My American magical life
Chapter 861 - 861 50 The Wind Rises at Nanhua 3 Sister Zhao Returns_2

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Chan, he’s actually quite insignificant.

When the Great Commander nominated him to be the CIA director, it was a form of exile.

Everyone knows he can’t control the CIA.”

Cheng Daqi couldn’t help but give a wry smile, for Wolf was right.

“Otherwise?

He’s the Deputy Commander’s man.

That man would never give Mike Pompeo a good position.

Of course, he also paid the price for his capriciousness.”

Seeking out Mike Pompeo was an inspiration Achilles gave to Cheng Zong.

The Secretary of State of America…..

Well, people are different, times are changing, and nowadays the Secretary of State of the United States is far less prominent than the Secretaries of State at the turn of the century.

When the political game enters the intense deep waters, the so-called diplomatic influence is completely hijacked by mainstream political leaders.

The Secretary of State morphs from a unique leader to a mere tool.

After all, when the Great Commander can’t represent America, what can the Secretary of State count for?

Mike Pompeo’s fate fluctuations can even be tied to the internal struggles of the Republican Party.

He didn’t give face to some big names in the party, resulting in a Federal Government shutdown, entangled in various cases.

As for how insignificant Mike Pompeo is, Wolf’s understanding and Cheng Daqi’s awareness differ.

Cheng Zong is the Reincarnator, and he knows just how cost-effective this Secretary of State can be.

“Although his position is awkward, he could just become the booster for our operation.

That’s enough, isn’t it?”

Facing Cheng Daqi’s frankness, Wolf was noncommittal.

“I still don’t understand why you want to start making cars at this time.

Apart from Tesla, none of the new energy vehicle start-ups in America are strong.

Some of the investors are already trembling with fear.”

The car stopped at the Dracula Group’s Hu City branch.

As Cheng Daqi looked at the Dracula Hua Country employees coming out to greet Wolf, he made an allusive sigh.

“You know the importance of Hua Country, don’t you?”

With Dracula Group being so large, it’s inevitable to have a layout in Hua Country, the biggest market.

Wolf shrugged his shoulders and asked.

“So, how do you plan to get around the trade restrictions?”

Trade restrictions sound like something you could avoid just by throwing some money at it, as Cheng Daqi and others are wealthy, powerful, and influential.

But in fact, it’s far from that simple—especially when the domestic automobile manufacturing industry in America holds a massive amount of votes in election politics.

Cheng Daqi and his peers have the power, but American domestic automobile manufacturers have the votes!

“It’s still early, but isn’t there a possibility that by the time our cars are made, the restrictions will have been lifted?”

Cheng Daqi replied gloomily.

His intention was clear; the issue would eventually be resolved.

The solution was undecided, but he had the determination to solve it.

Wolf was at a loss for words.

“Fak!

Chan, you’re already a damn exceptional capitalist!”

—————–

Hu City, BLBL Creative Center, OC is hitting it off with Zhao Hongjin (shooting an advertisement).

Logically speaking, since OC belongs to Temir, for certain special reasons, they should not collaborate with Zhao Hongjin.

After all, the black-haired rich widow would rather have Zhao Hongjin drop dead, but obviously she couldn’t go around telling that to everyone.

So, in the BLBL Creative Center, such a strange scene unfolded: OC China’s Marketing Creative Director stood contentedly in front of the monitor, nodding frequently as he watched Zhao Hongjin on the screen.

Zhao Hongjin’s online following is not inferior to some celebrities, and to be a bit presumptuous, her popularity completely overshadows ninety percent of the flop female stars in the entertainment industry.

Without considering overlapping factors, she has already reached the target of ten million followers across all platforms.

Now, Zhao Hongjin is charging towards twenty million followers.

As the number one pillar of Shanhaiguan, Zhao Hongjin only needed to work hard and create videos.

Cheng Zong, who checks her videos, had more to consider.

For example, right now Cheng Daqi was stopped by the security guards inside the BLBL Creative Center, at the entrance to the studio, utterly numb.

Riel, with a face as cold as if his own father had died, pushed past the guards, trying to make way for Cheng Zong—his loyalty was indeed profound.

In Po County, when he was taken into custody, Riel thought he was going to have a break for a while.

But Cheng Zong got him released overnight, which made Riel fully understand the difference between Cheng Daqi and Eris.

And what’s the difference?

The kind that’s beyond comparison!

“Alright, Riel, don’t be like that.

We can wait a bit.”

Stopping Riel’s actions, amidst the wary looks from the security, Cheng Daqi picked up his cellphone and sent a message to Ah Zhao.

