Chapter 561: Old Acquaintance Monica

With Chen Jiajun's prior agreement, plus the potential of the SCAM company.

Jordan Belfort essentially agreed, letting the Stratton Oakmont company take over the IPO work for SCAM.

And on Xu Jiawei's side, he also began the audit process with the US Securities and Exchange Commission.

After all, for a company to want to list, there are many operations required; the audit workflow is divided into major stages such as acceptance, meetings, inquiries, feedback sessions, pre-disclosure, preliminary review meetings, issuance review meetings, sealing of files, post-meeting matters, and approval for issuance.

These things cannot be solved in a short while; it will take at least a year.

During this time, Xu Jiawei will likely have to run back and forth between Longkou and the United States.

However, at most, he himself will just be a bit tired; those collaborators on Wall Street will certainly help him handle the other matters.

"Now that everything that needs to be done is done, it depends on how far this idiot Jordan can go!"

Xu Jiawei said to Chen Jiajun with a smile: "This guy privately approached me to buy company shares, and I sold all the shares to him! It's just that the stocks are still under my name for now."

Chen Jiajun immediately laughed: "Well done, this way Jordan is tied to us! Even if the ship sinks, he won't be able to jump off!"

Xu Jiawei shook his head and said: "This guy is too greedy. Logically speaking, a guy who could make the company scale so large in just a few months shouldn't lack this bit of risk awareness, right?"

Cao Weicai sneered and said: "This is Wall Street. The crazier they are when making money, the more miserably these people die when a financial crisis hits."

"During the financial crisis in the early nineties, there were countless people jumping off the Gold Gate Bridge; it was just like making dumplings!"

"Talking about risk with these people? I can only tell you that the only lesson humans have learned from history is that humans never learn from history."

Xu Jiawei laughed: "Ha, it seems the United States is really different from back home! I'm still not used to the atmosphere here!"

Chen Jiajun said indifferently: "Alright, anyway, this plan still needs time to brew; keep in touch on your end!"

"I understand, Boss!" Xu Jiawei nodded and said: "But Boss, besides the Shenzhou Phone and the Electronic Dictionary having some sales, the full-unit business at Shenzhou Technology has been sluggish. Should we adjust our strategy?"

Shenzhou Technology Company released three new products at the last launch event.

Apart from the Shenzhou Phone and the Electronic Dictionary being a big hit, the other businesses are declining rapidly.

This caused Xu Jiawei's concern; after all, a mature company can't just rely on one product to eat, right?

If something happens to the Shenzhou Phone, Shenzhou Technology will also suffer a huge blow.

Chen Jiajun said with confidence: "Don't worry, the Laboratory in Brunei has already made progress; it will definitely surprise you when the time comes."

Chen Jiajun never speaks empty words, which made Xu Jiawei feel much more at ease.

After staying in New York for three days, he returned to the country.

And Cao Weicai had to go to Albuquerque to interview the Professional Manager he had poached.

"Boss, you aren't going?" Seeing that Chen Jiajun had no intention of leaving, Cao Weicai asked curiously.

Chen Jiajun rolled his eyes and said: "You go first, I have a date tonight! Why do you like being a third wheel so much?"

Cao Weicai shrugged and could only leave first.

That's right, Chen Jiajun had a date with an old acquaintance today, Monica Bellucci.

……

In the hotel Restaurant, Monica had already been waiting there for a long time.

Although this woman was already thirty, the charm she exuded was even more fascinating.

It was just like a ripe peach.

It's just that Monica hadn't had an easy time in the United States over these years; the modeling industry is a job that relies on youth.

Having been in the mix for so many years without making a name for herself, being a nobody had already made Monica feel somewhat disheartened.

So, under the instigation of her agent, she stepped into the entertainment industry.

But the entertainment industry in the United States is also not easy to navigate; strictly speaking, a washed-up model like her with no connections, no background, and no popularity doesn't have it easy anywhere.

Apart from relying on selling her body to mingle in the Hollywood independent film circle, there is simply no way to get any mainstream resources.

But looking at those producers who were like fat pigs, Monica felt an inexplicable disgust.

Although she was very clear about the rules of Hollywood, she didn't want to do that.

And she wasn't completely without options, such as that mysterious oriental tycoon.

Compared to those disgusting, pot-bellied producers, Chen Jiajun could bring her great enjoyment in terms of both looks and physique.

Perhaps this tycoon with immense power could solve her predicament.

So, upon learning that Chen Jiajun was in New York, she immediately sought him out to pour out what she had encountered.

After complaining for a while, Monica said somewhat apologetically: "Sorry, I've encountered some things recently and just had to get them off my chest!"

