My American magical life
Chapter 579 - 579 96 You jump I jump!_3

579: Chapter 96 You jump, I jump!_3 579: Chapter 96 You jump, I jump!_3 “We’re all brothers at Dongxin, no need for formalities, it’s a small matter.

Let’s talk more when we’re free.

Speaking of which, I’m actually quite interested in short videos.”

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It was the same familiar Dongxin conference hall, and CEO Cheng noticed Xiao Cao had brought Zhao Hongjin with him.

“You go sit in the back, Zhao Hongjin has arrived.”

He whispered this to Zhao Ying.

What does he mean Zhao Hongjin has arrived?

Aren’t I Zhao Ying?

Zhao Ying looked at Cheng Daqi, somewhat perplexed, and spoke up.

“CEO Cheng, I…”

“Daqi, ha, what’s with gathering so many suppliers for this meeting?”

A somewhat lively and gentle voice rang out from behind her, and Zhao Ying turned around.

She saw Zhao Hongjin.

The human brain is so intricate that it can bear so many emotions in an instant.

Unfortunately, recognizing the gap between her strength and reality, Zhao Ying’s emotions only lasted a brief moment, too short for anyone else to notice, before they were extinguished by their bearer.

Zhao Ying quietly stood up, even smiling at Zhao Hongjin, saying,

“Sister Ah Zhao, please take a seat!”

As the all-seeing king of gossip, Xiao Cao struggled to control his expression and after making a bit of small talk with the slightly embarrassed Zhao Ying, took her away.

CEO Cheng sighed helplessly; he had given Zhao Ying a superficial girlfriend status merely to motivate her to work harder.

But now it seemed that this girl wasn’t ruthless enough.

“Did I disrupt some love-affair of yours, having a secret romance with a billionaire sweetheart?”

“Nonsense, that trending search was purely baseless.

You know, Mi’er isn’t just any girl; it’s impossible for me to be involved with her on a deeper level.

And besides, Lisa and I have always been just friends, you know that.”

“Heh, friends, huh?

Pretty special friends, CEO Cheng, even giving a Maserati as a gift.

Cheng Daqi, Cheng Daqi, true to your name, you’re destined for great things—truly generous!”

Thinking of herself, Zhao Hongjin felt somewhat imbalanced.

She had once given CEO Cheng a car, even though he quickly returned it to her.

But that wasn’t the point; the important thing was that at that time, she had already considered CEO Cheng a very important partner.

CEO Cheng realized that Zhao Hongjin was being quite snide today, and he weakly responded.

“Then what do you want?

Why don’t you choose?”

The purpose of the girl with the peach blossom eyes wasn’t that.

She wasn’t lacking love; she just had some doubts.

“Oh, so we’re friends, then why did you lie to me?

You said you and Mi’er weren’t together, but who’s the good guy brushing his teeth in a girl’s room wearing a bathrobe?”

“Ah Zhao, that night after I had dinner with you, I met with Gru.

Gru’s issue was kind of serious, and at the time I felt that the future situation might spiral out of control, so I went to find Mi’er in the middle of the night…

Do you understand?”

Gru’s mix of both legitimate and underworld businesses was complex, and it was essential to have someone from Dongxin infiltrate; the window of opportunity to arrange this was very narrow, and CEO Cheng went round in circles until he finally explained the other night’s situation.

“So, you don’t really like Mi’er that much?”

Zhao Hongjin looked at Cheng Daqi, her beautiful eyes filled with inquiry.

She was too smart.

Zhao Hongjin might lack a bit in experience and exposure, but her intelligence and courage were always top-notch.

What was even more extraordinary was that Zhao Hongjin’s framework of understanding and worldview were top-level; she could always see the crux of a problem—even if she made a mistake, she would quickly adjust.

“Er, Ah Zhao, the meaning of words is complex.

Can you explain the extent or connotation of ‘like’ in your question?”

CEO Cheng wasn’t just talking nonsense; he thought the question was too difficult to answer.

Zhao Hongjin pouted, tilting her head cutely and sighed, all her thoughts showing.

“Heh, so you actually kind of like her.

I understand now.”

Cheng Daqi, his face lined with resignation, stopped his attempt to continue explaining and looked towards Dong Zecheng on the stage.

Zhao Hongjin, this girl, was getting higher and higher in rank; she was no longer the silly sister who wanted to fight him out of anger—he thought this version of Zhao Hongjin wasn’t as cute—but actually, CEO Cheng was straightforwardly defeated and was a bit unable to maintain his composure.

“(#`O′) Hey, are you dating her or not?”

Zhao Hongjin persisted in asking, and CEO Cheng answered reluctantly in a low voice.

“I like you more, Ah Zhao.”

“Clap, clap, clap, clap!”

The applause from the suppliers rose as Dong Zecheng introduced Gu Chaofei, who took the stage.

Sun Dongxin had accompanied a delegation to Europe for meetings; Gu Chaofei was filling in temporarily, but he was considered adequate, as he was nominally the general manager of Dongxin Group.

“Ladies and gentlemen, today at Shanhaiguan’s supplier conference, I’m surprised to see a few old acquaintances have arrived.

As a friend, let me remind you, this is a great opportunity.

President Sun intended to come in person, but he went with the big leaders on a state visit, so he’s in Europe discussing partnerships with the delegation.

I can only represent him here to talk with you all…”

The noise in the conference hall was a bit loud, so Zhao Hongjin didn’t clearly hear CEO Cheng’s low response just now.

“What did you just say?”

“I said, Christmas is coming, what gift would you like?”

“No need, I just want to take a vacation, turn off my phone, and get a good sleep.”

“Finish shooting the video today, and then you can take a vacation for the next few days.”

“Then come here a little, let’s take a photo together.”

“….”

“Come here!”

“What’s the point of a joint photo?”

“We’ve known each other for so long and haven’t taken a picture together.

What if I board the plane tomorrow and it crashes into the sea?

How regrettable would that be, right?”

“Sister, I’ll be on the same plane with you tomorrow.

How about you crash into the sea another day?”

“Ptui, ptui, ptui, I’m joking with you.

Why are you taking it seriously?

If the plane really crashes tomorrow, I won’t let you off even as a ghost.”