hollywood melon man

The group photo posted by Gilbert Jr. on social media was like a depth bomb, instantly turning the public opinion field upside down.

In the photo, he put his arm around Scarlett Johansson's shoulders, with the rose garden of Cantaloupe Manor as the background. The two of them held up the script of "La La Land" and smiled at the camera.

The caption only contained a simple sentence: "A new journey is about to begin. Thank you for all your concern."

Ten minutes after this update was published, the server crashed.

The banana company's engineers couldn't help but complain while repairing the system overnight: "This is even more outrageous than the traffic when the president was assassinated!"

The comments of netizens were even more polarized. Some people were so excited that they were incoherent: "I knew that God would not dare to take away the God of Contemporary Cinema!"

Some people also said sarcastically: "This marketing campaign of Disney is worth at least 500 million yuan in box office revenue."

There are even conspiracy theorists who swear: "The photo must be synthesized by AI. Notice that the proportions of his left little finger are wrong!"

Many media outlets have even written memorials. Variety magazine almost published an article titled "Farewell, the Man Who Changed the Film Industry."

Fortunately, the editor-in-chief stopped it in time, otherwise it would have been a joke.

"Many media outlets want to arrange exclusive interviews during the vacation, and media outlets such as Fox and CNN have promised to arrange live interviews during prime time," Ivanka said.

"They will definitely make money by doing an interview at this time."

Little Gilbert was trimming the potted plants on the balcony and said without even looking up: "Reject them all. The bored media just want to watch the fun and don't mind the big deal.

By the way, how is the security work in New York?"

The security level has been raised to presidential standards."

Ivanka pulled up the records and said, “Twenty-four agents were seconded from the FBI’s counter-terrorism unit, and our own people will be disguised as waiters.

but"

She paused and said, "The other party requires four followers to enter."

"Yes."

The scissors flashed coldly, and another branch fell off.

Gilbert Jr. said: "Let Paul prepare four exploding suits... just kidding."

Seeing Ivanka's speechless expression, Gilbert finally put down his tools and said, "Remember to prepare metal badges for them. I need to know everyone's real-time location."

With Gilbert Jr.'s "resurrection", Disney's originally falling stock price immediately rebounded, with the daily increase even reaching 7%.

Stocks of other Silicon Valley companies began to rise, making Wall Street's preparations in vain.

This incident started with a car accident, in which many people died, and ended with negotiations between the two parties.

At the end of June, a liberal gathering was held in New York, and Gilbert Jr. and Ivanka attended the gathering. The security force at the gathering was terrifyingly strong, and the mayor and governor of New York both said that they would do their best to ensure safety.

As a well-known figure in the world, if anything goes wrong at this critical juncture, the consequences will be unimaginable.

So no matter whether it is Wall Street or the medical complex, they dare not let little Gilbert have any problems. Especially Wall Street, New York is their territory.

If anything happened to little Gilbert here, they would have no way to explain themselves.

Everyone was well-informed, and everyone knew what happened on the black market. No one expected that Gilbert's revenge would be so fierce and swift, and his decisive counterattack shocked everyone.

Now everyone understands that unless they can really kill little Gilbert, they will face counterattacks once he recovers.

The most important thing is that he already has a lot of enemies, and little Gilbert's forces are specifically targeting him.

Once you fall into a slump, those who are waiting and watching will immediately join the battlefield and divide you up.

Then why could little Gilbert fight back strongly, but they couldn't?
This is a good question, because these people don't have the courage to burn their boats like little Gilbert. They are all afraid of death and dare not risk their lives.

The party was about to begin. The night sky of New York was dyed a brilliant purple by neon lights. The liberal charity dinner was held at the top hotel in Manhattan.

Although it was a private party, it was open to the public. In addition, it was the first public appearance of Gilbert Jr., so there were many media reporters present.

Six pure black bulletproof SUVs were arranged in a wedge shape. When the door of the stretched Rolls-Royce in the middle was opened by the bodyguards, the flash lights instantly connected into a dazzling white light. Gilbert Jr. stepped out of the car door in a custom suit, and Ivanka took his arm. The two walked calmly, as if the life-and-death crisis in the previous half month had never happened.

"Mr. Gilbert! What is the truth behind the car accident?"

"There are rumors that you deliberately faked your death in order to boost the film's box office. Is this true?"

The reporters' questions came like bullets, but Gilbert Jr. just smiled and raised his hand for silence, then walked into the venue surrounded by bodyguards.

As the focus of the banquet, little Gilbert naturally had to socialize on this occasion.

Ivanka whispered in her ear: "Honey, the other party has arrived."

"Okay, let's find a quiet place and talk."

Several people found a small meeting room with a bodyguard standing at the door, and the two sides went in to talk.

The man who came was a bald man. He smoked a cigar and sneered, "Mr. Landrini, you are more... cautious and bolder than the rumors say."

"Mr. Blank, you were the first to provoke me. I am just fighting back."

Gilbert Jr. sounded like he was discussing box office revenue: “You lost 12 core members, and I paid 326 million in bounties.

Now, I want three things.”

He raised his finger, “First, the foundation permanently withdraws its request for funding from me.

Second, hand over the plans and executors who planned the car accident.

Third, compensate me for all my losses, plus interest."

"You are crazy!"

The bald man blushed: "You know we can't agree to your request."

"Then I'll have to ask the butcher to visit your son who is studying at the university in Tel Aviv tomorrow. I heard that he has a beautiful fiancée, who is also the daughter of one of your insiders."

Little Gilbert stepped back, smiling as gently as if he were discussing the weather.

"You dare to threaten us?"

"I'm just threatening you. Am I going to treat you to dinner?"

The bald man wanted to get angry, but he didn't dare to. He had received instructions before coming here to reach a settlement. You know, they broke the rules first, which made many people dissatisfied with them.

Although their power is great, they do not rule the world alone.

"We agree to all the conditions you mentioned."

The bald man was silent for a while, then spoke in a low voice.

"Speak louder, I can't hear you so quietly!"

"We agree to all the conditions you mentioned."

Little Gilbert nodded in satisfaction and asked Ivanka to deliver the documents. The two sides signed and exchanged the documents, reaching a ceasefire agreement.

"If you had said so earlier, it would have been over!"

Little Gilbert did not forget to teach him a lesson: "My money did not come from the wind, and I am not a landlord. I don't need you to fight against the local tyrants.

If you have the ability, go and earn your own money."

What else could the bald man say but remain silent.

Looking at the food on the table, little Gilbert said, "Eat it. If you take it but don't eat it, aren't you being disrespectful?"

The bald man was so angry that he didn't want to talk anymore. He didn't even want to say goodbye and just left. This matter was temporarily closed. (End of this chapter)