America: Starting with the acquisition of MGM...

Chapter 245, Section 244: Incomplete resistance is tantamount to no resistance at all.

"Sis, are you still in Los Angeles?"

Zhou Wenqiong made an excuse to go to the bathroom and quickly took out her phone to call Liu Xiaoli.

"Yes, Sissi is filming a big movie, MGM's new A-list production, 'The Hunger Games'."

On the other end of the phone, Liu Xiaoli spoke with a mix of boasting and pride.

A year ago, my daughter could only act in TV dramas across the street. Who would have thought that a year later she would be a major supporting actress in a Hollywood blockbuster?

It's fair to say that Liu Yifei accomplished in one year what other Chinese actors take ten years to achieve.

Regardless of the methods used, in the entertainment industry, apart from the granddaughter of a real general, who doesn't use dirty tricks? As long as you achieve results, no one will dare to laugh at you.

"Sister, you've already told me about this." Zhou Wenqiong was a little speechless.

"Really? Hahaha. A lot of people have been asking me about it lately, and I've gotten them all mixed up."

"Alright, alright, I'm not just joking around. I'm in Los Angeles right now. I just signed a contract with Eric. He bought the Hassend Theatre."

"But this guy doesn't seem to want to use me. Judging from his attitude, it seems like he wants to replace everyone in the theater. What should I do?"

Liu Xiaoli thought to herself, "Your lousy theater is almost bankrupt. Do I even need to explain why? With Eric's cunning and shrewd nature, it would be strange if he employed you."

Strictly speaking, the theater's collapse had little to do with Zhou Wenqiong, as she had always been in a state of being sidelined, a mid-level manager without real power, and unable to utilize her abilities.

My cousin is the kind of person who is very strong-willed. Otherwise, she wouldn't have left the Pearl River Film Studio to pursue a better life in the United States. She needs an opportunity to prove herself.

"Sis, you've spent so much time with Eric, give me some advice! What does he like? What are his weaknesses?"

"I don't know. Someone of his status and power probably doesn't have any particular hobbies, and even if he does, they're not things you can afford."

After a moment of silence, Zhou Wenqiong suddenly asked, "And what about you? How did Xixi manage to get such good resources? What methods did you use?"

This is a somewhat unreasonable question; even if you have a good relationship with someone, you wouldn't ask that.

Liu Xiaoli couldn't possibly say it was because I slept with him; she wasn't thick-skinned and didn't want to lose face in front of her cousin!

And what if I tell her, and Zhou Wenqiong suddenly realizes it and chooses this path too?

Two sisters in one bed—is it awkward? Is it ridiculous?

"Perhaps he thinks Sissi has potential. After all, MGM wants to expand into the Chinese market, and Sissi is the hottest rising star there. No one is more suitable than her."

"That's all?"

"Maybe. Okay, I'm hanging up now. It's a bit dangerous for Sissi to be suspended by wires, I have to keep an eye on her."

"Feed? Feed? Sis!"

Hearing the busy tone of the dial tone, Zhou Wenqiong felt a little annoyed.

While stage plays aren't as dirty as Hollywood, they're not exactly clean either; everyone knows what's going on there.

Filled with anxiety, Zhou Wenqiong returned to the dining table, but she had no appetite for a single bite.

Seeing that Eric and Mrs. Valentine had finished their meal and were preparing to leave, she became extremely anxious.

This is the last chance. If you miss it, you'll likely be fired when you go back. Forget about seeing Eric; he might not even read your text message.

She couldn't help but grit her teeth, a sudden impulse welling up inside her—to compete with her cousin.

The more you try to hide it, the more determined I am to tear off that fig leaf. At worst, it'll be the first day of the month and the fifteenth day of the month!

And look at his young and handsome face; he could charm countless women in the entertainment industry around the world. Being with him is a win for her.

In just a few minutes, impulse took over, and Zhou Wenqiong had silently tamed herself in her heart.

At least for this moment, her rationality vanished, and some things, once the bow is drawn, cannot be turned back, which is why it is often said that impulsiveness is the devil.

"Mrs. Valentine, thank you again for your trust. I hope we can meet again in the future."

"I will definitely be there when the theater is renovated and reopens. It is my lifelong wish to see it rise from the ashes."

"Don't worry, that day will come soon. Goodbye!"

Goodbye, Mr. Cooper!

After saying goodbye to Mrs. Valentine, Zhou Wenqiong extended her hand, saying, "Mr. Cooper, thank you for lunch, it was delicious."

If a woman initiates a handshake, it is considered gentlemanly for a man not to refuse.

