My American magical life
Chapter 409 - 409 50 But there must be some purpose that endows justice

409: Chapter 50 But there must be some purpose that endows justice 409: Chapter 50 But there must be some purpose that endows justice CEO Cheng lugged Zhao around Shanhaiguan like a giant panda, and with a complex expression, Zhao collapsed onto the sofa in CEO Cheng’s office.

“Daqi, this is such a hassle.

Shanhaiguan is only this large, yet it already has seven departments.

I used to think about starting a business too.”

“Starting a business is tough, but you said one thing wrong.”

Opening up the progress chart organized by Xiao Cao, CEO Cheng started to study the live-streaming project’s procedure.

“What did I say wrong?” Zhao also started looking, but what she was studying was CEO Cheng’s profile.

They say a man is most handsome when he’s serious, and CEO Cheng was already handsome, so Zhao watched him with great interest.

Cheng Daqi heard her question and instinctively smiled in response.

“It’s not ‘you guys’; it’s ‘us.’ Shanhaiguan was able to get the investment from President Sun thanks to your significant effort.

Having a genius like you who can operate four accounts at the same time is why President Sun has such high hopes for us.”

Zhao knew he was bullshitting.

Cheng Daqi’s words were always a mix of truth and fiction, but she didn’t bother to think too deeply about it.

At least, CEO Cheng had indeed been very good to her.

Resources poured in as if they didn’t cost a thing, and a supporting operations team was all set up.

From this perspective, her sincere assistance hadn’t met with an ingrate.

“So, when are we going to eat?”

Zhao was hungry, and it was no joke.

“Right away, I just need to reply to an email, and I’m OK.” Cheng Daqi typed away rapidly, patching up the work for Xiao Cao.

“While you were gone, I felt something was a bit off with MAS, especially since you also pulled Lisa over to this side.”

Zhao brought up her observations from America.

Although her contract was with Shanhaiguan, her creative process required close cooperation with MAS.

“That’s why I now need to find a COO for Shanhaiguan.

Once I go back to America, there will be someone here who can continue to hold the fort.”

Things couldn’t be perfect.

CEO Cheng was already multi-tasking every day, but remote online meetings ultimately lacked something, especially since MAS was still at the start-up phase—this was also why he had to return to the country.

“Ah?

I thought this whole live-stream was still about marketing.” Zhao was slightly surprised.

Bro, are you for real?

“Kill two birds with one stone, win twice.

Your skills are still shallow and need more cultivation.”

“Heh, I can’t compare to you, CEO Cheng.

You’re like an old demon who has cultivated for a thousand years.”

“You had better watch your words.”

“Someone started it first, huh.”

“Done replying, let’s go, I’ll take you out for a meal.”

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Other people’s domineering CEOs take their little sisters out on dates—booking two-thousand-square-meter extravagant private rooms with all kinds of exotic delicacies, served by beautiful waitresses—who then have to be envious of the female lead’s fortune of having a smitten CEO, all to highlight the romance and image between the male and female leads.

CEO Cheng takes Zhao on a date—to the company cafeteria they go, queuing up for food, eating spicy hotpot of all things, with the only waitress being the cleaning lady.

It’s no wonder they could become friends; there’s a reason for it.

“Wuwuwu, this is so delicious; I want to cry.

I’ve only been in America for four months, got hungry and lost eight pounds, then gained twelve pounds.

The food in Hua Country is the best.

I love Hua Country’s food.

In my next life, I still want to be Hua Country person.”

“Why don’t you try some diet meals?” Cheng Daqi didn’t understand; with Zhao’s self-control, she should be able to manage this, right?

With a look of grievance, the peach-eyed girl glanced at Cheng Daqi as if he had touched upon a strictly forbidden topic.

“First I eat the diet meal, but then I feel it’s not filling enough, so I have another meal afterward.

That stuff tastes great, but it doesn’t satisfy you at all, so I always end up eating too much.

Lately, I’ve even been considering diet pills; controlling appetite is so mentally draining.”

Women’s body management never has an end; in Cheng Daqi’s eyes, Zhao’s figure was already perfect, but she was still not satisfied.

“Bro, stop looking.

Can you eat a bit?” Catching CEO Cheng’s sneaky glances, Zhao smiled charmingly.

So you’re the one they call Cheng Daqi, right?

So you’re the one smartly calling the shots every day?

What are you peeping at over here?

“Sorry, I’ve made another big mistake.” CEO Cheng was sincerely reflecting.

Zhao didn’t mind at all—being this attractive was her skill.

If you like to watch, it means I’m beautiful.

“It’s alright, I understand your primitive male instincts, but…”

“No, I mean, next time before checking out a beautiful woman, I should look into her eyes first.”

CEO Cheng interrupted Zhao’s casting, providing an absurd answer.

“You!”

Cheng Daqi was just being too cheeky; Zhao momentarily bristled with rage.

“Sis, shall we talk about tomorrow’s show?”

Interrupting the casting again, CEO Cheng’s topic-shifting skills were silky smooth.

“I also think your concept is excellent, but with such little preparation time, if it doesn’t work out…”

Zhao was controlled by his maneuver and voiced her concerns.

“You’re thinking like a student, Xiao Zhao.

You’re putting pressure on yourself for something you haven’t even done yet; there’s no need for that.”

CEO Cheng picked up his phone, scrolled to the patch he had just sent to Xiao Cao, and handed it over to Zhao.

“There’s no such thing as a perfect product or a perfect event; even the most amazing concerts can have mishaps.

Issues are inevitable in any endeavor; as long as we fully prepare contingencies and don’t do anything too outrageous, any problem will just be that, nothing more.”

Many people hesitate because they don’t have the courage to try, and only after doing it do they realize—that their peers are just as bad.

“Virality, topic marketing, abstract contestants, has President Sun lost his mind?

Daqi, isn’t your fourth point a bit too much?

No matter what, President Sun is still a senior in the industry, this…”