Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Given Chen Jiajun's previous agreement, coupled with the potential of SCAM company.

Jordan Belfort agreed to let Stratton Oakmont take over SCAM's IPO.

Meanwhile, Xu Jiawei's side also began to submit the application to the U.S. Securities and Exchange Commission for review.

After all, a company needs to go through many procedures to be listed. The review process is divided into several main stages, including acceptance, meeting, inquiry, feedback meeting, pre-disclosure, preliminary review meeting, issuance review meeting, sealing of documents, post-meeting matters, and approval for issuance.

These things can't be resolved in a short time; it will take at least a year.

Xu Jiawei will probably be traveling between Longkou and the United States during this period.

At most, it's just that he himself will be a little tired; his partners on Wall Street will definitely take care of the rest for him.

"Now that everything that needed to be done has been done, it's time to see how far that idiot Jordan can go!"

Xu Jiawei smiled and said to Chen Jiajun, "This guy privately bought company shares from me, and I sold all of them to him! It's just that the shares are still in my name now."

Chen Jiajun immediately laughed: "Well done! This way, Jordan is tied to us! Even if the ship sinks, he can't jump off!"

Xu Jiawei shook his head and said, "This guy is too greedy. Logically speaking, someone who can grow a company this big in just a few months should have this much risk awareness, right?"

Cao Weicai said with a sneer, "This is Wall Street. They're as crazy when they're making money as they die miserably during financial crises."

"During the financial crisis in the early 1990s, countless people jumped off the Golden Gate Bridge into the sea, just like dumplings being dropped into a pot!"

"Talking about risk with these people? I can only tell you that the only lesson humanity has learned from history is that humanity never learns from its lessons."

Xu Jiawei laughed: "Ha, it seems that America is really different from China! I'm still not used to the atmosphere here!"

Chen Jiajun said calmly, "Alright, anyway, this plan still needs to be developed. Keep in touch with me!"

“I understand, boss!” Xu Jiawei nodded and said, “But boss, apart from Shenzhou Tong and electronic dictionaries which are still selling somewhat, the whole machine business of Shenzhou Technology has been sluggish. Shouldn’t we adjust our strategy?”

At its last press conference, Shenzhou Technology Co., Ltd. released a total of three new products.

Apart from the huge success of Shenzhou Tong and electronic dictionaries, other businesses are declining rapidly.

This caused Xu Jiawei concern, since a mature company can't rely on just one product to make a living, right?

If something unexpected happens to Shenzhou Tong, Shenzhou Technology will also suffer a huge blow.

Chen Jiajun said confidently, "Don't worry, the laboratory in Brunei has made progress, and it will definitely surprise you."

Chen Jiajun never spoke carelessly, which reassured Xu Jiawei a lot.

I stayed in New York for three days before returning to China.

Cao Weicai was going to Albuquerque to interview the professional manager he had poached.

"Boss, aren't you going over there?" Cao Wei asked curiously when he saw that Chen Jiajun didn't seem to be leaving.

Chen Jiajun rolled his eyes and said, "You go first, I have plans tonight! Why do you like being a third wheel so much?"

Cao Weicai shrugged and could only leave first.

That's right, Chen Jiajun met with an old acquaintance today, Monica Bellucci.

……

Monica had been waiting for a long time in the hotel restaurant.

Although this woman is already thirty, the charm she exudes is even more captivating.

It's like a ripe peach.

However, Monica's life in America has not been very smooth over the years, as modeling is a profession that relies on youth.

After so many years of struggling without making a name for herself, and still being a nobody, Monica was already feeling quite disheartened.

So, at the urging of her agent, she entered the entertainment industry.

However, the American entertainment industry is not easy to navigate. Strictly speaking, it's not easy for a washed-up model like her, who has no connections, no background, and no popularity, to succeed anywhere.

Aside from selling her body to get into the Hollywood independent film circle, she can forget about getting any mainstream resources.

But looking at those producers who looked like fat pigs, Monica felt a sudden, inexplicable disgust.

Although she was well aware of the rules of Hollywood, she didn't want to do it.

Moreover, she wasn't completely without options, for example, there was that mysterious wealthy man from the East.

Compared to those disgusting, pot-bellied producers, Chen Jiajun could bring her great enjoyment, both in terms of looks and physique.

Perhaps this incredibly wealthy and powerful man can solve her predicament.

So when she learned that Chen Jiajun was in New York, she immediately came to him and told him what had happened to her.

