Chapter 310: Liu Yifei's Choice

Xinyuan South Road, Chaoyang District, Beijing, Yanda Huayi Headquarters Building.

Wang Dajun and Wang Xiaolei looked speechlessly at Lu Tianmin and his son visiting, smoking one cigarette after another in their office.

"Uncle

Wang Xiaolei secretly laughed to himself watching the father and son who looked like they were mourning their parents; he was very glad he hadn't listened to their instigation back then, otherwise, once that man returned to the country, it would be another storm of blood and carnage.

If there were truly a chance to topple Seeing Lu Kuan, the two brothers would pounce and tear into him without hesitation.

But this time, it was truly hard to call it a good opportunity.

"Knock, knock!"

The secretary reported: "Wang Zong, Mr. Gexi has arrived."

Lu Chuan immediately stood up as if he had seen his second father, happily inviting him in.

Gexi Xiong wore gold-rimmed glasses; he was not tall, and his hair was still combed neatly and meticulously.

"Two Presidents Wang, it's a pleasure!"

One does not strike a smiling face; Wang Dajun also knew full well what he was here for.

He just didn't quite understand if this Japanese man was not right in the head—it was one thing to take a fancy to Lu Chuan, but why keep targeting Seeing Lu Kuan?

Did Seeing Lu Kuan screw this Japanese man's sister or something...

The secretary closed the door and walked away, and he got straight to the point.

"You two, I know you have long-standing grudges with Director Seeing Lu Kuan..."

Wang Xiaolei hurriedly interrupted: "No! No! That's not the case at all!"

"Our two companies are even collaborating on a TV series right now; our relationship is very good!"

Gexi Xiong said helplessly: "Please let me finish, sir."

"I have a good opportunity to introduce to Yanda Huayi and the two Presidents Wang."

"You two must have heard of News Corporation and Myspace, right?"

Wang Dajun and Xiaolei looked at each other; they had met Deng Wendi at the Bazaar Charity Night, but they didn't know what this had to do with Seeing Lu Kuan.

On the night the charity gala ended, Deng Wendi had tried to suck up to Boss Lu but failed, and they had parted on bad terms in the parking lot.

Wu Kebo was cunning; for this joint action against Seeing Lu Kuan, he forbade any actors and directors from Cheng Tian from participating, but he had been advising Gexi Xiong from behind the scenes.

He understood the domestic entertainment industry, and Gexi Xiong had money and international connections.

The Gexi family were core figures in extreme right-wing business groups in Japan like JR Tokai and Takasu, and their main public image was that of scum groups that denied history, such as the "Society for the Dissemination of Historical Facts to the World."

Funded by behind-the-scenes consortiums, they intervened in certain historical issues in the international community.

And since Japan was the first stop for Myspace's entry into the Asian market, it was very easy to pull strings.

"Murdoch of News Corporation has always been committed to developing your country's domestic market; sending his Chinese wife, Deng Wendi, to serve as Myspace's Asia President this year is a signal."

"I heard Yanda Huayi is looking for overseas investors; I wonder if you are interested in introducing News Corporation, which has the backing of the Big Six?"

In 2006, foreign investment in domestic film companies was only limited by share ratios; in the later years of 2004, TOM Online and Yahoo China, both with foreign capital backgrounds, had invested in Yanda Huayi.

Wang Dajun pondered: "What kind of cooperation method?"

"By acquiring shares in Yanda Huayi through a joint venture, plus the Zhonghua Heng Film and Television Company you previously invested in, Yanda Huayi would have two tentacles reaching into Hollywood."

The brothers looked at each other, quite tempted.

In the joint venture previously brokered by Zhou Jun, Warner's resources had already contacted buyers in advance for Xiao Gangpao's "The Banquet" this year.

If they had one more ship to go overseas, or even restored their cooperative relationship with Columbia through Gexi Xiong, it would be a wonderful thing!

Wang Xiaolei hesitated: "We still have our consistent principle: we do not participate in any non-commercial competition."

"That's fine." Gexi Xiong pondered: "As long as you provide enough shares, I think Ms. Deng Wendi will approve of this cooperation."

