Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1062 - 1037: Cui Chenghao’s Rage

Deep within the confines of a luxury five-star hotel, Cui Chenghao was absolutely losing his mind, hurling objects across the room as he fixated on the scathing online headlines.

"Does someone like Cui Chenghao truly believe he can waltz into Hua Country and rake in profit with that pathetic appearance?"

"I caught a glimpse of that random bystander, and honestly, the man is hundred times more striking than Cui Chenghao could ever hope to be."

"At the airport, Cui Chenghao was completely overshadowed by an incredibly handsome stranger from Hua Country."

"His attempt to act arrogant backfired spectacularly; the consequences were brutal."

Every major news outlet seemed determined to ridicule him over the ordeal.

The humiliating reports had even flooded social media back home in Korea.

It was no exaggeration to say that his reputation had effectively evaporated overnight.

And the sole catalyst for this catastrophe was that mysterious, good-looking man.

Gazing at the vitriol splashed across his screen, Cui Chenghao trembled with unadulterated rage.

He had previously earned fame throughout Korea, Hua Country, and parts of Southeast Asia thanks to a single Japanese drama.

He had always been told that Hua Country was a goldmine filled with gullible people, but he never imagined his own luck would be this atrocious.

He had been thoroughly eclipsed by a random pedestrian the very moment he stepped off the plane.

He once boasted millions of followers in Hua Country, but they had all unfollowed him in the wake of the incident.

People were now actively comparing Cui Chenghao to Ye Chen.

Cui Chenghao’s aesthetic score: 70. Ye Chen’s: 200.

In Hua Country, people had even gifted Cui Chenghao a rather mocking nickname: the Oupuke Star!

To have your fan base decimated purely by the looks of a stranger was a unique failure entirely of his own making.

Every internet celebrity and self-media creator was turning him into the laughingstock of the nation.

Reading the endless stream of caustic comments, Cui Chenghao felt as though he might snap.

"Damn it! I will never forgive that Hua Country man for what he’s done to me."

He studied his own reflection, convinced his features were perfectly fine and certainly not deserving of such harsh critiques from the local populace. Could the collective beauty standards of Hua Country truly be that distorted?

A soft knock interrupted his thoughts as a man entered the room.

Noticing the debris from the destroyed fruit platter scattered across the floor, Li Yong asked with a curious tilt of his head, "Chenghao, what has you so worked up?"

Li Yong was the presiding boss of Light Entertainment, the very man who had extended the invitation for this tour.

The two shared a relatively close professional bond.

In truth, Li Yong was already fully aware of the public relations disaster that had befallen his star.

Li Yong felt his own share of frustration.

His intention had been to partner with Cui Chenghao to secure a quick fortune. Instead, the man had made an absolute fool of himself upon arrival.

Every business partner was now balking at the prospect of collaborating with such a toxic brand.

He arrived in Hua Country without closing a single deal, and yet the overhead costs continued to mount against their own budget.

Nevertheless, Li Yong maintained a shred of optimism regarding his investment.

In his view, this was merely a temporary, manageable blunder.

With the right PR pivot, he firmly believed he could resurrect Cui Chenghao as a profitable cash cow.

Cui Chenghao was well aware of the stakes.

His popularity in Korea was constrained by its smaller market, making it significantly harder to generate the kind of wealth he craved.

Hua Country was an entirely different beast—with such a vast army of fangirls, he only needed to exert minimal effort to pocket billions.

Despite his fame, Cui Chenghao was essentially a fresh-faced celebrity with no real substance beyond some basic singing and dancing talents.

As for his character, it was best left unexamined.

Making money was his singular, selfish motivation for setting foot in Hua Country.

Consequently, he realized that keeping Li Yong on his side was imperative.

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Cui Chenghao understood that if he returned home without profit, his career would effectively be over.

The company would surely discard him, and his fading celebrity status would crumble entirely.

"I must figure this out. I have to track down that random guy and teach him a lesson he won’t soon forget," Cui Chenghao muttered, grinding his teeth in frustration.

Li Yong offered a reassuring tone, "Chenghao, do not worry yourself. I am already dispatching people to investigate. Once we locate him, we will force a public apology."