After venting her frustrations, Monica said apologetically, "Sorry, I've been dealing with some things lately, and I just have to get them off my chest!"

Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "You should have told me sooner."

Monica shook her head and said, "I don't want to become too mercenary, after all... you're different!"

Monica wasn't lying; Chen Jiajun's heroic rescue of her that day had indeed left a deep impression on her.

Therefore, she didn't want to appear too mercenary. If what she hadn't encountered this time hadn't been so disgusting that she had no other choice but to seek help from Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun frowned as he looked at Monica and said, "What? Is the other party someone important?"

Monica lit a cigarette and shook her head: "He's just a nobody to you, but for us who make a living in Hollywood, he's a real force to be reckoned with."

"Tell me about it?" Chen Jiajun asked curiously.

Monica could only utter that bastard's name: "Harvey, Harvey Weinstein."

Upon hearing Monica's words, Chen Jiajun immediately raised an eyebrow: "So it's this guy! He's now the head of Miramax, a subsidiary of Disney, right?"

Monica seemed somewhat surprised: "You've heard of this person?"

Chen Jiajun had heard a lot about this guy, but it was before he transmigrated.

This man, who was hailed as "the most powerful person in Hollywood," was ultimately brought down by political correctness.

He was even kicked out of the company he founded.

It is said that he sexually assaulted hundreds of actresses. Although some of them were just pretending, there must have been quite a few genuine victims.

This guy is practically the quintessential Hollywood "red sofa" figure.

However, during this period, he was still working for Disney and had far less influence in the independent film industry than he did after starting his own business.

So Chen Jiajun smiled slightly and said to Monica, "Leave this matter to me!"

Monica was somewhat surprised: "You don't seem to have much connection with Hollywood, do you?"

“But I have friends! Don’t worry, if I say I can solve it, I definitely can. If I can’t, I have a way to solve it too!” Chen Jiajun said rather domineeringly.

Chen Jiajun does indeed have a solution; his confidence stems from Nefertory.

Netflix has now defeated Blockbuster, a traditional leasing giant, and is continuously acquiring its assets. It has also become a partner of major Hollywood film studios.

The DVD rental industry is a very important supplementary channel for movie box office revenue.

With this connection, Chen Jiajun can directly communicate with executives from the six major Hollywood studios.

A mere Harvey is indeed nothing.

Moreover, if he really wanted to mess with this fat guy, he had other methods he could use.

Hearing Chen Jiajun say that, Monica immediately felt relieved. The two stopped talking about these troubling matters and returned to the hotel together after dinner.

Perhaps because she needed Chen Jiajun's help, Monica was incredibly passionate tonight.

……

The next morning, Chen Jiajun and Monica were woken up by a series of urgent phone calls.

Monica touched her phone on the bedside table, and her manager's furious voice came from the other end of the computer: "Damn it, Monica, where are you right now? Where the hell are you?"

Monica frowned but didn't get angry. She simply said, "I'm resting at the hotel! I don't need to report this to you!"

"I'm your agent!" the other person said aggressively. "And you promised to attend the banquet last night, how dare you stand me up?"

Monica said unhappily, "You're the one who agreed for me, I didn't agree!"

"Damn it!" the agent cursed again. "I really want to kill you right now! Last time you offended Mr. Weinstein, and I finally managed to persuade him to see you one more time! You better show yourself right now, I don't want to say it a second time!"

Monica glanced at the man beside her, then said to her agent, "You're fired!"

"What the hell? What the hell did you say?" The agent was stunned: "I'm warning you..."

Unfortunately, Monica hung up the phone before he could finish speaking.
Chen Jiajun smiled and said to Monica, "Looks like your manager is pretty arrogant! Thinks he can take you down?"

Monica said with a headache, "Hollywood agents are all the same. You change agents and it's still the same. They'll sell out their clients for profit, just like pimps!"

Chen Jiajun lifted Monica's chin and said, "That's because you're not famous enough yet. Once you're famous, you'll find that these agents have become real service providers!"

Monica looked at Chen Jiajun curiously and said, "You know a lot about Hollywood?"

He knows nothing. Chen Jiajun's knowledge of Hollywood comes entirely from gossip and rumors.

But it's very useful.

So Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "I know a little, and didn't I tell you I have some friends?"

Monica nodded and didn't say anything more.

Seeing Monica's sullen expression, Chen Jiajun patted her smooth back and said, "Alright, there's no need to be so upset. Let me help you solve these little troubles first!"

