Huayu: I'm reborn, but you still force me to be a scumbag?

Chapter 431 The coward tried to bribe me with money?

This wasn't Chen Nuo's first time in Silicon Valley.

In his previous life, he visited Stanford with Pan Chengrong. The photo of the mother and son together at Hoover Tower was kept next to the TV cabinet in Pan Chengrong's home in Los Angeles for a long time.

Similarly, when he and his Korean girlfriend traveled across the United States along Highway 1, they also passed through Silicon Valley, where they created many romantic memories.

However, this was September 2011, many years earlier than his memories of his previous life.

At this time, Facebook had just taken over the 57-acre campus that originally belonged to Sun Microsystems, and the relocation was not yet complete.

The headquarters campus in Menlo Park is far from futuristic or sci-fi.

Without the MPK20 building designed by Frank Gehry, which boasts the world's largest open-plan office space, no one would have known that 10 years later, this place would transform from a simple technology park into a comprehensive community integrating offices, residences, and commercial spaces.

He recalled that back then, he and his Korean girlfriend couldn't get into Facebook's headquarters, so they spent over an hour drinking coffee in a café in Palo Alto, discussing Facebook's rise.

His Korean girlfriend, who was studying at Berkeley, talked to him about many things, including mentioning that 2011 was a key year for Facebook's rise.

Standing outside Facebook's headquarters in Menlo Park today, looking at this still largely undeveloped campus, Chen Nuo couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions.

"In 2011, a technological wave was sweeping through Silicon Valley, and giants such as Google and Apple had already established themselves nearby."

"Facebook, as a rising star, is catching up at an astonishing pace and will become the fifth trillion-dollar company within the next decade."

"I believe that no one could have imagined it at that time."

The words of that beautiful woman still echo in his ears. Who could have foreseen that he would find himself in this place, at this very moment, by some twist of fate?

He took out his phone and snapped a picture of the scene before him—an empty park entrance without a "Like" sculpture, a few simple office buildings, and the faint outline of Silicon Valley in the distance, which looked much like a logistics park in China in the future.

Mark Zuckerberg was both annoyed and amused by this.

He genuinely hadn't expected this; otherwise, it's hard to say whether he would have approached this person to be a Facebook brand ambassador in the first place—a movie star who inexplicably seemed to have a strong attachment to his company.

He's known for his love of social media, boasting over 3200 million followers, yet he posts less and less. Even for such an important film release, he only posted twice: once for the London premiere and once for the Chinese premiere. The former was a group photo of the cast and crew on the red carpet, and the latter was a selfie with a group of Chinese fans.

To say he didn't like it is absurd. Before even entering, he looked quite emotional and started taking pictures with his phone?
What's so interesting about filming this?

"Our plan is to relocate all departments, totaling over 2000 employees, from Palo Alto by December. We've already moved about half of the departments. The reason for moving to this new location is that the company is experiencing rapid growth, and we plan to..."

When Sydney Sandberg finished her introduction, Zuckerberg immediately interrupted her and took over, saying, "We plan to cut a third of our staff. Let me introduce you to Chen, Sydney."

The Jewish woman glanced at him with a somewhat helpless look and stepped aside.

Indeed, this is different from what was agreed upon beforehand, but he has now changed his mind.

The Chinese people's behavior was so strange that he ultimately chose to believe in himself.

"You're going to be my tour guide, Mark?" Chen Nuo laughed. "You don't necessarily think I'll tip you, do you?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

The dozen or so people accompanying them all burst into laughter.

Mark Zuckerberg felt the remark was a bit sarcastic, but since everyone was laughing, he could only laugh along and say, "Remember to give me a generous amount. I won't be polite with you."

"Haha, don't worry." Chen Nuo smiled and put away his phone, then followed Zuckerberg deeper into the park.

Sunlight streamed onto the not-yet-fully-renovated office building, and some employees strolled through the park. The air was filled with the fresh scent of early autumn, but in Chen Nuo's eyes, it carried the restlessness of money.

After hearing the Jewish man beside him spouting nonsense about layoffs, and indeed, with ill intent, starting to talk nonsense with him, Chen Nuo had no choice. Since it was a contest of acting skills, he naturally only had two words—

To grant your wish.

“There’s not much to see here,” Zuckerberg said. “It’s just a few old buildings left over from Sun Microsystems. I don’t like it here. I moved here mainly because it’s cheaper; the land rent is much lower than in Palo Alto.”

