Chapter 428: Turtle Shell, Throwing Money at Me?

This was not Chen Nuo's first time in Silicon Valley.

In his previous life, he once came to Stanford with Pan Chengrong to visit and check in. The photo of the mother and son taking a picture under the Hoover Tower was later placed next to the TV cabinet in Pan Chengrong's LA home for a long time.

Similarly, when he and his Korean girlfriend crossed the United States along Highway 1, they also passed through Silicon Valley and left many romantic memories here.

However, at this moment it was September 2011, and the time was many years earlier than his previous life's memory.

At this time, Facebook had just taken over this 57-acre campus that originally belonged to Sun Microsystems, and had not yet completely finished moving.

The headquarters campus located in Menlo Park was also far from having the sci-fi feel of the future.

There was no MPK20 building designed by Frank Gehry that possessed the world's largest open office space, and no one would know that 10 years later, this place would evolve from a simple technology park into a comprehensive community integrating office, residential, and commercial.

He still remembered that when he and his Korean girlfriend couldn't get into the FB headquarters, they drank coffee in a coffee shop in Palo Alto for more than an hour and discussed the rise of Facebook.

Among them, his Korean girlfriend who was studying at Berkeley taught—no, discussed many things with him, among which she mentioned that 2011 was a key node for FB's rise.

Now, Chen Nuo stood outside the Facebook headquarters in Menlo Park, seeing this campus in front of him that had not yet fully taken shape, he couldn't help but feel deeply moved—

"In 2011, Silicon Valley, the technology wave is sweeping in, giants like Google and Apple have already taken root nearby."

"Facebook, as a new star, is chasing at an astonishing speed, and will become the fifth 'trillion'-level enterprise in the next ten years."

"I believe that no one could have imagined it at that time."

The beauty's words were still ringing in his ears. Who could have expected that he would come to this time and place by mistake?

He took out his phone and took a picture of the scene in front of him—the empty campus entrance without the "Like" sculpture, a few simple office buildings, and the Silicon Valley skyline faintly visible in the distance, looking just like some logistics park in China in the future.

Mark Zuckerberg saw this, and felt both angry and amused.

He really didn't expect it, otherwise it would be hard to say whether he would have gone to find this person to be the FB image ambassador—a movie star, unexpectedly having a feeling of deep affection for his company for no reason.

If you say he likes social networking sites, his follower count has already reached over 32 million now, but he posts fewer and fewer updates. For such an important movie release this time, he only posted two updates. One was the group photo on the red carpet at the London premiere, and the other was a selfie of him and a group of Chinese fans.

If you say he doesn't like it. He hadn't even entered the door yet, and he was already feeling very touched, and started taking out his phone to take pictures?

What is there to take pictures of?

". We expect to move all departments, a total of over 2,000 employees, from Palo Alto by December, and now about half of the departments have moved. The purpose of changing the campus is that the company is developing at a high speed, and in the next one to two years, we plan"

When Sheryl Sandberg introduced this, Zuckerberg made a prompt decision, interrupted her, took over the conversation and said: "We plan to cut one-third of the staff. Let me introduce Chen, Sheryl."

The Jewish woman looked at him with a somewhat helpless look and retreated to the side.

Indeed, this was different from what was discussed in advance, but he had changed his mind now.

The Chinese person's performance was really too strange, and he finally chose to believe in himself.

"Are you going to be my tour guide, Mark?" Chen Nuo smiled, "Don't tell me you think I will give a tip?"

"Hahahaha."

The 10 or so people accompanying him all laughed.

Although Mark Zuckerberg felt that these words were a bit yin-yang, but everyone was laughing, so he had to follow and laugh: "Remember to give a little more. I won't be polite to you."

"Haha, don't worry." Chen Nuo smiled and put away his phone, following Zuckerberg towards the depths of the campus.

The sun shone on the office buildings that had not been fully renovated, and some employees were shuttling through the campus, the air was filled with the fresh air of early autumn, but in Chen Nuo's eyes, it carried the restlessness of the smell of money.

Hearing this Jewish guy beside him talking nonsense about layoffs, and then really starting to talk nonsense with him with bad intentions, Chen Nuo had no choice. Since he wanted to compete with him in acting, he of course only had two words—

Fulfill.

"There is nothing to see in this place." Zuckerberg said, "It's just a few antique buildings left by Sun Microsystems. I don't like it here, moving here is actually just for cheapness, the land rent here is much lower than Palo Alto."

