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After Park So-ah finished giving her a full-body skincare treatment, it was almost noon. At this time, Chen Feng certainly couldn't let them leave immediately, after all, his relationship with them was now quite close, at least they could be considered friends.

So Chen Feng invited them to have lunch together.

Anyway, Brina, Molly, and Luna weren't around for lunch today, so eating alone would be a bit boring. Now that he had these two beauties with him, looking at them made him feel a bit better. Park So-ah and Angela, of course, didn't want to leave right away either. When Chen Feng asked them to stay for lunch, they readily agreed without any hesitation.

Next, Chen Feng, as their friend and the new owner of the villa, naturally showed them around. After obtaining his permission, the two women took out their phones to take various photos, mainly selfies.

They originally wanted to take a photo with Chen Feng, but he refused. Although he's now openly known for his womanizing ways and never tries to cultivate a devoted or innocent image, he'd still prefer to avoid unnecessary trouble or romantic entanglements.

If you agree to take photos with them, especially intimate ones, it could cause unnecessary trouble if the photos get leaked or seen by other women.

Although the two women were a little disappointed that Chen Feng wouldn't take a photo with them, they didn't insist.

Chen Feng took them around, stopping at places that interested them, letting them take pictures, and taking pictures for them.

He gave a brief explanation from the side, though he himself wasn't entirely clear on the origins of some of the facilities or the decorations in the rooms. But this didn't dampen the three of them's pleasant mood as they strolled around.

Although Chen Feng had moved in two or three days ago, he didn't actually know much about the villa. He had visited various parts of it before, but it was mostly a cursory glance, without much careful observation. Today, accompanying them on the walk, he got a much closer look and finally understood that the villa's current value of $1.5 million was indeed well-deserved.

Every place and every detail in the villa was done very well. The decorative paintings hanging on the walls were quite valuable. Pu Suya seemed to know a bit about this, and she pointed out that one of the paintings was by a well-known modern painter and was now worth at least $5.

This painting was just one of many hanging on the wall in the hallway. According to her, every painting here has the potential to appreciate in value, and after looking at them all, she estimated that even the cheapest one would be worth no less than $1000.

These paintings were everywhere in the villa—in the hallways, rooms, and even the bathroom. Chen Feng didn't know much about the other decorations, nor did the two women, but they could tell at a glance that they weren't cheap.

This only shows that Moore, the Jewish man who gifted him the villa, was indeed very wealthy and generous. Of course, the prerequisite was that Chen Feng would begin cooperating with him after returning to China, and that Moore would organize a team to conduct research on Chen Feng's blood.

Just as Moore himself told him, if they could make even a small contribution to the study of his miraculous blood and apply it to biomedicine, especially medicine, it would generate enormous profits. This was the main reason why Moore was so generous to him at the time.

This shrewd young man, who had started dabbling in finance at a young age, naturally wouldn't engage in a losing proposition. He recognized the immense value Chen Feng possessed, encompassing not only commercial value but also other aspects. That's why he acted so generously, immediately gifting him this luxury villa worth over $1 million.

In addition, he promised to provide Chen Feng with some protection, saying that he could come to him if he ever had any trouble in the future.

Chen Feng understood the true nature of the situation, which is why he accepted the villa as a gift without hesitation. Furthermore, if he ever encountered any trouble in the future, or if any of his friends or women did, he would not hesitate to seek help from this Jewish man.

Take Emma's situation, for example. If Chen Feng were to help her himself, he might not necessarily do so. First, he might not have the ability; second, if he did help, he would have to use up his own connections.

But he immediately thought of Moore, the Jewish man, because there was no personal connection between them; their relationship was essentially a naked transaction. While they were still cooperating, Chen Feng naturally wanted to maximize Moore's value in this exchange. Besides, if he didn't use him now, he might lose his value later, so he was determined to use him while he could.

Therefore, even though Emma's matter was a very small thing in Moore's eyes, Chen Feng was willing to speak up for her.

Chen Feng led Angela and Park So-ya around his villa for over an hour before finally satisfying their voyeuristic desires and their need to take photos and check in.

Just like women in China like to post photos of delicious food and fun activities, especially photos of themselves with scenery, mansions, and luxury cars on their social media, these women abroad are no exception; this is a universal phenomenon.

Back in the living room, Chen Feng had the two live-in nannies each bring over some food, filling the table to the brim. Mrs. Mercer mainly cooked Mexican dishes, while Eliza's cooking skills were clearly quite good, but she primarily prepared American food, with a less varied menu than Mrs. Mercer.

