America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 229 Why are your goals more crooked than the last?
Outside President Cheng's big house, a broken car parked furtively on the side of the road.

Lao Li carefully observed for a long time, and even sent a message to Mr. Cheng to confirm that Mr. Cheng was at home.

After experiencing two unfortunate accidents, Li Haiping has now engraved caution into his bones.

Cheng'ma slipped in! '

Everything was normal. He put down the phone, but the sadness between Lao Li's brows did not ease at all.

The identity business is very hot now, and a lot of dollars flow into their accounts every day.

But this huge benefit also involves huge risks, and Li Haiping is already a little worried.
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"Lao Li, what's going on?"

Cheng Daqi and Lao Li made it very clear not to get involved with him easily.

He has already negotiated the communication with Eris about the identity business, and Lao Li just needs to do his job well.

"Chengzong, those new comers can't find jobs. They say we tricked them into coming here."

"They say on social software that their identity is bought? Isn't this digging their own grave?
Our channels have been investigated, can their identities be preserved? "

Lao Li is not afraid of threats. What he is worried about is that if he does not handle these matters well and someone makes a big fuss, it will involve Chengdu!
"Cheated in? Didn't they pay the money voluntarily?"

After they arrived in the United States with all their money, they couldn't adapt to the environment here and found that they couldn't afford to lose, so they started to break things. "

Li Haiping said it very implicitly, and those people had already begun to threaten him.

The funds they paid to buy their identities were even made up of online loans - these people are just lazy trash, and they can't find a job based on their abilities even in the United States.

"Lao Li, have you ever thought about what to do with the news those people publish online?"

He swallowed and spoke.

They always feel that the world owes them something, and that their lives should change for the better after arriving in the United States.

Lao Li is very aware of President Cheng's strength.

Lao Li's analysis about Runren was nothing more than a cliché to Cheng Daqi. What he focused on was Lao Li's last sentence.

"As for what you said today, it made me think of something new. Lao Li, do you think we have made any progress in legal labor importation?
For example, I opened a company in the United States and hired people from China to work there. "

How ridiculous the laws in the United States are, just look at those two old men with top secret documents!

Cheng Daqi really doesn't have any ideas in this regard. The only thing he can't solve is this.

Leaning on the chair, Cheng Daqi was confused.

"Okay, as long as you are determined, don't worry, you won't even have to go to jail in the future, hahaha."

"Catch them, Mr. Cheng, America has mature private prisons.

"Okay, Mr. Cheng, we can even run through illegal business now, legal business is even easier."

"Mr. Cheng, to put it bluntly, these people are trash, standard trash.

As long as we arrest them and send them to private prisons, we can collect another amount of money from private prisons. "

I'm obviously a gentleman, but I only wanted to be with you because I thought you were honest, but now you're like this!

Regarding the risks of the identity business, Mr. Cheng sees it all too clearly. The so-called rumors spread on the Internet are purely slanders against the great American government!

“Many people who come to the United States always feel that America is a beacon of freedom, and as long as they come, their lives will naturally get better.

In his opinion, as long as Mr. Cheng is willing to take action, all his worries are nothing.

Lao Li, Lao Li, you have only been with me for a few days, how come you have become so naive?

Then, they pointed the finger at me and called us liars on some social software. "

Cheng Daqi has confirmed that Lao Li can withstand it, so any more accusations are nonsense!
law?

The law can't cure the master, but it can't cure a few run-down people who have no foundation?

The business of these private prisons is complex, but one of them is probably equivalent to legal slave labor.

Based on Lao Li's knowledge, in this three-acre area of ​​San Luodu, Mr. Cheng is already a secret giant!

It can only be said that Cheng Daqi still does not understand the absurdity of the world, and his understanding of Runren is still shallow.

Gru, that seemingly ordinary middle-aged policeman, is now the chief of San Luodu.

Cheng Daqi is very disappointed!

Lao Li replied affirmatively.

Attract people to the beauty and solve the dilemma!
He had an idea before, which was to recruit serious people from China to the United States who wanted to make money from the exchange rate difference, so that these people could help his company reduce costs.

Domestic employment pressure has always been great, and Chengdu’s new entrepreneurial ideas also lack reliable manpower.

Even though he knew that Mr. Cheng's anger was not directed at him, Lao Li was still trembling with fear.

Lao Li is really afraid, he has only earned less than one million dollars.

Smiling and shaking his head, Mr. Cheng felt helpless.

No matter that those people are not objects, they are also our customers. How can you sell them directly to the prison?
We have to go through the normal legal process anyway, right?