"How much lower?"

Zuckerberg was stunned, "What?"

Chen Nuo looked at him seriously, "Didn't you say the rent is lower than Palo Alto? How much lower?"

"I..." Zuckerberg's face suddenly stiffened a bit, then shrugged, and said: "A little lower. But, you know, Facebook is burning money very fiercely now, advertising revenue hasn't kept up, every penny is worth saving."

Chen Nuo nodded, revealing a hint of realization and said: "So that's it, I saw in the newspaper that FB is the fastest-growing emerging enterprise in 10 years, with nearly 800 million registered users, it turns out it was fake news. Then it seems that Time magazine rated Mark as one of the 'Top Ten Influential People of 2010', that was also a mistake?"

Zuckerberg was a bit awkward, looked at Chen Nuo, seeing the sincere and natural expression on his face, it really didn't look like he was being sarcastic, so he had to say a bit stiffly, as if reciting lines: "Yes, you could say that. Although, our users have indeed grown a bit. However, I also don't know what tomorrow's fate will be."

"The example of MySpace is right in front of us, many companies look beautiful, but in fact, there are many internal problems."

"Like us, recently, servers often crash, privacy complaints haven't stopped, advertisers always complain that our conversion rate is low. Sometimes I doubt whether we expanded too fast. To be honest, sometimes I feel that it's hard to say whether we can hold on until the IPO."

Chen Nuo finally understood what Xiao Zha was doing, and immediately smiled slightly: "Oh, so miserable? Fortunately, I have already received this year's endorsement fee, is it that if it's later, I will need to go to court to ask for salary?"

As soon as this was said, the accompanying team immediately burst into low laughter. Especially the Chinese personnel inside, such as Guli Nazha who laughed the loudest.

Sandberg's mouth twitched, seemingly wanting to say something, but held back.

Zuckerberg said a lot, got such an answer, and also felt like he had eaten a fly, forced a smile and said: "That's not quite the case."

He was also really puzzled in his heart at this time, was he telling a lie?

It was a lie.

But it was also a lie that was very likely to become reality.

Even now, many outside critics indeed have this kind of voice.

Although he had always scoffed at this.

However, he was him. The other party was just an actor, how come it felt like he didn't take it to heart at all, and was laughing and joking with himself?

Was he so confident in FB's development? So confident in himself?

At this juncture, Mark Zuckerberg didn't know whether to cry or laugh about this.

Talking and chatting, the group walked into an office building. A dozen employees on the first floor were typing on keyboards in large cubicles, and on the whiteboard wall facing them, a few hand-drawn posters were posted, also written with the slogan "Move fast and break things".

"This is our office now. Relatively simple." Zuckerberg said.

Hearing the sound, a few people near the door looked up, and when they saw Chen Nuo, they instantly showed surprised expressions, and a female employee let out an "OMG".

People near the office all heard it, and all looked over one after another, and then the sound of gasping followed one after another.

Chen Nuo smiled and waved at them, which immediately caused several more excited screams.

Zuckerberg smiled: "You are very popular here."

Chen Nuo smiled at the female employee who covered her mouth and had a flushed face, and said: "Hello."

"OMG OMG OMG..." The female employee muttered incoherently, then reacted all of a sudden, stood up with a clatter, stretched out her hand and said: "Naomi Grait. You, hello."

"Hello."

"Very happy to see you, I am your... fan."

She shouldn't have lied, because Chen Nuo saw several photos of him posted on her workstation, and couldn't help but smile: "Thank you."

Naomi noticed his gaze, her face was a bit flushed, she looked at Zuckerberg, and tentatively said: "Chen, can I take a photo with you?"

Chen Nuo looked at Zuckerberg and smiled: "I think if the CEO agrees, it should be no problem."

Even if Zuckerberg was unwilling, what could he say at this time?

Of course, he could only smile and nod.

And then it got out of hand, the whole office became restless.

Guli Nazha watched Chen Nuo taking photos one by one with the FB employees who lined up in a dragon.

Although she had traveled all over the world and was long used to similar scenes, in such a large company like FB, seeing these Stanford and Harvard graduates also acting like ordinary people, smiling and taking photos with the boss, she couldn't help but have a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

After a while, she saw someone who looked like a manager or supervisor say to Chen Nuo: "Chen, can you leave a message for all of us on the whiteboard?"

Guli Nazha saw Chen Nuo agree, and her heart suddenly lifted.

She didn't know what she was nervous about.

