Entertainment 2000: Supporting female stars will bring you a hundredfold return

Chapter 311 Sincerity Abounds, America Shocks! A Brilliant Irony

Nicole Kidman walked through the women's rights organization, looking at the faces that were eagerly concerned about her.

Suddenly, something inside me seemed to be touched.

Her gaze inadvertently fell on Pat Kinsley beside her, and she noticed that the look in Pat Kinsley's eyes as she looked at the senator's granddaughter, Lillian Van Stein, was full of ingratiation.

He seemed to greatly admire power.

This is consistent with her past performance.

Kim Si-li has always been someone who only wants to climb the social ladder.

Nicole remembered Tang Wen's warning: Don't trust your agent too much.

Tang had never met Pat before, but after just one meeting, he saw through her true nature?

Nicole was a little shocked.

However, on second thought, Tang is only in his early twenties and has already made such a big splash in Hollywood.

Having this perspective is perfectly normal.

Judging from Jin Sili's appearance, it would be as if a powerful person wanted her to sell herself.

Can she resist temptation?
“Nicole, we welcome you to the team!” Senator Diane Van Stein stepped forward.

"Thank you!" Nicole put on an Oscar-worthy performance, looking at the old woman in front of her with slightly reddened eyes, and gently hugged her.

The two women separated only after the photographer captured the moment.

Nicole Kidman raised the arm of the elderly woman's granddaughter, Lillian, and exclaimed, "Thank you, Miss Lillian, for saving me from this predicament and leading me to my organization..."

His well-prepared words touched many people.

All eyes were drawn to Lillian, who had only recently joined the group.

Leaders of the feminist organization stepped forward and hugged the two women.

They have become heroes in the eyes of women!

We've finished discussing tomorrow's press conference.

It was already late at night, and Nicole Kidman said goodbye.

Lillian personally escorted her to the parking lot, and the two women became closer because of their shared "acting".

Born into a senator's family, 28-year-old Lillian has a history of "returning home after a period of hardship".

Before getting into the car, she pulled Nicole away from the others and instructed her, "Nicole, for tomorrow's interview, you need to dress simply, but still feminine, with that pitiful, vulnerable look that makes you want to protect someone."

Nicole Kidman listened attentively and took notes.

Seeing this, Lillian added, "When I saw you today, you were wearing a skirt, and there were red marks below your knees. If the marks don't fade away naturally by tomorrow, you must cover them up with makeup."

"Thank you, I understand!"

She hugged Lillian tightly, got into the car, and drove away.

"Pat, you've worked hard these past two days. Go home and get some rest tonight. Come pick me up from Tang's villa tomorrow morning. Tomorrow is our big day."

Pat Kinsley couldn't hold back any longer: "Tomorrow is so important, and you're still going to see him tonight?"

Nicole gave a few perfunctory replies, but she had already made up her mind.

I've been working in Hollywood for so many years, following Pat Kinsley.

They didn't even get close to the real upper echelons.

Last night, I followed Tang Wen all night.

Today, she has become an important figure in women's rights organizations and has established a relationship with the family of California's first female senator.

Do I need to say who I should trust from now on?
Pat Kinsley left with the publicity manager.

Nicole Kidman sat alone in her car and dialed Lin Chih-ling's number: "Lin, I want to prepare a surprise for him. Can you help me make an appointment with the tattoo artist? It needs to be a safe location, and the tattoo artist can't have anything to do with me..."

Lin Chih-ling gently agreed.

He then handed the matter over to his security team.

early morning.

Chinatown in Los Angeles.

A Chinese-American tattoo artist's shop door was knocked on.

He opened the door irritably, but before he could get angry, a woman who looked like a bodyguard outside immediately handed him a wad of US dollars.

He was asked to go out with them and do a small job.

For the sake of the US dollars, he said a few words to his family and went with them.

The car arrived at a villa in an affluent neighborhood.

The guests are already lying down and waiting.

There was a curtain in the middle, so he couldn't see the guest's upper body or face at all.

All I could see were those breathtakingly long, snow-white legs, over a meter long.

"What kind of tattoo? Where should it be tattooed?"

The female bodyguard didn't say anything, but handed him a piece of paper with a simple drawing on it, telling him the location of the tattoo and the words he wanted to get tattooed.

He was somewhat shocked when he saw the two Chinese characters: "The rich are still playing tricks."

"has a problem?"

The Chinese tattoo artist patted the cash in his pocket, estimating it to be over a thousand US dollars. A bold idea formed in his mind, and he replied in somewhat broken Chinese:
"No, I know Chinese characters. In the last two years, some Americans have started to get Chinese characters tattooed on their bodies."

I can design these two characters as a seal.