Cui Chenghao nodded, his voice dropping, "Brother Li, I am quite a stranger to Hua Country, so I am relying heavily on your connections here."

Li Yong gave a decisive nod.

As the newly appointed boss of Ray Entertainment Company, this project was his inaugural gamble.

At all costs, he needed to make Cui Chenghao a household name in Hua Country.

Light Entertainment was currently banking on importing the Korean star model to exploit the domestic audience.

Many fangirls in Hua Country held a fervent admiration for Korean oppas, and these fans were essentially living, breathing profit machines.

Securing the Korean market was therefore the top priority on his agenda.

Li Yong signaled for more food and beverages to be brought to the room.

The two men drank deeply, plotting their revenge against the mysterious stranger.

Cui Chenghao downed another cup, his mind drifting back to the man who ruined his life.

"That cursed random guy! I had no quarrel with him, yet he intentionally sabotaged me."

"It is entirely his doing that my reputation is in shambles."

"What a truly contemptible human being."

Li Yong chimed in, "Mr. Cui, rest assured. The moment we pin him down, I will ensure he suffers the consequences of his actions."

Cui Chenghao felt a spark of gratitude; in his darkest hour, Li Yong had not judged him, but supported him.

"Mr. Li, you are a true friend. Once I regain my footing, I will make sure you see a return on your investment ten times over."

Li Yong was quite satisfied to hear such promises.

"Let us push these petty grievances aside for now. How about this? I will take you to the Charming Bar for an evening of distraction."

At the mention of a bar, Cui Chenghao’s eyes gleamed with interest.

"That sounds perfect. Let us depart immediately."

The nightlife scene was Cui Chenghao’s preferred habitat.

After all, that was where the most beautiful women could always be found.

"Mr. Li, from this moment forward, you are like my own blood brother."

Li Yong chuckled under his breath, saying, "Do not fret; stay close to me, and you shall have the finest luxuries life has to offer."

Over the course of their meal, their alliance seemed to solidify.

Li Yong made empty promises, repeating, "Do not worry, Chenghao. As soon as I find your nemesis, I will settle the score for you."

Yet, as Li Yong watched the celebrity, his inner thoughts were far colder.

You talentless hack, if I weren't planning to bleed you of every cent, would I ever waste my time playing brother to an idiot like you?

Just then, Ye Chen had finished his latest courier delivery.

Without warning, his phone buzzed in his pocket.

He checked the caller ID and saw it was Wang Congcong.

"Brother Ye, it has been too long. Do you fancy coming out for a drink?"

Ye Chen replied, "Not tonight. I have to keep grinding and earn my living."

Wang Congcong laughed, "Come on, brother, we haven't spent time together in ages. Tell you what, I will pay someone to finish your remaining deliveries for the day."

Ye Chen sighed, "Where exactly did you have in mind?"

Wang Congcong answered, "The Charming Bar."

Ye Chen frowned, "The Charming Bar? I am a simple man, you know."

Wang Congcong scoffed, "Quit the act, Brother Chen. The Charming Bar is famous for its high-quality crowd, mostly university students looking for a good time."

"Is that so?"

"Absolutely. But if you truly have no interest, I will just find somebody else."

Ye Chen said, "Fine, I suppose I should come along and keep an eye on you so you don't cause any more trouble for your father."

Wang Congcong: "..."

Keep an eye on me? You are clearly only interested because you know the place is crawling with beauties.

When it came to his prowess with women, Wang Congcong admired no one quite as much as Ye Chen.

Ye Chen always seemed to be surrounded by an endless rotation of stunning, sophisticated partners.

More impressively, the women in Ye Chen’s orbit were becoming more elegant and exotic by the day.

Even Wang Congcong, who prided himself on being a connoisseur of gorgeous influencers, found himself burning with envy.

The influencers he spent his time with felt like commoners compared to the women who naturally gravitated toward Ye Chen.

"Eight o'clock tonight, then," Wang Congcong instructed.

Ye Chen nodded in agreement, checked the time, and maneuvered his car toward the lights of the Charming Bar.`