Chen Jiajun said with a smile: "You should have told me sooner."

Monica shook her head and said: "I didn't want to make myself seem too mercenary; after all... you are somewhat different!"

Monica wasn't lying when she said this; Chen Jiajun's act of saving the damsel in distress that day had indeed left a deep impression on her.

So she didn't want to appear too mercenary; if it weren't for the fact that what she encountered this time was too disgusting and had left her with no way out, she wouldn't have come to ask Chen Jiajun for help.

Chen Jiajun looked at Monica's appearance, frowned, and said: "What? Does the other party have a big background?"

Monica lit a lady's cigarette and shook her head: "To you, he is just a small character, but to those of us trying to make a living in Hollywood, this guy is definitely a formidable character."

"Tell me about it?" Chen Jiajun asked curiously.

Monica could only spit out that bastard's name: "Harvey, Harvey Weinstein."

Hearing Monica's words, Chen Jiajun immediately raised his eyebrows: "So it's this guy! He is currently the person in charge of Disney's subsidiary, Miramax, right?"

Monica seemed somewhat surprised: "You've heard of this person?"

Chen Jiajun had heard of this guy all too well, but that was before he transmigrated.

This man, known as "the most powerful person in Hollywood," was eventually brought down by political correctness,

and was even kicked out of the company he founded himself.

It is said that the number of actresses he assaulted reached hundreds; although some were exaggerations, there were certainly many real ones.

This guy can be said to be the representative figure of the Hollywood "casting couch."

However, at this point in time, he was still working for Disney, far from having the power to dominate the independent film circle as he would after starting his own business.

So Chen Jiajun smiled slightly and said to Monica, "Leave this matter to me to solve!"

Monica was a bit surprised: "You don't seem to have any connection with Hollywood, do you?"

"But I have friends! Don't worry, if I say I can solve it, I definitely can; if I can't, I have other ways to solve it!" Chen Jiajun said quite domineeringly.

Chen Jiajun indeed had a way; his confidence was Netflix.

Today's Netflix had already beaten the traditional rental giant Blockbuster to the ground and was constantly absorbing the other party's assets, becoming a partner to major Hollywood film and television companies.

The DVD rental industry was a very important supplementary channel for movie box office.

With this relationship, it could be said that Chen Jiajun could talk directly to the senior management of the six major Hollywood companies.

A tiny Harvey was indeed nothing.

And if he really wanted to fix this fat man, there were other means he could use.

Hearing Chen Jiajun say this, Monica immediately felt relieved. The two stopped talking about such annoying things and returned to the hotel together after dinner.

Perhaps because she had something to ask of Chen Jiajun, Monica was burning with passion this evening.

……

The next morning, Chen Jiajun and Monica were woken up by the sound of a frantic phone call.

Monica felt for the phone on the bedside table, and from the other end of the line came her agent's furious voice: "Damn it, Monica, where are you now? Where the hell are you right now?"

Monica frowned but didn't get angry, just saying indifferently: "I'm resting at the hotel! I don't need to report this to you, do I?"

"I am your agent!" the other party said in an aggressive tone: "And you promised to attend the banquet last night, how dare you stand them up?"

Monica said unhappily: "You were the one who promised for me, I didn't promise!"

"Hell!" the agent cursed again: "I really want to kill you right now. Last time you offended Mr. Weinstein, and I had a hard time convincing him to see you again! You'd better show up immediately, I don't want to say it a second time!"

Monica glanced at the man beside her and then said to her agent: "You're fired!"

"What? What the hell did you say?" The agent was stunned: "I'm warning you..."

Unfortunately, before the agent could finish, Monica hung up the phone directly. Chen Jiajun smiled at Monica and said: "It seems this agent of yours is very arrogant! Thinking they have you under their thumb?"

Monica said with a headache: "Hollywood agents are all the same; even if you change agents, it's still like this. For the sake of profit, they can sell out their clients at will, just like pimps!"

Chen Jiajun lifted Monica's chin and said: "That's because you aren't famous enough. Once you become famous, you will find that these agents become true servants!"

Monica looked at Chen Jiajun curiously and said: "You know a lot about Hollywood?"

Know a fart; Chen Jiajun's knowledge of Hollywood all came from some gossip news.

But it was very useful, that's all.

So Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "I know a little, and didn't I tell you I have some friends?"

Monica nodded and didn't say anything more.

Chen Jiajun looked at Monica's depressed expression, patted her smooth back and said: "Alright, no need to be so depressed, let's solve these little troubles for you first!"

After the two washed up, they planned to have lunch at the hotel before heading to Burbank in Los Angeles.

