America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 376 Sleepless Night

The Grand Master enjoys seeing the Black Panther anxious, angry, and helpless.

However, he only teased the two black panther cubs for a moment before putting them back.

The two adorable little creatures ran over to their brothers and sisters, squealing and huddling together to start eating meat.

Seeing this, the big black panther lazily lay back down, closed its eyes and continued to sunbathe, its tail swaying rhythmically, looking very relaxed. It was clearly a mother who didn't like taking care of her child.

Madison added, "Don't worry, I've had them vaccinated and checked by a professional veterinarian. They're healthy and strong; as long as they eat and drink well, their lifespan won't be a problem. But once they're older, it's best to keep them in cages to prevent them from running around on the island and injuring people."

"Don't worry, raising these things is just like raising dogs or cats, right? Once they're accustomed to it, they should be able to tell the difference between being fed every day and being fed only once a day." Zhang Ailun nodded, there was no need to worry about it at all.

The Camel Prince has been raising lions for so long without any accidents. It's become a traditional culture there. If you're rich, you have to raise lions; raising other things will make you cough.

But lions only recognize familiar people. If you sell it to someone else and don't see it for a long time, it will still bite you if you touch it. It's best to feed it and put it in a cage.

After playing with the black panther cubs, Zhang Ailun also inquired about Prian's physical condition, asking, "How has he been lately?"

"He's in good health and doing very well. I arrange for someone to give him sunbathing and massages every day. As long as I don't go bankrupt, he can stay in bed forever," Madison said gloatingly.

"How do I compare to you?" Zhang Ailun asked.

"I feel like my body might not even be as strong as that dead transvestite's," Madison rubbed his kidneys, sighing. "It's really getting worse and worse than before."

"Then take less drugs." Zhang Ailun said gloatingly, then took out a gift and gave it to him. "Look, these are all carefully selected by me, and there's also the currency you had your eye on last time. Consider it my early 70th birthday present to you."

"Then thank you very much. My seventieth birthday is still a long way off." Madison didn't stand on ceremony and simply took it, opened it, and admired the Spanish silver coins inside.

The Smiths, who had remained silent until now, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "These silver coins are in such good condition! There's even a misprinted one! Father, if these coins were put at an auction, they would be worth at least several million dollars, wouldn't they?"

"Mr. Kim is not short of money. You don't need to be polite to him at all. His financial strength is no less than mine. He has a private island that is bigger than mine, and a development island full of gold and silver coins." Madison joked, then packed up the silver coins and handed them to the waitress next to him, instructing her to put them in the collection museum.

The waitress solemnly took the box and turned to make arrangements.

"Let's go to my villa for a couple of drinks. I've already had some fine red wine prepared."

Madison invited the Grand Master to move to another location, and Zhang Ailun readily agreed, immediately getting into the car with him and heading to the villa area.

They soon arrived at the relaxation area. After getting out of the car, they entered the villa. A female attendant had already set up a sunshade and sun loungers in the yard. Zhang Ailun sat down and poured himself a glass of red wine. The two started chatting.

The Smiths also arrived at the party midway through with their daughter, and they greeted each other.

"Is this your granddaughter?" Zhang Ailun couldn't help but ask, looking at the hot girl with dreadlocks and a street punk vibe.

"What do you think?" Madison said smugly. "She has a bit of my vibe from when I was young."

"I just think your son must have worried a lot about her." Zhang Ailun declined to comment.

"This has nothing to do with me. I just raise them to adulthood, and children and grandchildren have their own lives to live." Madison still looked unrepentant.

The Grand Master had nothing to say about this.

The two chatted for a few more minutes, and the Smiths also took the time to have someone bring over the investment documents they had prepared for the head of the organization to review.

Although the leader wasn't completely illiterate and could make out what was written on it, the combination of words was somewhat incomprehensible.

What is meant by leapfrog sawtooth profitability?

What is periodic gliding flight?

What is the canyon linear orphan theory?

What? The Pentagon was blown up by Ultraman's Eight-Point Light Wheel?

Oh, I misread it. I confused the movie script with the League of Legends course for the club.

League of Legends, the Grandmaster knows what he's doing. But with your terrible European/American club, I suggest you go play Valorant and CS2 instead.

