My American magical life
Chapter 609 - 609 102 Candidates from Both Parties Will Kneel and Kiss My Boots 9162 Not Misleading Readers!_5

609: Chapter 102: Candidates from Both Parties Will Kneel and Kiss My Boots (9162 Not Misleading Readers!)_5 609: Chapter 102: Candidates from Both Parties Will Kneel and Kiss My Boots (9162 Not Misleading Readers!)_5 “Vice Chancellor, the future of MAS is promising, and such a doctoral program will certainly be smoothly approved in due course.”

“I know what you’re worried about.

I will handle the official evaluation agency, but the students you have just now were too impolite.”

“MAS has donated five million to UCLA, and that’s just the first year.

Is this really your attitude?”

There are times to endure and times to go wild, CEO Cheng didn’t care about the curses from the American university students, but he was dissatisfied with today’s outcome.

He wanted to promote MAS at UCLA, but it was clear that this goal was not achieved, which upset him greatly.

As for the doctoral program, it isn’t really that difficult.

As long as MAS does well, everything is manageable.

Even if it’s not doing that well, it’s not impossible.

Cheng Daqi hadn’t even mentioned the five million, which made the Vice Chancellor even angrier once brought up.

“Your five million, ostensibly donated to UCLA—We were so happy we popped champagne.

Then after everything’s done, you tell me the money must be placed under the West Coast Breakthrough Media Research Institute.

Isn’t this a bait-and-switch?”

“UCLA is a world-renowned university; it’s rare for us to be tricked like this.

I’m here today to show respect to the Caramakris family and the Crusoe family, and here you are, flaunting an imaginary five million.

“Bully, what gives you the right?”

“Donated five million?

Cheng, where’s the money?

As Vice Chancellor in charge of finance and external cooperation at UCLA, why haven’t I seen this money in UCLA’s account?”

The Vice Chancellor was tough enough; of course, he wasn’t in the wrong, but his toughness could be considered as slightly stern yet not crossing the line to a full confrontation.

He knew Cheng Daqi to be a mere businessman, but among MAS’s shareholders were two impressive figures: Old Crusoe, a tycoon from California, and Temir of the influential Caramakris family at UCLA.

The Vice Chancellor didn’t necessarily respect CEO Cheng but had to give face to these two.

The alumni of top universities are formidable, but that doesn’t mean the Vice Chancellor could afford to act rashly without thought.

Just by looking at the shareholder structure of MAS, the Vice Chancellor had quietly elevated Cheng Daqi in his mind—a wolf keeps company only with wolves, so Daqi, who runs with wolves, is certainly not your ordinary husky.

“Vice Chancellor, the five million will ultimately be spent on UCLA students, on UCLA’s academic research.

Let’s not get hung up on whose hands the money is in.

I hope you can help me organize the members of the West Coast Breakthrough Media Research Institute.

We need to have an honest discussion.”

CEO Cheng stepped back a bit and made a reasonable request, to which the Vice Chancellor huffed twice and replied with poorly concealed irritation.

“I’ll arrange it for you, after all, I am a man of my word.”

“Haha, then I wish us a successful collaboration!”

Watching Cheng Daqi’s smiling face, the Vice Chancellor wished he could take out a cane and give him a proper hit.

A five-million-dollar bait-and-switch, you really have the nerve to pull that off!

Lucky for Cheng, he was a man of decorum, or else Cheng would have gotten what’s coming to him today.

—————–

“Cheng, why didn’t Mi’er come today?”

In the shadows of UCLA’s trees, Lisa was accompanying CEO Cheng on a tour of his alma mater.

Cheng Daqi responded with a wry smile.

“She…

might be a bit angry, who knows.”

The video from Xiao Zhao over here exploded Mi’er’s nerves over there.

For the past few days, Mi’er scarcely spoke more than a few words to him, seemingly ready to cut ties, leaving Cheng somewhat at a loss.

“She’s one of UCLA’s most successful campus entrepreneurship examples in recent years, and she’s kind of famous here too.

After all, we both graduated just two years ago.

If it was her on the stage today, she wouldn’t have been booed off like you were.”

The golden-haired white girl spoke with a hint of schadenfreude, what could Cheng say?

It’s not easy to do things, Cheng sighed.

“I should have let you go up there today; you’re a beautiful woman, those eighteen and nineteen-year-old brats definitely wouldn’t chase you off, they were too impolite.”

The complimented golden-haired white girl covered her mouth and laughed lightly.

“Hahaha, Cheng, it was your own fault for being dodgy, advertising it as a performance and then dilly-dallying without starting.

They got antsy waiting, of course, they’d yell; that’s how university students are.”