"How much lower?"

Zuckerberg was taken aback. "What?"

Chen Nuo looked at him seriously, "Didn't you say the rent was lower than in Palo Alto? How much lower?"

“I…” Zuckerberg’s face stiffened for a moment, then he shrugged and said, “It’s a little low. But, you know, Facebook is burning through cash right now, and advertising revenue hasn’t caught up yet, so every penny is worth saving.”

Chen Nuo nodded, a hint of realization in his eyes, and said, "I see. I saw in the newspaper that Facebook was the fastest-growing emerging company in the last 10 years, with nearly 800 million registered users. It turns out that was fake news. So it seems that Time magazine was wrong to name you Mark one of the '10 Most Influential People of 2010'?"

Zuckerberg felt a little awkward. He glanced at Chen Nuo and saw that his expression was sincere and natural, not at all sarcastic. So, he stiffly replied, as if reciting lines, "Yes, you could say that. Although we have indeed seen some user growth, I don't know what tomorrow will bring."

“The example of MySpace is right before our eyes. Many companies look wonderful, but in fact they have a lot of internal problems.”

“Like us, recently, our servers have been frequently crashing, privacy complaints have been constant, and advertisers keep complaining about our low conversion rates. Sometimes I even wonder if we've expanded too fast. To be honest, sometimes I think it's hard to say whether we can even survive until our IPO.”

At this moment, Chen Nuo finally understood what Xiao Zha was doing, and immediately smiled slightly and said, "Oh, that bad? Fortunately, I've already received my endorsement fee for this year. If it had been any later, would I have had to go to court to demand my unpaid wages?"

Upon hearing this, the accompanying team burst into low laughter. The Chinese members, especially Gulnazar, laughed the loudest.

Sandberg's lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but he held back.

Zuckerberg said a lot, but after receiving this answer, he felt like he had swallowed a fly, and forced a smile, saying, "It's not that bad."

He was genuinely puzzled at that moment. Was he lying?

That's a lie.

But it could also be a lie that very well becomes reality.

Even now, many outside commentators do indeed share this sentiment.

Although he has always scoffed at this.

But he is who he is. The other person is just an actor; why does he seem completely unconcerned, laughing and joking with me like that?
Is he really that confident in Facebook's future? And that confident in himself?
At this juncture, Mark Zuckerberg doesn't know whether to laugh or cry.

As they chatted, the group entered an office building. On the first floor, a dozen or so employees were typing away in large cubicles. On the whiteboard wall in front of them were several hand-drawn posters with the slogan "Move Fast and Break Things".

"This is our current office. It's pretty basic," Zuckerberg said.

Hearing the sound, several people near the door looked up and saw Chen Nuo. They were instantly surprised, and one of the female employees exclaimed "OMG!"

People near the office heard it and looked over, followed by gasps of surprise.

Chen Nuo smiled and waved to them, which immediately elicited several excited screams.

Zuckerberg laughed and said, "You're very popular here."

Chen Nuo smiled at the female employee who was covering her mouth and blushing, and said, "Hello."

“OMGOMGOMG…” the female employee muttered incoherently, then suddenly realized what she meant, stood up abruptly, and extended her hand, saying, “Naomi Glette. Hello.”

"Hello."

"It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm your... fan."

She probably wasn't lying, because Chen Nuo saw several of his photos on her workstation and couldn't help but smile and say, "Thank you."

Naomi noticed his gaze, her face flushed slightly, and she looked at Zuckerberg before tentatively asking, "Chen, can I take a picture with you?"

Chen Nuo looked at Zuckerberg and smiled, "I think if the CEO agrees, there shouldn't be any problem."

Even if Zuckerberg didn't want to, what could he say at this point?
Of course, all I could do was smile and nod.

Then things spiraled out of control, and the whole office erupted in chaos.

Gulnazar watched as Chen Nuo took photos with each of the lined-up Facebook employees.

Although she had traveled all over the world and was used to similar scenes, seeing these Stanford and Harvard graduates in a large company like Facebook, just like ordinary people, smiling and taking photos with their boss, made her smile slightly.

After a while, she saw someone who looked like a manager or supervisor say to Chen Nuo, "Chen, could you leave a message for everyone on the whiteboard?"

