My American magical life
Chapter 385 - 385 37 Where's the girl

385: Chapter 37: Where’s the girl?

I want to see the girl!

_2 385: Chapter 37: Where’s the girl?

I want to see the girl!

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So many things always rush at you, CEO Cheng had always deeply believed this, hence he always acted with a certain urgency.

This urgency behind his actions reflected his nature of having nothing.

Because he had nothing, he craved acquisition; because he had nothing, he left no leeway for himself, even treating sincerity as a tool.

Sitting in the back seat with Brother Sun, CEO Cheng was unusually silent all the way.

Sun Dongxin noticed his contemplative mood, but said nothing more.

Cheng Daqi was a young man Sun Dongxin greatly admired, and Sun Dongxin knew one thing very well—young people don’t like to be lectured.

“Let him enjoy this quiet before the victory,” Brother Sun thought to himself.

He remembered the moment his trading company had landed its first huge order.

At the time, he was about the same age as Cheng Daqi, and with passionate zeal and Minnan dialect, he secured an overseas Chinese client and made eight thousand yuan from that deal.

In the nineties, eight thousand yuan was quite significant; back then, Sun Dongxin was happy for a whole month.

Now, Sun Dongxin had forgotten what he had thought at that time, and many of the details of that event had slipped his mind too, but he still clearly remembered the pure joy and excitement, and the surge of elation.

The moment when a person first changes their fate by their own ability is the happiest moment in their life,

and it’s difficult to experience that feeling ever again.

Later on, Sun Dongxin made much, much more—countless increments of eight thousand yuan—but he never felt that unforgettable sentiment again.

And now, even as Cheng Daqi was simply scrolling through his phone in silence, Sun Dongxin could sense that there was an emotion within him different from any other day.

Based on his understanding of Cheng Daqi, CEO Cheng rarely had such prolonged silence in a social setting—this actually represented an expression of Cheng Daqi being unable to control his inner emotional state.

Sitting beside this young man, feeling the emotional changes emanating from him, Sun Dongxin found his own thoughts becoming inexplicably stirred.

Cheng Daqi was so much like Sun Dongxin, and that was why time and time again, Cheng Daqi received help from him.

Every time Sun Dongxin helped Cheng Daqi, he thought about how great it would have been if he had had someone to help him in his youth.

The help he gave to Cheng Daqi was, to some extent, Sun Dongxin’s psychological projection of compensating for what he lacked when he was young.

Perhaps it involved some personal interest, but had it been only for interest, Sun Dongxin had done far too much.

Because it wasn’t just about interest, thus, when Cheng Daqi was about to step onto the stage, Sun Dongxin also felt as if he were stepping onto the stage.

“CEO Sun, we’ve arrived, let’s get out of the car first,” CEO Cheng reminded, bringing the pensive Brother Sun out of his thoughts.

While Sun Dongxin was basking in self-admiration, the motorcade had already arrived at the side of the Science and Art Center.

“What media are these?

How did they block the way here?” Sun Dongxin, regaining his senses, was somewhat taken aback by the cameras outside the car window.

Was today’s signing ceremony so well-known?

“These are our own people, and then there are more than a dozen online media, and nine print media came too.

I guess that’s enough,”

CEO Cheng said with a smile.

“CEO Sun, when you open the car door, you’ll be live.

The whole network will be able to see you in real-time, be mindful of your expressions, haha.”

Sun Dongxin was speechless—so this is how companies in the cultural and media industry played, huh?

“You really know how to make a fuss, Dongxin, all this for just fifteen million…

it’s no big deal,” Sun Dongxin felt that CEO Cheng had an ability to turn a molehill into a mountain.

“Don’t say that, fifteen million is enough to buy a house in Ludao, how could I consider it a small amount?”

Cheng Daqi joked with a smile and stepped out of the car door.

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When it came to his old classmate, Zhang Weiqi always paid special attention.

But CEO Cheng had been too busy lately.

As someone who was just watching from the sidelines, Zhang Weiqi felt overwhelmed by the flood of activities.

What he couldn’t wrap his head around was that Cheng Daqi, who had initially been severely slandered, was now step by step heading towards a gratifying conclusion that would slap the whole internet in the face.

The series of twists was too brilliant; he simply couldn’t make heads or tails of it.