It looked as if she had been stamped with an indelible red mark.

"A seal? Can't be erased?" The female bodyguard repeated the key words.

"It's possible to tattoo an IQ number using special techniques and dyes. Unless you get a skin graft, it's very difficult to remove. Even with a skin graft, you'd need at least two surgeries, otherwise there would be scars."

The female bodyguard, wearing sunglasses and a mask, walked to the other side of the curtain and asked in a low voice in English.

The Chinese tattoo artist was somewhat surprised; the last character he had tattooed was either "woman" or "again".

How can the person lying down still have the right to express their opinion?
Miscalculation! Miscalculation!
This is not what I expected.

"Do as you say!" the female bodyguard quickly returned and gave the order.

"Uh? Okay! But let me make this clear first, special processes will cost extra." They actually agreed.

Is this foreign woman trying to please someone?
How long will it take to finish?

"Within half an hour."

Three thousand US dollars!

"No problem!" The tattoo artist breathed a sigh of relief and answered with great enthusiasm.

A buzzing machine sound began.

While working, he subconsciously glanced at his other leg and, unsurprisingly, saw nothing but an oversized band-aid firmly stuck to it.

The tattoo artist was knowledgeable and could guess that it was a person's name tattooed there.

The woman was clearly conscious, but she didn't say a word.

This suggests that she is no ordinary person, and that she doesn't even want him to hear her voice.

It's past one in the morning.

After a busy day, Mr. Tang finally returned to his large villa.

Lin Chih-ling served several Chinese dishes.

Miranda Kerr knelt on the sofa to relax his shoulders and neck.

"Not bad technique!"

"During the day, Lin had someone teach me," Ke'er said in a light and cheerful tone.

Naomi, having taken a nap, emerged from her bedroom and shakily made her way to the living room.

I straddled his lap and gave him a face wash to refresh him.

Tang Wen, who had drunk a lot of foreign liquor the night before, was already very hungry.

Several dishes were devoured in no time.

The maid, Ke'er, brought him tea to rinse his mouth.

The dining table was cleaned again and replaced with fruit juice and soft drinks.

Lin Chih-ling sat next to him, reporting on her work.

She wore an unconventional cheongsam, with ropes connecting the front and back panels of the cheongsam.

It barely blocked the view from the front and back, but through the gap in the rope in the middle, you could still see the scenery going up and down.

"I'm going to the restroom." Tang Wen was about to get up when Lin Zhiling stopped him.

She blinked and said sweetly, "Wait a minute! Just ten more minutes."

Tang Wen immediately understood.

Less than ten minutes later, Nicole walked in from outside, said nothing, didn't greet anyone, and went straight to the bathroom...

In the bedroom.

The recording clearly captures Nicole's voice agreeing to get the "special tattoo" after the female bodyguard explained it.

If she ever decides to turn against us.

The video with audio recording was enough to ruin her reputation.

The next day.

at noon.

Sacramento.

Headquarters of the Commission on the Status of Women in America.

From early morning, interview vehicles have been arriving one after another.

People wearing press badges, carrying DV cameras, and wielding video cameras gathered here from all directions.

The two female senators, feminist leaders, were adept at engaging in struggles and movements.

They knew exactly how to grab attention. They held a meeting last night and planned everything.

They started the game with a trump card.

A young female lawyer from a family of lawyers stood on a makeshift stage, presenting evidence to a high-definition camera.

The transfer records showing Harvey transferring money to the victims to cover up the crime.

The chain of evidence—confessions, witness testimonies, the victim, Harvey—all appearing at the same hotel at the same time, creates a closed loop…

Each piece of evidence presented was met with a chorus of cheers from the women who had come to "support" the event:

"Down with Harvey! Punish the violent criminals!"

"Girls help girls!"

"We are kind, but we have a sharp edge!"

The evidence has been presented.

The women at the scene were already excited.

If someone were to take the lead in buying things for "0" yuan now, these women would probably follow suit without hesitation.

In a private room at the Beverly Hills club, Tang Wen, Spielberg, director Martin, and seven or eight others held wine glasses and watched the live broadcast on television.

"Feminism is about to become famous all over the world."

The old-school director wasn't happy and snorted, "They're just living too well! If it were us when we were young, hmph!"

After saying that, he touched his belt.

Many people nodded in agreement with his opinion.

Tang Wen's eyes flickered; logically speaking, these trivial matters had nothing to do with him.

But he would be more than happy to cause chaos in the country.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if I may be so bold, this is one of the prices that America pays for being the world's beacon."

Everyone looked at him with scrutinizing eyes.

They understand the reasoning, but they are unwilling to accept it.

