America: Starting with the acquisition of MGM

Chapter 265 It turns out that my mother is the true queen of the sea

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Eric shook his legs unconsciously, thinking about how to deal with this disaster.

With his behavior of digging up other people's ancestral graves and digging up their roots, the Sixth National Congress and various TV stations will not stop until they are put to death.

The public opinion has just started to rise now, but it is conceivable that within three days, he will be pushed into the whirlpool of public opinion, bringing MGM and Lionheart with him.

"Damn it, you guys are so cruel! If you don't take action, you will die if you do!"

Peter glanced at the rearview mirror: "Boss, is it really this serious?"

Seeing Eric's silence, he added, "Boss, think about it from another perspective. Since they framed us, we don't need to follow the rules."

"Well, what do you mean?"

Peter raised his right hand and made a gun gesture against his temple: "All it takes is a shock, and many things will be solved."

"No!" Eric rejected it without thinking.

Are you kidding me? To deal with ordinary people or even elite white-collar workers with some skills, if they are shot and killed, the whole thing is over.

But when your opponent is on the same level as you, using physical destruction is simply seeking death.

You can kill one, you can kill two, but you can't kill them all at the same time.

In turn, people can kill you, your family and friends. There is no winner in this dangerous game.

During the Cold War, the United States and Russia deployed nuclear bombs to threaten each other. In the end, Nixon and Khrushchev dismantled all their troops and withdrew. No one dared to use this method of mutual destruction.

Fight to the best, even if MGM and Lionheart collapse, you will still have YouTube and Facebook.

After a few years of development, we can still make a comeback.

But if one day I was shot while walking on the street, would you say it was unjust or not?

bell!

The personal phone suddenly rang. Eric looked down and saw that it was Judy calling.

"OMG! Eric, I just fell asleep for half an hour when I had a nightmare and woke up."

"Did you watch the news?"

"Look, the situation is very bad. It's all caused by that bitch. I really regret bringing her to Hollywood. I'm sorry!"

"What's the use of talking about this now? The top priority is to find Barrefali as soon as possible. Don't worry about the company's affairs for now, and try your best to find her."

"I know what to do. I'm calling you to put your mind at ease."

"Um?"

Eric was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Judy was talking about.

"Eric, I have to take a few days off. Give me a week and I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation."

"What? Wait, what are you talking about?"

"I know the company is going through difficulties now, but I hope you will hold on, at least for a week, and wait until I come back. I will solve the problems I caused myself."

"Judy, what are you going to do? Speak clearly."

"I can't tell for the time being. Anyway, just wait for my good news."

"Judy, Judy, Judy Newhouse!"

Eric yelled, but the other party had already hung up the phone.

He patted his head with a headache, what the hell! It’s already this time and you’re still causing trouble. Don’t you think you’re not bothered enough?

What happened to Bar Refaeli is indeed closely related to Judy, but even without her, the Sixth Army would find other people and would not be able to hide.

After being annoyed, Eric couldn't help but worry about what this guy wanted to do.

Among the five of them, Judy was the most capable, but she was also the toughest in character.

Eric glanced at Pete, really worried that this chick would do something impulsive.

She might not be able to find Bar Refaeli, but she knew very well where the six major companies and TV stations were headquartered, and she also knew what the heads of each company looked like.

If you attack the opponent with a submachine gun, not only will it not solve the problem, it will also add fuel to the fire and cause irreversible harm.

Eric quickly sent her a message to advise her not to be impulsive.

Judy sent a reply, saying that she would not be impulsive and asked him to rest assured.

But Eric really couldn't rest assured, and asked Billy to go to her house to keep an eye on her and prevent any trouble.

Beverly Hills, Cooper's House.

Seeing the car approaching, the reporters who had been squatting around for a long time rushed out, hoping to block Eric.

But the Lincoln sedan entered the yard directly, so they had no choice but to continue to guard the private property.

