565: Chapter 93 The original title has been deleted_5 565: Chapter 93 The original title has been deleted_5 Just the three of them, CEO Cheng, Temir, and himself, so they could talk about so really important matters.
The logic here is similar to holding a eting, the larger the eting, the less useful it is.
The major decisions often co from those small, unknown etings.
“DaQi?
Ha, I usually call him Chan, Mr.
Sun, I’ve heard from Chan that you are a very influential entrepreneur in the southern region of Hua Country.”
The black-haired rich woman was too composed.
Cheng Daqi had told her that Sun Dongxin was like her to him, a very close person—CEO Cheng’s words were so beautifully put, Temir rembered it clearly.
“Hahaha, not at all, of course, I do know so friends who can help OC find a suitable factory or research and developnt institution to cooperate with, there are no problems at all, I can handle it all.”
As a Confucian businessman, Sun Dongxin was initially modest upon hearing Temir’s blunt words, but he quickly realized that there was no culture of modesty in the West and swiftly changed the topic.
“Thank you, I…”
Inside Dinghu Residence, the two of them started their conversation like this.
On the other side, CEO Cheng’s motorcade was stuck in the evening rush hour traffic on Lu Island—the rush hour of Lu Island, those who know, know.
Sitting in the backseat of the Maybach, Zhao Ying was feeling a surge of emotions; this was her first real entrance into the big shot’s threshold.
Cheng Daqi was busy fighting on his tablet, dealing with business in Arica, with no ti to chat much with her, so she sat next to CEO Cheng timidly and started playing with her phone.
However, CEO Cheng noticed Zhao Ying’s nervousness.
“Xiao Zhao, it’s like this, I plan to launch a new major project, which will be very key.
I was worrying about who to put in charge.”
But you have co today…
As I was considering, you showed up, and I’ve decided to put you in charge of the project on-site, which may present so challenges.”
“CEO Cheng, I…”
Zhao Ying stamred, is this what it’s like to be around a big shot?
A major project, very key, could my life really change so easily?
Cheng Daqi didn’t pay attention to her thoughts and continued.
“You have to be clear about your identity, don’t expect too much.
My future marriage will either be to an ultra-rich tycoon or a glamorous political family.
But even as a lover, I also hope for you to have your own career, do you understand?”
Cruel, realistic, cold, Zhao Ying nodded with difficulty.
She was not disappointed, even a bit inexplicably excited.
Being the lover of a big shot is also good; she hadn’t expected that a newly rich tycoon like Cheng Daqi could have such a luxurious motorcade and even give her special resources.
This was beyond her expectations.
Unaware of what the girl was thinking, Cheng Daqi simply confird.
“Have I made myself clear?”
“CEO Cheng, I’m very sensible, you can rest assured.”
Zhao Ying pretended to be demure and obediently responded.
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Upon arriving at Dinghu Residence, Cheng Daqi first nodded to Sun Dongxin and then turned his attention to Mi’er.
The black-haired rich woman was eyeing Zhao Ying; Cheng Daqi had already explained everything clearly to her through the phone, and she understood CEO Cheng’s approach, but she still couldn’t help but give Zhao Ying a few more glances.
Those few glances made Zhao Ying break out in a sweat.
She was 1.7 ters tall, Temir was 1.8 ters.
She was quite pretty, but Temir’s face was almost the epito of human beauty.
The round-faced low-tier Xiao Cheng was suddenly aware of how big the gap between people could be.
“Xiao Cheng, what’s going on?”
Although Sun Dongxin was approaching fifty, he was an old gossip like Lao Deng.
“Got a lover to help with so work, ah, what a hassle.”
CEO Cheng muttered a complaint in a low voice, then shouted to the staff.
“Serve the dishes, Brother Sun, just flew from Saint Rodu to Lu Island, and then was busy in the office all day, eting people.”
“I’m really hungry, bring two servings of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall first, then a bowl of noodle soup, make the sauce salty and savory, with so Sichuan pepper.”
Brother Sun’s Dinghu Residence was all too familiar to CEO Cheng, he didn’t hesitate at all and started ordering directly.
“Hahaha, Xiao Cheng, you, you, hurry up and get moving, what are you still standing there for?”
Sun Dongxin liked the energy in Cheng Daqi; since CEO Cheng entered, he had only spoken two sentences, but they had dispelled any sense of strangeness.
“Brother Sun, you don’t understand, there’s no noodle soup in Arica, sigh.”
Cheng Daqi’s complaints sounded as ordinary as a family junior talking to an elder, and Sun Dongxin nodded in agreent.
“I used to run the Arica market too, they indeed have fewer noodle dishes there—pasta and such, hahaha.”
“Brother, stop it, you’re making want to open a restaurant in Arica again.”
Cheng Daqi understood what Sun Dongxin was complaining about, he joked with a laugh, and then they moved onto the topic of Temir, which they discussed in English.
Mi’er was the main character of the evening.
“How’s your chat with Mi’er going?”
The black-haired rich woman noticed CEO Cheng’s use of English, she smiled and replied for Sun Dongxin.
“Mr.
Sun has put in touch with many strong suppliers, Chan, thank you, and thank you, Mr.
Sun.”
Cheng Daqi pulled her to sit next to him and introduced her.
“Dongxin Group is the most powerful private trading company in Hua Country; they have the world’s best resources in the manufacturing and production sectors.
Brother Sun has been in the trade industry for over twenty years; the businesses he recomnds for you to contact are definitely not bad.
However, for the specifics of the cooperation, you can go and visit them the next few days, get a sense of it before you make a decision.”
Hearing CEO Cheng’s words, Sun Dongxin smiled and nodded; the old fox knew exactly what was going on.
Like CEO Cheng said, he must have told Mi’er these things before, but ntioning it today like this was giving himself face.
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