Chapter 704

"Are you going to China?" Scarlett had just woken up, rubbing her sleepy eyes as she looked at Olsen, who was watching a video on her tablet.

It was Chinese characters, and even if she just listened to the audio, she knew it was Mandarin.

During her time with Qin Yu, Scarlett had learned quite a bit.

Things like...

"On your knees," "arch your back," "faster," "nice assets"—and so on.

Olsen looked at the tablet and said,

"That's right. Qin is holding a celebration banquet for a movie in China. Warner and Fox suggested we could go over and have some fun, and offer our congratulations to Qin."

"..."

"Heh, I bet you're not just going to offer congratulations." Scarlett laughed lewdly.

"To use a Chinese phrase, you're 'traveling thousands of miles to deliver yourself on a platter'—no, wait, 'traveling thousands of miles to offer your body!'"

Olsen turned her head and gave Scarlett a cold look.

"Scarlett, if you don't speak, no one will think you're a mute."

"..."

"Tch, boring."

The Black Widow curled her lips, finding it dull. She didn't know what Qin Yu saw in a woman as boring as Olsen.

But then, Scarlett recalled, that didn't seem to be the case; Olsen still knew how to scream quite well when they were doing *that*.

Could it be that he liked that kind of contrast?

What a pervert!

That was Qin's style, alright.

It wasn't just Olsen; many Hollywood stars had heard about Qin Yu's affairs.

After consulting with their agents, they all felt it would be fun to go.

These Hollywood stars weren't fools.

They had keenly noticed that the betting companies had significantly lowered the odds for the 800 million and 600 million marks.

Conversely, the odds for 300 million and 400 million had gone up.

You could call betting companies evil, but you could never call them stupid.

There was only one reason for adjusting the odds: the betting companies had received inside information.

They felt Qin's new movie might actually be a success.

So, they planned to go and curry favor in advance; the celebration banquet was a perfect opportunity.

It would only take two days of their time.

If they could leave an impression on Qin, it might be a life-changing opportunity.

They were very good at doing that math.

"..."

"Hathaway, do you want to go to China and have some fun?" Hathaway's agent asked, holding a pen and looking serious.

"Is there an event there? Sure, I quite like China. They have cute pandas there."

A brilliant smile appeared on Hathaway's face.

"Well, on March 3rd, Qin is holding a movie celebration banquet in China. You can go and have some fun."

"Of course, you can also take the opportunity to see the pandas you like."

As soon as the agent finished speaking, Hathaway's beautiful smile suddenly froze.

"You mean... Qin..."

"That's right. What exactly happened between you and Qin last time?"

"N-nothing."

An awkward smile appeared on Hathaway's face.

What else could it be?

She had tried to be clever but ended up getting filmed herself.

To be honest, Hathaway had almost forgotten about the incident at the hotel after all this time.

Qin Yu had treated her like Rong Baiqiu.

Hathaway felt embarrassed just thinking about it.

Not only had she exposed herself voluntarily, she had even begged Qin to film her.

Now that she had a rough idea of what had been filmed, she felt she had lost all face.

It was as cheap and degrading as it could get.

Sometimes Hathaway even wondered if she had a hidden personality.

Was she really just a slut?

"Can I not go? I've been a bit tired lately."

"..."

"I suggest you go. The chances of *Pirates of the Caribbean* succeeding are very high; I've researched a lot of data."

"Once it succeeds, Qin will become a true big-name director in Hollywood. You should know how much help a director like Qin can be to an actor."

Hathaway hesitated. Of course, she knew.

The connections of a Hollywood big-name director were terrifying. Qin Yu had a great relationship with Warner and Fox.

If she could maintain a good relationship with Qin, then at the very least, she could be guaranteed fairness whenever she auditioned for movies invested in by Warner or Fox.

Fairness! Those two words were simply too important.

There were millions of actors in Hollywood; were there really no women prettier or more talented than her?

There were plenty. Why hadn't they become famous, only to leave Hollywood in disgrace?

It was because they were excluded from fairness.

Actors without a background, connections, or resources had no right to demand fairness.

"Alright, I'll go."

"That's a wise decision."

"I hope so!"

Hathaway forced a smile. She just hoped Qin Yu would return the footage to her.

If that didn't work, she wouldn't mind being his Rong Baiqiu for another month.

The thought of having something held over her head made Hathaway feel uneasy.

Although she knew Qin Yu likely wouldn't release it—he hadn't even called her once in the past six months—who could be sure?

If it were leaked by accident one day, she'd be finished.

On the other side, there was someone else in an even worse mood than Hathaway.

This person's mood was ten thousand times worse.

She was absolutely furious.

In Fan Pang's office, her agent and assistant were both present, but neither dared to speak.

Fan Pang was staring at the computer screen, her face looking incredibly unsightly.

On the screen, a girl was dancing, wearing a feathered robe.

The dynamic, catchy electronic music echoed through the office.

The agent and assistant thought it sounded pretty good—it was fun and had a strong infectious quality; they couldn't even help but move their bodies slightly.

Furious.

In Fan Pang's office.

The agent and assistant were both on the side.

But neither spoke.

Fan Pang was also looking at the computer with an incredibly difficult expression.

On the screen, there was a girl dancing.

Wearing a feather garment.

The dynamic, catchy electronic music echoed in the office.

The agent and assistant felt it sounded pretty good, quite fun, and had a lot of infectious energy, even making them unable to control their bodies.