Maybe it was the inferiority complex of a high school graduate in front of these top students or even geniuses, making her suddenly a bit worried, a bit uneasy, not knowing what her boss who scored 412 in the college entrance examination would write.

Chen Nuo had been a star for a long time, unlike Guli Nazha who thought too much, and didn't know his little assistant was despising his college entrance examination score.

If others wanted him to write, he would write.

He didn't think much at all, picked up a marker, and wrote a sentence in English on that whiteboard wall: "Facebook is cool:)", and signed the two Chinese characters "Chen Nuo" below.

Immediately after, applause erupted, and cheers broke out.

He was also slightly proud, and said modestly: "Thank you, thank you."

Guli Nazha looked at Chen Nuo, looked at the words on the blackboard, and then looked at the excited students in the office, and was a bit confused all of a sudden, not knowing what was good about this sentence.

What made her even more unexpected was that in just a few minutes, selfies appeared in the Facebook employee group discussion group. And many FB employees, after they left, came to take photos in front of this sentence on the whiteboard wall one after another. Finally, this whiteboard was even placed in the rest area, becoming a famous check-in spot in the FB office area.

And her misunderstanding was actually not surprising, this was the barrier between Chinese and Western cultures.

There are many, many Chinese stars who have gone to America, why are they always unaccustomed? The reason is here.

If it weren't for Chen Nuo living in LA for more than ten years in his previous life, he wouldn't be able to know how to deal with Americans.

To put it bluntly, don't treat Japanese people as people,

Then for Americans, it is don't be polite to them. Once polite, they can't find north, south, east, or west, if you are not polite to them, they will know what respect is, and will sign a city-under-the-wall alliance with you in Geneva.

So writing "Facebook is cool" casually, these Americans will really think it's cool. But if you think twice, and write something like "Thank you, long live friendship, Facebook come on, Ganbatte, America No. 1", these American barbarians who don't understand etiquette will instead think you are weak and easy to bully.

After leaving the message, it had been almost 20 minutes since they entered the office area, and Chen Nuo and Zuckerberg finally managed to walk into the conference room inside.

The door closed, as if it were a signal.

Except for Chen Nuo and Zuckerberg, everyone in the two teams tacitly became serious.

Guli Nazha sat at the very back of the conference table, and also became a bit nervous unconsciously, took out a notebook, and prepared to do her job of taking meeting minutes.

First, the lawyer from Chen Nuo's team started to report the previous contract terms, although they had already communicated before, but this time both bosses were present, so the necessary formalities still had to be gone through.

Their main lawyer, a fat man named Ethan Brooks, opened the folder, and said clearly without fast speed:

"According to the cooperation agreement signed by both parties in September 2010, Party A Facebook grants 2% of the company's equity to Party B Mr. Chen Nuo at the cost of 200 million USD. Party B serves as Facebook's global image ambassador during the contract period, enjoys relevant promotional rights and remuneration, and cooperates with Party A's brand promotion activities."

He turned another page and continued: "Article 7 and Article 9 of the agreement explicitly stipulate that this option takes effect immediately from the date of signing, without any performance conditions attached. Unless there is a serious breach of contract, Facebook has no right to unilaterally terminate or take back this share option."

He looked up at Zuckerberg, glanced at Sheryl Sandberg and a legal supervisor sitting next to him, "And currently, we have received a series of vague information from your company, and even a tendency to 're-interpret' the contract content. In our view, this belongs to improper behavior. Please make an explanation for this, thank you."

FB's legal supervisor coughed lightly and said: "First of all, I want to reiterate that Facebook has always respected the spirit of the contract with our partners, we have not denied the validity of the contract, nor have we formally proposed to terminate the agreement. It's just—the current development situation of the company and the external environment have undergone some major changes, and we need to communicate and clarify more carefully regarding the interpretation of some terms."

Ethan Brooks smiled and said: "Oh? For example, what?"

"For example..."

The lawyers of both sides started to argue with each other, but Chen Nuo didn't listen much. Similarly, he also noticed that Mark Zuckerberg opposite him also looked absent-minded all along.

He waited patiently for a while, and sure enough, Mark Zuckerberg couldn't help it before him, and said: "Luke, stop for a second, let me say it."

"Chen, I don't deny that what you said is the truth. We just feel that this transaction looks unfair to us today... I believe you also know clearly that this contract was signed too quickly at the time. It can even be said that it was out of impulse. But legally speaking, we have no right to revoke it."