After washing up, the two went to the hotel to have lunch before heading to Burbank, Los Angeles.

Mark Randolph can just give Disney a heads-up when the time comes.

It's not even worth Chen Jiajun personally getting involved; doing so would be too beneath him.

As for Monica's current predicament, it is actually quite easy to solve.

Nefert has close ties with major film studios. He can find a promising project, ask around, and get her a supporting role so that Monica can gain some fame.

For a big shot like Chen Jiajun, who's at the top of the food chain, Monica's years of hard work can't compare to a single word from him.

As soon as the two arrived at the restaurant, they saw a woman angrily approaching them.

And the target was Monica.

Monica frowned and asked, "How did he find his way here?"

"Who?" Chen Jiajun asked curiously.

"My former agent!"

As Monica spoke, the other person walked over.

The woman had short hair and looked very capable. Her face was covered with freckles, and her appearance was just average.

Even though he was a head shorter than Monica, he looked much more assertive than her.

She coldly said to Monica, "Get up and come with me! Mr. Weinstein is waiting for you to give him a reasonable explanation!"

Monica said angrily, "I'm telling you, I've fired you!"

"What did you say? You dare say another word?" The manager looked like she wanted to devour Monica, pointing at her and saying, "Don't tell me you didn't answer the phone last night because you were with this pretty boy?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Jiajun was both amused and exasperated.

Over the years, some people have called him a hawk with a wolf's eye, some have called him treacherous and cunning, and some have called him a smiling tiger, but no one has called him a gigolo. This made Chen Jiajun touch his cheek involuntarily.

However, Chen Jiajun didn't bother with such a small fry and didn't take it seriously. But Monica said very unhappily, "Stop nagging. I will pay the penalty to the company on time. You can leave now!"

Hearing Monica's resolute stance, the agent was furious, her chest practically bursting with rage. Pointing at Monica, she threatened, "If you dare do this, you can forget about working in Hollywood! I advise you to think this through. I could have taken your previous words as mere words of anger!"

Hearing this, Chen Jiajun finally couldn't help but chuckle.

Chen Jiajun found it somewhat ridiculous that a mere agent could speak so arrogantly.

"What are you laughing at, you yellow-skinned monkey?" The manager snapped at Chen Jiajun, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

In her view, Monica had always been the kind of person who was relatively easy to control, and now that she was suddenly in this situation, she must have been brainwashed by this man.

Chen Jiajun wiped his mouth with a napkin, glanced at the woman, and then said to Doom behind him, "Give her a slap, but don't kill her!"

Only then did the agent notice that a bodyguard-like figure was standing not far behind the Asian man.

Before the agent could react, he was slapped so hard he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Feeling the burning pain on his cheek, the manager realized he had messed with the wrong person.

Someone who comes out to eat with bodyguards is clearly not an ordinary person, and certainly not someone a mere agent like her can afford to offend.

Monica said to her agent with disgust, "You'd better get out of here right now, or I'll have someone kick you out!"

The agent was brought back to his senses by the slap; it was clear that Monica had hooked up with a sugar daddy.

So he just glared at Monica with a vicious look, then turned and left.

Monica shook her head helplessly, then said to Chen Jiajun, "I'm sorry, my affairs have dragged you into this!"

Chen Jiajun said nonchalantly, "It's nothing!"

Chen Jiajun originally thought that the woman would learn to be smarter and leave on her own.

But to my surprise, she returned a moment later, this time with a large, fat man.

And this fat man was none other than Harvey Weinstein.

The agent's idea was simple: even if they couldn't get Monica to comply, they would at least bring out Harvey, this big shot, to thoroughly disgust the two scoundrels.

Everyone in the industry knows that Harvey is extremely domineering and has a habit of forcing himself on actresses.

It would be best if the two sides started fighting, so that you could vent your anger.

“I’m still wondering when I’ll see you again!” Harvey walked over and said to Monica with a big laugh.

However, upon getting closer and seeing Chen Jiajun beside Monica, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The smile on his face froze.

Harvey had clearly recognized Chen Jiajun.

The United States is a society with a strong business atmosphere. Chen Jiajun recently purchased 1.5% of Bank of America stock, which was even reported in the newspapers. Anyone who pays attention will recognize it!

Chen Jiajun looked at Harvey Weinstein with a half-smile and said, "Mr. Weinstein? Are you talking to me?"

Harvey immediately snapped to attention and quickly nodded, saying, "Of course, Mr. Chen, we met at the last party!" (End of Chapter)