My American magical life
Chapter 475 - 475 74 You're Paying Later!_4

475: Chapter 74 “You’re Paying Later!”_4 475: Chapter 74 “You’re Paying Later!”_4 “It’s not about being in a hurry, this is just normal marketing, Hongjin, your moral burden is too heavy.”

“The competition for traffic among internet celebrities is very market-driven, and market-driven behavior should not be restricted by a moral burden.”

“These are two separate logics, getting them mixed up can lead to a lot of suffering.”

Zhao Hongjin felt that CEO Cheng was not right, she had not engaged in any excessive marketing so far, and everything was going smoothly.

But she had already been pulled away from MAS by CEO Cheng and had no chance to fix it, so the girl with the peach blossom eyes just nodded her head, not saying much.

“My car is still over there, where do you plan on taking me?”

“To eat, what, do you still want to drive yourself, CEO Zhao?”

“Forget it, I’m hungry too, ah, I’m so tired, Daqi.”

“I’m tired too, I met with the first batch of investors today, what do you want to eat?”

The black Tesla started up, and Danze was driving Hongjin’s Audi, he hadn’t gotten off work yet—this guy was actually pretty exhausted too.

CEO Cheng’s startup team was trained to an exceptionally smooth level, and he fully leveraged the talents of his team members.

This was also why he had to start finding money for MAS.

A system operating at peak efficiency is also at the start of its decline, it’s essential to take advantage of the morale within MAS to expand aggressively, to relieve the pressure on overworked staff.

“Soup dumplings, preferably the kind with really thin wrappers, so when you bite into them, it’s all juicy inside.

Ah, and if you can get me some brown sugar ice, then you’d be my God.”

“Sorry, none of that, I’m not Aladdin’s genie, pick something else.”

“Then just choose whatever.”

Hongjin felt that studying abroad was too hard, returning to Saint Luo once was like being poisoned.

Now she was feeling less and less for American food.

CEO Cheng glanced at the rearview mirror, Hongjin sitting in the passenger seat had closed her eyes, exhausted.

Alas.

“Hold on, let me get in touch with Elder Li, he’s more familiar with the Hua Country community in Saint Rodu, I’ll ask around.”

So, at half-past nine at night, Elder Li started contacting restaurants for CEO Cheng, front and center.

It’s just some soup dumplings and brown sugar ice.

If CEO Cheng needs it, Elder Li is on a mission!

“I have one good news, and one…”

“Stop rambling, my brain doesn’t want to think right now, it wants to be put in a fridge and chilled.”

Zhao Hongjin was nearly asleep, she didn’t want to listen to CEO Cheng’s rambling.

“No brown sugar ice, but there’s a place that makes good soup dumplings, still open for business at this hour.”

Hua Country people are really fighting hard, able to make soup dumplings available in Saint Rodu at ten o’clock at night.

“Let’s slaughter our way over there!

I’m going to annihilate a basketful!”

CEO Zhao gave the order, brimming with murderous intent.

“Hahaha, not worried about getting fat now?”

Cheng Daqi teased.

Upon hearing that, Hongjin’s face twisted into a bitter expression.

“Daqi, why can’t we humans switch out parts like robots, you know, put our tired brains in the fridge, remove our stomachs after eating to empty them, stopping them from absorbing anything.

Ah, why!”

At ten o’clock at night on the streets of Saint Rodu, inside a black Tesla, a girl named Zhao Hongjin was ‘wrecked’ by life and beginning to darkly howl.

“Sis, what you’re talking about is mechanical ascension, it might be possible in a cyborg world, but we….”

Cheng Daqi gave a serious reply.

“Ah, I don’t want to listen, I’m really tired, I haven’t changed my socks for two days because the moment I touch the bed I fall asleep.”

“Ah Zhao, do you like your current state?

Or shall I say, have you been happy lately?”

After a short silence, CEO Cheng, holding the steering wheel with one hand, asked with a smile.

How could walking on the road to realizing one’s dreams not be joyful?

Especially when she could see the number of followers increasing one by one.

Zhao Hongjin covered her face, twisted her body in the seat, and viciously retorted.

“You’re paying for it later!”