The next day, Stenson set off for Shangcheng in Hua Nation.
He came to the door of the villa, and Zhou Lian naturally knew him, a big shot in the Xu Family's system. She didn't even ask and let him in.
Stenson was still a little nervous, because not only was the matter not done well, but it was also a bit tricky.
Xu Cheng would wake up very early every day, run to the park where he first met Zhang Chenfeng to practice, and then run back.
This made Zhou Lian cry. She couldn't wake up even later than Xu Cheng, could she? So, she had to get up early in the morning to prepare breakfast.
She had to put aside all of her spoiled brat temperament, adapt to all of this life, and serve the Xu Family well.
When Xu Cheng came back, Stenson was already walking in the hall. Seeing him come in, he stood up and greeted, "Boss."
Xu Cheng didn't even look at him and went to the bedroom to take a shower. Then, wiping his wet hair, he came over and sat down. Zhou Lian was holding Xu Cheng's personal teacup. Usually, there were two standard teacups, and the tea leaves given to the guests weren't as particular. After all, there weren't many people who could make Xu Cheng treat them so kindly.
"Is it done?" Xu Cheng asked after taking a sip of tea.
Stenson hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "It's very easy to get rid of this person, but it will cause a lot of chain effects. Behind this person is the Hollywood Film Association."
Xu Cheng simply said, "Destroy it."
Stenson: "It can't be destroyed. It's an industry, and it's also the cultural industry of the world's film industry."
Xu Cheng put down the teacup, looked up at Stenson, and said, "Find a replacement. You don't need me to teach you a similar approach, right? If they don't want to do it, there are plenty of capital to do it. Since the five major film companies want to hit a rock with an egg, they should acquire them! "
Stenson bitterly smiled. "Boss, the problem isn't the association, but the people behind the association. They are the smartest people in the world."
Xu Cheng suddenly understood.
Soon, he didn't need Stenson to remind him. He thought of this huge group and understood the serious nature of this problem.
He suddenly leaned against the sofa, crossed his legs, and nodded thoughtfully. "I really forgot about that."
Statham added, "It would be great if he was just a small fry, but from the looks of it, this guy has some status in this ethnic circle. With just a phone call from him, he immediately got the entire film industry to support him. Obviously, the association instructed him to do so. They pulled a lot of strings, and the governments of several states in the United States have received pressure from various large and small financial groups to seek justice for China's Jackson."
Xu Cheng sneered. "What justice does he want? This matter was originally his fault. If you continue to nag, I'll make him disappear from the face of the earth! "
Stenson smiled bitterly. "At this level, it's just a small matter to kill or not. Since Butler jumped out, we still have to face their gang. If we can't handle it in the future, I don't think there's a need to offend them now."
Xu Cheng let out a sigh of relief. "Someone is giving me a hard time."
Stenson nodded. "You want global standardization. If you lose the interests of these people, they will be forcing you to abdicate."
Xu Cheng: "Since it's an extortion, there must be someone behind it. This matter doesn't seem that simple."
"Then …?" Stenson looked at Xu Cheng and cast him a questioning look. "Are we going to compromise and negotiate, or …?"
"Compromise what?" Xu Cheng directly glared at him. "When the Freemasonry tried to negotiate with me, I didn't even pay attention to them. Today, they dare to seek the initiative in this way, and in the future, they can lead us by the nose.
Xu Cheng stood up and walked to the window sill. With his back facing Stenson, he said, "You go back and wait for orders. I will deal with this matter. When necessary, be prepared."
Stenson stood up. "Yes!"
Then, he directly walked out of the villa.
Xu Cheng looked out the window, thought for a long time, and then snorted. "What were you doing before? Only now did you jump out in a hurry? Just bring it on, I will slaughter as many as they come! "
Then, Xu Cheng logged into his account, and the account that hadn't shown up for a long time suddenly updated with a message.
The content was a photo of Jackson, followed by a sentence: Whoever dares to invest in him to make movies and fund him, die!
As soon as this announcement came out, it blew up!
All the headlines were that the great director Jackson had committed a crime and was already a dead man.
All the celebrities and companies in Hollywood that originally supported Jackson all shut up. Their official accounts and social media accounts that supported Jackson all had their posts deleted in seconds.
This efficiency was even faster and cleaner than the country's reorganization.
And all of Jackson's friends in the circle immediately blocked Jackson's number, afraid of being implicated. Everyone knew that once a person was on the death list of the 'Freemasons', that person was done for!
Didn't the powerful Morgan Family also fall? The power in America had changed hands.
Jackson's assistant, who was still in the hospital and was still causing trouble, was playing on social media when he saw this headline. He was so scared that he dropped his laptop on the ground.
"Do you want to get fired too? What's with all the fuss! "Jackson glared at his assistant.
His assistant's hands trembled as he handed the laptop back to him, and then he scrambled out of the ward.
Jackson took the laptop and looked at it. Then he fixed his eyes on it, and then his pupils dilated. His heart suddenly beat so fast that it felt like it was going to jump out of his throat.
Then the laptop slipped and fell to the ground again. The nurse came in curiously and asked him, "Are you okay?"
"Discharged." Jackson murmured, and then he woke up. He jumped off the bed as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He directly pulled out the needle and thread of the drip and rushed out of the ward. "I want to be discharged."
"You can't be discharged now. At least you have to complete the discharge procedures."
A new lawyer who was in charge of his lawsuit saw that he was panicking, so he stopped him and said, "Mr. Jackson, where are you going?"
"I want to be discharged. I won't appeal, I'll withdraw, I'll apologize, I'll admit my mistake, I don't want to die!" Jackson looked like he was about to collapse, and his legs were a little weak. He was completely different from the rascal on the bed just now.
"Do you have a phone? Quick, quick! Turn on the video now and record me. I'll kneel, I'll apologize. Quick, help me upload it to social media. "Jackson was so anxious that his eyes were crying. He knelt down directly. The lawyer asked him to take out his phone to record the video.
He had already forgotten to resist. He just wanted to admit his mistake and kowtow to see if there was any chance of redemption.
The lawyer pulled him and said through gritted teeth, "Don't you believe in the power behind you? Believe us! We can do it! "
"It's you! It's you! " Jackson was not stupid. He had too many conspiracy theories. The reason why his movies were so good was because his background was originally complicated. In such an environment, it was full of intrigue. So he understood a little. "You want to use me? What do you want? "
(End of this chapter)
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