Shares were not a problem; at least the 7% held by Zhou Jun was still in escrow, and besides needing to distribute some to Bingbing, who had performed outstandingly this year, they could take out some more for the transaction.

After all, a partner like News Corporation was rare and hard to come by.

Wang Dajun, however, kept an extra eye out: "Mr. Gexi is not running a charity; you are pulling strings for us, what do you get out of it?"

"Hehe, don't worry about that; just wait and watch the show."

He actually wanted the actors and artists from Cheng Tian and Yanda Huayi to cooperate in this final struggle and denounce that young director together.

But as it stands now, this group of "Big Shots" clearly doesn't dare to face him head-on.

With the cooperation with Gexi Xiong, Yanda Huayi would just be distancing itself on the surface.

Being able to see Gexi Xiong trip that man up, the two brothers were more than happy; as long as the fire at the city gate didn't burn the fish in the moat, it would be fine.

Gexi Xiong's gaze couldn't help but sweep over the gratified Lu Tianmin and his son, thinking to himself that only such greedy fools could be driven at will.

——

California, News Corporation headquarters in Santa Monica.

Deng Wendi hung up her phone and frowned at several photos.

During the process of trying to acquire Mytube, she had conducted a comprehensive investigation of Seeing Lu Kuan, and because of the powerful public opinion energy of News Corporation behind her, she had obtained these photos.

This was taken inadvertently by an American paparazzi at the Roosevelt Hotel in Los Angeles in February of last year, before the Oscars. 【Chapter 258】

In the hotel's unique swimming pool, a pair of young Chinese faces were "frolicking in the water."

The girl's skin was like congealed fat, her profile was delicate and cute, her wet long hair clung to her slender neck, and her fair, lotus-root-like arms were wrapped around the man; her expression was unclear in the photo.

The man looked at her with a smile, possessing a very handsome appearance.

His sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, like a proud pine tree, exuding a stern heroic spirit; his nose was straight and high, just like a towering mountain peak.

However, this photo, which had come about through a series of misunderstandings, fell into the hands of Deng Wendi, who had failed to suck up to Mytube, and there was much that could be made of it.

Standing in front of Murdoch's office, Deng Wendi tightened her lace-lined shirt, making her perky breasts even more prominent.

"Knock, knock!"

"Please come in."

Naturally, she didn't need a secretary to make an appointment; she walked naturally to the side of the old white man Murdoch's desk, her round buttocks making intimate contact with the wooden tabletop, and a pair of long black-stockinged legs crossed in front of her husband.

The 175cm-tall Deng Wendi had always been good at using her advantages, and even though she had already given birth to two daughters for him, these occasional displays of flirtatiousness were essential.

He fell for this routine.

Murdoch placed his large hand on his wife's jade-like leg: "I regret the loss of Mytube; the figures of Google's market value growth should have appeared on Myspace."

"It's my fault."

Deng Wendi said sternly: "In North America, I met with him three times, even chasing him back to the country, and at a charity gala, I gave him enough face."

"It's a pity, he doesn't seem interested in being friends with us."

Murdoch laughed: "America is not short of such young people; this Lu is very interesting; Eisner still often talks to me about him."

Eisner was the Disney tyrant who had failed to scheme against "Exotic Realm" and ended up losing 12 million dollars instead.

That precise sniping in 2003 was a tactic the Hollywood Big Six used repeatedly, harvesting countless amounts of "stupid money" from Germany to Japan.

He hadn't expected to stumble over a young Chinese man who was just starting out.

Deng Wendi had always been known for being decisive and sharp, which was also the reason she had attracted Murdoch while working at Star TV.

"Darling, I have a new plan that needs your help."

"Hmm?"

"An opportunity to enter the Chinese film market."

"Tell me about it."

Murdoch took off his glasses; the 74-year-old News Corporation President looked at his wife, who was nearly 40 years his junior.

His blurred vision seemed unable to penetrate her lace bodice, so he could only knead the soft flesh on her leg with his rough, large hand.

Deng Wendi was already used to his "hand-job" and continued to explain her thoughts on her own.

"The Chinese film industry has developed rapidly in the past two years; the compound growth rate of the number of screens over three years is as high as 30%, and the film box office in 2005 is expected to be close to 400 million US dollars; this figure was only 110 million US dollars in 2001."

