She dominates the entertainment industry with her disaster system

"You don't need to vent your dissatisfaction with Mr. Morita on me," Kitagawa Yoshiko said calmly. Her English is fluent and there is not much Japanese accent. "Nicole Su is undoubtedly an excellent actress. I chose her only because of herself, not her skin color or nationality."

Hearing this, Kevin put down the script, crossed his hands on the table, and said sparingly, "So, where is her performance material?"

Before the material appeared on the white screen, Kevin Cowan kept a proud posture with his arms folded.

In this audio-visual entertainment room, he has watched tens of thousands of performance materials, from this year's Oscar-winning actress Heidi Lawrence to C-list actors who came to recommend themselves for roles.

The so-called C-list is what the circle often calls C-list stars.

Hollywood symbolizes the proud local culture of Americans and brings together handsome men and beautiful women from all over the world. It is extremely difficult to break into the ranks of A-listers here.

Even Heidi Lawrence took three full years to upgrade from a B-lister to an A-lister. Now that she has won an Oscar, she has finally secured her A-lister position in the industry.

There are few A-list stars in Hollywood, but even B-list stars are enough to crush most people outside of Hollywood.

So Kevin did not hide his disdain at all - he had no expectations for this unknown Chinese actor.

It might not be accurate to say that she was unknown, but he certainly did not take her title of Berlin Film Queen seriously.

Kevin felt that Kitagawa Yoshiko's praise was a bit exaggerated, and he sincerely believed that the style of the Berlin Film Festival was getting worse year by year.

He thought absentmindedly until a woman's eyes appeared in the camera.

Those were a pair of dark yet bright eyes, and it was difficult for Kevin to describe what kind of emotions were hidden in those eyes.

The camera slowly pulls away, revealing fluffy white fur, sparkling diamond earrings... The simple outfit, which is rich, elegant, and makes the woman's skin look even fairer and her temperament even more extraordinary.

But the undisguised joy on her face made Kevin feel a little weird: the corners of her lips were exaggeratedly raised, her breathing was shallow and rapid, and - her eyelashes trembled much more frequently than that of a normal person.

The camera rotated silently, and suddenly, the door of the cloakroom opened.

The woman came out with a smile to greet the man in police uniform, and it seemed that in just a moment she turned back into the impeccable Mrs. Morikawa outside.

There was no need for dialogue or more camera language. Kevin could understand just by looking at her expression and posture which were completely different from half a second ago. She was telling her story with every detail.

This is a dangerous man who is good at disguise.

"I'm sorry, I'm rude." The man in black raised his hands gently. "I'm Akimura from the Metropolitan Police Department. I want to talk to you about something related to the case. Is that okay?"

Ayane offered him a cup of tea in a familiar manner, "Yes, of course."

In Kevin's opinion, her gentleness and beauty at this moment revealed a sense of hypocrisy and fantasy - could she be the murderer who killed her husband?

He couldn't help but think back to the first half of the script he had just skimmed through, and an indescribable desire for knowledge rose in his heart.

With a mechanical rustling sound, Kitagawa Ryoko silently pressed the pause button. She noticed a slight fluctuation on Kevin's cold face.

Maybe not to the point of being dazzled, but she was sure that Nicole's performance had successfully piqued his interest.

The light on the curtain dimmed, Kevin came back to his senses and coughed lightly, "This story is a little more interesting than I thought."

"Of course, her performance adds to the story." Kitagawa Yoshiko shrugged and said calmly, "Mr. Cowan, can we sit down and discuss the details of the cooperation now?"

Kevin looked back at her unhappily, but rarely chose to refute.

Kitagawa Yoshiko listened to the sound of leather shoes not far away, neither fast nor slow, and a hint of joy flashed across her eyes.

She had a feeling that this difficult deal would be done soon today.

After all, no one would refuse a profitable business that comes to their doorstep.

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"Are you sure? Is the new investment they introduced really from Colombia?"

Iwata Atsuya subconsciously sat up straight and raised his voice in disbelief, "Mr. Ishihara, are you sure you didn't get the wrong information?"

Ishihara Takashi on the other end of the phone was a little impatient. "Now the news has spread throughout the entire crew. There is no room for us to get the news wrong."

"They secretly got in touch with Columbia somehow... Damn, when did Beichuan get involved with Hollywood? Didn't you hear any rumors at all?"

Ishihara Takashi was caught off guard by the unexpected news, and his tone became more and more angry. "Do you think Fujita Ryo is helping her behind the scenes? I remember that he is very familiar with those people from abroad."

However, to Atsuya Iwata, his words seemed to come from somewhere extremely far away and were difficult to hear clearly.

Hollywood? Columbia Pictures? When did the teacher's network of contacts become so extensive?

Iwata's first instinctive reaction was to deny it: "It's impossible. Even if there is a relationship, the teacher is only close to the European judges. In the years I followed him, he hardly ever went to the United States."

"The past is the past, and the present is the present." Ishihara Takashi took a deep breath, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "Iwata, you and he have been estranged for so many years, how could he possibly let you know which big shots he has befriended?"

"You still regard him as a teacher, but he may not regard you as a student."

His words were like a hammer, completely shattering the vague fantasies in Iwata's heart.

Yes, the teacher is no longer the same teacher as before. He will neither speak up for him when he needs it nor introduce him to important contacts.

But...what's the reason behind that guy Beichuan?

You're just a woman, you should stay at home and take care of your husband and children. Why do you run out and compete with him for resources?

It was now early morning in Japan, and Iwata Atsuya could almost imagine how many calls would be made during this period, and how many people would know about this explosive news...

The opportunity that he used as a lifeline was completely gone this time, and instead, countless people praised and flattered Kitagawa Yoshiko - Iwata knew those people very well, and the three words "Hollywood" were enough to make most people give up their dignity.

He couldn't help feeling dizzy, and subconsciously asked: "I want to know the details, all the details... Beichuan could never do this by herself..."

"How could she be alone? Of course she still has Nicole as a card to play." Ishihara Takashi snorted coldly, "An investment of less than one million US dollars is just a small amount that is not worth mentioning for Columbia, and they have long coveted China's box office market. This amount of money is not even the cost of trial and error."