"So I called you over today, not to tear it up. But—we want to offer another solution. Hope you can consider this carefully."

Chen Nuo smiled: "Okay, you say."

Actually, he was also quite curious at this time, from the moment he entered the campus, Mark Zuckerberg had been acting with him, complaining bitterly, what exactly was it for?

Mark Zuckerberg said word by word: "I hope to buy back this 2% option with 1.2 billion USD in cash."

After speaking,

The whole conference room was silent.

Afterwards, as if lacking oxygen, there were gasps one after another in the conference room.

Guli Nazha was no exception, she took a deep breath, easing her brain that was a bit lacking in oxygen—

How much?

Mark Zuckerberg looked at Chen Nuo seriously. The conversation with Chen Nuo just now made him raise the original price a bit more in his heart.

He emphasized his tone and repeated it again: "1.2 billion USD in cash, you can get it now."

Chen Nuo never expected that in the end, Mark Zuckerberg would throw out such a condition. Only those who truly face this choice will feel that heavy weight.

What is the concept of 1.2 billion USD?

According to the exchange rate in September 2011, it is about 7.8 billion RMB.

It is three times higher than the entire net profit of China Film Group for a whole year, roughly equivalent to the market value of ten first-tier film and television companies added together in this day and age.

If you take this money to buy a house in Beijing's Fourth Ring Road, at an average price of 30,000 per square meter, you can buy a full 2,000+ large apartments of 120 square meters. If it is the Diaoyutai No. 7 Courtyard next to the Summer Palace, you can also buy three buildings plus two streets of shops in one breath.

Even if it is the United States, that is also an extremely terrifying check.

According to the 2011 Forbes list, except for a few top directors or technology founders in Hollywood, most stars may not be able to earn half of this money in their lifetime.

And in China, this money is enough to make him jump into the top 100 of the Forbes China Rich List, becoming the person with the highest personal assets in the national entertainment industry and even the entire performing arts industry—

Without one.

Chen Nuo believes that 99% of people in the world find it difficult to refuse the temptation of such a large sum of cash.

Even him! He had to be slightly defeated under the power of this money.

Tell Mark Zuckerberg that he needs to consider it carefully.

It's not that he needs to consider, but because Huanxin Company is not his alone, and there are other shareholders inside. In the face of such a big thing, every shareholder should have the right to know.

This may not be law, but this is human sentiment.

Just like Qi Yuntian.

Chen Nuo believes that based on the friendship between the two of them, if it were 100 million, 200 million, 1 billion, 2 billion, he alone could slap the table and say "no" to Mark Zuckerberg, "get out", Qi Da would definitely not have any opinions.

But this is nearly 8 billion RMB? He really didn't know what the result would be.

Returning to the hotel, Chen Nuo immediately dismissed the others and sat down with Qi Yuntian alone.

When Guli Nazha went out, she took a lingering look, she really wanted to stay and listen to what Chen Zong and President Qi would say.

Because forgive her for her shallow knowledge and narrow mind, in short, she imagined a little bit that if she were in the position of Chen Zong and President Qi, she would definitely take the money first regardless of anything, and then put it in the bank to earn interest, and she wouldn't have to worry about food and drink for a lifetime, why think so much!

"How to say?" Chen Nuo didn't have to be polite with Qi Yuntian, and asked directly.

Qi Yuntian smiled naturally and said: "I know you don't agree, right?"

Chen Nuo said without hesitation: "Right."

Qi Yuntian kept smiling and said: "Then what do you want me to say?"

Chen Nuo smiled: "What if you have an opinion? If you don't agree, you can say it."

"No disagreement."

"Are you sure?"

Qi Yuntian was holding a glass of water in his hand, which he had just poured when he came back.

This person also likes to drink ice water after staying in the United States for a long time, and put some ice in the cup, which was making a slight sound of hitting the cup wall at this time.

But he was still very calm when speaking: "Sure."

Chen Nuo couldn't help laughing: "Are you... Parkinson's?"

Qi Yuntian said angrily: "None of your business, you should go call your other two shareholders first." After speaking, he snorted and went out.

Chen Nuo sat on the sofa, looked at the time, it was 5 PM Daylight Saving Time in the United States, and 9 AM in Beijing time.

He first called someone who must have woken up.

Fan Fan Binbing had indeed woken up.

She was in the makeup car on the Hengdian film set, undergoing the first round of makeup styling in the morning.

