Southern guerrilla warfare: I led the Red Seventh Army Corps to amassed a million troops.

Mayer's shoulders slumped: "If I had already gotten her, would I have needed to come back? But I've already become friends with her."

"She was quite interested in my adventures in the Far East and even said she wanted to write it into a script and make it into a movie. I felt that this must be God's blessing, giving me the opportunity to marry the goddess."

A sharp glint flashed in Zhou Zeyuan's eyes: "Does she know what you do for a living?"

"How could I possibly let her know I'm an arms dealer? Garbo loves peace and hates war. My current plan is to acquire a Hollywood film company, and then..."

"Then you can just wait to lose everything, down to your last pants." Zhou Zeyuan interrupted him without any politeness. As soon as he heard the name Jiabao, he understood what had happened.

It turns out to be Hollywood star Greta Garbo, who could be considered one of the earliest ballet stars!

No wonder she could be so infatuated with a Danish nobleman she had met and eaten with.

"Take my advice: this woman is too sophisticated for you to handle. Of course, your idea of ​​making money is correct, because only when you are rich enough will you have the capital to be capricious."

"A pursuit that costs a lot of money and time won't break you."

Mayer's face showed a hurt expression: "Zhou, are you still my friend? How can you say such discouraging things? How do you know I won't succeed?"

"Let me tell you, you have no idea how beautiful Garbo is. I would give anything to win her heart, not just money, but even ten years of my life."

Zhou Zeyuan said calmly, "It's really unfortunate. I've seen her photos and heard about her story. You're right, for most men, ten years of life is indeed insignificant compared to her beauty. But that's assuming you can win her over."

"I think after you've given your all, you'll most likely, at best, get a polite kiss from her. I advise you to give up on that idea."

Mayer collapsed immediately. "Really? You're not kidding me? Is it really that difficult?"

"That's certainly extremely difficult. Your current achievements are among the best of the best for young people in America, but think back, did you receive even the slightest emotional response to your pursuit of her?"

Zhou Zeyuan patted him on the shoulder, "Focus on making money. A true man who has achieved success will never lack a wife."

Mayer shook his head, his tone unusually serious: "My dream used to be to have a hundred beautiful women, each one different every day."

"But ever since I became successful, my dream has changed. I want to challenge myself to love only one person. Is it really that difficult? Is it harder than your revolution?"

Zhou Zeyuan was speechless for a moment. Let's not even talk about the whole revolutionary process, just talk about the Long March.

Compared to it, 99% of the difficulties in this world are nothing.

If we take it as a benchmark, it seems that there are not many difficult things in this world.

But then again, how many people or teams in this world have that kind of perseverance, willpower, and wisdom?

He spoke frankly: "That's naturally impossible. The difficulty of these two things is on completely different levels. But you still have no chance."

Mayer's eyes suddenly lit up, and his tone became incredibly obsequious: "Dear Zhou, I know you are a wise man; even the wisdom of Jesus pales in comparison to yours."

"You must have a way, right? As long as you can help me achieve my wish, I promise you, I will do everything in my power to get you anything you want."

"If I have a child with Garbo, you'll be his godfather. And don't talk to me about money anymore; money is vulgar in the face of our friendship."

Zhou Zeyuan scoffed, "That's more like it. Why should I bother helping you if you don't offer enough incentives? You know, picking up girls can sometimes be just as difficult and complicated as fighting a major battle."

"Right, right, right, fighting a war is nothing compared to picking up girls. Tell me! Tell me!" Mayer took a half step forward, looking like a lackey.

Zhou Zeyuan didn't rush to speak, but pondered for a few seconds: "To be honest, since I've never met this Ms. Jiabao, the information I have comes from secondhand sources, so it's inevitable that it's somewhat distorted."

"So I won't give you too much specific advice on how to get along. I'll offer you a long-term strategic plan. As long as you follow it step by step, winning the heart of your sweetheart shouldn't be too difficult."

"Tell me quickly!"

Zhou Zeyuan held up one finger: "First, every celebrity has artistic aspirations. And every woman likes a brave man."

"Girls from humble backgrounds who have witnessed the hardships of ordinary people are mostly compassionate. Of course, this is not the case for everyone; there are also negative examples."

“Garbo is not like that!” Mayer interrupted immediately. “She loved peace the most, had compassion for the working people, and her character was as noble as that of the Virgin Mary.”

"Alright, alright, I was just saying. Let me continue my analysis." Zhou Zeyuan naturally wouldn't stoop to the level of a sycophant, much less reason with one.

"Ms. Greta Garbo was known as a cold and aloof queen who disliked public places. People who usually dislike socializing and socializing often have a tragic childhood and carry deep, unhealed wounds in their hearts."

"She is thoughtful and sensitive. Because she receives so much adulation, she will instinctively feel disgusted by ardent pursuit and blatant stares."

Mayer exclaimed "Wow!" with a hint of regret, as if waking from a dream: "Then, what I did before..."

"You're such a simp, they definitely left you a negative impression. But it's not entirely wrong, there's still a lot of room for redemption," Zhou Zeyuan concluded bluntly.

"Remember this: women aren't meant to be fawned over, but rather led. You need to become the kind of person she desires, then you won't need to chase after her; she'll come to you willingly."

Mayer nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, so what I thought before was probably right. I want to become a movie mogul and help her achieve her artistic goals."

"Wrong, terribly wrong. I've already said, women aren't meant to be fawned over. What you need to do is achieve your own artistic accomplishments, accomplishments that she can only look up to."

"Remember this: a man's resources are not given to women, but used to seduce them. If she gets your resources and advances faster in her career, you become even less worthy of her."

"This is essentially a competition, even a war. You have to win her to win the heart of the beauty, yet you're thinking of aiding the enemy. How is your behavior any different from that of a traitor?"

Mayer suddenly slapped Zhou Zeyuan on the shoulder, the force so strong that Zhou Zeyuan staggered half a step: "Oh! I get it! I get it all! No wonder she's been single for so many years, those idiots used the wrong methods!"

Zhou Zeyuan steadied himself and sneered, "You still know you're an idiot? You're quite self-aware."