At that time, just let Marc Randolph say a word to Disney.

It wasn't even worth Chen Jiajun showing up in person; that would be too demeaning.

As for Monica's current predicament, it was actually very easy to solve.

Netflix had close cooperation with major studios; when the time came, he would find a bright project, say a word to get her stuffed into a supporting role, and let Monica build some fame.

For a big shot at the top of the food chain like Chen Jiajun, Monica's years of hard work couldn't compare to a single word from him.

The two had just arrived at the Restaurant when they saw a woman storming over in a rage.

And the target was exactly Monica.

Monica frowned and said: "How did she find this place?"

"Who?" Chen Jiajun asked curiously.

"My former agent!"

As Monica said this, the other party had already walked over.

This woman had short hair and looked very capable, her face covered in freckles, and her appearance was that of an ordinary person.

Even though she was a head shorter than Monica, she looked much more aggressive than Monica.

She coldly said to Monica: "Get up and come with me! Mr. Weinstein is waiting for you to give him a reasonable explanation!"

Monica said with dissatisfaction: "I'm telling you, you've already been fired by me!"

"What did you say? Do you dare say that again?" The agent looked like she wanted to eat someone, pointing at Monica and saying: "Don't tell me you didn't answer the phone last night just to be with this Shibaitou?"

Hearing this, Chen Jiajun couldn't help but laugh and cry.

For so many years, some said he had the gaze of an eagle and the heart of a wolf, some said he was sinister and cunning, some called him Xiaomianhu, but no one had ever called him a Shibaitou, which made Chen Jiajun involuntarily touch his own cheek.

However, Chen Jiajun wouldn't stoop to the level of such a small character and didn't take it to heart, but Monica said very unhappily: "Stop pestering me, I will pay the breach of contract fee to the company on time, you can go!"

Hearing Monica being so resolute, the agent was so angry her chest felt like it would explode, and she pointed at Monica, threatening: "If you dare to do this, don't think about surviving in Hollywood in the future! I advise you to think clearly; I can pretend you were just speaking in anger before!"

Hearing this, Chen Jiajun finally couldn't help it and let out a scoff.

A tiny agent with such a big mouth—Chen Jiajun found it quite ridiculous.

"What are you laughing at? Yellow-skinned monkey?" The agent spoke very foul-mouthedly at Chen Jiajun.

In her view, Monica had always been the type that was easy to control; now that this situation had suddenly appeared, she must have been brainwashed by this man.

Chen Jiajun wiped his mouth with a napkin, glanced at the woman, and then said to Dumu behind him: "Give her a slap, don't kill her!"

Only then did the agent notice that not far behind this Asian man stood a guy who looked like a bodyguard.

Before the agent could react, she was slapped so hard she staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Feeling the burning pain on her cheek, the agent finally realized she had provoked the wrong person.

Someone who brought a bodyguard just to eat a meal was clearly not an ordinary person, and certainly not someone a small agent like her could afford to provoke.

Monica said to her agent with a look of disgust: "You had better leave quickly, don't make me call someone to throw you out!"

The agent was slapped into sobriety; it was clear that this woman, Monica, had latched onto a wealthy benefactor.

Thus, the agent just glared at Monica with a vicious look, then turned around and left directly.

Monica shook her head helplessly, then said to Chen Jiajun: "Sorry, my affairs have dragged you into this!"

Chen Jiajun said indifferently: "Small matter!"

Originally, Chen Jiajun thought that woman would learn to be a bit smarter and consciously get lost.

But he did not expect that she would return after only a moment, and she even brought a big fat man with her.

And this fat man was none other than Harvey Weinstein.

The agent's idea was very simple: even if she couldn't make Monica submit, she had to bring out this big shot Harvey to properly disgust this pair of scoundrels.

Who in the industry didn't know that this guy Harvey was extremely overbearing and liked to force himself on actresses.

It would be best to provoke both sides into a fight, so that she could vent her anger.

"I was just wondering when I would see you again!" Harvey walked over and said to Monica with a loud laugh.

However, after walking closer and seeing Chen Jiajun by Monica's side, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

The smile on his face also froze.

Clearly, Harvey had already recognized Chen Jiajun.

The United States is a society with a very strong commercial atmosphere; Chen Jiajun purchased 1.5% of Bank of America stock a while ago and even made the newspapers, so it wouldn't be hard for an interested person to recognize him!

Chen Jiajun looked at Harvey Weinstein with a half-smile and said: "Mr. Weinstein? Are you talking to me?"

Harvey shuddered instantly and hurriedly nodded, saying: "Of course, Mr. Chen, we met once at the last cocktail party!" (End of chapter)