In the living room, the nanny Lisa brought the coffee and walked away. Eric and his parents sat face to face.

"Young man, you are in big trouble this time!" Dad said with worry.

Eric shrugged helplessly: "I'm not afraid of normal business competition, but I didn't expect them to use such despicable means."

"It's dirty but effective enough. You seem to be in trouble because the other party has the right to speak in the mainstream media, just like you did with Sony at that time."

Eric rolled his eyes: "Dad, now is not the time to make fun of me. I came back just to discuss with you how to get through this difficulty."

"The best way is to admit defeat. If you can't lose face, I can intercede with those old guys on your behalf. Giving up some of the benefits can bring peace."

"Asking me to admit defeat? Are you kidding me? Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Eric stated his attitude straightforwardly.

"Are you prepared to fight them to the end? To the death?"

"Yes, those guys can quit if they want, but they will never compromise unless I die!"

"Not only do I want to get back the glory that MGM once had, but I also want to get back all the copyrights that were lost, and you also see the development of the company."

"Dad, we have a great situation. The market recognizes this new model. Lionheart represents the future development direction of the film and television industry."

"Now we hold the remote control to the future in our hands, are you willing to throw it away?"

"Son, you look like that Silicon Valley Iron Man Musk. He wants to build rockets and launch satellites like a madman, and then attracts countless ridicules."

Eric smiled: "Yes, but do you know why Musk attracts ridicule, but I attract attacks?"

"Because his plan may not be realized, and my plan is already on the way to realization, those guys are afraid."

"Because I was afraid, I was anxious. Because I was anxious, I framed me."

Dad suddenly laughed too: "That's right. You can always see the shadow of passion in you. It feels so good. Then let us two old guys help you."

"Huh? Mom can help me too?" Eric frowned.

"Eric, don't look down on anyone. You don't know your mother, at least when she was young. Let's do a review first."

"Review what?"

"Look at what difficulties you are facing now, and then how many cards you have in your hand to play."

Eric nodded: "The difficulty is not because of the current pressure of public opinion. Bar Refaeli cannot be found. It is difficult to clarify this matter."

"only this?"

"What?"

"What about your five girlfriends?"

"Them? I haven't thought about it yet. I have to clear the company first."

Dad looked at mom: "Young people still need to learn more, and you need to ask your mother for advice in this regard."

"Huh?" Eric couldn't understand more and more.

Mom glared at Eric: "My brother is a bastard, and my brother is also a bastard. I know you two are not economical."

"Some time ago, we went to visit Joshua, and then we found out that he was dating three girls at the same time. Your mother was very angry and scolded him." Dad explained.

"Why don't you tell me something like this and make me happy too?"

Eric laughed, like a scumbag learning that others also got zero marks.

"What's so exciting? Those three girls also knew about each other's existence and started fighting."

"They beat Joshua up?"

"That's right. First, three people beat Joshua so hard that his face was bruised and his legs were broken."

Eric took a breath: "No, this is too cruel. Then Joshua will have to adopt children in the future."

Dad was speechless: "When did you tell such a bad joke? It's because your right leg is broken."

"Oh, okay, okay."

"Then the three girls began to feel sorry for Joshua again, and everyone wanted to be with him. The three of them fought with each other, and finally the four of them were admitted to the hospital together."

"Joshua is so powerful! Is he a succubus?"

"I'm going crazy because of the quarrel between the three girls, but your brother, a bastard, doesn't want to give up. He's still dreaming of the four of us living in harmony."

"Then he was beaten violently again. This time his left leg was fractured and he was completely unable to move."

"Emily feels very bad. Although Joshua is a bastard, he is also his mother's bastard. She obviously doesn't want your brother to suffer this."

"There is no other way. Your dear mother can only take action herself and help Joshua deal with those three girls."

"Persuading them to leave?"

Dad was silent for a moment: "No, we brought the four of them together. Now the three of us take care of Joshua every day, and he can already get out of bed and walk."

