Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 937 Billionaire
"Oh, God, please forgive me, you can interview Scarlett, I will give way now."

When they entered the screening room of the Chinese Theater, there were media members who were formally invited by the crew. When they saw Scarlett and Evans, they surrounded them immediately, but they did not rush to ask questions and just looked at them eagerly.

Levi immediately realized that he seemed to be an obstacle standing here, hindering others' work, and he quickly smiled to apologize.

However, the reporter exchanged glances and called out to Levi who was turning around to leave.

"…Can we ask you two questions?"

Levi: ???
Scarlett looked at Evans and quipped, "It seems that we are the obstacle."

Li Wei smiled and said to the reporter politely, "No, you can't. This is a movie premiere, I'm just a passerby who came to join in the fun, so I plan to enjoy the movie."

"As for the interviews," Levi patted Scarlett and Evans on the shoulders respectively, "that's their job. Believe me, you don't want to ruin my vacation." After saying that, his smile bloomed warmly and brilliantly.

Levi turned and walked away.

The reporters looked at each other in bewilderment: Is this even possible?
But the point is, after they exchanged glances, no one dared to chase after him. This scene amazed Scarlett and Evans, who had seen the methods of reporters.

Scarlett, "They must be afraid that Levi will beat them, right?"

Evans, "Yes, 100 percent, absolutely. It's true that the bigger the fist, the more powerful it is."

And Levi?
He was serious. He had finished his mission for the day and his only thought now was to watch a good movie. He had been so busy lately that he didn't even have time to breathe. He was really looking forward to watching a popcorn movie to relax.

But where should he sit?
There are no seat numbers in American movie theaters. After entering, you can sit anywhere you want.

Levi isn’t sure if that’s the case for the premiere.

Looking around, you can see that the seats in the center have name tags on them, ensuring that the main creative team of "Avengers 4" can sit in the spotlight and that there will be no deviation in their status; but there are no name tags on other seats, and all are open.

Levi was wondering whether the media, guests, and audience would all sit together, or would they be divided into different areas?
Then, a white-haired old man came towards Levi.

He looks to be in his sixties or seventies, with short, snow-white hair that fits neatly on his body and a neatly trimmed white mustache. He holds a gentleman's hat in his left hand in front of him. He walks at a slow but steady pace, and looks very energetic.

"Hey." The old man was the first to greet.

Levi looked around and confirmed that the old man was talking to him, then smiled and said, "Good evening, how can I help you?"

Even though Levi knew nothing, he tried to be friendly.

A smile flashed in the old man's eyes, "Are you sure you can help?"

Levi just laughed, "So, is the confusion on my face so obvious? I thought I hid it well, but now it seems my dream of becoming a Hollywood actor has been shattered."

The old man pursed his lips slightly, "But obviously you don't have to worry about your livelihood. To be precise, the actors tonight should envy you."

Levi, "Oh, you know me?"

The old man said, "Of course, Edgewalker. Los Angeles lost to you this year. How could I not know you?"

Levi waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't frame me. I still have coaches and teammates to take care of. You can't put all the credit on me."

The serious look made the old man smile slightly. "It's not my turn to frame you. You should blame the media. Otherwise, why are you the only one here tonight and your teammates are not there?"

Levi nodded gently, "Okay, I'm guilty. I couldn't resist the temptation. I'm ready to accept the bombardment in the locker room. But jealousy is useless. There's nothing I can do. My appearance and temperament are innate. Unless I'm reborn, I can't change anything."

The old man raised his chin slightly, "You lose because of envy?"

Levi spread his hands with a calm expression.

The old man chuckled, "No wonder you're the focus tonight." Levi quickly put his finger on his mouth, "Shh. It's a rare moment of silence, let's enjoy it. Wait, you're not a reporter, are you? Or a producer? Then I might be embarrassed now."

Levi paused and looked at the old man in front of him carefully.

The old man didn't mind, he spread his hands and accepted the scrutiny calmly, "So who do you think I am?"

Levi pursed his lips, "First of all, not a reporter."

"Handmade suit, gentleman hat, custom-made leather shoes, low-key and restrained style, but he appeared at the movie premiere tonight."

"My guess is that he is either a billionaire or a senior executive at a film company."

"If I'm wrong, please don't tell me, and I promise I won't return to Hollywood."

The old man was amused by Levi's smile again, and the corners of his mouth rose a little. In the end, he couldn't help but chuckled, "That's our loss."

"Are you sure you don't plan to come back to Hollywood? I hope to see more players like you, otherwise the NFL would be too boring."

"You didn't guess wrong, but you didn't guess right either."

“Stan-Kroenke. You can call me Stan.”

The old man extended his right hand to introduce himself, looking at Li Wei with a sharp gaze.

Levi politely shook hands and introduced himself.

At first, Levi didn't react. This name was particularly unfamiliar. He thought it might be a senior executive of a film company or a top Hollywood producer. After all, he had limited knowledge of Hollywood, so it was normal that he didn't know him. At this moment, he really needed help from his friends.

A correct introducer can resolve 99% of social awkwardness.

But on second thought, Levi realized that Kroenke came here on his own initiative, as if he had been waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity for the surroundings to be quiet. From the details of the entire conversation, the other party seemed to know him very well.

Something was a little bit wrong with the situation.

Then, an idea hit Levi.

"Silent Stan?" Levi's eyes widened.

Kroenke said calmly with a blank expression, "I don't like this nickname."

This is tantamount to admission.

Levi almost choked on his own saliva——

Stan Kroenke, billionaire owner of the Los Angeles Rams.

Of course, this is only a small part of Kroenke's tens of billions of dollars in assets.

Kroenke's real identity is a real estate tycoon and the owner of 50% of Walmart's shares, but this tycoon is more widely known as the world's largest sports industry tycoon.

He is passionate about sports, keeps a low profile, avoids reporters, rarely appears in any news reports, and always stays behind the scenes, which earned him the title of "Silent Stan".

Among Kroenke's assets, the Los Angeles Rams is his latest trophy. He began to buy shares in 1995 and did not own 2010% of the team until . In addition, he also owns nine professional teams including Arsenal, Denver Nuggets, Colorado Avalanche, etc.

Yes, the Arsenal mentioned here is the famous Arsenal in the Premier League.

(End of this chapter)