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Chapter 428 - 428 59 Daqi you also don't want to

428: Chapter 59: Daqi, you also don’t want to…

428: Chapter 59: Daqi, you also don’t want to…

-He stood there-

“Cheng Daqi seemed more composed than I had imagined,” he said.

“According to the opening remarks I had planned, I should have told him that his experience appeared legendary to us ordinary folks.”

“But in the end, I didn’t bring up that term because it was no longer appropriate for the Cheng Daqi of the present.”

“The temperament of Cheng Daqi himself is a bit far from the Cheng Daqi who frequently trends on various online platforms; he even gives me the feeling that he is an entrepreneur who dares to take on challenges.”

“In 2018, along with the era of short videos, came Shanhaiguan.”

“The Shanhaiguan mentioned here is not the ancient fortress buried with the cries of history but Cheng Daqi’s Shanhaiguan Media.”

……..

“Nevertheless, Cheng Daqi still managed to secure a multimillion-dollar investment from Dongxin, becoming a star figure in the entrepreneurial field in the second half of 2018,” he said.

“Up to this moment, when the spotlight of praise shines upon him, what kind of feelings do those experiences of misunderstanding and cold stares bring about?”

“He stood there, and only he knew,” he said.

-“N Magazine”-

After Ai Guobei’s full online retraction still led to a lawsuit by Cheng Daqi, the people from the Southern Group finally caved in; a reporter sent CEO Cheng an exclusive interview.

Only, this interview, although it conveyed their conciliatory attitude, revealed the Southern Group’s malice towards CEO Cheng between those carefully crafted words.

People who study journalism seem to have a natural arrogance, possibly because their job requires facing fools and assuming the responsibility to deceive them.

Therefore, they always think everyone else is a fool.

Just like this personality feature borne out of capitulation, the arrogance and malice even became tangible.

-He said it was fun to walk in the cold rain-

“Speaking of Cheng Daqi, one cannot help but mention his wandering days in America.

In Cheng Daqi’s past short video works, we can see his life begging on the streets of America.”

“The streets of America are not safe, especially in Saint Rodu, with drugs, guns, prostitutes, and crime.

Those homeless who have lost their way in life due to evil are not pure.

And yet, Cheng Daqi seemed to have figured out the secret to getting along with these wanderers; looking at his street life now, he doesn’t even seem to have encountered a single danger.”

“Perhaps this is his luck, and it is this fortune that has supported him towards his achievements today.”

….

“After emerging from that dreadful mire, Cheng Daqi’s life reached a turning point, with his company MAS in America earning the favor of investors, but not without its twists and turns,” he said.

“From a vagabond to a star entrepreneur, the hardships along the way are unimaginable to the common person, but he said ‘It’s fun to walk the journey of life in the cold rain’.”

-“N Magazine”-

Cheng Daqi looked down at the magazine with a peculiar expression, truly at a loss for how to comment.

His journey had been full of twists, and he had indeed found a way to get along with the homeless, but after this reporter’s writing, it all took on a slightly strange flavor.

It seemed very petty.

It was like after a fight in elementary school, when a teacher forced one side to apologize, and that kid apologized while making faces.

He thought his little tricks were clever, but to Cheng Daqi, such unprofessional articles were simply tarnishing the reputation of their own house.

Right, the reputation of the Southern Group had always been poor—this explained it then.

“Big Qi, is there a problem?”

These past few days, Zhao Hongjin and CEO Cheng had been living together, don’t misunderstand, by together it means in the same house.

So, she also witnessed the journalist conducting the interview the day before yesterday.

“Take a look,” Cheng Daqi passed the magazine to Zhao Hongjin.

Soon after, Zhao Hongjin said seriously,

“They are deliberately leading others to misunderstand you!”

“People who study journalism are indeed formidable; I’ve been pondering this and still can’t figure out how to respond.”

CEO Cheng really lacked experience in this area and could only respond with a wry smile.

Can’t figure out how to respond?

The girl with the peach blossom eyes had already experienced enough surprises with Cheng Daqi, but today, the moment when Cheng Daqi admitted his ‘incompetence’ surprised her once again to the utmost.

