s request wasn’t unreasonable, just to hold a press conference, clearing up some “rumors”; Accountant Jia would not say no.

Ultimately, when every piece of the scheme was revealed, Ai Guobei on the field became the biggest joke.

CEO Cheng was also called a clown, but he didn’t care.

The path upwards is always hard.

Cold indifference and prejudice are always so clamorous, never pausing for a moment.

As for the so-called lies and despicable tactics of CEO Cheng, that was even more nonsensical.

The societal control systems govern people’s hearts, and various invisible shackles make the already crowded, anguish-filled path to ascent all the more difficult.

With every step upwards, CEO Cheng gambled with himself.

What’s right and what’s wrong have never been absolute.

Cheng Daqi was clear about his own convictions.

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“His story isn’t a script; the person I know isn’t the one you’re talking about.

He may have flaws, but he’s a sincere person.

When I met him, he was a homeless man wandering the streets.

That so-called photo of him faking his death to deceive his fans is real; he was very sick at the time.

I met him through a friend’s introduction, took him to see a doctor, and his condition gradually improved.

And yes, his house, his lifestyle, his company are all real.

I played a part in helping, but the real reason is his own capability.

Chan is a very different person.

He’s intelligent, courageous, sincere, and I believed in his business model, which is why I became a shareholder of MAS.

MAS is Chan’s MCN company in America; his life in America is all real.

The private jet is real too, lent to him by me.

I did this as an investor and friend, out of concern for him.

I’m not sure what his relationship is with the person named ‘Jia Yue Ting’, but I believe he’s not a fraudster!”

Watching the latest post with pictures and text released on the dynamic video platform, Cheng Daqi fell silent.

It was Lisa who reminded him about this matter.

Temir’s personality has always been this way; she knew Cheng Daqi was facing difficulties but would not send even a single message of concern, prideful as she is.

Then, unbeknownst to Cheng Daqi, she posted a picture and text, explaining on behalf of Cheng Daqi.

The wealthy brunette’s tenderness always came with such a twist.

“When was Mi’er’s photo taken?

You look so disheveled, was it raining on you?”

The blonde white girl asked, referring to the picture included in Temir’s post.

Looking at that photo, Cheng Daqi recalled that night.

The rain was heavy that day, and Temir was impulsive as well, leading to some arguments.

Cheng Daqi stood at Temir’s doorstep waiting for an Uber.

In the photo, he was dressed in a strange set of sportswear, completely drenched, standing straight with his back to the camera.

After taking the photo, Temir stuffed the clothes he had prepared for Cheng Daqi into his hands and also let him use Mushang’s place.

Thinking of these things, CEO Cheng actually felt a subconscious urge to escape.

“More or less, haha, I should really thank Mi’er when I get back.”

Cheng Daqi chuckled and got up to leave.

“I’m off to meet with Boss Sun, Lisa, are you coming with me or doing your own thing?”

“Have you ever heard of ‘Golden Gate’?

I heard it’s still a military zone; I want to go check it out and film some interesting videos.”

Lisa had shot a lot of videos in Hua Country recently, driving her TIKTOK followers into a frenzy with the stunning beauty of Egret Island.

In the American public discourse, Hua Country seems like hell, where its people live in misery.

But Lisa’s videos shattered all doubts with the beauty and tranquility of Egret Island, despite the stubbornness of those prejudiced and discriminatory people.

Consequently, Lisa’s video comment section turned into a battleground, with the different American ideologies fighting fiercely.

Environmental activists claimed that Hua Country was eco-friendly while America was not.

The sexual minority argued that Hua Country wasn’t diverse enough, and eco-friendliness without diversity wasn’t genuine.

The democracy-minded folks insisted that people in Hua Country weren’t free enough to smoke drugs on the streets.

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Of course, the internet warriors were not absent; one from India argued that Lisa’s videos were fake, reasoning that Egret Island was just a small place in Hua Country, and it couldn’t possibly be prettier than New Delhi.

Lisa simply captured the real Egret Island, which garnered her massive traffic on TIKTOK.

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“Xiao Cheng, hey, with all this fuss, I think you might as well leave now.

We’ll just get the signing ceremony over with today so you can get away sooner.”

Brother Sun called out to Xiao Cheng again.

When things were going well for Cheng Daqi: CEO Cheng.

When facing adversities: Xiao Cheng.

But jokes aside, Sun Dongxin truly had Cheng Daqi’s back.

Sign the contract and hit the road, settling your issues and hastily escaping the whirlpool—that was the epitome of righteousness and loyalty.

CEO Cheng just shook his head at Sun Dongxin’s enthusiasm.

“Boss Gu is also here, I’ve long admired you, haha.”

Shaking hands with his past life’s good friend Gu Chaofei, CEO Cheng casually took a seat next to him.

“Boss Sun, does this television have internet capabilities?”

Tossing a cigarette to Cheng Daqi, Brother Sun laughed as he answered.

“You really aren’t in a hurry, are you, coming here to watch TV?”

Gu Chaofei eyed Cheng Daqi, who was seated diagonally opposite him.

He had heard much about CEO Cheng but only met him in person today.

Cheng Daqi left an impression of composure, a very confident kind of composure.

“Elder Jia is holding a press conference; MAS has also sent representatives.

It’s live on YouTube.

Boss Sun, you’ll understand what’s going on after watching.”

Connecting the TV to YouTube was too troublesome, so CEO Cheng chose to cast it directly.

“Which Boss Jia?”

Shock appeared in Sun Dongxin’s eyes as he tentatively asked.

“The one from LeEco, haha, he’s also in Saint Luo, what a coincidence, right?”

Cheng Daqi laughed as he opened the live stream.