On WeChat, the familiar red exclamation mark lit up…

The life of a domineering CEO isn’t always smooth sailing, at least not now.

Cheng Daqi, stopped by security, is truly unhappy, his gaze at the guard carries a hint of chill.

In fact, he knows it’s not simply being stopped that has upset him.

It’s because he can feel that things between him and Zhao Hongjin will never return to how they once were.

A thick and sorrowful barrier?

What can be done about it?

People always have to pay the price for their mistakes.

The assistant Little Zhao quickly came out from the studio after hearing the news.

Seeing the big boss being stopped by security, she hurried to negotiate with the guards, then respectfully escorted Cheng Daqi inside.

Seeing Cheng Daqi come in, the creative director of OC China was somewhat surprised; he recognized Cheng Daqi, the big boss of Shanhaiguan, a man of great topical interest.

Zhao Hongjin, who was in the midst of a photo shoot, also saw Cheng Daqi.

Upon seeing this familiar man, a complex emotion suddenly flooded her face, so complicated that she couldn’t even explain it herself.

Hatred and disgust, surprise and hesitation, confused yet expectant, Zhao Hongjin didn’t know what she was looking forward to, but when Cheng Daqi actually appeared before her, she could feel that she was indeed expecting something.

Although Cheng Daqi is a really bad guy and not very likable as a person, this guy is, after all, her first love.

A dog cared for long enough develops affection.

Cheng Daqi is less dependable than a dog, but having spent time together, how could Zhao Hongjin remain completely detached?

“Control your expression, what was that just now?

Let’s do it again!

Pay attention to controlling your expression, don’t smile too freely, manage your gaze well, and make sure to maintain the interaction rhythm between your sightline and the product!”

Engrossed in photography, the photographer immediately scolded upon seeing Zhao Hongjin distracted—very professional.

“Hahaha, alright, let’s stop here for today.”

Seeing Little Zhao falter because of his arrival, Cheng Daqi couldn’t help but laugh inappropriately.

That’s for blocking me!

Yes, I have a problem, but is it not a bit too much to only allow contact through office software?

“Mr.

Cheng, we at OC have been waiting for Ah Zhao for three full days.

The scheduling for the new product launch has already been impacted.

This sudden halt in shooting….”

This isn’t to make things difficult for Shanhaiguan or Cheng Daqi.

From the creative director’s perspective, OC is the client, and while the creative director is willing to give Cheng Daqi face, Cheng Daqi shouldn’t be too excessive either.

It is difficult to schedule time with a top influencer like Zhao Hongjin.

As OC China’s director in charge of publicity and photography, with the project progress already being affected, he must take responsibility for his performance assessment.

Yes, everything seems reasonable, but Cheng Daqi is the president of New Era; OC is a New Era controlling company; OC China is a subsidiary of OC; Cheng Daqi is the boss’s boss’s boss’s boss of this creative director.

“The scheduling won’t be affected, don’t worry.

Let’s leave it at that, if there’s any problem, have the president of OC China report directly to me, he knows what’s going on.”

This is the first time the creative director has had to play such a feeble client.

He wanted to argue on principle, but looking at the tall and burly bodyguards around Cheng Daqi, he couldn’t help but feel intimidated.

The enemies and rivals of Mr.

Cheng are always well personified, and he is constantly cautious.

The overall size of the bodyguard team is even about to break fifty.

His personal security is divided into four groups to ensure two groups are on rotation at all times.

What the creative director didn’t expect was that while he became a timid battle lizard out of fear, Zhao Hongjin was not pleased.

“What do you mean, Mr.

Cheng?

Shanhaiguan and OC have an agreement.

If I can’t finish on schedule, we’ll have to pay a penalty.”

Why should I put down my work because of your word?

Who do you think you are?

So what if you’re the boss, I’m still the top influencer of Shanhaiguan!

“It’s not that serious, there are too many people here.

Shall we go somewhere else to talk?”

Mr.

Cheng said somewhat awkwardly.

Normally, with his thick-skinned nature that could withstand a nuclear bomb, he wouldn’t exhibit this awkward emotion.

But this girl is Zhao Hongjin, the Zhao Hongjin whom people liken to a rainbow, Cheng Daqi always carries a lot of shame towards her.

“Cheng Daqi, Shanhaiguan isn’t just your company.

If your whim causes the company losses, I will report it to President Sun!”

Zhao Hongjin’s words were so resounding that they scared the studio’s working horses and cows into nervously shaking while they munched on melon seeds.