*Painted Skin 2* was not an easy play, starting work at 6:30 AM every day, the makeup process lasted more than two hours, especially the Xiao Wei she played, the makeup was complex, a lot of powder had to be applied to the face, many pattern designs had to be drawn, and gold lines had to be drawn on the corners of the eyes.

At this moment, she was closing her eyes, letting the makeup artist carefully draw the last spell on her eyebrows, then opened her eyes, looked at the charming and enchanting woman in the mirror, smiled with satisfaction, and was about to get up to start work.

The morning scene was not small in difficulty for her, it was a crying scene with very intense emotions. Emotional breakdown, tears, shouting, kneeling, none could be missing, and she had to come and draw it again after finishing.

Just about to get up, she suddenly saw Lin Meiru walking over with a phone, she raised her eyebrows at the mirror, revealing a questioning look.

"Sister Bingbing, your phone. You guys go out first." Lin Meiru handed the phone to her, then said to the makeup artist.

Fan Fan Binbing looked at "him" on the phone screen, a bit surprised, waited for the makeup artist to leave the room, and immediately picked it up and asked: "Hello, what's wrong?"

Next, Lin Meiru was a bit uneasy to see Fan Fan Binbing first open her mouth wide, looking surprised and happy.

But listening and listening, she frowned again, revealing a strange expression, looking like crying and laughing.

But throughout the process, her mouth was very calm, saying some things like "It's okay", "I believe you", "I know", "You can do whatever you want".

After the phone hung up, she asked curiously: "Sister Bingbing, what did he look for you for?"

However, Fan Fan Binbing sat on the chair, her eyes staring blankly at the mirror, as if she didn't hear what she was saying.

Lin Meiru was scared, and called again: "Sister Bingbing?"

Pushing gently on Fan Fan Binbing's shoulder, she saw Fan Fan Binbing wake up as if from a dream.

"Sister Bingbing, what's wrong?" Lin Meiru asked cautiously.

Fan Fan Binbing mumbled her lips a few times, and only after a while did she say: "It's okay. Let's go, start work."

"Ah?"

"Hurry up! Tell the director, I am in a special state now."

"Ah, okay okay okay."

After Chen Nuo finished talking to Fan Fan Binbing, he originally wanted to tell Liu Yifei, but in the end, he dialed another number.

After all, telling Liu Yifei was useless, he could guess how the woman would answer him.

This person had no concept of money at all.

But the other person was different.

Soon, the phone on that side was picked up.

"Hello, is this Auntie Liu?"

In the end, the communication with the three shareholders could be considered exceptionally smooth, which was a bit unexpected to Chen Nuo, and finally made him firm in his confidence.

1.2 billion USD is nothing.

10 years, it only takes ten years, 1.2 billion can become 12 billion, 24 billion!

Thinking about it this way, the feeling of bleeding heart felt better.

But after reporting to Mark Zuckerberg's side, the Jew first persuaded him for a long time, seeing that he was stubborn and insisted on the shares, he used the "drag" tactic again, avoiding talking about when the share transfer agreement could be signed, and the person also played disappearing.

Chen Nuo immediately asked his own legal team to prepare.

If he still wanted to be a rascal before the contract deadline of September 30, then there was no other way, and there was only the road of going to court.

Actually, Chen Nuo also knew why Zuckerberg had such a performance.

Because Facebook had carefully designed a dual-class equity structure in the past two years to prevent being manipulated by capital, dividing the company's shares into Class A and Class B. Class B shares are common shares, publicly circulated, with one vote per share, while Class A shares are founder shares with real power, and each Class A share has 10 times the voting power of Class B shares.

The 2% in Chen Nuo's hands was signed two years ago before the equity structure division. Under his request at the time, it was clearly defined that this part of the shares was equivalent to founder shares, that is, extremely scarce Class A shares that outsiders almost couldn't touch except for Xiao Zha.

To put it bluntly, money is not important to Zuckerberg at all, what he cares about most is "power". The reason why he persuaded, delayed, and even tried to go back on his word was precisely because of this.

Although this 2% Class A share equity couldn't form any threat to his control, however, for a person with extremely strong desire for control, and who had encountered equity disputes, of course, he would feel very unhappy psychologically that there was another person holding special shares outside of himself, which was why he was willing to pay a high price to redeem this part of the shares.

But unfortunately, Chen Nuo really didn't sell.

Because after selling, it really couldn't be bought back.

Since Xiao Zha wanted to drag, then drag, anyway, he had nothing to do. There was also a *No Man's Land* about to be released, needing him to stand on the stage, but he could completely not go.

