My American magical life
Chapter 865 - 865 52 The Wind Rises at Nanhua 5

865: Chapter 52: The Wind Rises at Nanhua 5 865: Chapter 52: The Wind Rises at Nanhua 5 Few on the bus took the jokes seriously, perhaps the only one who did was the head of the Suzhou Investment Promotion Bureau, who did not recognize the visiting individuals, but he did recognize Wolf and the American consul in Hu City.

As an advanced area in the construction of Hua Country’s service-oriented government, Suzhou’s investment promotion efforts have always been made with great care, and the bureau director’s words were not boastful.

However, the heirs from the wandering Shamites at times carried a certain arrogance, finding it hard to accept a harsh reality—that compared to Suzhou, industrial old areas like California, London, Greater Paris had completely fallen behind.

By evening, inside a hotel by the shore of Jinji Lake.

As the nominal organizer, Cheng Daqi was leading heirs from around the world in tasting the local delicacies of the Su-Wu region.

“This crab is not quite the same as ordinary ones, although it’s troublesome to eat, it’s precisely because of the trouble that it best avoids the loss of flavor due to over-processing, you can give it a try.”

The best season for hairy crabs is Mid-Autumn when the roe is rich and the meat is plump, delivering the most delicious taste, but technically speaking, crabs from March aren’t necessarily much worse than those from October.

“Chan, I still can’t get over what that person said about ten months, these people from Hua Country are too arrogant.”

This question actually has an interesting angle, as Sandi is on good terms with Mi’er, naturally becoming more familiar with Cheng Daqi, she has no interest in hairy crabs, but she is interested in car-making.

The automobile industry is one of the most complex civilian industries in human history, and until the rise of the semiconductor industry, it occupied the top tier of civilian sectors for a long time.

So, she wanted to hear Cheng’s opinion on the industrial potential of Suzhou, since it was Cheng Daqi who gathered all these people here.

“Can the Tesla factory in Hu City really be built within a year?” Wolf echoed Sandi’s question with a more realistic one.

Tesla is now the most talked-about company on the American stock market, every person present knows about Rocket Man, when Sandi and Wolf brought up Tesla, everyone stopped eating and turned to Cheng.

In their eyes, Cheng Daqi was already a mysterious figure, knowing only that he seems to be marrying Mi’er, and then Cheng had taken Little Zhao to accompany them visiting the two cities in Su and Chang—becoming even more enigmatic.

Therefore, the heirs, lured by Cheng’s big talk of car-making, were very eager.

Cheng Daqi wouldn’t disappoint such expectations; he had leveraged Mike Pompeo to prompt the Hu City consul to lead a delegation visit, aiming for the stable launch of the car-making project fronted by Lao Jia, with every step in the process being carefully considered.

Noticing everyone’s gaze, Zhao Hongjin’s usually slack face became serious today; she understood that Cheng’s answer would be very important, which worried her.

She couldn’t grasp why Cheng would want to make cars, but she saw Cheng have the American consul in Hu City act as a tour guide, showing the great importance he placed on this trip to the Yangtze River Delta.

Hating Cheng for being good for nothing was her, worrying that Cheng would mess up was also her; emotions between people are complex, maybe Little Zhao hadn’t managed their relationship well, but at least at this moment, Cheng Daqi was comforted that Zhao Hongjin was still on his side.

He put down the crab shell, grabbed a towel to wipe his mouth, and gestured for the Hu City consul to zip it, he was about to show off.

“Sandi, you’re exactly right, people from Hua Country are very arrogant, how can there be a car factory that’s built in ten months in the world?—It takes at least a year!

Today we mentioned Tesla, a very interesting company, especially the land they have in Hu City, you may not know one thing.”

At this point, Cheng Daqi began to tease, eyeing everyone including Sandi, and asked with a smile.

“Guess how much Tesla spent to buy that piece of land?”

Everyone looked at the Hu City consul, who quickly replied.

“Less than one billion Hua Yuan, the price is a full forty percent lower than the industrial land price in Hu City!”

He’s the American consul in Hua Country, but in front of these American heirs, he’s just an ordinary waiter; if any one of them takes a liking to him, his future in America could be a whole different picture.

Cheng’s California campaign forced the California Clique to cave, fighting Congress and the Great Commander to the death and winning too many intangible rewards, sitting in the center he could now look down upon the American consul in Hua Country, just the least important part of those invisible gains.

“The consul is right, but that’s not the key point, in fact, the land for the Tesla Shanghai Gigafactory was originally ours!”

This revelation was earth-shattering, even surprising the Hu City consul.

The land for Tesla was yours?

How come I did not know this?

“…, unfortunately, in 2017, LeEco went under, Jia was forced to leave Hua Country, and the land originally intended for Faraday Future ended up in Tesla’s hands by a twist of fate!”

Cheng Daqi told the story of Lao Jia plainly, causing Zhao Hongjin to change color.

She used to think Cheng Daqi was simply unscrupulous, but now realized that for Cheng, it wasn’t about being unscrupulous, but about catching multiple fish with one bait.

Lao Jia, oh Lao Jia, he was too talented.

“Faraday and Tesla are both named after scientists, and now they’ve both become new energy vehicle companies; Lao Jia and Rocket Man both had previous successful startups—and they were internet industry figures before they made electric cars.