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Chapter 660 A Respect Worth Fifty Million Dollars!

Tursey was still dressed in a suit and trousers, presenting a sharp and professional office lady look.

Walking on campus, 80% of people would mistake her for a teacher, counselor, or staff member.

She sat opposite Liu Jin with a smile on her face.

Liu Jin also laughed.

“Ms. Gabbard, it’s been a long time.”

"Yes, it's been a month!"

Tursi looked relaxed, with her hair in a ponytail, and very capable.

She laughed and said, "I've been waiting for Mr. Amos to contact me, but... well, I had no choice but to take the initiative."

"Ha, my bad!"

After Liu Jin finished speaking, he looked around.

"This is a library, shall we go outside to talk?"

Some people were already looking this way, and they seemed somewhat dissatisfied.

The library is a place for studying and reading; making noise or disturbing others is not allowed.

Tursi nodded and stood up.

Seeing Liu Jin get up to leave, she quickly took two steps forward and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid someone will take your things?"

“There are security cameras here, and this table was specially assigned to me by the school. No one usually comes over to chat with me.”

Strike up a conversation?

You mean, I came here to chat you up?

Damn Chinese people, they're so arrogant!
But then again, it seems normal.

Even if I had a billion, I would still be arrogant!

She and Liu Jin walked out of the library. She thought Liu Jin would take her to a coffee shop or something to talk, but instead, he bought two cans of coffee from the vending machine, then pulled Gabbard and sat down on the steps at the library entrance.

"Smoking?"

Liu Jin took out a cigarette.

Tursi glanced at it and then took one out.

In those days, there weren't such strict smoking bans.

As long as you don't smoke in enclosed spaces, no one will care.

What utter nonsense about "wandering smoke" is just a term created by a bunch of brainwashed people in China.

Liu Jin lit a cigarette and asked, "Is there something you need? Let me make it clear first: I feel very sorry for Diddy and Will's recent experiences, but it has nothing to do with me."

Gabbard rolled his eyes.

Yes, it has nothing to do with you.

Jay-Z and his wife ran away to China and refused to come back no matter what.

Kanye stayed at Brigham and Women's Hospital in Boston and refused to leave the house.

Yes, Brigham and Women's Hospital, one of the best cardiology hospitals in the world. Donna, Kanye's mother, had her condition detected early, underwent surgery, and is now out of danger. Kanye even called Liu Jin to thank him.

If Donna were alive, Kanye wouldn't have become like a kite with a broken string, turning into something neither human nor ghost.

In the past month, Diddy and Will have been attacked more than twenty times together.

Moreover, dirt on the two of them is constantly being dug up.

Will's commercial value plummeted, and his influence among the Black community weakened considerably. His former cronies, who used to fawn over him, began to expose his past misdeeds, leaving Will in a state of utter chaos. Diddy fared even worse, now branded as someone with "no respect for wealth," causing many of his business partners to sever ties with him.

Artists signed to Bad Boys Records, such as The Notorious Big, Fries Evans, and Mase, are all discussing terminating their contracts with him. More importantly, even his former gang members, who used to be his sworn brothers, are starting to distance themselves from him... fearing that one day a sniper might miss and splatter them with blood.

Most alarmingly, Ron Burke, the California billionaire ranked around 1900th on the global rich list, is trying to withdraw his investment in the Sean John brand. Meanwhile, Bloomingdale's has even removed the Sean John sportswear line from its shelves… a crucial part of the Sean John brand…

Diddy attracted many NBA stars to cheer for him through this sportswear.

But now... I haven't seen King mention Diddy anymore.

At the beginning of the year, he was still hailed by King as 'the best Diddy in the world'.

But now, it's as if we don't recognize each other.

The words that appeared more frequently in King's mouth were Vivian Wang (the famous wedding dress designer), Yaoming, Yi... It felt like he gained a lot of "the best Chinese friends in the world" overnight, and his popularity rose instead of falling.

Especially in China, the kneeling boys on a certain forum shouted "King" even louder, completely forgetting that they had only knelt before Kobe before.

Liu Jin had never liked a certain poker game.

In short, Diddy suffered the most, followed by Will.

It seems like the people behind them are showing signs of abandoning them.

Of course, none of this had anything to do with Liu Jin.

He'll never admit it, no matter what. Even if the FBI gets the evidence, he still won't admit it.

Gabbard took a drag of his cigarette, took a folder from his bag, and handed it to Liu Jin.

"Amos, the FBI wants to cooperate with you."

"what?"

"That day in the interrogation room, the Boss saw your extraordinary creative talent."

By the way, have they started working on the blacklist yet?

"Not yet. I've been busy writing 'Gone with the Wind' lately, and I also have a collection of short stories and novellas to write. I'm incredibly busy."

"Gone with the wind?"

"Um, I heard that Dean Dirks attaches great importance to this work."

"Hehe, you found out again."

"Okay, let's get back to the main topic. Director Spade wants you to create a piece about the FBI to reshape its image in the minds of American people. We'll do our best to provide any assistance you need."

Of course, the FBI will also provide a generous grant for the project.

Are you interested?

"Have!"

Liu Jin laughed and said, "Actually, I had this idea when we were at the FBI building that day."

Did you know? My favorite movie is called *The Ace vs Ace*... However, I'm very busy and can't guarantee when I'll be able to write about it.

"After Gone with the Wind is completed, is it not allowed?"

"Disaster!"

Liu Jin stubbed out his cigarette, took out a portable stainless steel ashtray from his pocket, put the cigarette butt in it, and then reached out to Gabad.

Gabbard smiled, stubbed out his cigarette, and put it in the ashtray.

"My creative plans for this year were finalized last year."

He counted on his fingers and said, "After I finish 'Floating,' I'll take a month off, then 'Wanted: Secret War,' then a children's book, 'Moana' and 'Night at the Museum 2'... and then in the second half of the year, there's a comic book."

Kung Fu Bear 2.

"Kung Fu Panda? Wait a minute, Kung Fu Panda is your creation? Isn't that a comic book?"

Liu Jin looked at Gabbard in surprise and laughed, "You've neglected your duty. Don't you know that I'm not only a great writer, but also a great cartoonist? I have several comics published in America."

V for Vendetta, Death Note, Supergirl...

"I've read Death Note, is that yours too?"

"And there's WALL-E the robot."

"Oh my god... I've seen the anime movie, but... I'm so sorry, great manga artist, Mr. Amos."

(End of this chapter)