America Tycoon: The Wolf of Showbiz-Chapter 944 - 875 The Criminal Maniac and the Last
Chapter 944: Chapter 875: The Criminal Maniac and the Last Survivor
Chapter 944 -875: The Criminal Maniac and the Last Survivor
Beverly Hills, Nolan’s mansion.
Emma Thomas, accompanied by her assistant, began distributing gifts, every guest at the party received a tote bag containing a beautifully wrapped gift box.
Even Martin received one.
Although this could not guarantee others would cast their Oscar nomination votes for “Interstellar,” with the increasingly monetized Oscar campaign environment, if someone else gave a gift and you did not, voters were inevitably biased.
Nicholson, that shameless old guy, said to Martin, “I don’t remember which Oscar campaign team sent me what gift, but I can definitely remember those who didn’t send me anything.”
Martin handed the tote bag to Bruce and said, “Jack, you’re really damn talented. Are all the old white guys like this?”
Nicholson waved his hand, “Don’t worry about these details. When you become an old white guy, you’ll be the same.”
Martin retorted, “I don’t need to become an old white man to remember not to let those who haven’t sent us gifts enter our fair voting process.”
Nicholson asked, “Have you come up with a new game for this year’s Oscar voting?”
Martin shook his head, “I’m waiting for you and Leo to come up with a new idea.”
As they spoke, Leonardo led an overweight Asian with rimless glasses over.
“Hey, Martin, Jack, let me introduce a friend of mine to you.” Leonardo gestured to the chubby Asian, “This is John Liu, an investor from Malaysia who has been working with my Pave Road Entertainment for several years. John, no need for me to introduce these two, right?”
John Liu shook hands with Martin and Nicholson respectively, “Leo has always mentioned you both, but I’ve never had the chance to meet. I’m very honored to meet you this time.”
Martin smiled and replied, “Don’t mention it.”
Nicholson had retired and was comparatively cooler, nodding, “Nice to meet you.”
John Liu’s target wasn’t Nicholson; he spoke to Martin, “Mr. Davis, I deeply admire your eye for investing in movies. If you need funds, I can mobilise them anytime.”
Martin responded diplomatically, “If I need it, I’ll contact you.”
John Liu handed out a gold-embossed business card to Martin, exchanged a few pleasantries, and took his leave.
“An investor from Malaysia?” Nicholson emphasized, asking Leonardo, “Is this the guy backing you up from behind?”
Leonardo understood the hidden implication and retorted immediately, “What do you mean by backing from behind? Clearly, I’m giving this guy a chance to invest in Hollywood.”
Martin inquired, “You’ve worked with him many times?”
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Leonardo nodded, “It started after 2010… well, including ‘Shutter Island’ that my Pave Road Entertainment invested in.”
He shifted his tone, “If you’re short on funds, he has the means. These past few years, John has been spending particularly lavishly in North America.”
“I know.” Martin had actually dealt with John Liu in normal business dealings, “The houses I bought from Depp were ultimately sold to John Liu at a high price.”
Leonardo questioned, “The villa in Paris, the penthouse in the Columbia Tower, and the beachfront mansion in Malibu?”
Those deals held no potential hidden issues, and Martin confirmed, “That’s right, he dished out 100 million dollars for them, truly flush with cash.”
Nicholson, cunning with age, cautioned Leonardo, “Some investors’ money comes from dubious sources and can lead to trouble; keep an eye out.”
Leonardo laughed, “A lot of the money invested in Hollywood has issues; it’s been a tradition for decades.”
Martin and Nicholson both understood Leonardo’s point, the film industry had always been the best channel for money laundering.
Leonardo added, “Don’t worry, this is America, not Malaysia.”
Martin thought of some past incidents and also offered a warning, “I’ve got some ties in Asia and several investors supporting me. From what they’ve told me, John Liu’s relationship with the Malaysian authorities is complicated; he’s likely a proxy for some high officials. If problems arise and the Malaysian government intervenes through diplomatic channels, it could cause trouble.”
Leonardo listened to Martin’s advice, “I’ll be extra careful.”
Martin’s warning was sufficient; Leonardo had been in North America for many years and had established a solid foundation.
The screening party ended before ten o’clock.
Originally, the three had planned to wash up, but Nicholson, getting older and having consumed alcohol that evening, was clearly not his usual self.
Martin simply decided to take him home.
Leonardo, without any sense of loyalty, had a last-minute date with a model.
Martin, alone, had planned to look for Louise, but before leaving Beverly Hills, he received a call from Anya Taylor Joy.
She wanted to invite him for a late-night snack.
Martin turned the car around and headed for Wilshire Boulevard, where he met Anya at the prearranged restaurant.
She was dressed in a white blouse, black mini skirt, and fishnet stockings. Although her appearance seemed a bit weird, it was still within the bounds of conventional beauty standards, especially given her excellent figure.
Many Hollywood actresses got uglier the more they went under the knife.
In Martin’s previous life, global aesthetic standards seemed to be declining.
Not just in his own entertainment circle, but even new-generation actresses in Hollywood compared poorly to the bloom of beauties around the year 2000.
Although most Hollywood actresses had some form of cosmetic surgery, most were subtle adjustments, like Scarlett Johansson’s nose or Julia Roberts’ eyes.