But the moment the two shook hands, Eric felt a few light scratches on his palm.

"Um?"

He looked up at Zhou Wenqiong, who smiled, licked her lips lightly, and then turned and left.

"Is this woman seducing me?"

Back in the lounge, Eric took off his coat, looked at himself in the mirror, and nodded confidently.

"There's no doubt about it, with that face, she's definitely seducing me."

As if confirming Eric's guess, his phone suddenly rang, and he received a text message.

The message was very simple, containing only the room number.

"It's really tough on me. A big boss like me has to personally unclog drains, fix light bulbs, give oral hygiene treatments, and give full-body massages. Sigh!"

After reflecting on his hardships, Eric rubbed his stomach.

"I just finished eating, so it's a good time to exercise a bit to help with digestion. There's an old saying that goes, 'Walk a hundred steps after a meal, and you'll live to ninety-nine.'"

Adhering to the principle that physical exercise is beneficial to mental and physical health, Eric eventually came to the hotel.

Inside the room, Zhou Wenqiong regretted sending that text message as soon as she did, her clear-headed intelligence once again taking over.

The reason why her career has been consistently unsuccessful is largely due to her refusal to accept unspoken rules.

In a moment of impulsiveness, I broke the principles I had always adhered to, and I immediately regretted it.

"What should I do? Tell Eric it was sent to the wrong person? But when I left, I think I scratched his palm."

"Refusing to open the door? That doesn't seem like a good idea either; it would be even worse if it attracted attention."

"No, maybe they'll just pretend they didn't see it and laugh it off."

"Huh? That's even worse! Doesn't that prove I'm completely unattractive!"

"Why don't we wait until he arrives and have a proper conversation, try to change our perspective? This would be a good opportunity for me to demonstrate my abilities in person."

"Damn it! It's work ability!"

A thousand thoughts flashed through her mind, but one thing Zhou Wenqiong was firm about: she would never use her body to climb the social ladder.

Just as she was lost in thought, a loud knocking sounded at the door, startling her.

"call……"

Adjust your mindset and mentally review the prepared words again.

Click!

As soon as she opened the door, Zhou Wenqiong opened her mouth to say something to ease the awkwardness.

Without warning, he was pushed down and pressed against the wall, his mouth was violently stuffed in, and his two tongues intertwined and circled, performing oral gymnastics.

boom!

In an instant, Zhou Wenqiong's mind went blank, and she forgot everything she had imagined.

She felt a strong masculine aura coming towards her, and Eric's nearly 190cm height intimidated her like a giant beast.

Eric, on the other hand, had a very simple thought: you've already sent me the room number, so the meaning is self-evident.

Forget about being reserved. The best way to defuse awkwardness is to simply ignore it. What's the point of a thousand-year-old fox playing tricks? Just do it!

Thus, the two clashed fiercely in their opposing ideologies.

Suddenly, he felt Zhou Wenqiong begin to resist, trying to push him away with both hands. Eric grabbed her hands and twisted her behind his back.

"I didn't expect you, who seem so delicate, to like a violent vibe. Very well, I like it too."

He used a treasured technique he hadn't used in a long time, and after a few attempts, the other person's resistance began to weaken, and she went limp in his arms, panting heavily.

The initial discomfort lasted for a few minutes, then everything fell into place naturally, reaching the stomach in one step.

Feeling the smooth skin, Eric mentally gave the other person a score.

Judging by her age, she is already 40 years old, which is a disadvantage among women, second only to Liu Xiaoli, and older than Nicole.

However, Eastern women have always aged more slowly, especially since they pay great attention to skincare and exercise, so they don't look much different from 30 years old. In this respect, Eastern women have a racial advantage over Western women.

Judging from her appearance, Zhou Wenqiong still retains the features she had when she was young.

Her looks can be summed up in one sentence: she's prettier than both Liu Xiaoli and Liu Yifei.

Liu Yifei once said that she was the ugliest woman in her family, and if compared to other women of the same age, that is indeed the truth.

Based on ethical considerations, the Zhou-Liu family is in no way inferior to the Olson family, both experiencing significant psychological stimulation.

If it were possible to see three women together in the same frame and sleep under the same blanket in the future, it would be a wonderful thing.

Moreover, Zhou Wenqiong also demonstrated excellent flexibility and dance skills.

She was light and lithe, weighing just over 90 pounds. Hanging on Eric, she felt no strain and could do all sorts of movements at will.

"Joan, have you ever studied dance?" Eric asked.

