199: Chapter 77 ‘Interesting, it looks sowhat interesting.’ _2 199: Chapter 77 ‘Interesting, it looks sowhat interesting.’ _2 Her tone was so genuine that if Cheng Daqi hadn’t seen the teasing in her eyes, he might have really believed her tall tales.
“So I an so little in your heart, Chan, that tonight, you’re not allowed in my bed.”
Temir got more and more excited as she spoke, directly entering a state of high drama.
Cheng Daqi wore the expression of an elderly subway rider engrossed in his phone as he replied.
“It’s over, Mi’er.
We don’t have to pretend to be a couple anymore.”
His words seed to press the pause button; Temir stopped all her movents and speech.
Cheng Daqi spread his hands; he felt it was better to clarify so things.
Temir clearly understood Cheng Daqi’s aning and saw his expression.
She knew it was ti to end things.
The black-haired rich woman returned to her falsely gentle deanor, glancing at Cheng Daqi with contempt.
“Hmph, what a boring man!”
She was still so proud.
“So, I’ll send you all the docunts for the new company tomorrow.
I’ll leave these matters in your hands, okay, Mi’er?”
Cheng Daqi tried to steer the conversation back to normalcy, discussing the shared business with the black-haired rich woman.
“Send them tonight.
You’re my best friend, and I’ll push for speed.
The procedures will be done within two days.”
Her mouth said one thing, but Temir was thinking sothing entirely different.
Chan, you’ll just obediently work for from now on!
“Lisa told you don’t plan to take a large share.
What are you thinking?”
When it cos to profit distribution, caution and clarity are necessary to avoid ending up in a situation where even friendship becos impossible due to conflicts over money.
“Eight hundred thousand, forty percent.
Let’s leave it at that.”
With her sunglasses on, she was the king of the night.
Temir changed her mind.
Why should I let you benefit?
I want to raise my price now!
Her words suited Cheng Daqi just fine; after all, with A and B shares in the future, his control over the company wasn’t related to his shareholding.
“No problem.
And I have to say, even though it’s nightti, you’re still stunning with those sunglasses on, Mi’er.”
Temir’s proposal was reasonable, and Cheng Daqi had no objections and agreed on the spot.
He casually paid a complint, but the black-haired rich woman shot back imdiately.
“Save your flattery for your girlfriends, boy.”
“Mi’er, we’re just pretending to be a couple…”
Turning to look at Cheng Daqi, who was bending over to talk to her, Temir extended her middle finger in a friendly and amicable farewell.
“Don’t flatter yourself, Chan.
Seeing you is like looking at a toy, nothing more.”
The rich woman waved her hand grandly, signaling the driver to leave.
The black Mushang began to move slowly.
Cheng Daqi didn’t chase after the car, shouting for Yanzhi; after watching it for a few seconds, he went back into the house.
Sitting in the back seat, Temir impassively turned her head away; she picked up her phone and started to surf aimlessly.
When one begins to feel pain that cannot be eased, one will do anything to numb oneself.
Temir didn’t consider herself in pain; she was just a bit uncomfortable.
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Big house, living room.
Sani was tidying up the table while Kernor sat next to Zhao Hongjin.
There had been so many guests before that the big black guy was afraid of doing sothing stupid and embarrassing Cheng Daqi, so he had refrained from talking too much, mostly just eating in silence.
Now that everyone had left, he could finally check out Cheng Daqi’s live stream.
Being familiar with live streaming but not with watching soone else host one had the big black guy finding it quite novel.
The blonde veteran moved the barbecue from the balcony to the storage room, and when he returned to the living room, he noticed Kernor sitting next to Zhao Hongjin.
He shouted loudly, “Cort, what are you looking at?
Co help with this!”
Buddy, don’t do sothing stupid, I’m begging you.
Scott was genuinely concerned; he knew all too well the level of Kernor’s intelligence.
“No worries, I’ll help you out instead.
Here, take this phone and chat with them.”
Zhao Hongjin caught on to Scott’s concern and, not being one to discriminate, promptly handed the live streaming phone to Kernor.
“No need…
Chan, you talk with Zhao.
Cort, co help out.”
Having an elder is like having a treasure; Scott’s age made him a treasure indeed.
Cheng Daqi overheard the conversation, realizing how extrely lucky he was.
Scott and Zhao Hongjin were both really smart and eager to help him.