Comparing the two live-in nannies, Eliza is clearly at a significant disadvantage. Chen Feng found their cooking to be merely adequate; he simply couldn't stomach foreign food, even the highly praised Mexican cuisine in America.

Angela and Park So-ah, on the other hand, ate with great relish, even praising the food highly. Both of them were into exercising, so they weren't deliberately dieting. They both ate quite a bit at lunch. However, there were so many dishes on the table that even Chen Feng, now a big eater, ate quite a bit, but there were only three of them, and at least half of the food was left uneaten.

After the meal, Chen Feng could tell that they didn't intend to leave immediately. Moreover, Angela had already contacted Emma after obtaining Chen Feng's consent and conveyed his wishes.

Emma was overjoyed to hear that Chen Feng had actually agreed to her request and promised to help her win the lead role in that big-budget movie. She immediately agreed to come over as soon as possible to explain the situation to Chen Feng in person and, most importantly, to express her gratitude to him in person.

Since Emma was coming over, the two of them naturally had a reason to stay and keep her company. So Chen Feng took them for a stroll in the garden to digest their food.

A dozen minutes later, Emma rushed over. She was originally scheduled to attend a business tea party, but after receiving Angela's message, she had to change her plans and travel from dozens of kilometers away to come here.

"John, thank you so much! I thought you would refuse, and I was prepared for that, which is why I asked Angela and Suya to plead with you on my behalf. That way, it would be easier if you refused, and I wouldn't feel ashamed. I didn't expect you to actually agree. I don't know how to thank you enough."

Upon meeting Chen Feng, Emma expressed her gratitude with a face full of thanks. It was clear she truly valued this film. She believed that landing the lead role would propel her career forward and elevate her status to a new level.

Chen Feng was quite pleased with her sincere gratitude, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Actually, you already gave me a thank-you gift yesterday."

After saying that, Chen Feng winked at her.

Emma understood what he meant, and couldn't help but chuckle. She then nodded and said, "If you say that what happened yesterday was a thank-you gift, then of course that's fine. But in my opinion, it should be your reward to me, or rather, a reward to all of us. Suya, Angela, what do you think?"

Finally, Emma looked at Angela and Park So-ah beside her. They understood what Emma meant, and their faces flushed slightly, but they nodded in agreement in unison.

"Of course, yesterday was a reward for us."

"Yes, it's like this. Everything yesterday still feels like a dream to me. It was really amazing." Hearing them say this, Chen Feng's male pride was fully satisfied, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

"Since you all say so, then I'll take it seriously. But for me, the gathering you organized yesterday was also a very nice gift. Emma, ​​if you want to thank me, find an opportunity to organize another gathering like this next time."

Emma, ​​Angela, and Park So-ah's eyes lit up upon hearing this.

Emma immediately replied, "OK, of course. If you like, I think we can come again tomorrow or the day after. This is Hollywood, there's never a shortage of parties here, and we'd love to have another party like this with you."

Angela quickly chimed in, "Yes, I'd love to too. I'm free tomorrow."

Park So-ah immediately chimed in, "Me too, I'm free tomorrow too."

Seeing that they were so proactive, Chen Feng hesitated for a moment, then quickly waved his hand and said, "It might not be possible tomorrow or the day after. I have to visit someone else's farm and stay for at least one night, so I might not have time for another two days."

Upon hearing this, the three women couldn't help but show disappointment. After last night's ordeal, not only Emma, ​​but even Park So-ah and Angela had developed a taste for it. Without comparison, there's no harm done; or rather, only after experiencing the good things do you realize how bad your previous experiences were. They could never go back.

They'd much rather eat something good again than something bad; it's probably a case of "once you've seen the ocean, you can't be satisfied with a river."

Seeing the changes in their expressions, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. Sure enough, these foreign women were more concerned with their own physical sensations, or rather, their direct feelings, unlike the coy or affected mannerisms of women back home.

In this way, although a lot of fun is lost, it is indeed very happy.

"Don't worry, we'll have another party when I get back from my visit. Of course, it'll have to wait until all six of you are free. It seems like the three of you are free right now, but the other three might not be. Don't force them to make time for you, there's no need for that."

Emma, ​​the organizer, said, "Millie and Sidney are both quite free these days because they don't have any film contracts right now. They just occasionally go out to socialize and attend some business events. As for Etesa, she's been choreographing a dance for a minor star lately, so she's a bit busy. But if the party is held in the evening, she'll definitely be free."