Many netizens shared a common question with Zhang Weiqi — why did Ai Guobei act so crazily, smearing Cheng Daqi even at the risk of fabricating lies?

No one knew the answer, the real answer was that CEO Cheng had held a gun to Accountant Jia’s head and made Accountant Jia one of his nearest and dearest.

Zhang Weiqi discreetly glanced at his supervisor and noticed he was slacking off too, so he felt totally justified in watching CEO Cheng’s live stream.

CEO Cheng’s Shanhaiguan gathering was a collection of talent; the LPL match had its commentary and so did CEO Cheng’s live stream, and it wasn’t inferior to the LPL’s.

Out of ten girls from the Dongxin song and dance troupe, two were art students trained in broadcasting and hosting, the sort who could charm with both looks and skills.

With just a few sentences, they had Zhang Weiqi itching to reconnect with old classmates to pay respects.

CEO Cheng, I want to join you mainly for my future, not because your company has so many chicks.

“Dongxing Industry is a subsidiary of Dongxin Group…”

The live stream showed a strange scene, seemingly a busy street, but the people passing by looked like college students.

Apart from the two young ladies in the bottom left corner of the live room, it was utterly uninteresting.

Zhang Weiqi noticed that several black sedans started appearing at a corner of the live stream, gradually stopping in front of the camera.

Then, CEO Cheng smiled as he pushed open the car door and laboriously went around to the other side to courteously open the door for Sun Dongxin.

The barrage of comments started flooding in with “flunky,” “desperate for advancement, huh?” “lickspittle,” “fawning,” and so on.

Zhang Weiqi just felt these people were dumbasses; you all shout with glee, yet not even one of you has the chance to fawn over someone.

Sun Dongxin, with a wry smile, stood next to Cheng Daqi and greeted the camera, then wanted to turn and head into the Science and Art Center.

“President Sun, Shanhaiguan is a nascent company in the cultural media sector, and this is the first time Dongxin is venturing into investing in such a company.

What motivated you to make this decision?”

Of course, CEO Cheng wouldn’t let Sun Dongxin off easily.

Shanhaiguan’s staff pretended to interview him, starting to play the straight man.

“I’m quite optimistic about the opportunities in the short video sector, but this decision wasn’t solely mine; we argued for a long time during our meeting.

In the end, we were more positive about the growth of the short video industry, but running a platform was still too challenging for Dongxin.

After comprehensive consideration, we found Shanhaiguan, a fantastic company focusing on content.”

Sun Dongxin dealt with the act of his subordinates looking for limelight quite smoothly, his response was clever — both fitting for the occasion and sophisticated.

Dongxin Group saw the potential in the short video sector but gave up on building a platform, choosing instead to invest in Shanhaiguan.

For someone less knowledgeable, President Sun’s words would certainly make Shanhaiguan seem extraordinary.

Zhang Weiqi didn’t understand the subtext; what he really wanted now was to bow his head and swear allegiance to Cheng Daqi — this was Sun Dongxin, a well-known entrepreneur on the island.

When President Sun spoke, netizens’ barrages took off.

“Who is this jerk?

So pretentious when he speaks.

If he acted like that in front of me, I’d give him a couple of bitch slaps.”

“That’s Sun Dongxin, the big shot of Ludao Dongxin Group, very famous in our southern Fujian area.”

“He used to be a special forces soldier, capable of hunting wild boars alone in his thirties.

To the one wanting to slap, you should thank the internet for giving you the chance to point fingers at such a top-tier human being.”

“I just want to know if Cheng Daqi actually broke the law.

He’s been hopping about for so long, doing so many bad things, why hasn’t he been locked up yet?”

“Don’t worry on behalf of your master; can’t you see clearly yet?

Ai Guobei, using fake evidence to defame others, has caused significant reputation damage and social impact, constituting the crime of slander, punishable by up to three years imprisonment.”

“I’ve noticed several dancing internet celebrities advertising that they will perform in the live stream.

Why is it all guys now?

Where are the chicks?

I wanna see chicks!”

The grand drama Cheng Daqi had prepared for his entrance was a supreme turnaround in public opinion marketing.

The signing and live streaming with Shanhaiguan propelled this marketing to its climax.