When Gulnazar saw Chen Nuo agree, her heart jumped.

She didn't know what she was nervous about.

It might be because she was a poor high school graduate, and the inferiority complex she felt in front of these top students, or even geniuses, made her suddenly a little worried and uneasy, wondering what the boss, who scored 412 points on the college entrance exam, would write.

Having been a celebrity for so long, Chen Nuo doesn't overthink things like Gulnazar, and he's unaware that his assistant is looking down on his college entrance exam scores.

He writes when others ask him to.

Without much thought, he picked up a marker and wrote the English phrase "Facebook is cool :)" on the whiteboard wall, then signed his Chinese name "Chen Nuo" below it.

Immediately following, applause and cheers erupted.

He was also slightly proud, and said modestly, "Thank you, thank you."

Gulnazar looked at Chen Nuo, then at the words on the blackboard, and then at the excited students in the office. She was a little confused and didn't know what was so good about that sentence.

What surprised her even more was that within minutes, selfies appeared in Facebook's employee discussion group. Many Facebook employees also came to take photos in front of this quote on the whiteboard after they left. Eventually, the whiteboard was placed in the break area, becoming a popular photo spot in the Facebook office area.

Her lack of understanding is not surprising; it is the barrier between Chinese and Western cultures.

Why do so many Chinese celebrities find it difficult to adapt when they go to America? The reason lies here.

If Chen Nuo hadn't lived in LA for over ten years in his previous life, he wouldn't have known how to deal with Americans.

To put it bluntly, don't treat Japanese people like human beings.

As for Americans, don't be polite with them. If you're too polite, they'll lose their bearings. Only when you're rude to them will they learn what respect is and sign a humiliating treaty with you in Geneva.

So, casually writing "Facebook is cool" will genuinely make these Americans think it's cool. But if you think twice and write something like "thank you, long live friendship, Facebook, go for it, America No. 1," these uncouth Americans will probably think you're weak and easily bullied.

After writing their messages, about 20 minutes had passed since they entered the office area. Chen Nuo and Zuckerberg were finally able to walk into the conference room inside.

The door closing seemed to be a signal.

Apart from Chen Nuo and Zuckerberg, everyone on both teams became serious in a tacit manner.

Gulnazar sat down at the back of the conference table, and unconsciously became a little nervous. She took out a notebook and prepared to take her meeting notes.

First, Chen Nuo's team's lawyers began to explain the previous contract terms. Although they had communicated beforehand, both sides' bosses were present this time, so the formalities still had to be followed.

Their lead lawyer, a large man named Ethan Brooks, opened a folder and spoke clearly and slowly:
"According to the cooperation agreement signed by both parties in September 2010, Facebook, the first party, granted 2% of its equity to Mr. Chen Nuo, the second party, for a consideration of US$200 million. During the contract period, Mr. Chen Nuo served as Facebook's global brand ambassador, enjoying relevant publicity rights and remuneration, and cooperating with Facebook's brand promotion activities."

He turned another page and continued, "Articles 7 and 9 of the agreement clearly stipulate that the option is effective immediately upon signing and is not subject to any performance conditions. Unless there is a serious breach of contract, Facebook has no right to unilaterally terminate or reclaim the share option."

He looked up at Zuckerberg, then glanced at Sheryl Sandberg and a Facebook legal director sitting next to her. “Right now, we have received a series of vague messages from your company, including a tendency to ‘reinterpret’ the contract. In our view, this is inappropriate behavior. Please provide an explanation. Thank you.”

Facebook's legal director cleared his throat and said, "First of all, I want to reiterate that Facebook has always respected the spirit of contracts with its partners. We have not denied the validity of the contracts, nor have we formally proposed to terminate the agreements. However—the current development of the company and the external environment have undergone some significant changes, and we need to have more detailed communication and clarification regarding the interpretation of some clauses."

Ethan Brooks smiled and said, "Oh? Like what?"

"for example…………"

The two lawyers then began a heated exchange, but Chen Nuo barely listened. Similarly, he noticed that Mark Zuckerberg on the other end seemed completely distracted.

He waited patiently for a while, and sure enough, Mark Zuckerberg couldn't hold back any longer and said, "Rook, stop for a second, let me speak."

“Chen, I don’t deny that what you’re saying is true. We just feel that, looking at this deal today, it’s… somewhat unfair to us. I believe you also know that this contract was signed too quickly at the time. You could even say it was impulsive. But legally speaking, we have no right to revoke it.”