How could he not consider himself fortunate to have such friends?
He sat down on the sofa and took the live stream from Zhao Hongjin’s hands.
“The party’s over, and finally, let’s have Cole perform so of our Hua Country martial arts for everyone.
Do you guys want to see?”
Cheng Daqi’s presence was t with a bunch of negative reviews.
“Get lost, I want to see the girls.”
“That old black dude better roll out quick, why are you mixing up with a black dude, making friends with a black dude, you’re really sothing.”
“Ah, forget it, I’m just biased against black people.”
Fortunately, such outrageous sentints were in the minority, and many more were eager to see Zhao Hongjin continue on cara.
“Cole, look, they’re all looking forward to your Hua Country kung fu, they’re all comnting for you.
Do you have the courage?”
Under Zhao Hongjin’s gaze, which was as wide as copper bells, Cheng Daqi coolly took on the role of the benevolent interpreter.
“Chan, my moves are still not smooth…”
Thinking about his moves being watched by a lot of viewers, Kernor started to get nervous.
“It’s about the aura.
Do you know what ‘aura’ ans?
Strike with the aura!
You are my disciple!”
Cheng Daqi continued to cheer him on, while Zhao Hongjin was too shocked to respond.
Disciple?
CEO Cheng, are you part of Master Ma’s lineage?
A big player in the martial world?
Kernor was a black young man with a simple heart.
He stood in the middle of the living room, starting to recall the moves he’d practiced over the past few days.
“Damn, he even took that black dude as his disciple, isn’t he a beggar?
Why would he take a disciple and teach martial arts?”
“California’s Governor really understands how to work the audience.
We, the viewers, are totally in his hands.”
“He posted a video pretending to be dead, we’ve already finished our cyberspace mourning, and then he cos back to life for a livestream.”
“We thought he was a beggar, but he’s living in a big house, accompanied by a beauty, eyed by investors, has a company back ho, and even takes on a disciple abroad.”
“He knows his traffic, I even suspect that from the beginning to the end it was all scripted, all fake.”
“Doubts?
It’s absolutely scripted!”
The girl with the peach blossom eyes tilted her head, taking in all the comnts in the livestream.
But she didn’t say anything, believing that Cheng Daqi would give her an explanation.
“Chan, can I start?”
Kernor asked, his tone unexpectedly steady, and he even managed to speak without stuttering.
At this mont, he wasn’t the black man Kernor, but rather Kernor, the kung fu kid who had mastered Hua Country’s martial arts.
“Just a mont, let introduce to the viewers the martial art you’ve learned.”
“This martial art was crafted by multiple Hua Country kung fu masters, specifically designed for beginners, with a great foundational effect.”
The art of language, the surprise in the unexpected.
Cheng Daqi really knew his traffic.
He had even prepared for hiring online troops.
During today’s livestream, content highlight after highlight took place, and ending with Kernor’s ‘kung fu’ will be explosive.
“Chan, do you really understand kung fu?”
Little Zhao couldn’t hold back anymore, she was hooked by Cheng Daqi’s introduction like a dangling fish on a hook.
“Just a bit, a little bit.”
Cheng Daqi spoke the truth, but everyone thought he was being modest.
“Get started, Cole, rember to demonstrate power in your moves.”
Zhao Hongjin’s beautiful eyes twinkled, also turning towards the stout black man.
At this mont, the epoch-making Hua Country ‘master’ Kernor stepped onto the online stage for the first ti.
It’s October 20, 2018, 7:30 pm in Arica.
With a snap, Kernor’s legs spread apart on the spot, his movents sharp, exuding an impressive aura.
He was about to begin!
“This is interesting, looks kind of cool.”
“I’ve been learning traditional martial arts since I was a kid; his starting pose has a bit of a Northern Leg style, but it’s not yet refined.”
“Ha, traditional martial arts are just for show.
Any boxer could punch through the traditional martial arts circle—’punch through,’ do you understand?”
The trolls in the comnt section started to act like they knew it all again.
But there was one point they agreed upon.
In 2018, most livestreams were pretty lackluster.
However, in today’s livestream from Cheng Daqi, the beauty, singing, and dancing were all impressive.
Judging by the quality of the singing and dancing just now, Kernor’s martial arts performance shouldn’t disappoint either.
Therefore, viewers in the livestream room were very much looking forward to the performance of this kung fu-savvy black man!
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