My American magical life
Chapter 559 - 559 92 Not a Single Light in the Dark Tunnel_2

559: Chapter 92: Not a Single Light in the Dark Tunnel_2 559: Chapter 92: Not a Single Light in the Dark Tunnel_2 Companies like OC, that cross industry boundaries, could give a manufacturer or designer a requirement in the afternoon, and have a preliminary solution ready by the evening, dare to start trial production the next day—and deliver samples to Temir by the third day.

“Temir, if you see anything unsatisfactory, we’ll change it right away!”

Profit is the best catalyst; the environment of internal competition breeds the most efficient companies, and the vast market forces every competitor in each niche of the cosmetics industry chain.

Why start a sweater war?

Because they can’t beat America in normal competition!

“Why do I feel like they’re taking sneaky photos of me?”

Mi’er noticed a group of somewhat strange people in the crowd picking up passengers at the airport.

Airports in Hua Country didn’t lack celebrities, nor paparazzi, but this group followed her with their cameras at the ready, of this Mi’er was certain.

Cheng Daqi shook his head and explained with a smile.

“No, they’re photographing me.”

And who is CEO Cheng?

Guest professor at UCLA, director and chief researcher of the New Millennium Media Research Institute at Lu Island, chairman of the board of Shanhaiguan Cultural Media Group, strategic advisor for OC China and brand spokesperson, founder of MAS and several other start-up companies in America, the most insightful entrepreneur on the West Coast, a hidden behemoth in the cryptocurrency field—compared to these titles, ‘famous internet celebrity’ seems the least noticeable.

It would be a shame not to show off a bit when finally returning to Hua Country, wouldn’t it?

When Musk lands in Hua Country, he lands in Shanghai; when CEO Cheng comes to Hua Country, he also lands in Shanghai.

Musk is not authentically American, CEO Cheng is not authentically American either.

Musk is a capitalist, CEO Cheng is now a capitalist as well.

Convert this, CEO Cheng ≈ Musk!

(Journalism math, please be kind and tolerant, hahaha)

For someone like CEO Cheng, wouldn’t it be normal to trend on social media after arriving in Shanghai?

“Photographing you?

Did you arrange this?”

Temir asked a silly question, of course, it was arranged by CEO Cheng.

“Sort of, here!”

Cheng Daqi called out to the people arranged by Sun Dongxin, not paying attention to the Shanhaiguan photography team that was tailing him—the game was to keep it real, no staged photos!

“Cheng, you’re someone who has taken marketing to the extreme, haha.”

The dark-haired wealthy woman liked the imaginative CEO Cheng; her man was indeed out of the ordinary.

“Let’s get in the car first, we’re taking the high-speed rail later.

Speaking of which, after such a long flight, why don’t you seem tired at all?”

“Because I’m with you, I won’t feel tired when I’m in a good mood!”

Rash guy, what are you saying, is that a cheesy love line?

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In fact, from Shanghai to Lu Island, taking a plane would be a bit more efficient.

The high-speed rail in coastal regions isn’t as fast as those inland—the design speed is similar, but coastal stations and the twists and turns delay the journey.

Nevertheless, CEO Cheng chose to take Mi’er on the high-speed rail because the last time she came to Hua Country was over a decade ago, and Cheng Daqi wanted her to witness the changes in Hua Country on the high-speed rail.

If this young woman was willing to bet the future of OC on the Hua Country market, CEO Cheng wanted to put her at ease.

Just look at the scenery of the several provinces along the coast of Hua Country, Mi’er, I guarantee you’ll be speechless at the sight.

“I don’t have any coins, how can I set it up?”

A mandatory check-in for Westerners experiencing high-speed rail in Hua Country is to balance a coin on the edge of the window.

Under CEO Cheng’s guidance, Mi’er became interested too.

(The first image is from 2024, foreigners are still trying; the second image is, the coin really can stand up)

“Here, I just borrowed this, you shoot the video first.”

In front of Mi’er, CEO Cheng borrowed a coin and then wowed his fellow citizens of Hua Country.

Not my buddy, you’re riding in business class and you still need to borrow a coin, right?

Oh, it’s for a video, you young people do know how to have fun.

“It seems unlikely; coins are round, and the train is moving at such high speed.”

The dark-haired wealthy woman placed the one Yuan coin hesitantly on the edge of the window.

She watched intently, even held her breath, waiting for the coin to fall—she didn’t believe it could stand.

However, Made in Hua Country firmly slapped her skepticism in the face.

The defiant coin made Temir witness the strength of Hua Country’s technology and industry.

“Cheng, this is insane, the train is traveling at a speed of 300 kilometers per hour, and it’s still moving so fast.

I know the concept of relative stillness.

But this is still crazy; it requires a precise system and strong construction capabilities, from the construction of the roadbed to the manufacturing of the train, every link must be done very well, but…”

Mi’er didn’t want to continue, because the big brother sitting in front of her and CEO Cheng was leaning over the seat watching them.

Foreign astonishment, and from a beautiful foreign woman, how rare.

Temir didn’t appreciate such meddlesome stares, she pursed her lips and handed the coin to the big brother in front.

“Young lady, I’m in construction, we really put our hearts into the high-speed rail project, you have no idea…”

This middle-aged big brother who lent the coin to CEO Cheng was an English-speaking contractor with a warm heart.

He chatted with Mi’er, still stunned by the power of Hua Country’s manufacturing industry, for a full three minutes before reluctantly returning to his seat.

“Mi’er, you seem to have mixed feelings?”

Cheng Daqi noticed the change in Temir’s emotions.

The dark-haired wealthy woman nodded, looking at Cheng Daqi, and replied with a wistful tone.

“Cheng, this country seems sure to win.

America could also balance a coin, but the cost wouldn’t allow it.”

Different people have different perspectives; if it were just an ordinary Westerner, they might simply marvel at the technical prowess of Hua Country’s high-speed rail.