If the identity business is ruined because of these heaven-defying wastes, then wouldn't it be the hardship he suffered before?
"Do you have any ideas?" Mr. Cheng asked with a cold expression.

"Don't worry, let them fart, Mr. Cheng, I will definitely not leave San Luodu. No matter how happy those people are, it's useless."

New business means more money. If Mr. Cheng eats meat and he drinks soup, it may be a good thing.

"Lao Li, speaking of which, it's a coincidence that you are still a cook." Mr. Cheng pointed at Lao Li and sighed.

What Cheng Daqi said was very interesting. Li Haiping thought about it and asked tentatively.

"Mr. Cheng, do you want to open a Chinese restaurant?"

Seeing Mr. Cheng nodding, Lao Li said eagerly.

"Chinese restaurants are really not a good business. I have seen too many restaurant owners fail. Most of the so-called American Chinese restaurants have Chinese customers and can only be opened near Chinatown.

Mr. Cheng, you should consider this carefully. "

The emperor was not in a hurry, but the eunuch was. Lao Li made Mr. Cheng laugh.

"Old Li, you don't understand. This thing involves cultural output and cultural influence. My MCN company is the future of the cultural industry. Forget it, it's boring to explain to you.

Regarding the work permit, you contact Eris directly and use your name to set up a company. This time we will split the profit 40% to 60%, and you will get 40% directly!

Build the company first, and then design the model in detail. "

Chengdu needs cash flow and reliable and available people.

His current business is close to the size of the chain fitness company in his previous life, but neither Shanhaiguan nor MAS currently lack the ability to generate blood on their own.

"Mr. Cheng, I will do it as soon as possible!" Lao Li replied excitedly.

Four or six open! Mr. Cheng, you are my god!
"Lao Li, do your best and don't let me down!"

Mr. Cheng said with a smile and nod.

Lao Li has gone through several inspections and is deeply involved in various matters related to Chengdaqi. He is indeed a core stakeholder of Chengdaqi.

Correspondingly, it is also necessary to give him adequate rewards.
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"Chan, my new video got 80,000 likes, 80,000 likes! Hahahaha!
I am the most beautiful woman in America! "

The investor came to the company early in the morning to inspect, but her main purpose seemed to be to show off.

"Um, Mi'er, please calm down first. Eighty thousand likes is really good. I've told you before that you are the most beautiful girl in America."

Mr. Cheng first pulled Tamir up from his seat, then sat on him. At the same time, he said something to her casually.

There are so many things going on at MAS, and Mr. Cheng is really busy and has no time to talk nonsense with her.

"Oh, Chan, you change your face so quickly." The black-haired rich woman complained.

He is so bad, but I still like him very much, but I can't give him a good look.

"Mi'er, is there anything else?"

If you have nothing to do, just run away, don't waste time on this.

"I am an investor in MAS, and I am qualified to see the company's information." With that said, the rich black-haired woman picked up a document from Chengdu's office.

Well, the above is the Indian guy’s analysis of Zhao Hongjin’s video data.

Mr. Cheng watched with interest as Temir's expression gradually changed from complacency to gloominess.

"Hey, Mi'er, you can change your face very quickly."

Cheng Daqi teased him unkindly. He knew very well how explosive Zhao Hongjin's data was.

Xiao Zhao’s four accounts all started posting long videos with thousands of fans, and every video is very exciting—at least in 2018, it was the top level.

The content is good and the people are beautiful, the editing is good and the people are beautiful, the rhythm is good and the people are beautiful.

In short, all four accounts achieved at least tens of thousands of followers with only one video.

Now is the blue ocean era of short videos, and high-quality content is king!
"Chan, you'd better tell me, this Zhao is not that Bichi!"

Temir put down the document so bitterly that her teeth almost broke.

"Sorry, she is also a good friend of mine. She is not Bichi. Please be careful with your words."

Mr. Cheng turned his pen and admired the red and warm scenery of Temir.

"Why can one video of her get five million views!"

The black-haired rich woman was numb, the gap was too big.

She had tried her best to show off her private jet, but she still failed miserably.

"You can watch her video." Mr. Cheng took out his mobile phone and handed it to Temir.

In the video, Xiao Zhao stood tenderly in front of the camera, wearing a blue and white porcelain-themed cheongsam, holding a microphone and singing.

The lighting is very professional, even the light in her eyes is designed.

The filming was very professional, and there was even a hair dryer blowing her hair off camera.

The singing is also very professional, just a little worse than a real professional singer - Xiao Zhao has seriously studied Kunqu Opera, and his foundation is very good.

The most explosive thing was the song she chose - "My Motherland".

This is Xiao Zhao’s music account. At first, its data was not the best.