“Alright, it’s about time.

The lecturers and professors from both colleges should be in place now.

Let’s head over.

Oh, and I haven’t seen your PowerPoint yet; everything okay with it?”

“””

“What kind of question is that, Chan?

Mi’er is the most successful campus entrepreneur at UCLA in recent years, and I’m not too shabby either.

You seem to have some doubts about my abilities.”

“Not at all.

The establishment of the West Coast Breakthrough Media Research Institute is a transformative step for MAS, and only great companies can earn great profits.

If you want to become a great company, you have to set industry standards and always stay ahead.”

Actually, I was a bit nervous today.

Those people are real experts, professors, and I’m just a jack-of-all-trades, ha.”

“Relax, there are plenty of ‘shoddy goods’ among UCLA’s professors too.

Their level might not even match up to yours.”

“No way, UCLA is after all a world-renowned university.

This…

”

“What do you think?

There are incompetent fools everywhere, and the world has always been this crappy.”

—————–

The vice-chancellor, infuriated by CEO Cheng’s smugness, arranged a lecture hall with a broken heater for him, leaving the staff of the journalism and arts departments numb with cold.

The tactics are that simple: you offend me, so I’ll freeze my subordinates to death!

Make them hate you, the busybody who makes their lives miserable!

One could only say, the vice-chancellor had some schemes in mind.

CEO Cheng didn’t care at all about these trivial matters.

Those who achieve great things do not dwell on trifles.

He didn’t expect these people to mindlessly devote themselves to his cause, so he wasn’t worried about misunderstandings arising from the heating issue.

“MAS has prepared five million Dollars for the West Coast Breakthrough Media Research Institute.

This is the research fund I’ve set up for you all.

Of course, the specific funding methods will be more complex, but we’ll talk about that later.”

He cut to the chase, stating plainly that he was here to give money, which was far more important than the heating issue.

UCLA may be a top world university, but its research funding isn’t handed out willy-nilly.

Many young lecturers and associate professors were quite tempted by the five million Dollars.

While the senior professors were generally well-funded and not lacking money, who would complain about having more funds?

So they too became interested in Cheng Daqi.

The establishment of the West Coast Breakthrough Media Research Institute was known to them all, as it had snagged master’s enrollment quotas from two colleges, looking quite unsightly.

They hadn’t expected the head of MAS to be so generous, and their perception of MAS and the West Coast Breakthrough Media Research Institute improved greatly.

“Short videos represent a new direction in information dissemination.

I think they’re epoch-making.

From the data…

”

CEO Cheng spoke off the cuff for half an hour before summarizing at the end.

“Each era has its opportunities.

Some are obvious but crowded, some seem promising but unsustainable.

However, short videos don’t fit into these categories.

People’s desire for quality content is limitless, so its development has no limits.

From many perspectives, it has disruptive characteristics.

Everyone, MAS headquarters is in Saint Rodu, and you’re welcome to visit.

Lisa, the executive vice president of MAS, will discuss the specifics of the cooperation.

Speaking of which, she’s also a graduate of UCLA and became a millionaire just two years after graduation, founding several companies.

I believe she won’t let you down.”

The blond woman thought she just needed to present a PowerPoint, but she was caught off guard by CEO Cheng’s move and felt immense pressure.

CEO Cheng had a thick skin and was a smooth talker without pause.

But he truly was a product of UCLA, even having taken courses taught by some of the professors present.

Lisa was numb.

She shot Cheng Daqi a fierce glance, squeezed out a composed smile, and walked up to the podium.

Meanwhile, CEO Cheng was deep in thought below the stage.

If the collaboration between UCLA and MAS went smooth, it would also be easier to push forward with Ludao University.

Essentially, by throwing those five million Dollars into the mix, the companies on both sides would be getting wings.

But his thoughts went further.

If UCLA could collaborate with MAS, why couldn’t it also work with LCE?

After all, LCE is California’s own cryptocurrency trading platform, and UCLA is also a Californian institution.

Authority in the cryptocurrency field is relative, given that the core of the matter is decentralization, and decentralization is contrary to authority.

The ‘crypto value’ and ‘blockchain value’ of LCE’s model and the future BEC coin’s model are up for marketing.

With Geweil being so adorable, Mi’er and her friends’ shares in it, and Wolf involved, LCE boasts the most elite shareholder lineup in America—second generations from top families are top tier.

And if things get too tough, they can still call out to CEO Cheng’s dad and mom for help.

This task doesn’t seem too difficult.

Thinking of that vice-chancellor who glared and bristled at him, CEO Cheng revealed an anticipatory smile.

“””