Chapter 229 Why are your goals more crooked than the last?
Outside Chengzong’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 ingrained 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 money flows 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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“Old 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. Lao Li just needs to do his job well.
"Mr. Cheng, those new people who have come in can't find jobs. They say that we tricked them into coming here."
Li Haiping said it very implicitly, and those people have already begun to threaten him. .
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?"
Leaning on the chair, Cheng Daqi was confused.
“Many people who come to the United States always feel that the United States is a beacon of freedom, and as long as they come, their lives will naturally get better.
The money they paid to buy identity even It is composed of online loans - these people are just lazy trash, and they can't find a job based on their ability in the United States.
Then they targeted me and said on some social software that we were. Liar.”
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.
“They said on social software that their identities were bought? Isn’t this digging their own graves?
Our channels have been investigated, can their identities be kept?”< br>
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.
“Mr. Cheng, to put it bluntly, these people are trash, standard trash.
They always feel that the world owes them something, and that their lives should change for the better after arriving in the United States.
After they arrived in the United States with all their money, they could not adapt to the environment here and found that they could not afford to lose, so they began to break the rules. ”
Old Li is really afraid, he has only earned less than one million dollars.
If the identity business is ruined because of these unnatural wastes, then the hardships he suffered before Isn’t it.
“Do you have any ideas? "Mr. Cheng asked with a cold expression.
Even though he knew that Mr. Cheng's anger was not directed at him, Lao Li was still trembling with fear.
He swallowed and said.
“Catch them, Mr. Cheng, America has mature private prisons.
The business of these private prisons is very complicated, but one of them is probably equivalent to legal slave labor.
As long as we arrest them and send them to private prisons, we can collect another amount of money from private prisons.”
Smiling and shaking his head, Mr. Cheng felt helpless.
Lao Li, Lao Li, you have only been with me for a few days, how come you have become so naive?
Those people are not objects, they are also our customers. How can you sell them directly to prison?
We have to go through the normal legal process, right?
I am obviously a gentleman. I only wanted to be with you because I thought you were honest, but now you are like this!
Cheng Daqi is very disappointed!
"Lao Li, have you ever thought about what to do with the news those people publish online?"
Cheng Daqi really doesn't have any ideas in this regard. The only thing he can't solve is this .
"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."
Old Li knows very well. Cheng Zong’s strength.
Gru, that seemingly ordinary middle-aged policeman, is now the chief of San Luodu.
Based on Lao Li’s knowledge, in this three-acre area of San Luodu, Chengdu is already a giant in the dark!
In his opinion, as long as Mr. Cheng is willing to take action, all his worries are nothing.
"Okay, as long as you have this determination, don't worry, you won't even have to go to jail in the future, hahaha."
Cheng Daqi has confirmed that Lao Li can withstand it, then Any more accusations are bullshit!
law?
How ridiculous the laws in the United States are just look at those two old men with top secret documents!
Concerning 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!
The law can’t cure the master, but it can’t cure a few people who have no foundation?
“As for what you said today, it made me think of something new. Lao Li, do you think we have done anything wrong with legal labor importation?
For example, I opened a company in the United States and hired people from China to work there. ”
The employment pressure in China has always been great, and Mr. Cheng’s new entrepreneurial idea also lacks reliable manpower.
Attracting people to the United States is a dilemma!
He I had an idea before, which was to recruit some serious people from China to the United States who want to make money from the exchange rate difference, and let these people help their companies reduce costs.
"Okay, Mr. Cheng, we are even illegal now. All businesses can be run through, but legal businesses are even simpler. ”
Lao Li replied affirmatively.
New business means more money. Mr. Cheng eats meat and he drinks soup. This is probably a good thing.
"Old Li, speaking of which, it's a coincidence that you are still a cook." Mr. Cheng pointed at Old Li and sighed.
What Cheng Daqi said was very interesting. Li Haiping thought about it for a while and asked tentatively.
“Mr. Cheng, do you want to open a Chinese restaurant?”
Seeing Mr. Cheng nodding, Lao Li said anxiously.
“Chinese restaurants are really not a good business. I have seen too many restaurateurs fail. Most of the so-called American Chinese restaurants have Chinese customers and can only be opened near Chinatown.< br>
Mr. Cheng, you should think carefully.”
The emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is, but 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. ”
General Manager Cheng needs cash flow and reliable and available people.
His current portfolio is close to the largest scale of the chain fitness company in his previous life, but neither Shanhaiguan nor MAS are temporarily He also lacks the ability to produce his own blood.
“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!"
Smiling and nodding, Mr. Cheng said.
Lao Li has gone through several inspections, and is deeply involved in various matters of Chengdaqi. He is indeed a core stakeholder of Chengdaqi.
Accordingly, it is also necessary to give him adequate rewards.
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"Chan, my new video has received 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.
"Uh, Mi'er, calm down first, 80,000 likes is really good. I've said it before, 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. Mr. Cheng is really busy and has no time to talk nonsense with her.
"Oh, Chan, you change your face so fast." 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 you can do?”
If you have nothing to do, just run away and don't waste time on this.
"I am an investor in MAS, and I am qualified to see the company's information." As she said that, the black-haired rich woman took a document from the Chengdu General Office.
Well, the above is the analysis of Zhao Hongjin’s video data by an Indian guy.
Mr. Cheng watched with interest as Temir's expression gradually changed from complacency to gloominess.
"Hey, Mi'er, your face-changing speed is also very fast."
Cheng Daqi teased 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. Each video is very exciting - at least in 2018, it is the top level.
Good content, beautiful people, good editing, beautiful people, good rhythm, beautiful people.
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!"
Tmir put down the document so bitterly that her teeth almost broke.
"Sorry, she is also a good friend of mine. She is not a Bichi. Please pay attention to your wording."
Mr. Cheng turned his pen and admired the scenery of Tamir's red temperature.
"Why can one video of her get five million views!"
The black-haired rich woman is numb, the gap is really too big.
She 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 someone blowing her hair with a hair dryer outside the camera.
The singing is also very professional, just a little worse than real professional singers - Xiao Zhao has seriously studied Kunqu Opera, and his foundation is very good.
The most popular song 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.
"Faq, why can't I take pictures like this? I'm even a shareholder of MAS! I even signed an operation agreement with you!"
Tmir only thinks it's a great success Too biased.
Man, you are polite to me on the outside, 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 the first."
Mr. Cheng even stretched himself as he brushed off Temir's questions in an understatement.
Mi'er, your attack power is too weak now.
Very boring and unchallenging!
"I will invest another one million dollars in you, and you will make a more exciting video for me than hers! I can also sing!"
Tmir threw money boldly, Mr. Cheng just smiled lightly.
Hey, you invest one million?
Am I short of your money?
"Mi'er, it's still early for mas' round. 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 creation centers in the United States. , completely establishing our position in the industry."
"...You still want to raise 10 million dollars for a broken company?"
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 began 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 they made a light sarcastic comment, and then Mr. Cheng and Temir briefly reviewed the financing history of their MCN counterparts in the United States.
“But their valuation has collapsed, and MCN’s model has been proven unreliable. Why can you still get investment?
Those investors are not idiots, although they all want to steal My clothes are bare, but they are indeed very smart."
Tmir mocked.
“You don’t have to find a professional investment institution. Honey, America has rich people from all over the world, including the sons of eminent monks in Indian temples, the generals of certain small countries, rich people who committed crimes in their original countries and went into exile overseas. Some wealthy American family dogs have an open mind. 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 a month, you will see what mas will look like after being reborn."
Cheng will always raise funds, but his Target investors seem too netherworldly.
“Wait a minute, 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.
Tmir, 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!"
Standing up from Cheng Daqi with a smile, Temir even 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 is very difficult for you 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."
"Then what style of video should I shoot?"
The black-haired rich woman really doesn't care about beating Zhao Hongjin in terms of video data. What she cares about is Chengdu University. Qi seems to be more interested in Zhao Hongjin's filming.
"Initially I wanted to arrange a script stream for you, but you don't like the way the acting looks and think it's too troublesome. I can understand all of this.
Now based on your situation, I suggest that you continue to film your daily life Life, you can send these contents to China and 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 Huaguo 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 a cutting-edge brand like OC perfume, China is a great market.
A large number of customers, a variety of needs, and of course, Chengdu can see The future of live streaming.
'You can trust me. ’
Cheng Daqi’s words echoed in Themir’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)