It seemed that since she had known Cheng Daqi, this man had always been creating one incredible story and plot after another.

No matter how great the difficulty, no matter how fierce the crisis, he had always managed to turn danger into safety.

Now, the once invulnerable general in Zhao Hongjin’s eyes, this “very capable person,” was unexpectedly at a rare loss for what to do.

“Make a statement online?

Or… sue them?”

As soon as little Zhao finished speaking, she regretted it, feeling that both of her suggestions were worse than the other.

“Forget it, let them slander all they want, it doesn’t impact my earnings.”

This celebrity interview took passive-aggressive to its extreme, but it was crafted so cleverly that not a single direct provocation could be found, which meant its influence wouldn’t be that substantial.

Cheng’s assessment was actually very precise: just petty and spiteful slander, not worth fussing over.

“A lawsuit might be hard to prove, this article certainly can’t be used as evidence…

Daqi, shall I arrange for another media interview for you?”

Huh?

“No need, I’m heading back to America in a couple of days, I don’t have time!”

CEO Cheng declined decisively; he did not want to use Zhao’s resources for such trivial matters—good steel should be used for the blade’s edge.

“Daqi, you wouldn’t want others to misunderstand you either, right?

We are friends, and I know the kind of person you are.

There’s a lot I can’t help you with, but I should be able to help you with this matter.”

A beautiful 19-year-old girl looks into your eyes with sincerity, and you notice the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye, her lovely peach blossom eyes, and the determination within them.

She says you are her friend, she wants to help you.

“It’s okay, little Zhao, worldly matters are for the worldly to settle, I can take care of the business with the Southern Group.”

Lighting a cigarette to calm his nerves, Cheng signified that these were men’s problems and women shouldn’t get involved.

At the beginning of his acquaintance with Zhao Hongjin, there might have been some ulterior motives, but now, they had become friends who could talk about anything and everything.

He was fully capable of resolving these issues himself; there was no need to trouble Zhao Hongjin.

“How will you resolve it?”

Bro, didn’t you just admit that you couldn’t figure out a solution?

Why the change of heart now?

The stubborn man was actually kind of cute, with Zhao’s question tinged with a hint of tease.

“Ai Guobei has made it to America, did you know about this?”

Cheng Daqi started talking about a topic that seemed completely irrelevant to the matter at hand.

Ai Guobei had just landed in America yesterday when someone took his photo and posted it online, Cheng’s fans, numbering in the millions, immediately tagged Cheng.

“Isn’t it impossible to leave the country when you are involved in civil cases without a trial and verdict?”

“There’s always a way to leave if you want to, maybe he has had the American green card for a long time.”

Cheng Daqi’s laughter was filled with deeper meaning.

Zhao Hongjin began to feel pity for Ai Guobei in her heart.

Why flee to any place but America?

Ai Guobei, do you realize why Cheng Daqi can fly back on a Gulfstream G650 from America?

“So, you’re aiming to use Ai Guobei as the breakthrough to find the achilles heel of the Southern Group?”

Little Zhao was genuinely a very smart girl, not one bit inferior to Mi’er, only lacking in some experience and accumulation.

“People like Ai Guobei have their own circles.

Back then, when Ai Guobei was smearing me, the Southern Group’s ‘Southern Metropolitan Stories’ stepped up and joined in the smearing campaign against me, indicating that he had connections with some people in the Southern Group.

Following this lead, let’s see if we can find a focal point to exert pressure on, though it’s not certain if it’ll be successful.”

Cheng has been facing headwinds in America for quite some time, not because he’s weak.

It’s because Cheng Daqi’s opponents are stronger than the other!

Eris has two gangs under him, working as a lobbyist for junior legislators, a kind of political fixer for elections.

This Eris, who could be a boss in an American TV show, is actually the weakest among Cheng Daqi’s myriad of “friends” who are both collaborators and adversaries.

Gru can outdo him, Wolf can outdo him, and Temir can outdo him even more.

Not to mention Daniel Washington, who treats murder as a triviality, that gang of bros is clearly a group of professional ferocious dragons.

These are Cheng’s opponents, and that’s why he has been facing such headwinds in America!

And what about Ai Guobei?