My absurd experiences in North America over the years

Goldstein ignored what Li Fu said and his gaze swept over Li Fu's cold and stern facial features.

"You may not be paying attention, but a while ago, the photo of you and Ms. Gadot at the fashion party was quite popular in the entertainment section. Celebrities are mostly judged by their looks, and your face is a rare resource."

Hollywood has no shortage of Chinese actors, but many of them have turned themselves into something neither fish nor fowl in order to cater to Western aesthetics.

Many Chinese people's makeup looks strange to Chinese people, and it is not actually popular among Europeans and Americans.

Li Fu's facial features belong to one of the very few people who have successfully combined Chinese and Western features.

It possesses both the charm of the East and the profundity of the West.

At the same time, he also has tough guy qualities.

Europe and America are the most ardent advocates of individual heroism.

In this respect, Goldstein wasn't lying.

However, Li Fu knew that this scumbag had absolutely no good intentions.

He sneered inwardly, knowing it was just a pretense.

Goldstein changed the subject, lowering his voice and adding a hint of inquisitiveness, "Of course, that's just what's on the surface. In the inner circle, what people talk about more is something else: you rescued the Forrest family's daughter from Mexican gangsters."

This matter was not made public.

However, those who need to know will still know.

The street camera did not capture Li Fu's face due to its angle.

However, the vast majority of the movements and profile shots were recorded truthfully and completely.

Besides, it wasn't a secret that he was Lucy's boyfriend at the time.

It's actually quite simple for someone like Goldstein to know.

Li Fu was aware of this, of course, so he remained perfectly calm, even asking in return, "Is the fact that the talent scout took a liking to me related to this?"

“Of course,” Goldstein’s lips curled into a strange smile, his grey-blue eyes as unfathomable as a deep pool. “Imagine, single-handedly rescuing the Forrest family’s heiress from a group of armed Mexican gangsters—it wouldn’t be an exaggeration even in a movie, would it?”

He actually hated Li Fu for being a hero back then.

This interrupted his and Winslop's plans.

They had the opportunity to prevent the healthcare bill from passing.

At the very least, it can dampen the enemy's momentum.

"That was my duty as a bodyguard, and besides, I was her boyfriend at the time," Li Fu replied calmly. "I think any man would have done the same!"

He was waiting, waiting for Goldstein to reveal his true intentions.

"You're responsible," Goldstein gave him a thumbs up. "That's why your classic scene was preserved. Everyone who's seen it is amazed; it's both realistic and stunning. Think about it, if you were a Hollywood director, wouldn't you want an actor like that?"

Li Fu raised an eyebrow. "So, Mr. Goldstein has seen that video?"

"I won't lie to you, I have seen it," Goldstein chuckled, downing his whiskey in one gulp. "So far, I estimate at least dozens of people have seen it, and that video is now worth a fortune on the market."

Among those who saw it, besides behind-the-scenes bigwigs like Goldstein, there were also celebrities like Hilton who were interested in him.

Of course, there are also some Hollywood producers and directors.

The police officer who sold that video privately is probably kicking himself now.

The selling price is too low.

"You guys really did a thorough investigation," Li Fu casually remarked.

He knew he couldn't hide it any longer.

I just didn't expect any Hollywood producers to see it. If it's true, someone probably pushed it there!

"It's definitely not an investigation. We're not talking about artistic pursuits. Hollywood is business after all," Goldstein said calmly, even leisurely picking up another glass of wine. "Think about Bruce Lee, Jackie Chan, and Jet Li. Even without box office revenue, their movies still make money in the DVD market."

Bruce Lee, Jackie Chan, and Jet Li are all world-renowned kung fu superstars.

Most foreigners' first impression of China is kung fu, thanks to the popularity of these three people's films.

In the 1990s, Jackie Chan and Jet Li were consistently the highest-paid actors in China, and there was a reason for that.

Jet Li's films have never even won the annual box office champion in Hong Kong.

However, the reason he was still able to outshine superstars like Stephen Chow and Chow Yun-fat is not because of his significant influence in Hong Kong.

His films have a place in South Korea, Southeast Asia, Taiwan, and even Europe and America, and can be screened worldwide. The DVD market is booming, earning him the title of King of DVDs.

Even if a movie he's involved in fails at the box office, he can easily make a profit by selling the copyrights and DVDs.

Jackie Chan goes without saying.

Hollywood values ​​actual profits more than the Hong Kong film market. In their view, if a new kung fu king emerges, it will be a money tree and a treasure trove.

"I'm nowhere near as good as them," Li Fu shook his head.

He had never considered this path.

"I don't think so. You may know more about kung fu than I do, but..." Goldstein shook his head, "You certainly don't know as much about film as I do. It's actually an art of packaging."

"Perhaps!" Li Fu said noncommittally.

This guy wants him to be an actor; he definitely doesn't have good intentions.

Goldstein put down his glass, leaned forward, and looked on with intense interest. "I have some connections in Hollywood. If you're interested, whether it's modeling or acting, I'd be happy to introduce you."

"I don't think it's necessary," Li Fu said with a smile, shaking his head. "I'm not interested for the time being."

Should he switch careers and become an actor?

Screw the actors.

Once you really get into that circle, you'll probably lose control of your own destiny.

"Don't rush to refuse," Goldstein said, showing unprecedented patience with a "newcomer." "More choices mean more paths; perhaps this is the very road to success?"

"I'll go back and think about it. I'll contact you again if I figure it out," Li Fu said, maintaining a polite demeanor.

"Alright," Goldstein picked up his glass, gesturing to him with a calm expression. "Good wine needs time to breathe, and so does opportunity. I believe we'll meet again soon."

Li Fu nodded slightly, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

As Goldstein watched Li Fu's departing figure, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a chilling coldness.

As a seasoned political broker, his information network is exceptionally well-informed.

He knew very well that a certain important figure had a strong interest in Li Fu, and if he could "introduce" him and facilitate the deal, he would reap many benefits.

Trying to bring Li Fu into the entertainment industry is just the first step.

That makes it easier to "make a move," since the famous Leonardo DiCaprio was someone's former "plaything"!