"So I called you here today not to tear it down. Rather—we want to offer another solution. We hope you will consider it carefully."

Chen Nuo smiled and said, "Okay, go ahead."

Actually, he was quite curious at this point. From the moment he entered the park, Mark Zuckerberg had been putting on an act, complaining bitterly. What was the reason behind this?

Mark Zuckerberg stated, word by word, "I hope to buy back these 2% options with $12 billion in cash."

finished,

The entire conference room was completely silent.

Then, as if there was a lack of oxygen, the conference room was filled with gasps for breath.

Gulnazar was no exception; she took a deep breath to relieve her slightly oxygen-deprived brain—

How many?

Mark Zuckerberg looked at Chen Nuo intently. His conversation with Chen Nuo had made him mentally raise the price a little further.

He emphasized and repeated, "$12 billion in cash, you can have it right now."

…… ……

Chen Nuo never expected that Mark Zuckerberg would come up with such a condition at the end.

Only those who truly face this choice will feel its heavy weight.

What does $12 billion mean?
Based on the exchange rate in September 2011, this amounted to approximately 78 billion yuan.

It is three times higher than the entire net profit of China Film Group for a whole year, and roughly equivalent to the market value of ten top-tier film and television companies combined these days.

If you used that money to buy a house within Beijing's Fourth Ring Road, at an average price of 30,000 yuan per square meter, you could buy over 2000 large apartments of 120 square meters each. In the Diaoyutai No. 7 Courtyard near the Summer Palace, you could also buy three buildings plus shops on two streets.

Even within the United States, that would be an extremely frightening check.

According to the 2011 Forbes list, apart from a few of Hollywood's top directors or tech founders, most celebrities might not earn even half of that amount in their lifetime.

In China, this sum of money would be enough to propel him into the top 100 of the Forbes China Rich List, making him the wealthiest person in the national entertainment industry and even the entire performing arts sector.

none of them.

Chen Nuo believes that 99% of people in the world would find it hard to resist the temptation of such a large sum of cash.

Even he had to succumb to the power of money.

Tell Mark Zuckerberg that you need to think about it carefully.

But that's close to 80 billion RMB? He really didn't know what the outcome would be.

Back at the hotel, Chen Nuo immediately dismissed the rest of the group and sat down alone with Qi Yuntian.

As Gulnazar left, she glanced back longingly. She really wanted to stay and listen to what President Chen and President Qi had to say.

Forgive her for her limited knowledge and narrow-mindedness, but in short, she fantasized a bit about what it would be like if she were in President Chen's position. She would definitely get the money first without thinking twice, then put it in the bank to earn interest, and she would be set for life. What else would she want!

"What do you mean?" Chen Nuo asked Qi Yuntian directly, without any formalities. Although he had absolute say in Huanxin Company, and Qi Yuntian had always stood by him through thick and thin, from a personal perspective, he still needed to consult Qi Yuntian on this matter. After all, this was investment income from the endorsement contract, which should be included in the company's accounts and was not the same as his US stock account.

Qi Yuntian smiled naturally and said, "I know you disagree."

Chen Nuo replied without hesitation, "Yes."

Qi Yuntian maintained his smile and said, "Then what else do you want me to say?"

Chen Nuo smiled and said, "What if you have a problem with it? If you disagree, you can say so."

"I do not disagree."

"you sure?"

Qi Yuntian was holding a glass of water, which he had just poured when he came back.

Having lived in the US for a while, this person had developed a taste for iced water. There were some ices in the glass, and they were making a slight clinking sound against the glass. Although his hands were trembling, he spoke calmly: "Confirmed."

Chen Nuo couldn't help but laugh and said, "You...have Parkinson's?"

Qi Yuntian, enraged, said, "Mind your own business. You should go call your other two shareholders first." With that, he snorted and left.

Chen Nuo sat on the sofa and checked the time. It was 5 p.m. in the United States during daylight saving time, which was 9 a.m. in Beijing.

He first called someone who was sure was already up.

……

Fan Binbing has indeed gotten up.

She was in the makeup truck at the Hengdian film set, receiving her first round of makeup and styling that morning.