"Among the current film companies in mainland China, besides Seeing Lu Kuan's Inquiry Realm, there are several companies with great development potential, and Yanda Huayi is one of them."

Murdoch withdrew his rampaging palm, put his glasses back on, and took the documents from her hand to flip through.

Compared to women, money was more reliable.

In fact, Murdoch was the most persistent tycoon among the Hollywood Fourth Estate giants regarding the Asian and Chinese markets.

His various measures had many similarities with Boss Lu of this life.

As early as 1993, Murdoch spent 800 million US dollars to purchase Star TV from Li Huanggua and also invested in Phoenix TV, attempting to use this as a breakthrough to enter the Chinese television market.

This breakthrough in his career didn't go very smoothly, but an intern at Star TV, little Deng, successfully broke through him in bed, and the two became husband and wife a few years later.

In the later years of 2004, Murdoch again attempted to invite the acquisition of Golden Harvest through Li Huanggua's connections, but it was ultimately called off by Zou Wenhuai.

In this life, this path was blocked by Boss Lu.

Entering 2006, Murdoch still wouldn't give up; without obtaining broadcasting and television operation rights, he bought out the evening time slot of Qinghai TV.

He changed the channel logo to bypass supervision, achieving the landing of some Star TV programs in the mainland, but it was called off for touching the red line, leaving behind a pile of bad debts.

Compared to the crudeness of these operations, Seeing Lu Kuan's design of a complex joint venture through Dong Shuangqiang and Han Shanping to obtain control of Travel Channel in this life seemed much smoother.

The Chinese have their own special way of doing things; foreign monks still can't find the way.

Perhaps realizing this, in 2005, he decisively sent his wife Deng Wendi to take charge of some affairs in the Myspace Asia region.

He hoped she would use a Chinese face to help the company enter this market with huge potential.

Things went against his wishes; in 2007, News Corporation tested the social media business in China, bringing the interactive platform Myspace into China, but it encountered strong competitors like Facebook and Twitter, ultimately ending in failure.

Compared to Murdoch, Boss Lu's control over internet public opinion and television stations in the mainland was also under the red line of supervision, trying his best to increase his Fourth Estate influence.

It's just that China has its own national conditions; he must constantly cultivate prestige, establish industry status, and maintain international influence to ensure the ownership of the enterprise.

"An interesting attempt; this Yanda Huayi company seems to have some 'Red' background too?"

Deng Wendi nodded: "I attended one of their charity galas; there are many people in the mainland who welcome News Corporation."

"Especially now, among the entertainment companies in the mainland, Seeing Lu Kuan has a dominant position; challengers won't miss an opportunity."

Murdoch looked at his Asian wife with no lack of appreciation; her sharpness, enterprising spirit, and tenacity were all valuable entrepreneurial traits.

"Yanda Huayi is a strong challenger to Inquiry Realm; since I've invested in Yanda Huayi, I want to bring them some small trouble first."

"This is the request of the string-puller, and it is also our revenge for his contempt for the Fox Group."

"Of course, darling, you can tell Eisner about this; he will appreciate your favor for friendship."

The old white man laughed loudly; looking at the market value of his enterprise, which was worth more than 20 billion US dollars, the current Seeing Lu Kuan didn't seem to be worth his much attention.

Deng Wendi left full of confidence.

From her first teacher and husband, to the male professor who helped her enter Ye Lu, to the media tycoon Murdoch.

She didn't feel there was any man she couldn't conquer.

The Deng Wendi of later years even took the former Prime Minister of the United States, Blair, as a subject under her skirt and had scandals with the Emperor, which was why Murdoch divorced her.

Her personality was stubborn, unyielding, and tenacious; once she set her mind on something, she would never stop until she achieved her goal.

This failure to acquire Mytube stung her self-esteem deeply, and even running to the country hadn't been able to change Boss Lu's mind.

Investing in Yanda Huayi and finding some trouble for the industry leader first was a matter of course.

But venting some personal anger also seemed completely reasonable.

After carefully looking at the photo in her hand again, Deng Wendi notified her secretary to contact this young Chinese beauty who had just finished filming "Exotic Realm 2."

