Liu Qiangxi originally wanted to get some information out of Old Wang, to see what powerful person was backing him.
That way, he'd have the confidence to show off later.
But Old Wang was sly as a fox, refusing to budge, and said Liu Qiangxi would know in the future.
Why not just tell me now? Who cares about the future?
"Director Wang, could you give your little brother a hint?" Liu Qiangxi trailed after Old Wang, acting like a sycophant.
"Old Liu, why don't you ask your big brother? Why are you always following me?" Old Wang stopped and asked, looking at Liu Qiangxi.
"You and the Tencent boss are practically joined at the hip. Why are you acting like you're so close now?"
"Wherever Tencent leads, you follow."
"Heh heh, it's just that I'm drawn to Director Wang's charisma," Liu Qiangxi said with a rather undignified laugh.
"Just focus on your own business. Don't worry, you'll eventually see your investment in Fenglin Entertainment as your most successful one," Old Wang reassured Liu Qiangxi again.
"It's not that I'm worried. I just want to join your ranks sooner," Liu Qiangxi said with a smile.
"It's only 20 billion to invest in Fenglin Entertainment. It's fine to play along with everyone."
He didn't care whether he made or lost money.
At least, that's what he thought now. Two billion was a good price for an entry ticket.
"Aren't you joining now?" Old Wang asked with a half-smile.
"I mean, like you guys," Liu Qiangxi replied.
"It depends on fate. You can't be like us. You have a wife at home; you can't stay out all the time," Old Wang said.
"Director Wang, are you looking down on me? Women are like clothes; they're not a big deal. Can a man really be controlled by the women in his household?"
Liu Qiangxi quickly retorted, asserting that the "milk tea sister" couldn't control him.
"Alright, alright. I have to go. I'm busy." Old Wang didn't want to waste any more time with this sycophant.
After Old Wang had made his firm statement, Moni-Dupont was also filled with admiration.
Like Liu Qiangxi, he was kept in the dark. The DuPont and Morgan families' investment in Fenglin Entertainment was entirely arranged by King Hughes. King Hughes had directly instructed them to invest.
How could they dare to refuse? They rushed to China to invest overnight.
When they came, King Hughes had also warned them that Xia Lin, the chairperson of Fenglin Entertainment, was his elder, which was why these two families showed such respect to Xia Lin.
However, they didn't know how impressive Xia Lin truly was.
Now, seeing Old Wang flaunting his authority by leveraging Xia Lin's influence, Moni-Dupont felt a great sense of satisfaction.
It seemed this investment was a very good choice.
Especially Old Wang's words: "Let me be clear, I'm informing you, not asking for your opinion."
It was simply badass.
Jon Favreau's call had long since ended. The fact that a Chinese person spoke to him so arrogantly had infuriated him.
Afterward, Jon Favreau reconsidered, thinking it might not be appropriate, especially since the DuPont family was involved.
He needed to inform the person behind him.
Jon Favreau turned off the TV in the room and closed all the doors and windows, ensuring the room was quiet. After doing all this, Jon Favreau used his private phone to dial a number.
"Young Master Kennedy, hello. I'm very sorry to disturb you so late." Jon Favreau's attitude was respectful, with a fawning demeanor.
"What is it?" Kennedy-Diff's voice on the other end of the phone was slightly cold.
"I have a small matter to report to you. Today, the DuPont family approached me about filming a movie in China, and I refused." Jon Favreau spoke in a low voice.
"If you refused, you refused. It's not a big deal." Kennedy-Diff said indifferently.
The DuPont family held significant international status, being one of the four major families in the world.
But times had changed. In the United States, their four great families still called the shots.
As long as they kept to themselves and didn't interfere with each other, they would show each other some respect.
However, going too far was unacceptable.
"Alright, but I had a small problem when I was speaking with the people from China earlier." Jon Favreau remembered Old Wang's threat.
"What do you mean, 'I'm informing you, not asking for your opinion'?"
"That's too arrogant."
"Even American idiots aren't that arrogant."
"What problem?" Kennedy-Diff asked.
"A Chinese person threatened me earlier. His meaning was that I must go, and if I don't, there will be trouble." Jon Favreau didn't dare to lie and reported truthfully.
"Heh... 'The wind is strong, but it can't blow away the tongue.' Don't worry about it. Focus on filming Iron Man. If anything comes up, just call me. You're part of our family; no one can touch you." Kennedy-Diff was almost amused.
A Chinese person daring to threaten Americans; they truly didn't know their place.
"Okay." Upon receiving a definitive reply, Jon Favreau breathed a sigh of relief.
After hanging up, Jon Favreau leisurely poured himself a glass of red wine, swirled it gently, and began to drink.
He had indeed been startled by Old Wang's threat today.
Who knew if the DuPont family would make a move?
Old Wang waited from morning until afternoon, but there was no news from Jon Favreau confirming his arrival. He planned to have Orville notify King Hughes that evening to handle it.
It was afternoon in China, but already past midnight in the United States.
Fenglin Entertainment Group Chat:
Old Wang: @Orville, are you there?
Orville: I'm here, Director Wang. What are your orders?
Old Wang: Jon Favreau, the director from the United States, is within our selection range. He's from the American Kennedy family. He refused our invitation today. Notify King Hughes tonight and have him resolve this matter.
Orville: Received!
DuPont Family: Awesome.
Morgan Family: Awesome.
Seeing King Hughes was like seeing a ghost for the people from these two families. Now that Old Wang mentioned it so casually, they were deeply impressed.
No wonder Old Wang spoke with such confidence today, casually commanding King Hughes.
It truly made them feel like bowing down in worship.
China truly lives up to its reputation as a country with millennia of civilization; it's so different. This is the true demeanor of a great nation.
Orville didn't care whether it was midnight in the United States or if King Hughes was sleeping. What did he care?
Upon seeing the message, he immediately made a phone call.
After a few rings, no one answered. Orville called again.
A moment later, the call was connected.
"Orville, do you want to die? Fuck you!" King Hughes's voice came through the phone.
"You damn cultivator, what are you sleeping for? You won't die if you don't sleep for a day. But if you don't do my business, you'll truly die." Orville completely disregarded King Hughes's curses.
"I'm here bearing a royal decree."