Can we compete in the World Championship? Absolutely not.

After looking at it for a while, he could only carefully put away the materials, organize them, and place them on the table. He thought to himself, "Send these to my female assistant. She will find a professional to refer to and evaluate them. Don't worry, considering that you are Mr. Madison's son, we are all on the same side. I will definitely help you if there are any problems."

He spoke with an air of "If you have any problems, go to your uncle and he'll solve them for you."

Although Smith was more than a decade older than the leader, he was very pleased to hear this answer. After all, the money of the rich is carefully managed, and when it comes to business involving tens or hundreds of millions of dollars, no matter how good the relationship or how amazing the project, they may not be willing to invest.

He had already learned this from his own father. Even though Madison had at least several billion dollars in assets, none of that money was left to his children. He was quite reluctant to invest even a hundred million dollars.

"Mr. Kim, let me toast you. I assure you, our e-sports club and film and television platform are thriving. Short-term investments will definitely not result in losses. The current short video investment profit cycle is also very short. As long as you find professional directors and screenwriters to shoot, you can quickly get returns. With traffic and GG merchants, you can make money! We are already planning to hire Amber Heard to play the female lead." Smith said excitedly.

"Amber Heard?" Zhang Ailun asked, somewhat surprised.

"That crazy beauty who sued Depp and separated from him, and who blamed the teacup dog for pooping in bed, is Musk's ex-girlfriend whom he can't forget. Musk was often beaten to tears by her."

Pelé, standing nearby, added, peeling an orange, taking a couple of bites, and couldn't help but remark, "Didn't she retire from acting?"

"She didn't retire from acting; it's just that nobody wants to cast her in movies anymore." Smith, well aware of this gossip, chuckled and said, "Would you cast a female celebrity who pooped in bed and framed a teacup dog as the lead in a big movie? Even if she's incredibly beautiful, even if you did cast her, would investors be willing to take the risk and put their money in? Would audiences be willing to buy into it?"

"I don't really care, but this kind of eccentric, somewhat abnormal, crazy beauty is indeed rare in the world." Zhang Ailun was speechless and looked at Smith. "Are you sure she'll act in your short drama? Since you were able to get Amber Heard, why not Scarlett Janssen? At least the latter is also out of work, but her reputation is much better than the former's, and there's a black perverted basketball star lining up to drink her bathwater."

"Using Black Widow as a marketing gimmick can certainly attract attention, and it should be more reliable than using Aquaman, right?"

"As far as I know, Amber Heard's extravagant spending has put her under a lot of financial strain since losing the case. Even though her ex-boyfriend is Elon Musk, who could easily bring her resources just by saying a few sweet words, she's not that kind of person. It's precisely because she's a bit neurotic that she ruined her own relationships. If she were after money, she definitely wouldn't have broken up with Musk, but she's just that kind of special person... she does whatever she wants as long as she's happy."

Smith had a complicated story to tell.

"But if you're willing to spend the money, you can certainly hire her to act, since she can't make it in Hollywood anyway."

Smith continued, "Although Scarlett Johansson is also getting older and her popularity is declining, at least there are still second-rate directors and trashy movies willing to hire her. She is not short of money. In order to maintain her status in Hollywood, she may not be willing to participate in short video shooting, which will affect her income. Amber Heard is different."

"I see." Zhang Ailun nodded. He really didn't know much about the inside story of this industry, only about the surface of what was broadcast in the news.

Next, the group had in-depth discussions about esports clubs and other aspects, but given the leader's limited knowledge in this area and his awareness that he hadn't even reached the Gold level in the Rift, they naturally stopped at a superficial level.

Smith knew that the club's leader was a billionaire and would not usually pay attention to activities that only e-sports teenagers would participate in. So he only focused on mentioning the new star players that their club was preparing to recruit recently to form a super team, attract more popularity, and sell more tickets!

As for the results, I'll just leave it to fate.

They only care about making money in various game projects when they open a club. If there are rankings that can earn more money, they will certainly manipulate the system, since rankings can be traded!

Anyone can fix matches; they just set odds outside the official betting market to maximize profits. It's lucrative!

"In today's world, the most profitable sport is football. Esports clubs are nothing compared to this market, but we can still make money by leveraging our resources and creating a siphon effect." Smith was full of confidence, drawing up a blueprint for the leader.