The other remaining thing was that there were many friends in LA who made appointments to see him.

Seeing Xiao Zha playing the turtle shell, he simply left Qi Yuntian here and flew to LA himself.

The first one to see, of course, was Wendi Deng.

Although Chen Nuo had heard this name like thunder in his two lives, this was the first time he had dealt with her.

Therefore, when he saw Wendi Deng in his Beverly Hills mansion, he found that he still underestimated this woman a little.

She didn't come alone, but brought Zhou Xun and Li Bingbing together.

"Sister Xun!"

Not to mention the other two, he couldn't say he didn't know Zhou Xun, when filming *Perhaps Love*, this one gave him a lot of care, and the two people's personalities were quite compatible, when Zhou Xun was free, she often invited him to dinner.

Seeing Zhou Xun actually get out of the car at the door, he really had a feeling of meeting an old friend in a foreign land, walked up very affectionately, gave Zhou Xun a full hug, and even picked up the giggling woman and spun her in the air.

"Why are you here?" Chen Nuo asked.

Zhou Xun smiled: "What's wrong, don't welcome me?"

Chen Nuo laughed: "Yes, especially unwelcome, once you come, I definitely have to accompany you to eat, chat, and go shopping, I will be exhausted."

Zhou Xun smiled and patted him, saying: "What are you joking about, with your aesthetic vision, can I let you accompany me shopping?"

"Ahahaha."

Li Bingbing watched Chen Nuo and Zhou Xun talking and laughing, couldn't help but secretly look at Wendi Deng beside her.

Leaving herself and Wendi Deng aside, chatting and laughing with Zhou Xun alone, herself was fine, but Deng... forget it, it is estimated that in all of China, the only one who dares to do this is him, right?

However, even if there was really something, that was a fight between gods, just look at it, don't ask, let alone manage!

Chen Nuo finished chatting with Zhou Xun, then turned his head to face the other two women.

First shook hands and exchanged pleasantries with Wendi Deng, greeted Li Bingbing, and then invited the three to enter his house together.

After Zhou Xun entered the house, she kept exclaiming at everything along the way, and finally said with envy that she wanted to visit his swimming pool.

Chen Nuo simply let Wendi Deng and Li Bingbing sit for a while, let Guli Nazha pour tea for the two, and took Zhou Xun out the back door.

As a result, as soon as they went out, Zhou Xun changed her face, pulled his sleeve, and whispered: "Do you know what Sister Wendi came to find you for?"

Chen Nuo nodded and said: "Generally know. What's wrong?"

Zhou Xun looked relieved and said: "That's good. I also wanted to remind you, she came with great fanfare this time, not only called me, called Li Bingbing, but also prepared to call Zhang Ziyi, later heard that Zhang Ziyi didn't have a good relationship with you, so she didn't call her. I think she has something to ask of you. This matter has nothing to do with me, you should do what you should do at that time, don't wrong yourself."

Chen Nuo smiled: "Got it."

As expected of the most talented actress in the mainland, after Chen Nuo finished speaking, she immediately made a fuss again, shouting: "Wow, your swimming pool, it's great! I don't care, I won't leave today, I must swim here!"

Chen Nuo also raised his volume and said: "It just so happens I have a spare room here..."

The two movie kings and queens acted for a while, and then returned to the house. At this time, Guli Nazha's tea was also poured, several people sat and chatted together, Zhou Xun and Li Bingbing chatted about what happened at the Bazaar Charity Gala that day, which made Chen Nuo listen with great interest, while Wendi Deng didn't speak, and kept listening with a smile on the side.

Waiting until Zhou Xun and Li Bingbing talked about the end of the gala, Cai Yinong actually spent more than 40 million to bid for Chen Nuo's cameo contract, making everyone in the audience drop their jaws.

Wendi Deng suddenly interrupted, looked at Chen Nuo, and said with a smile: "40 million RMB is actually not much. Rupert... If possible, he is willing to give a salary of 100 million USD to invite you to film."

"Hahahaha." Chen Nuo laughed dryly.

Fuck her mother.

Does he look very poor?

Why is it that every day, these people keep throwing money at him?

What about the beauty trap?

Why don't you use it?

PS:

Staying up late to add 2000 words. Thanks for the monthly ticket. Thanks to the lazy gluttonous snake book friend for the reward.

(End of this chapter) ===== CHAPTER 429 =====