While in Hollywood, I used Taoist magic to quell American terrorism.

The award presenter slowly tore open the envelope, his gaze sweeping over the bottom.

The camera switched back and forth between the faces of the candidates.

When the camera focused on Rachel's face, the entire audience held their breath.

"Rachel McAdams, 'Walking with the Song'!"

boom--!

Thunderous applause erupted in the theater.

Rachel froze on the spot. Two seconds later, she suddenly turned around and hugged Cao Kun beside her, sobbing uncontrollably.

Cao Kun patted her on the back and whispered in her ear, "Go, go and get what's yours."

Rachel took a deep breath, lifted her skirt, and walked onto the podium under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Chris's voice reached Cao Kun's ears: "Master, I didn't disappoint you, did I?"

Cao Kun nodded secretly: "Well done, Chris."

Chris really played a significant role in Rachel getting this Oscar.

She secretly influenced quite a few judges.

Tell them to vote for Rachel.

On stage, Rachel accepted the heavy golden statuette, looked at the dark mass of people below, and finally fixed her gaze on Cao Kun.

"Thank you... I want to thank Director James, and the entire crew."

Rachel choked up as her voice was broadcast live around the world:

"But finally, I want to thank a special person."

He not only changed my career, but also reshaped my life.

"Damn, thank you for always being by my side."

The camera quickly panned to Cao Kun in the audience.

Cao Kun sat in his seat with a smile on his face and eyes as deep as the night sky.

At that moment, hundreds of millions of viewers around the world remembered this handsome and mysterious Asian face.

The awards ceremony has ended, but its warmth still lingers in the theater.

Cao Kun accompanied Rachel through the backstage area, declined the official dinner invitation, and prepared to leave.

"Ms. Rachel McAdams, please wait a moment."

A middle-aged white woman, dressed in a deep purple evening gown and with exquisite makeup, strode quickly down the side aisle.

She was followed by two burly attendants, whose demeanor suggested they were not ordinary agents or assistants.

Rachel stopped and looked at the other person with some confusion.

The woman stopped three steps away, a standard socialite smile on her face: "Congratulations, Rachel."

Tonight, you are the most dazzling jewel in all of Hollywood.

"Thank you." Rachel nodded politely, her hand tightly gripping Cao Kun's arm.

"May I speak with you in private?" the woman asked after glancing at Cao Kun.

Rachel said directly, "No need, just say what you have to say here."

The woman looked hesitant.

Cao Kun looked at the woman, and using his Qi Observation Technique, he actually saw some malevolent energy emanating from her.

This is a characteristic that only appears after someone has committed murder.

Cao Kun narrowed his eyes slightly and a smile appeared on his face: "Rachel, you two talk."

Cao Kun walked to the side and whispered, "Chris, listen to what they're talking about."

"Yes, Master," Chris's voice rang in his ears.

Rachel looked at the woman: "What do you want to say? Please hurry up, I don't want my boyfriend to wait too long."

"We have a very private celebration party." The woman glanced at Cao Kun and lowered her voice.

His gaze swept discreetly over Rachel's beautiful face: "Those who participate are all truly top-tier figures."

There are resources there that you can't even imagine.

There are also many outstanding and charming young gentlemen waiting to meet you.

I'm sure you'll have a night you'll never forget.

Such hints are not uncommon in Hollywood.

Every celebrity is well aware of the implications behind the so-called "gentleman" and "resources."

In the past, Rachel might have hesitated for that sliver of a chance to climb the ladder.

But now.

She turned her head and glanced at Cao Kun beside her.

Compared to Cao Kun, those so-called powerful and handsome men are nothing more than dust on the roadside.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in these things."

Rachel refused very decisively, even with a hint of disdain:

"Furthermore, I am very satisfied with my current resources. Please leave."

The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting the newly crowned Best Actress to be so ruthless.

She glanced at Cao Kun, a shadow flashing in her eyes, before regaining her composure and smiling as she stepped aside.

Rachel walked towards Cao Kun, took his arm, and walked out of the theater again.

"Damn, that woman just now..."

Rachel repeated the entire conversation that had just taken place.

Cao Kun's eyes instantly turned cold.

Although he already knew everything from Chris.

This kind of rhetoric, this kind of behavior.

He immediately thought of a certain island incident that would later cause a sensation throughout the world.

Although it is now early 2006, there are still many years before that abscess completely bursts.

But the evil had already begun to unfold.

"Chris," Cao Kun called softly.

The phone screen silently lit up with a faint, dark red light.

"Master, I'm here."

Chris's voice carried a hint of murderous intent, "That woman's signal has been locked."

She is a high-class pimp.

Their sole responsibility is to scout for new talent for those so-called "top clubs."

Cao Kun said calmly, "Hack into her phone and monitor all her calls and text messages."

Chris: "Yes, Master!"

Rachel heard Cao Kun speaking in a low voice, but she couldn't hear what he was saying.

I couldn't help but ask, "Who are you talking to?"

Cao Kun smiled and said, "Nobody. Let's go back and celebrate with the newly crowned Oscar-winning actress."

…………

In the early morning in Beverly Hills, sunlight streams through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

Cao Kun leaned back in a rattan chair on the terrace, holding the latest episode of Variety.

The cover features a close-up of Rachel holding an Oscar statuette and shedding tears.

In the background, Cao Kun's blurry yet cold profile has also sparked countless speculations among readers.

"Rachel McAdams wins Best Actress for 'Walking with the Song,' writing a miracle of ordinary people!"

"Accompanied by a mysterious Asian upstart, who exactly is the man behind the Best Actress?"

Cao Kun casually tossed the newspaper aside.

Rachel was sitting opposite him in her bathrobe, holding her constantly vibrating phone.

Her current popularity has reached an alarming level.

New job offers pop up every minute.

"Damn it..."

Rachel looked up, her eyes filled with weariness and deep dependence:

"I don't want to go to that ribbon-cutting ceremony, I just want to stay by your side."

Cao Kun took a sip of tea and said calmly, "You are an Oscar-winning actress, so some social interactions are unavoidable."

Go ahead, your agent is already waiting downstairs.

But remember what I said: you can accept jobs and endorsements, but don't randomly choose scripts. Wait for my news.

Rachel nodded obediently, got up and gave Cao Kun a big kiss on the lips before reluctantly going upstairs to change her clothes.

The villa did not become quiet after Rachel left.

"Master, Avi from Marvel has already exchanged more than twenty emails with Permat."

The succubus Chris emerged from the shadows of the wall, her smile radiant:

"These two guys are like gamblers who have just won the lottery."

They are discussing how to maximize the profits from "Iron Man".

They also need to increase the marketing budget for "Iron Man" by another 30%.

They said that with an Oscar-winning actress joining the cast, the film was already halfway to success.