The Grand Master had never seen anyone offer him such empty promises before, and not wanting to dampen his enthusiasm, he simply nodded and said, "Okay, then go talk to my assistant."

He then turned around and started chatting with Madison again.

Smith didn't give up. He left his daughter there to keep the old man company, and turned to leave with his wife. Getting investment from the headmaster was already a certainty, it was just a matter of how much. What he wanted to do was to get more investment.

Soon, it got dark.

Madison also began to call on the island's staff and waitresses to prepare a bonfire dinner. As private jets arrived one after another, the island became lively and bustling. Those who came to the party were all old acquaintances from Madison's circle of friends, and even the leader of the island knew some of them.

Murray, a director at Miracle Pharmaceuticals, greeted the head of the company and reported the good news: "Mr. Jin, we have registered the relevant patents for the Micro-Light drug, passed the FDA inspection, and started the production line at our manufacturing plant to produce the drug periodically. We have also contacted several mental hospitals and pharmacies in California to market the product. We believe our drug will soon be in mass production and on the market in multiple locations, and we will receive the first wave of consumer feedback!"

"That's really great news!" Zhang Ailun was also delighted. He took a glass from the plate brought by the waiter and clinked glasses with the other person in celebration. "Let's celebrate the booming sales of our pharmaceutical products and our ever-increasing profits!"

"But I hope that in the future, this drug will never be needed in America, or even globally." Morrie said confidently, surprisingly speaking a sensible sentence for a capitalist.

Zhang Ailun wholeheartedly agreed, even though he knew it would be pointless to say anything, but he still said in agreement, "Then let's celebrate the early demise of those drug cartels and drug lords! Cheers!!"

"Cheers!!" Mori laughed heartily, and they clinked glasses and drank heartily.

Many socialites and wealthy women who had previously interacted with the leader also came to the scene. They came over to greet him, and Zhang Ailun welcomed them all, chatting and laughing with them.

Even when faced with someone groping him and about to ram him, the leader remained unfazed. That's the charm of a mature, composed man who has weathered many storms!

After downing more than a dozen glasses of champagne and red wine, even the Grand Master felt slightly overwhelmed by the alcohol.

So, at the invitation of several beautiful women, he couldn't help but follow them into the private room next door.

Surrounded by pink sheets, gauze curtains, and several familiar faces as well as vaguely recognizable new ones, Zhang Ailun habitually slammed the door shut behind him and began learning English with different accents from them.

Soon, the theme song of a paid program started playing in the room.

The training course lasted for two hours before stopping. The leader had just finished resting, pulled up his trousers, and went out. He called a waiter and ordered a glass of cold water to cool down. Then, a new noblewoman came over to greet him.

Dressed impeccably, adorned in vibrant colors and reeking of perfume, she asked, "Darling, do you remember me?"

Zhang Ailun carefully examined her appearance, searching his memory one by one, but he still couldn't recall anything.

"I'm Jenny, I make adult clothing," the woman said.

"Well... I don't quite remember... I'm sorry," Zhang Ailun replied hesitantly.

The lady wasn't angry. She smiled slightly, leaned closer, and whispered in her ear, "I have a pink butterfly tattoo."

"So it was you!" The Grand Master suddenly realized, as if waking from a dream, and immediately remembered her.

He chuckled and said, "Darling, it's been a long time."

"Looks like you've remembered, darling. You're so busy with work that you don't seem to remember me at all. How about we go outside for a bit?" the lady invited.

"Outside? Isn't it better to stay inside?" Zhang Ailun asked, puzzled.

"I have a few more girlfriends waiting for you by the swimming pool at the villa on the west side," the woman said.

"...Okay. You go first, I'll be right there." Zhang Ailun's expression was strange.

"Darling, hurry up and come, see you there!" The woman waved her hand with satisfaction and turned to leave.

It seems the Grand Master is quite well-known in the circle. Zhang Ailun couldn't help but sigh.

Let's go!

He downed the cold water in one gulp and immediately chose to go to the meeting alone. Just then, fireworks lit up the outside, the city was brightly lit, and the air was filled with the sounds of people. This night was destined to be a sleepless one for the Grand Master.

(End of this chapter)