But under the influence of time, it gradually stood out from the massive singing videos by virtue of its content quality, and eventually became the most popular one.

"Fake, why can't I take pictures like this? I'm even a shareholder of MAS! I even signed an operation entrustment agreement with you!"

Temir only felt that Cheng Daqi was too partial.

Dog man, you are polite to me on the surface, but you pamper her behind the scenes!
"First, you clearly rejected my proposal; second, you are a shareholder of MAS, but not a customer of MAS, and you are more than one shareholder of MAS; third, refer to number one."

After dismissing Temir's questions in an understatement, Mr. Cheng even stretched himself.

Mi'er, your attack power is too weak now.

Very boring and unchallenging!
"I'll invest another million dollars in you, and you'll make me a more exciting video than hers! I can also sing!"

Themir threw coins boldly, but Mr. Cheng just smiled faintly.

Hey, you invest one million?

Do I need your money?
"Mi'er, it's still early for the first round of mas, I plan to raise at least tens of millions in one round.

After receiving the investment, we will strive to open four to six regional creative centers in the United States to completely establish our industry position. "

"...You still want to raise 10 million dollars for a broken company like yours?"

The rich black-haired woman really couldn't imagine that such a small company with a "gathering of talented people" was worth tens of millions.

On the other hand, she couldn't accept that Cheng Daqi started to escape her control so quickly.

The damn desire to control drove her and made her forget that if mas really became valuable, she could also make a lot of money.

"Oh, go back to your Missouri farm."

First, there was a slight sarcasm, and then Mr. Cheng and Temirko reviewed the financing history of MCN colleagues in the United States.

“But their valuation has collapsed, and MCN’s model has proven unreliable, so why can you still get investment?
Those investors are not stupid. Although they all want to take off my clothes, they are indeed very smart. "

Themir mocked.

"You don't have to find a professional investment institution. Honey, there are rich people from all over the world in the United States, such as the sons of monks in Indian temples, the leaders of some small countries, rich people who committed crimes in their original countries and went into exile overseas, and some American natives. Rich man.

My mind is open, there is money everywhere, and MAS is not a scam company. I have never worried about financing issues. "

Mr. Cheng pulled off the investor who climbed up on his desk and tried to tease him in a seductive way, and continued.

"Mas hasn't been adjusted to its best yet. Maybe in another month, you will see how mas will look like after being reborn."

Cheng will always raise funds, but his target investors seem too underworld.

"Wait, can't you find some serious investors?"

The blue eyes of the rich black-haired woman were full of disgust.

"Honey, I don't allow you to say that about yourself."

Mr. Cheng replied with a smile.

Themir, have you forgotten, you are also my investor.

After eating a soft nail, the black-haired rich woman snorted and said.

"I still want mas to take the video for me, Chan."

She had reneged on the agreement herself, and now Temir could only find Mr. Cheng to reconcile it.

"Mi'er, I promise you, can you let go of your hands first and then get up from my lap?
This is a company, it's inappropriate for you to do this! "

Smiling and standing up from Cheng Daqi, Temir also winked at Mr. Cheng.

"I want to sing too! I can sing better than her!"

Obviously she and Cheng Daqi are just friends, and Cheng Daqi and Zhao Hongjin are also just friends, but the rich black-haired woman is so strong that she gets a lot of jealousy.

“From an objective point of view, it’s very difficult to beat her in terms of singing.

And you are all my friends, there is no need to compare, you are already very good, Mi'er. "

“So what style of video should I shoot?”

The rich black-haired woman really didn't care so much about beating Zhao Hongjin in terms of video data. What she cared about was that Cheng Daqi seemed to be more interested in Zhao Hongjin's filming.

"Initially I wanted to arrange a script flow for you, but you didn't like the way the performance looked and thought it would be too troublesome. I can understand all of this.

Now based on your situation, I suggest that you continue to take pictures of your daily life, and you can send these contents to China or the United States.

In the future, if OC perfume wants to enter the Chinese market, you can become the spokesperson of OC in China. "

Mr. Cheng paused and sighed.

"Mi'er, I have thought of this step since the first day I met you, but I was still a homeless man at that time.

I didn't say it out loud at that time because I was afraid that you would think I was bragging.

The growth of the Chinese market is very large. If you are willing to take good videos seriously and manage your account seriously, you will be rewarded in the future.

You can trust me. "

For cutting-edge brands like OC Perfume, China is a great market.

Massive customers, diverse needs, and of course, there is also the future outlet for live streaming that Chengdu can see.

'You can trust me. '

Cheng Daqi’s words echoed in Temir’s heart.

Back in her office at OC Perfume, the rich black-haired woman leaned back in her chair and fell into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)