Painted Skin 2 was no easy film. Filming started at 6:30 a.m. every day, and the makeup process lasted for more than two hours. Especially for the character Xiao Wei, her makeup was complicated. She had to apply a lot of powder to her face, draw many patterns, and draw gold lines at the corners of her eyes.

At this moment, she had her eyes closed, letting the makeup artist carefully draw the last talisman between her eyebrows. Then she opened her eyes, looked at the beautiful and charming woman in the mirror, smiled with satisfaction, and was about to get up and start working.

The scene in the morning was quite challenging for her; it was a very emotionally intense crying scene. She had to deliver a powerful emotional breakdown, with tears, screams, and kneeling—everything had to be done perfectly. Afterward, she had to re-enact the scene.

Just as she was about to get up, she suddenly saw Lin Meiru walking over with a phone in her hand. She raised an eyebrow at herself in the mirror, giving her a questioning look.

"Bingbing, here's your phone. You guys go out first." Lin Meiru handed the phone to her, then said to the makeup artist.

Fan Bingbing looked at "him" on her phone screen, a little surprised. After the makeup artist left, she immediately answered and asked, "Hello, what's wrong?"

Next, Lin Meiru was a little nervous when she saw Fan Binbing's mouth drop open, looking both surprised and delighted.

But as he listened, he frowned and made a strange expression that looked like he was both crying and laughing.

Throughout the entire process, he kept making very calm "uh-huh" sounds, saying things like "It's okay," "I believe you," "I know," and "You can do whatever you want."

After hanging up the phone, she asked curiously, "Sister Bingbing, what did he want with you?"

However, Fan Bingbing sat in the chair, staring blankly at the mirror, as if she hadn't heard what she was saying.

Lin Meiru was startled and called out again, "Sister Binbing?"

He gently nudged Fan Binbing on the shoulder, and Fan Binbing suddenly snapped out of her daze.

"Sister Bingbing, what's wrong?" Lin Meiru asked cautiously.

Fan Binbing hesitated for a moment before finally saying, "It's nothing. Let's go get to work."

"what?"

"Go quickly! Tell the director that I'm in great form right now."

"Ah, okay, okay."

After Chen Nuo finished his call with Fan Binbing, he originally intended to talk to Liu Yifei, but in the end, he dialed another number instead.

After all, it would be pointless to tell Liu Yifei; he could guess exactly how a woman would respond.

This person has virtually no concept of money.

But the other person is different.

The call was answered very quickly.

"Hello, is this Aunt Liu?"

……

……

Ultimately, the communication with the three shareholders went exceptionally smoothly, which was slightly unexpected for Chen Nuo and ultimately strengthened his confidence.

$12 billion is nothing.

In just 10 years, 12 billion can become 120 billion, then 240 billion!
Thinking about it this way, the feeling of being heartbroken makes me feel much better.

After informing Mark Zuckerberg, the Jewish man first tried to persuade him for a long time, but when he was unmoved and insisted on having shares, he resorted to stalling tactics, avoiding any discussion about when the share transfer agreement could be signed, and then disappeared.

Chen Nuo immediately instructed his legal team to prepare.

If this person still tries to renege on the contract before its expiration on September 30th, then there will be no other option but to take the matter to court.

In fact, Chen Nuo also knew why Zuckerberg behaved this way.

In order to prevent manipulation by capital, Facebook has carefully designed a dual-class share structure in the past two years, dividing the company's shares into Class A shares and Class B shares. Class B shares are common shares, publicly traded, and have one vote per share, while Class A shares are the shares held by the founders who hold real power, with each Class A share having 10 times the voting power of a Class B share.

The 2% stake held by Chen Nuo was acquired two years prior to the equity restructuring. At his insistence, this portion of shares was explicitly defined as equivalent to founder shares, which are extremely scarce A-shares that are virtually untouchable by outsiders except for Zuckerberg.

To put it bluntly, money is not important to Zuckerberg at all; what he cares about most is "power." That's why he tried so hard to persuade him, delayed, and even attempted to back out.

Although the 2% A-share equity does not pose much of a threat to his control, for someone with a strong desire for control who has experienced equity disputes, it is natural to feel psychologically uncomfortable that there is someone else holding special shares besides himself. Therefore, he is willing to pay a high price to redeem these shares.

Unfortunately, Chen Nuo really wasn't selling.

Because once it's sold, it really can't be bought back.

