Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

Capital International Airport.

The automatic sensor doors slid open to both sides, and a rush of cool air mixed with the distinctive smell of aviation kerosene hit us.

As Yu Le pushed the silver suitcase into the hall, his gaze was immediately drawn to a figure that stood out from the crowd.

There's no way to avoid noticing it.

That guy was about 1.9 meters tall, with a buzz cut that really tests one's looks, and a pair of thick black-rimmed glasses perched on his nose.

Wearing a well-tailored dark gray suit that bulged out of his muscles, and carrying a patent leather briefcase, he stood in the bustling departure hall like a mobile courtroom ready to pronounce a death sentence at any moment.

A vacuum zone was formed within three meters around it.

Passing travelers would instinctively walk around him, their eyes filled with a mixture of awe and curiosity, guessing which underworld boss had just been released on bail.

Luo Xiang. (This Luo Xiang is not the same as that Luo Xiang.)

The ace of the legal department at Saltyfish Entertainment.

They were also elites that Yu Le had shamelessly poached from Ma Huateng.

This guy has a well-known name in the legal world—"Outlaw".

Of course, this title doesn't mean he broke the law, but rather that, under his defense, as long as the money is right, there are basically no insurmountable legal red lines in the world, only legal loopholes that haven't been found yet.

"Boss."

Luo Xiang pushed up his glasses and strode over to greet him.

The sound is deep and resonant, with a built-in reverb effect.

He reached out and took the suitcase from Yu Le's hand, his movements swift and decisive, as if he were receiving evidence to be presented in court.

Yu Le took off her sunglasses, looked him up and down, and couldn't help but twitch her lips.

"Luo, we're going to the US to do business, not to be tried at the International Court of Justice in The Hague."

Yu Le patted his arm; it felt as hard as iron to the touch.

"Could you please tone down your menacing aura? The way that security girl was looking at you just now was practically calling the police."

Luo Xiang remained expressionless, and even pondered for two seconds with extreme seriousness.

"Boss, under California law, business negotiations are essentially a war without bloodshed. Maintaining appropriate deterrence helps in securing more favorable terms at the negotiating table."

"and."

Luo Xiang paused, then forced a perfectly professional fake smile onto his lips.

"That's what I call professionalism."

Yu Le: "..."

That's incredibly professional!

That smile is even more creepy than no smile at all. How is it any different from a serial killer in a horror movie?

"Okay, okay, you're a professional, you're the most professional."

Yu Le gave up on correcting this legal fanatic's composure and waved his hand as he walked towards the VIP passage.

"Have you brought all your visa and documents?"

"They're all in my bag."

Luo Xiang followed behind, his steps steady.

"In addition, I have prepared three acquisition plans, as well as risk assessment reports on U.S. labor laws, intellectual property laws, and antitrust laws."

"If the other party is ungrateful and breaks the contract."

Luo Xiang patted his briefcase, making a crisp "snap" sound.

"There was also a draft indictment in this bag that would leave a lasting impression on them."

Yu Le stumbled.

Good guy.

Is this an acquisition or a raid?

……

A thirteen-hour flight.

In first class.

Yu Le slept soundly, almost drooling onto the leather seat.

Luo Xiang maintained an upright posture throughout, with a reading lamp on beside him and a thick, original English version of "Case Laws of the United States Constitution" in his hands.

He would occasionally take out a pen to make annotations on it, his eyes sharp as if he were scrutinizing a prisoner's confession.

Even when the flight attendant came to deliver the meal, he was terrified by his cold reply, "Thank you, but no thanks, it will affect my thinking."

The plane landed at Los Angeles International Airport.

The California sun truly lives up to its reputation; it's so bright it makes you want to cry.

Just as I stepped out of the arrival gate, a figure with messy hair and a stubble rushed over.

"Boss! Over here!"

Li Zhaohua waved his arms, his plaid shirt wrinkled and crumpled.

After a few months apart, this guy exuded an even stronger tech geek vibe, and even had an added touch of the greasy, marinated feel of American fast food.

Li Zhaohua rushed over, just about to give Yu Le a warm hug.

Suddenly, his gaze fell upon Luo Xiang, who was standing behind Yu Le.

That 1.9-meter-tall black tower.

Those reflective black-rimmed glasses.

That emotionless gaze.

Li Zhaohua slammed on the brakes, abruptly pulling his outstretched hand back and awkwardly wiping it on his trouser leg.

"Um... who is this?"

Li Zhaohua swallowed, feeling a chill on the back of her neck.

"Luo Xiang, the company's legal counsel."

Yu Le casually introduced the situation and tossed the suitcase to Li Zhaohua.

"You can call him Attorney Luo, or..."

Yu Le gave a mischievous grin.

"Zhang San's defense attorney."

Although Li Zhaohua didn't understand the joke, she instinctively felt that this lawyer was not someone to mess with.

He shrank back and obediently took the suitcase.

"Boss, Attorney Luo, the car is outside."

The three walked out of the airport.

A used Ford minivan was parked on the side of the road, with a "Light & Shadow Lab" sticker on its body, though it was crookedly pasted on.

The car was filled with the smell of stale leather and fast food bags.

Luo Xiang frowned, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and carefully wiped the passenger seat before sitting down with a reserved air.

Yu Le didn't care. He casually climbed into the back seat and found a comfortable position to slouch.

"Tell me, who are those people?"

Yu Le watched the palm trees rushing past the window.

While driving, Li Zhaohua observed Yu Le's expression through the rearview mirror.

"The leader is called Mark. He used to be the technical director of Industrial Light & Magic. He has a bad temper, but his technical skills are really top-notch. Apparently, he disagreed with his superiors and wanted to implement full-process digitization, but it was rejected. In a fit of anger, he took a few people and started his own business."

"There's also a guy named David, who works on physics engines."

"Including me, there are six people in total."

Li Zhaohua sighed.

"Everyone was initially full of enthusiasm, pooling their money to rent a warehouse for research and development. But this thing is too expensive, servers, render farms, electricity bills... and after only two months, the funding chain broke."

"Now we can barely afford to pay the rent."

Yu Le listened, tapping her fingers lightly on her knees.

A typical startup story of a tech genius.

He has skills and intelligence, but lacks emotional intelligence and money.

This kind of team is like a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

What is their attitude towards the acquisition?

"His attitude... is a bit complicated."

Li Zhaohua stammered.

"They're short of money, but they're also afraid of being controlled by capital. Especially since they heard the buyer is a Chinese company, and a... cough, entertainment company at that."

"They think we don't understand the technology and just want to buy a shell company to scam funding."

"Fundraising fraud?"

Yu Lele was amused.

"With my current cash flow, do I really need to scam for funding?"

Luo Xiang, sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly spoke, his voice cold.

"pride and Prejudice."

"These technicians usually have a high opinion of themselves and think that everyone else is an idiot except themselves."

Luo Xiang pushed up his glasses, a cold glint flashing across the lenses.

"The best way to deal with this kind of person is not to reason with them."

"What's that?" Li Zhaohua asked instinctively.

"They were bought out with money."

Luo Xiang turned his head, looked at Li Zhaohua, and gave him a kind smile.

"Then we'll use legal clauses to lock them into the contract."

Li Zhaohua's hand trembled, and the steering wheel almost slipped.