——

Before receiving the call from the office of the Myspace Asia President, Little Liu was having an online meeting with the Twitter team.

She didn't know how to describe her mood at this moment.

She had invested nearly 2.8 million US dollars, which had almost exhausted all her endorsement and acting fee income during this period.

Because of the completion of "Exotic Realm 2," the final payment would be deposited into her account in the next few days...

But that dog thing was dunning her for debt! Damn it!

In those two years, she had earned him an estimated 200 million or more in ringtones, acting fees, endorsements, and various derivatives! And now he was dunning her for debt!

In the video conference, Dorsey was excitedly reporting the latest operational information.

"Crystal, your strategy is correct; the traffic-driving effect of 'Twilight' is too good; our topic popularity is quite high among all internet platforms."

"But Stephanie hasn't tweeted for several days; many readers are waiting to interact with the author; look..."

This was because she had been forcibly excluded by a certain profiteer and was not allowed to cooperate with Twitter.

Liu Yifei found it inconvenient to tell him this news for the time being and said in a deep voice: "I will handle it; you estimate the cost of the increased bandwidth."

"About... 1 million US dollars; in addition, our servers also need to be upgraded; there are too many image uploads, and the lag phenomenon greatly affects the user experience."

Little Liu was on the verge of tears; she really didn't have a drop left, and she couldn't go back to her mother to be a parasite, could she?

After finishing the good news, Dorsey reported a piece of bad news: "Crystal, the Weibo of that director from your country is also said to have grown extremely fast in the number of users recently."

"A week's time almost caught up with our month's growth; we have to think of a way."

"Alright, I know! You hurry up and communicate with the architect to resolve the UI problems and lag problems raised by customers as appropriate."

Little Liu left the computer desk and fell straight back onto the bed like a leek.

One doesn't know the cost of firewood and rice until one manages a household; she asked herself if she had already tried her best, but problems still emerged one after another.

Some of these problems could be solved with money, but the problem was she didn't have any and could only raise funds by selling herself.

There were also some problems that couldn't be solved with money, such as the problem of celebrity resources, and the problem of "malicious competition" from Weibo, which had just gone online recently.

Thinking of a certain annoying face, Liu Yifei put on her shoes and was about to go out to find the dog.

Suddenly, her phone rang; it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello?"

"Hmm, yes, I am."

"What? Okay, that's fine."

Liu Yifei hung up the phone, turned back to the room in confusion, and opened the computer.

"Wendi Deng Murdoch? News Corporation? Myspace?"

What caught her eye was a Chinese face; was it her?

Little Liu remembered the Rosewood Hotel in downtown Vancouver; she and Liu Xiaoli walked out of the elevator and brushed past this woman whose Chinese name was Deng Wendi.

What was she looking for her for?

The answer was revealed quickly; two days later, News Corporation headquarters on Sixth Avenue, Manhattan, New York City.

Deng Wendi specifically chose this place to meet, also wanting to bring out the golden signboard of News Corporation.

She used the streetscape of this bustling, expensive Manhattan Avenue to shock this Chinese girl.

Liu Yifei and her female bodyguard Mia got off the car on Fifth Avenue and walked from east to west along the street, passing landmark buildings such as the Time-Life Building and the AXA Building.

She had lived on Long Island for a few years, but she wasn't very familiar with this north-south avenue, which could be called the world's top commercial center, so she specifically walked to enjoy it today.

Arriving at News Corporation at the agreed time, Deng Wendi's female secretary led them into the headquarters reception with a professional smile.

"Hello, Crystal, welcome to News Corporation."

"Just call me Wendi."

Deng Wendi showed a rare smile and gave Liu Yifei an intimate cheek kiss.

Little Liu secretly observed the woman in front of her; she was nearly 1.8 meters tall in high heels, and with her side-swept curly hair, she had a very imposing manner.

"Thank you, it's an honor to be invited."

Liu Yifei was also wearing a professional woman's suit today, standing gracefully in the lobby of News Corporation, her demeanor elegant, dignified, and appropriate.

Deng Wendi nodded secretly; when she was eighteen, she was still a dirty-faced country girl, nowhere like her, who had already seen the most prosperous corner of the world.