Tang Wen, however, was not speaking on behalf of women's rights: "They have taken over the moral high ground and can no longer be regarded as an ordinary organization."

"Then how should we deal with it?"

"We must treat them as a magical organization. And the only thing that can fight against magic is magic."

The group of white men in the room were taken aback by what they heard.

Silently pondering this sentence.

Is magic the only way to fight magic?

"But what organization in America can stand up to women's rights?"

Tang Wen smiled: Of course it's LGBT.

However, he didn't say it aloud.

The "LGBT" community is currently scattered across various parts of the United States.

Fighting alone is not enough to combat women's rights.

"—It's Nicole Kidman! Oh my god, what's she doing here? She just worked with Harvey!"

Amidst the noise, Nicole Kidman took the stage.

Tang Wen noticed that she wasn't wearing makeup, looked somewhat haggard, and was wearing thick thermal stockings.

Yes, she knelt for too long last night.

However, his eyes were bright and alert, showing no signs that he hadn't slept well for two days in a row.

Perhaps it's because the food they eat is more nutritious.

"It's Nicole Kidman!"

"It was her!"

"Nicole Kidman, she's getting involved with feminist organizations!"

"..."

Nicole Kidman looked at the hundreds of cameras and nervously clenched her legs together.

This action made her gasp for breath.

The tattoo on my inner thigh is throbbing slightly.

Thinking about the meaning behind the tattoo, and then thinking about how I am now relying on my "master's" illicit transactions to stand in broad daylight and openly speak out for women's rights around the world.

It has to be said, this is a brilliant irony!

But seeing the expectant eyes of hundreds of women and facing hundreds of reporters at once is a wonderful experience for celebrities.

Except when she announced her divorce from Tom Cruise.

She has never received so much media attention.

Amidst the anticipation of the crowd, Nicole Kidman slowly began to speak.

His voice was so hoarse, it sounded like he had been staying up for several nights and his throat was inflamed.

Given her haggard appearance, many women looked on with pity.

Tang Wen coughed lightly and picked up his teacup.

Her voice... well, it's not entirely my fault.

She's incredibly patient.

Fortunately, the effect was good.

In the future, the rewards can be increased.

"...X-violence is not an isolated crime, but a tool of Harvey's systemic oppression. We must break the silence and speak out for the victims."

Any woman's courage to expose sexual harassment or assault deserves respect. Society needs to listen to their voices and ensure that justice is served…

After a passionate and impassioned speech.

Nicole delivered her final line, "ME TOO! As everyone knows, I also worked with this devil and was harassed by him! Now I'm standing up to expose his crimes!"

Click, click, click!
The flashes were as bright as day.

Reporters jostled and pushed their way forward, eager to be the first to interview Nicole.

So far, no famous actress has come forward to criticize Harvey.

Nicole Kidman fired the first shot!

As the first person to "take the plunge," she naturally has to bear the consequences of Harvey's subsequent counterattack.

But the prestige and benefits gained are also enormous.

Feminist organizations will do everything in their power to protect her.

If even she can't be protected, then this massive feminist movement has become a farce.

This is a major blow to the organization's prestige.

The scene was noisy.

Tang Wen lost interest in watching any further; he had done what he needed to do.

Now it's up to the feminists to prove themselves.

That night, Nicole Kidman's hotel was surrounded by too many reporters.

She couldn't get out at all, so she specifically called Tang Wen to apologize.

"This woman seems to have a brain now." Tang Wen was fairly satisfied with her attitude.

The next day, Harvey launched his counterattack.

They say female celebrities, including Nicole Kidman, are all eager to curry favor with him.

They did it for the opportunity, for the role; otherwise, they would never have received an Oscar nomination!

"Harvey's lost his mind!" Tang Wen shook his head and chuckled.

That would offend the Oscar judges.

Unsurprisingly, Nicole Kidman has secured the Best Actress award.

Based on Harvey's words alone, the judges need to prove that they chose Nicole Kidman on their own merits, and that they were not influenced by Harvey to nominate her.

Because the chain of evidence is closed and there are multiple witnesses.

California Governor Davis had to step in and urge the police to take the necessary measures against Harvey.

Public opinion across the United States was outraged, and Harvey couldn't come up with enough dollars and benefits.

Naturally, they were destined to be abandoned.

Someone called him last night, warning him to shut up once he's inside.

The following afternoon, police arrested Harvey.

However, he managed to scrape together a huge bail and left the police station that night, accompanied by his lawyer.

Nicole Kidman was busy for the next few days.

He gave interviews, comforted the victims, and denounced Harvey.

She has become the number one female fighter against Harbin.

Her stepping forward had a star effect.

Inspired by her, two more "victims" came forward to accuse Harvey.