If Zuckerberg wants to delay, then let him delay. He doesn't have anything else to do anyway. There's only one thing: "No Man's Land" is about to be released, and he needs to make an appearance, but he can easily skip it.

The other thing is that many of his friends in LA have asked him to meet up.

Seeing that Xiao Zha was acting like a coward, he simply left Qi Yuntian there and flew to LA himself.

The first person I need to meet, of course, is Wendi Deng.

Although Chen Nuo had heard of this name countless times in his two lifetimes, this was the first time he had ever dealt with it.

Therefore, when he met Wendi Deng in his own Beverly Hills mansion, he realized that he had underestimated this woman.

She didn't come alone; she brought Zhou Xun and Li Binbing with her.

"Sister Xun!"

Leaving aside the other two, he can't say he doesn't know Zhou Xun. When they were filming "Perhaps Love," she took good care of him. The two of them are quite compatible, and Zhou Xun often treats him to meals when she has free time.

Upon seeing Zhou Xun get out of the car at the door, he felt like he had met an old friend in a foreign land. He walked up to her warmly, gave her a big hug, and even picked up the giggling woman and spun her around in the air.

"Why are you here?" Chen Nuo asked.

Zhou Xun laughed and said, "What's wrong? Aren't you happy to see me?"

Chen Nuo laughed and said, "Yeah, I'm really not welcome. If you come, I'll definitely have to eat, chat, and go shopping with you. I'll be exhausted."

Zhou Xun laughed and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Are you kidding me? With your taste in clothes, do you think I'd let you go shopping with me?"

"Ah ha ha."

Li Bingbing watched Chen Nuo and Zhou Xun chatting and laughing, and couldn't help but secretly glance at Deng Wendi beside her.

He abandoned himself and Wendi Deng to chat and laugh with Zhou Xun. It's one thing for him to do it, but Deng... well, I guess if you look across all of China, he's probably the only one who would dare to do that.

However, even if there really is something going on, it's like gods fighting. Just watch and don't ask, let alone interfere!

After finishing his conversation with Zhou Xun, Chen Nuo turned to face the other two women.

He first shook hands with Wendi Deng and exchanged a few pleasantries, then greeted Li Bingbing, and then invited the three of them into his home.

After entering the house, Zhou Xun marveled at everything she saw, and finally said with envy that she wanted to visit his swimming pool.

Chen Nuo simply told Wendi Deng and Li Binbing to sit for a while, and asked Gulnazar to pour tea for them, before taking Zhou Xun out the back door.

As soon as they went outside, Zhou Xun changed her expression, tugged at his sleeve, and whispered, "Do you know why Sister Wendi came to see you?"

Chen Nuo nodded and said, "I roughly know. What's wrong?"

Zhou Xun breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good. I also wanted to remind you that she came with quite a fuss this time. Not only did she ask me to invite Li Binbing, but she also planned to invite Zhang Ziyi. However, she heard that Zhang Ziyi and you don't get along very well, so she didn't invite her. I think she has something to ask of you. This has nothing to do with me. Just do what you need to do and don't wrong yourself."

Chen Nuo smiled and said, "I understand."

As expected of the most talented actress in mainland China, after hearing Chen Nuoyi's words, she immediately put on an exaggerated expression and exclaimed, "Wow, this swimming pool is amazing! I don't care, I'm staying here tonight, I absolutely have to swim here!"

Chen Nuo raised his voice and said, "I happen to have a spare room here..."

The two award-winning actors and actresses performed for a short while before returning to the room. At this time, Gulnazar's tea was also served, and the group sat together chatting. Zhou Xun and Li Binbing talked about what happened at the Bazaar Charity Gala that day, which Chen Nuo listened to with great interest, while Wendi Deng remained silent, listening with a smile.

When Zhou Xun and Li Binbing were talking about the end of the banquet, Cai Yinong actually spent more than 4000 million yuan to bid for Chen Nuo's cameo appearance contract, which shocked everyone present.

Wendi Deng suddenly interjected, looking at Chen Nuo with a smile, and said, "4000 million RMB is actually not much. Rupert told me a few days ago that if possible, he would be willing to offer you a film fee of 1 million US dollars."

"Hahahaha." Chen Nuo chuckled dryly.

fuck it.

Does he look poor?
Why do these people keep throwing money at him every day?
What about a honey trap?

Why aren't you using it?
Ps:

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