"Crystal, I know you are curious about my invitation."

"If you are interested, I can take you to visit News Corporation first."

The female hunter's intention was very simple: she attempted to shock her first with the scene of one of the world's largest media groups.

Mia waited at the front desk, and Deng Wendi took Little Liu to wander through various departments.

"This is the headquarters of the newspaper department; we are the world's largest English newspaper publisher, distributing 175 different newspapers globally, including the UK's 'The Times' and 'The Sun', Australia's 'The Australian', the US's 'New York Post', and so on."

"This is the television department; Fox has the fourth-largest commercial broadcasting network in the United States, second only to ABC, CBS, and NBC."

She paused, using her height advantage to look down at the young girl: "Next time for your movie, you are welcome to come to Fox's media for promotion."

"Okay, thank you."

Liu Yifei secretly sneered in her heart; she had seen the Washing Machine play this set of "pulling the tiger's skin to make a banner" countless times.

No matter how awesome News Corporation is, what does it have to do with you, Deng Wendi?

Even if he dies or divorces, you won't get a penny. American workplace rules are different from domestic ones; employees don't care if you are a leader's wife; such a title might have some convenience in some aspects.

But in world-class media enterprises, the power order still operates according to position level.

Little Liu didn't hold optimistic hopes for the upcoming communication.

Obviously, if it were a legitimate purpose, there would be no need to use the power of News Corporation to pressure herself between the lines.

"Alright, this might be the most familiar place to you, Crystal."

"Look at these posters on the wall, 'Titanic', 'Star Wars'; these are all Fox's top IPs."

"By the way, 'Titanic' should still be the box office history champion in your mainland, right?"

Liu Yifei's smile was gentle: "No, it hasn't been for two years."

"Oh? Then I remembered wrong, sorry."

Deng Wendi didn't take it seriously, ended the brief visit of "fox borrowing the tiger's might," and took the Chinese girl back to her office.

The lines on the female hunter's face seemed to soften when she smiled: "Yifei, how about we talk in Chinese?"

Little Liu laughed: "Whatever."

She was very calm in her heart; from the pressure of using her height advantage when they first met, to the demonstration of taking her to visit News Corporation, until now, attempting to use her native language to get closer.

Isn't it all the same routines that the Washing Machine used until they were rotten...

For example, bluffing about the overseas copyright amount of "Hero" to Harvey at the 2002 Cannes Film Festival, and the threat to herself in the negotiation in Vancouver last time.

Finally, that steak candlelight dinner she invited herself to, wasn't it an attempt to finally get closer and then slowly plot Twitter?

The ignorant are fearless, but for Liu Yifei, who had already seen how the world works, these character motivations that could be captured with a little thought made her quite comfortable today.

Although News Corporation was Deng Wendi's home field, she also had her own home field.

This came from her wits and courage in fighting with Boss Lu over the past few years, her being influenced by what she saw and heard, and the increase in her life experience.

Deng Wendi got straight to the point: "Yifei, as a woman, I sympathize with you."

"I'm sorry, I've seen the video of your birthday party last August; I admire your courage."

Since going to North America, Liu Yifei hadn't heard anyone mention this sad past for a long time.

Little Liu's heart sank, but in an instant, she looked at Deng Wendi with a flowery smile: "Thank you, that's nothing."

Deng Wendi felt that she seemed to see the fragility she was struggling to support, and took advantage of the victory to take those swimming pool photos out of the envelope.

"Yifei, look at these, confirm, is it you?"

Little Liu took the photos in confusion, and for a moment, her heart and soul were shaken!

Of course, she remembered every bit of being with that person; in an instant, all the warm past events lingered in her heart like a movie.

Before the Oscars in February 2004, she frolicked and played in the pool with the Washing Machine, and then she sprained her foot wearing high heels at the Oscars, and he took her to Chinatown to eat Little Sheep...

Deng Wendi looked at her dark and unclear complexion, only feeling that she had already planned everything: "Yifei? Is it you?"

"It's me, Ms. Deng, what do you want to say, what do you want to do?"

"Yifei, this Director Seeing Lu Kuan is now our common enemy."

Little Liu suddenly raised her head and looked at Deng Wendi up and down in disbelief.