"Okay, I'll contact you when I get back from my visit. Just contact them for me then. We'll have a party at your villa when everyone's free."

"Okay, no problem, then it's settled. So, since you agree that this is my thank-you gift to you, when do you plan to help me fulfill my wish to be the leading lady?"

Emma, ​​true to her Hollywood roots, immediately made her own demands after agreeing to Chen Feng's request. In China, this would be seen as opportunistic or shameless. But the more she acted this way, the more reassured Chen Feng became. Because their relationship was essentially an exchange of interests, each getting what they needed, Chen Feng had no reason to worry about her having ulterior motives.

So Chen Feng smiled, took out his phone and said to her, "I'll call my friend now and talk to him about your situation. I believe he can help you achieve this wish, and it shouldn't be too slow."

After saying that, he picked up his phone, found Moore's number, and dialed it directly.

Moore was in a meeting in his office. He sat behind a large desk, surrounded by his assistant, secretary, and three managers from different departments. It was a small, high-level meeting.

Just then, his silent phone vibrated. He frowned slightly, picked it up, and saw it was Chen Feng calling. He immediately raised his hand, interrupting his subordinate who was sitting opposite him, recounting a merger and acquisition deal at length.

Then, he quickly stood up, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, overlooked the view of the entire Wall Street, and pressed the answer button on his phone.

"Hi, John. What brings you here all of a sudden? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Moore was very enthusiastic and got straight to the point, avoiding unnecessary pleasantries. He knew very well that Chen Feng was the same type of person as him; they wouldn't call each other unless they needed something. The fact that Chen Feng was calling him most likely meant he wanted Moore's help with something.

Moore was quite self-aware of this, because the two of them didn't really have much of a relationship. He didn't think that just because he had given Chen Feng a luxury villa worth hundreds of millions, Chen Feng would be grateful to him.

Chen Feng, of course, wouldn't stand on ceremony with him and politely said, "Hello, Moore. I do have something I need your help with this time. It's like this, I have a friend, you may have heard of her, her name is Emma, ​​she's a Hollywood actress."

Chen Feng quickly recounted Emma's situation to Moore, emphasizing at the end, "I owe her a favor, and I just happened to find out about this, so I wanted to help her. After thinking it over, I realized that you're probably the most powerful friend I have in America right now. Hollywood is also Jewish territory, and you're Jewish, so I contacted you."

Moore was taken aback when he heard Chen Feng call him specifically about this matter, and it took him a moment to realize what was going on. For him, it was a very small thing; his men could easily handle it.

Chen Feng's decision to call him specifically felt like using a cannon to kill a mosquito, which he found somewhat absurd. However, Chen Feng possessed immense potential value, and now was precisely the time for him to actively court him. Therefore, even though he considered this matter trivial, he intended to personally lend a hand.

Moore quickly regained his composure and said with a smile, "You've definitely come to the right person. I can certainly help with this. I do know a few people in Hollywood, including the owners of those major film studios. By the way, what movie is your Hollywood friend going to be in? What's the name?"

Chen Feng then remembered this and turned to ask Emma, ​​"What's the name of the movie you're going to be in?"

Emma was shocked because she had also heard of Mr. Moore, since the original owner of the villa Chen Feng was now living in was Mr. Moore. Fortunately, she reacted quickly; although she was shocked, she immediately replied, "It's called 'Nordheimer,' directed by Noren."

Chen Feng then spoke into the microphone again: "Did you hear that? It's called 'Nordheimer,' directed by Noren, and I heard it cost nearly $1 million. Paramount is the main investor, with other investors as well. Can you help me find the female lead for this movie?"

Moore on the other end of the phone was somewhat speechless, but he still patiently said in a relaxed tone, "Of course. I can help you take care of it. Nordheimer, right? And Paramount is the main investor, so it should be even less of a problem. I happen to know the president of Paramount; we even met and had drinks together last month. Anyway, I'll take care of this for you."

This kind of thing is really nothing to him. In fact, one of his subsidiaries owns shares in Paramount, although not a large one, but it still has voting rights on the board of directors. In addition, he does know the president of Paramount.

More importantly, he has extensive connections in Hollywood. As Chen Feng just mentioned, Hollywood is essentially Jewish territory. And as a pure-blooded Jew, he naturally has ties with them.

Therefore, helping him resolve this matter would be a matter of just a few phone calls, or even only one or two. (End of Chapter)