My American magical life
Chapter 414 - 414 52 Cheng Daqi Punches Sun Dongxin_2

414: Chapter 52 Cheng Daqi Punches Sun Dongxin_2 414: Chapter 52 Cheng Daqi Punches Sun Dongxin_2 “Do I have to leave now?”

Cheng Daqi answered solemnly.

“Yes, please wait outside for a while.”

Having lived through many adventures over the decades, Sun Dongxin had seen too many fleeting talents, but he truly admired CEO Cheng’s flair from the bottom of his heart.

With a complex look at the camera, it wasn’t that Brother Sun was nervous; he felt sad for the audience who would soon watch—not because they thought they were watching a live broadcast, but because they were actually watching a stage play.

“Xiao Cheng, when should I come in?”

“Just come in when Yang and I start arguing, don’t worry about it, it’s all trivial whether you come in earlier or later,” replied Cheng Daqi with a smile.

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‘The show has finally started, California Governor, you’re too full of yourself.

That entire clip of you was nauseating.’

‘I just want to see what someone with a million-dollar salary can do.’

‘I signed up but didn’t pass the audition, is there some kind of insider deal going on with you hosts?’

As the camera switched, after a few seconds of lag, the barrage of comments began to pour across the big screen in front of Cheng Daqi.

This was a software transition effect that turned the instant comments on the jumping video into a barrage, which helped CEO Cheng get a clearer real-time feedback from the audience.

“What’s going on?

Why is the barrage so laggy?

Where are the programmers?” Cheng Daqi wasn’t paying attention to the content of the barrage.

Theoretically, this part was supposed to involve reading the barrage.

But the fun of reading the barrage was just so-so, so CEO Cheng had designed a little plot to highlight both his own character and Sun Dongxin’s awesomeness.

“CEO Cheng, what’s wrong?”

A young programmer in a plaid shirt stood in front of the camera, his half figure appearing on camera—it was all planned, to show that there really was a programmer without blocking CEO Cheng from the shot.

“What’s going on?

Don’t you know how important today’s event is?

Sun Dongxin, the CEO, will arrive shortly, and this is how you handle your work?

I’ve emphasized it countless times; Sun agreed to vet Shanhaiguan for us personally and to co-host the live broadcast with me, but with your work attitude, how am I supposed to explain to Sun later?”

Act One: CEO Cheng reprimands the programmer, openly praises Sun Dongxin’s awesomeness, a warm-up!

‘Damn, is the boss really that tough?

He starts scolding the employee just like that, isn’t that a bit too strict?’

‘You don’t understand, Sun Dongxin is a big shot and an investor of Shanhaiguan; Cheng Daqi is just working for him.

If Sun passes gas, Cheng Daqi has to say it smells nice.

How could he dare not be conscientious?’

‘CEO Cheng, scold me, keep scolding, be even more rude.’

For many viewers unfamiliar with CEO Cheng, entering this live broadcast tonight was just a casual swipe of their fingers, but Cheng Daqi’s scene of berating his employees right from the start instantly heated up the live room.

It doesn’t matter if the content is rubbish or if it’s awkward to the point of toe-curling, what’s important is that you need to have some content!

Does Cheng Daqi have content?

Boy, does he ever!

“CEO Cheng, I’m sorry, I didn’t do a good job,” the young programmer became the image of a pitiful worker.

Although he hadn’t faced a single grievance in Shanhaiguan and was just acting tonight, to embody the emotion and not let CEO Cheng down, he allowed himself a moment to recall his tear-inducing past work experiences.

‘Isn’t CEO Cheng a bit too harsh?

Is this guy going to lose his job over something so trivial?’

‘It’s really making a mountain out of a molehill; I hate bosses like that.’

‘Exactly, you only get a few thousand bucks a month, just let it slide.

The company isn’t mine, and even if he’s the boss, there’s really no need to put on such an act.’

Despite the comments in the barrage, CEO Cheng wasn’t the least bit flustered.

He was well-prepared.

Tonight’s outcomes were one of three: small win, big win, or mega win!

“Not done well?

Our entire team of more than forty people has been busy for three days, for what?

For tonight’s live broadcast to go smoothly, for our investor—the CEO of Ludao Dongxin Group, Mr.

Sun Dongxin, to see that we haven’t failed his trust!

Everyone did their best, and you say ‘not done well’…

do you think that’s appropriate?”

CEO Cheng’s reasoning was strong and powerful, silencing the barrage, and even the programmer was silenced by CEO Cheng.

Indeed, the whole team was working hard, and your small mistake could cause bad consequences—it’s serious, isn’t it?—the barrage realized that what Cheng Daqi said seemed totally reasonable.

Even though he seemed like that disgusting kind of boss, his reasons and logic had no flaws.

This was CEO Cheng’s persona for tonight: strict, serious, and responsible.

The programmer’s script was simple: after CEO Cheng finished talking, he turned his back to the camera, kept his head down without speaking, and on the left side of the camera frame, lifted his arm across his face as if to wipe tears.

‘To be honest, I’ve also worked on projects in a company.

Everyone works hard on the project, but it’s ruined by one bad apple; it is so upsetting; CEO Cheng is right.’

‘Everybody makes mistakes at work, why can’t he be more forgiving?’

‘CEO Cheng, do me this favor.

The guy obviously knows he’s in the wrong.

Just let him off the hook.’

After reading the comments in the barrage, Cheng Daqi responded to the camera.

“My friends, I see your comments, indeed, everyone makes mistakes at work, and that’s forgivable.

But if someone makes a mistake and doesn’t take responsibility, would that be right?”