To be honest, her first reaction was whether this woman had also been played by the Washing Machine...

That's why she was angry and ashamed.

However, judging from her appearance, presumably the dog thing who claimed to have professional appreciation ability for aesthetics wouldn't bother to eat it.

Liu Yifei felt a little dumbfounded by her subconscious reaction and restrained her emotions: "Enemy? Not really, I'm just a stranger to him now."

Little Liu took a deep breath, her nose slightly raised, her long eyelashes drooping, trying her best not to let her see her emotions clearly.

She stroked the photo in her hand, her heart turning rapidly.

Someone wants to target him?

She naturally knew about the joint letter on the domestic internet, and she also knew that this was not an obstacle for Seeing Lu Kuan at all.

How did Deng Wendi, who was far away in North America, get involved?

Deng Wendi smiled disdainfully; she looked down most on such young girls who still held pure expectations for feelings.

For her, everything about a woman is just a tool, including body and emotion.

"This Director Seeing Lu Kuan refused News Corporation's kindness to acquire Mytube and sold it to our competitor."

"His arrogance and rudeness made both me and Murdoch feel uncomfortable; therefore, I found you, and this photo in your hand."

Liu Yifei looked up at her: "I said, I have nothing to do with him."

Deng Wendi lost some patience; she didn't want to talk too much with this little girl who had just turned eighteen, and directly uttered threats.

"To tell you the truth, this photo will definitely spread all over the internet, from the United States to China, to all areas that can cause him negative impact."

"You didn't seem to be eighteen when you took this photo, right?"

"In China, his behavior seems to be very disgraceful, which will seriously affect his credibility and reputation."

Deng Wendi, who had been confident for thirty years, stood up leisurely, supported the table with both hands, and looked at Liu Yifei with a condescending momentum.

"Yifei, I don't care what your relationship was when you were photographed."

"Cooperate with me, you are the victim, you will get the victim's compensation! I need you to stand up and accuse him!"

"Accuse such a demonic director who is a beast in human clothing, accuse him of using various means to seduce and molest you when you were under eighteen!"

Raising her head again, Little Liu was already pale.

She understood all this.

Who exactly did Seeing Lu Kuan offend? A joint letter wasn't enough, and they still had to use such a vicious way to put him to death?

Isn't this move by Deng Wendi just copying the Michael Jackson molestation case three years ago?

The two molestation scandals in 1993 and 2003 completely destroyed this king of rock and roll, whether it was the great pain of body and mind or the devastating blow to his career.

The movie "Tangshan Earthquake" was almost off the screen; it was clearly not because of the competition with "The Promise."

Right!

Olympics? Massacre movie?

This is to completely splash a bucket of dirty water that can't be washed away on him; a beast director suspected of molesting underage girls, let alone whether he will be selected as the deputy director of the Olympic Games.

I'm afraid even his future career will be boycotted and scolded.

Such a director with serious moral stains, it seems that the historical theme movies he made will not have high credibility in the hearts of the audience, right?

The little girl was extremely surprised in her heart, her tender white palms were sweating nervously, and for a moment, she only felt her throat rolling, inexplicably a little dry.

She was unconsciously involved in a big conspiracy, and the target of the attack was that person.

"What if I don't participate?"

Deng Wendi spread her hands: "I believe you are not brainless, Yifei; you even know to go to the Chicago Business School to improve yourself."

"Just this point, I appreciate you very much."

"Do you know, the second year I came to North America, I tried every means to enter Ye Lu; we... are very similar."

She looked at the little girl who seemed a little timid, looking at herself with suspicious phoenix eyes, and decided to be a little gentle after the big stick.

Deng Wendi dragged her chair over, attempting to enlighten her like a knowing big sister.

"Yifei, I'll teach you a truth: everyone in this world, especially men, is unreliable."

"Women must have their own career, their own means, their own determination!"

"This photo is destined to be sent to the whole internet; if you don't cooperate, you are just one of the victims."

"I come from China, of course I know the Chinese people's harsh demands for the purity and perfection of women's body and mind; as a star who debuted with a pure jade girl image, are you willing to be destroyed like this?"