Zhou Wenqiong closed her eyes and hummed in agreement: "I practiced kung fu when I was young. Back then, kung fu movies were popular in mainland China, so I studied it for a while."

"Later, I went abroad and started to get involved in stage plays, and then I learned dance, which is a basic skill of Broadway."

"I started doing yoga when I got older. Pilates has also become popular in recent years, and I've learned some of it too. In short, I've tried everything that's good for the body."

"No wonder, no wonder you're so flexible, much more so than Liu Xiaoli."

As soon as he said it, Eric realized something was wrong, but the other person suddenly opened their eyes and stared intently at him.

"Eric, let me ask you a question. Have you and my cousin already slept together?"

"no."

"Then why are you promoting Sissi? Promoting a Chinese girl in Hollywood is not like promoting Michelle Yeoh or Lucy Liu."

Eric chuckled: "A smart person wouldn't ask a question they already know the answer to."

Seeing that he admitted it, Zhou Wenqiong suddenly felt a strong stimulation, as if she were having an affair with a relative. The taboo of immorality made impulsive desires take over again.

As the saying goes:

A beautiful woman is moved by the morning blossoms, a young man is as handsome as jade and as spirited as a rainbow.

Drunk in my arms at the tortoiseshell banquet, yet helplessly yearning for you beneath the hibiscus-embroidered curtains.

The mandarin ducks are a pair in the quilt, while the pear blossoms and crabapple blossoms stand out in splendor.

The enchantress's face was like a flower glistening with dew, and the jade tree's radiant light illuminated the back hall.

More than an hour later, the clouds dispersed, the rain stopped, and the sky cleared.

Stroking Joan's smooth back, Eric couldn't help but exclaim, "Joan, you have amazing stamina. Your yoga practice has paid off."

Zhou Wenqiong rolled her eyes: "Feeling good? Feeling comfortable?"

"Hmm? What do you mean? You don't seem too happy?"

"Of course I'm not happy. My original intention was not to get on the ship with you. I just wanted to talk to you."

Eric paused, then said, "Wait, did I misunderstand? Or is there something wrong with your implication? Were you the one scratching my hand?"

"Yes!" The woman nodded.

"Were you the one who gave me the room number?"

"Yes!" The woman nodded again.

"So what are you trying to achieve by saying all this now?"

"Who gave you the right to barge in and kiss me like that? I couldn't even speak, and I resisted! Didn't you feel it?"

"But your resistance is incomplete. Incomplete resistance is the same as no resistance at all, do you understand?"

"You!" Zhou Wenqiong was so angry that she couldn't speak.

Seeing her puffed-up face, Eric smiled and said, "Alright, alright, what's done is done, so don't regret it."

"And you were yelling so loudly just now, anyone who didn't know better would think someone was committing murder in the room."

Seeing that she was about to complain again, Eric quickly changed the subject: "What do you want to talk about? It doesn't matter if you talk about it now."

Zhou Wenqiong calmed herself down and asked, "Eric, about the theater? Do you know anything about Broadway?"

Eric shook his head slightly: "I don't need to know too much."

"Uh, we can't talk like this."

"To be honest, buying the grand theater only cost $45 million. Is that a lot? The movie I'm currently filming has an investment of over $100 million. Am I arrogant?"

"You're such a jerk!"

"Hehe. Okay, go ahead and say it. I know what you want to say, but I'm willing to listen to it as a sign of respect."

Zhou Wenqiong snorted angrily, "I'm not saying anything more, it's pointless. Just pretend I was bitten by a dog."

"What? Did you wake up with a bad temper? How about this, I'll call your cousin over, and you two can exchange your experiences."

"No, you're going to kill someone, aren't you? And isn't 4500 million a lot of money? If managed properly, the theater can generate ten times the profit."

The two chatted until sunset. After calming down, Zhou Wenqiong became very professional, a completely different person from before.

She recounted all the industry secrets and unspoken rules she had learned and experienced over the years.

Eric then realized that he had underestimated the other party and the industry itself; there were many intricacies involved.

Without hiring top experts, it will be very difficult to compete with Disney.

Seeing that she had successfully gained the other party's attention, Zhou Wenqiong said solemnly, "Eric, give me a year. If I can't transform the theater, I'll resign without you having to say anything."

"So confident?"

"What I need is an opportunity. Also, I hope you don't overcomplicate our relationship. Today was just an accident. Don't treat me differently just because we slept together."

"You don't need to make a decision now. Think it over carefully, and I'll wait for your answer."

After saying that, Zhou Wenqiong kissed Eric on the cheek, then decisively got dressed and left.

(End of this chapter)