"What?"

Eric's voice suddenly rose an octave, and then he looked at his mother in disbelief.

Mom sighed: "If I weren't worried about Joshua being beaten to death, I wouldn't have helped him. Lord, I'm guilty!"

Eric asked with a black face, what happened today? It seemed that everything had subverted his outlook and cognition.

Dad patted him on the shoulder: "Son, I know you are confused. As I said just now, you don't understand your mother's past."

"When we were young, do you know what time it was?"

"Uh hippie?" Eric thought for a moment and tried to answer.

"Yes, it was the era when hippies were popular. Young people were going crazy. Everyone was pursuing independence and liberation movements."

"Drugs, highs, heavy metal, rock, tattoos, rivets"

"Young people infect each other and spread these cultures like a virus. No one is immune, including the two of us."

"At that time, Emily was a famous love expert. She sang, danced, and graffitied. She went to bars and nightclubs every day, and hung out with a group of boys on the streets."

"My dear, how many young men were you dating at the same time?"

Mom sighed a little embarrassedly: "There is no need to tell Eric the details. I was really rebellious at that time and did a lot of things that were against the world."

"But luckily I came to my senses later. When I almost died on the street because of the drugs, I was taken to the hospital by a passing priest."

"I was lucky enough to save a small life. Death always makes people see more clearly. Since then, I have become a believer."

"Then I married your dad, and then we had you two little bastards."

Eric was dumbfounded as he listened to the two telling stories about the past. Unexpectedly, the mother who seemed to be very pious turned out to be a little girl.

Not only is she a little girl, she is also a queen of the sea.

Judging from the unspeakable look on her face, she probably has a lot of boyfriends.

Joshua only has three, and he only said five. Maybe he hasn’t caught up to a fraction of his mother’s brilliant record.

"Hahahaha, it seems we run it in the family." Eric laughed.

"I think you want to be beaten, young man!" my mother said angrily.

Eric hurriedly went over to hug her, rubbing against her body like a kitten and acting coquettishly: "Mom, my dearest good mother, how can you bear to see your most beloved little son suffer? Now he is need your help."

Mom pushed Eric away in disgust: "This is a critical moment. I help you not to let them affect your career, but also to avoid new scandals."

"Some women are driven by love and hate, and they can do anything. One Barle Faree will make you miserable. Let's see if you can handle it if another one comes along!"

"Okay, who are these five women? What are their personalities like? Do they know each other? How is their relationship? Are there any conflicts? There are also family environment, degree of dependence on you, and the level of intimacy between you."

His mother asked a lot of questions, but instead of feeling cumbersome, Eric felt at ease.

Na! This is professionalism!

"Mom, I know you may be surprised when you hear the name, but please don't be surprised, we are here to solve the problem."

"You already know about Gal Gadot, and then there's Charlize Theron, who just won the Best Actress Oscar this year. Do you have any impressions?"

My mother nodded, and she also watched the award ceremony, while my father gave a secret thumbs up, as if to say, son, you are really discerning.

"The third one is Nicole Kidman."

"Who?" Mom's eyes widened instantly.

"Nicole Kidman, you know her. She doesn't often send things to our house. The ostrich meat is said to be delicious."

"OMG! That's why she suddenly approached me. We often go to church together. No wonder she always mentions you intentionally or unintentionally. Now I finally understand."

"Nicole and I have a very good relationship. She is always worried that you will object because of your age, so she can only approach you secretly in the hope of gaining favor. She works really hard."

My mother rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Go on, but you'd better not find me another older divorced woman."

"Of course, of course, the other two are both young and have successful careers. They just won the Best Actress at the Golden Globe Awards. Did you watch the award ceremony? Hehe."

Eric laughed dryly and was too embarrassed to directly say Ashley and Mary's names.

But my father and mother opened their mouths wide and shouted in unison: "You messed with the Olsen sisters!"