"Besides, even if you don't cooperate, Seeing Lu Kuan will still have to bear the infamy."

"But!"

Deng Wendi changed the subject: "Let me tell you, if you cooperate, what will you get."

"First of all, the friendship between News Corporation and Fox is your best gift; you already have some popularity in North America, and I will fight for a heroine role in a Hollywood movie for you."

"Secondly, I know you have an internet company that is facing the oppression and attack of Seeing Lu Kuan's Weibo; you are competitors, aren't you?"

"I can help you find investment; if the investigation is appropriate, I can even invest myself or invest in you in the name of Myspace, how about it?"

Liu Yifei raised her head in a daze, her cherry mouth dexterous and upright, revealing a trace of surprise just right.

Such acting skills, even if a certain extremely harsh Director Lu was present, he shouldn't be stingy with a compliment, right?

Deng Wendi harvested feedback from the micro-expressions of the negotiation object and smiled confidently: "Don't doubt News Corporation's commercial investigation ability; I know everything about you."

She tapped the table with her knuckles: "Otherwise, how could I find this photo as a breakthrough?"

Little Liu seemed to be caught in a battle between heaven and man, her thin eyebrows tangled and undulating, and it took a long time before she said stammeringly: "But, if the photo is sent out, won't my reputation be ruined too? Woo woo woo..."

The originally bright and beautiful girl seemed to be covered in dust in an instant, and a tear slid down her elegant and weak pretty face, seemingly worried about her career that was about to be destroyed.

"Hehehe, don't cry Yifei, these are all small things." Although Deng Wendi was not softened by her pear blossoms with rain, she still patted Liu Yifei's forearm to show comfort.

"You don't have to have this worry at all."

Deng Wendi was like a female general who planned everything, stood up and paced in the office; this was her field, her confidence.

"If you are timid, you are a victim who has become a plaything of a beast director."

"But you stood up bravely, you are the proudest and bravest professional woman of this era, brave enough to say no to gender bullying encountered in your career!"

"Yifei, do you know what the feminist movement is?"

Little Liu opened her hazy teary eyes, as if attracted by the novel vocabulary in Deng Wendi's mouth.

"In 1966, Friedan of the United States founded the National Organization for Women."

"In 1971, Gloria, Friedan, and others founded the National Women's Political Caucus."

"In 1976, Steinem's 'Ms.' magazine made feminism the theme of the cover magazine!"

Deng Wendi was like a treasure, as if she had turned into a passionate female speaker.

"Until the modern 1991, Anita Hill testified in Washington to the Senate Judiciary Committee, which was all male and white, accusing Clarence Thomas, who was nominated as a Supreme Court Justice of the United States, of sexual harassment against her."

"In the same year, Rebecca Walker published the article 'Becoming the Third Wave' in 'Ms.' magazine."

"Yifei, you are now bravely standing up to accuse this demon; as a Chinese girl who has just turned eighteen, your social influence and appeal will be huge!"

"I can help you restore your American citizenship; you can completely become another feminist leader and fighter, making your own voice on the world stage."

"Actor? I think that won't even be your best choice; you can go into politics, go into business, and you will get huge support!"

Shock!

The echo of Deng Wendi's speech seemed to drift in the office, and Little Liu, who was stunned, was really a little at a loss this time.

Frankly speaking, this is the crossroads of life, the two sides of the balance of fate.

On one side is the role promise of Fox, one of the Big Six, the resurrection of Twitter in a state of endangerment, and a beautiful prospect of hoping to have female discourse power.

On the other side is a man who makes her sad and heartbroken in the most beautiful youth.

Moreover, what is placed in front of Liu Yifei is far from a free choice.

Because no matter whether she agrees or not, Deng Wendi will make the photo public and wantonly render Seeing Lu Kuan's evil deeds of molesting underage actresses.

If she agrees, what awaits is a bright future, at least a glimmer of life;

If she doesn't agree, she is destined to become a victim of the struggle.

From this point of view, the weight of the weights on both sides of this balance seems obvious.

From Deng Wendi's point of view, she also doesn't believe that she has thrown out so many conditions, threats, and realities, and this little girl who has been scared to pear blossoms with rain will still choose wrong.

This script kill with environment and condition settings, if ninety-nine women come to choose, maybe they will all choose Deng Wendi, right?

Deng Wendi stared at Liu Yifei, whose chest was constantly undulating because of excitement, until the latter spat out a sentence like a mosquito: "What do you want me to do?"

The female hunter was determined.

Photos have no mouth; they can fabricate black materials, and Seeing Lu Kuan can also quickly clarify the rumors.

But Liu Yifei has one, right?

And what is more able to morally destroy a beast director than the accusation of a pitiful girl standing in front of the camera with tears in her eyes?

"Fox has three larger TV stations and many local stations in the United States."

"We will broadcast your accusation simultaneously on KTTV in Los Angeles, Fox 5 in New York, and WFDL-TV in Chicago."

"Before this, this photo will spread all over the internet from the United States to China."

Deng Wendi suddenly smiled strangely at her: "Yifei, you won't tell him in advance, will you?"

Little Liu said coldly: "You think too much, I want to save myself now."

"That's right, this is an absolutely reasonable choice." Deng Wendi's tone was kind, as if she remembered something, and she added some weights to the balance.

"Yifei, I also went to the Charity Bazaar gala in the mainland and sat at a main table with Seeing Lu Kuan."

"Do you know, that night there was a little girl about the same age as you, who was also extremely beautiful and seemed to admire Seeing Lu Kuan very much."

"She spent 15 million to buy this great director's painting, and after it ended... the two should have left together."

Deng Wendi looked at the anger on her face that she almost couldn't suppress, and pretended to comfort her: "He is sorry for you, you destroy him, this is very fair."

Liu Yifei seemed to have a dead heart: "I agree with your plan, I want to go back to rest first now."

"Wait."

Deng Wendi laughed: "Don't rush to leave, stay in New York for these two days, you can call your mother over, or give her a call to report safety."

"I will ensure your absolute safety, your female bodyguard can follow you."

"But I'm sorry, I won't give you a chance to contact the outside world these two days, please understand."

Little Liu looked incredulous: "You want to put me under house arrest?"

"How could it be?"

Deng Wendi stood up herself and pushed open the office door: "Yifei, you are free to stay or leave."

"But if you want to cooperate with me, do as I say."

Finally, it is also to use this press conference and subsequent media interviews to, as Leader Liu said, rectify his name and defeat the conspiracy.

At 6:30 PM, the press conference started on time.

Mytube's three founders, Seeing Lu Kuan, Steve Chen, and Mike Solomon, appeared at the venue with Google CEO Schmidt, attracting great attention from the media on the scene.

It's just that when the blonde busty host introduced Mytube President "Lu," the Chinese and foreign media on the scene were stunned!

"Seeing Lu Kuan!?"

"Washing machine?"

"He is the boss behind Mytube?"

The barrage in the domestic Inquiry Realm video live broadcast took off, and the most popular one was congratulating Boss Lu on winning the position of China's richest man!

Even if they don't know how much profit he can finally make in the Mytube transaction, it doesn't affect the netizens' pride in declaring this news in advance.

At the same time, netizens from Sina, blog networks, Tianya, Maopu, and other places collectively reached a climax, frantically checking in and building floors, witnessing this historical moment.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 309 =====

In her view, this was just a female star who had been played by a romantic director.

Without the opportunity to report and surrender in advance, Seeing Lu Kuan would not accept her feelings.

Her own conditions were so generous; one step forward was an infinitely bright future, and one step back was an abyss; such a life-and-death choice should not be difficult.

"Prepare your movie contract." Liu Yifei looked at her expressionlessly: "Now, arrange a place for me to rest."

Deng Wendi clapped her hands lightly: "Good! A wise choice."

She picked up the extension phone and called the secretary.

Little Liu stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window in a trance, and the figure of that person flashed past like a lantern.

On the world-class media and commercial center Manhattan Sixth Avenue, it was full of bustling floating world paintings, which made her mind complicated and unspeakable.

Reflection: The conflict has been dense recently, mainly because there are a bit more plots brought out by the two movies of the Tangshan Massacre, which will be reduced.

I will add more tomorrow to finish this plot, and both career and emotion will transition to the next stage.

(End of chapter)