American Peanuts

Chapter 51 "Die" again

The spicy fish soup enters your mouth, and the fresh aroma of fish meat is mixed with the pungent taste of chili, forming a unique taste.

It's just that Jetta, a Jieko man, obviously couldn't bear the spiciness. He coughed violently and choked to tears.

This is a Hungarian specialty soup dish. Six kinds of freshwater fish slices are mixed together. The soup is thicker and is called fisherman's soup.

Charlie, who was sitting aside, was not affected by the spiciness. He had settled the battle early and had just asked the tour guide for a coin. He was tossing the coin constantly.

Jetta was curious about Charlie's behavior and asked.

"I'm thinking about a question, whether the order of the coins I throw at the moment will be fixed."

Jetta and the tour guide looked at each other. They understood the words but not the meaning.

"If I go back to this point in time 15 years later, will the order of the coins I throw still be the same?" Charlie asked in a different way.

"Perhaps only Hawking or Einstein can answer this question," the tour guide said honestly.

Charlie took back the coin: "Without the two of them, I can answer it myself."

The answer is obviously no.Taylor is an example. Her first album was released two years later.

But she still tried to create, instead of becoming a farm girl driving a tractor in Pennsylvania.

This proves a problem. Although the details will be slightly different, the general direction is the same as the previous life.

Applying it to Weinstein, as long as the details of what happened are perfectly reproduced, no matter who is standing behind Weinstein, he will still get tripped up.

But the details are not easy to reproduce perfectly, and the factors of the times have to be considered. After all, the current network is not as developed as it was in 2017, and the era of mobile Internet has not really arrived yet.

In his original expectation, Charlie would wait until the company grew enough before formally launching a class action lawsuit. However, as he suddenly became a national idol due to his heroic deeds, and his appeal was unprecedentedly enhanced, he moved ahead of time and in a different way. Changes have occurred.

Appealing power is very important. Ten years later, as more and more victims speak out publicly, it will gradually evolve into a collective action called "Me Too".

This is the root cause of Weinstein’s downfall.

The key to success or failure is not a big family at all, but the masses.

"Charlie, your phone is ringing again." Jetta noticed that Charlie's phone screen lit up.

She felt that Charlie was really busy every day, but she didn't know that Charlie usually couldn't answer a few calls a day and spent all his time interviewing girls.

"I'm Charlie, who are you?"

"Puli, Polly Cox." The voice on the other end of the phone was a little hoarse, and I didn't know if it had been specially treated.

"Please let me go, let Weinstein go? Tell me the conditions." Charlie said in a relaxed tone.

This was the call he was waiting for.

"It's a request."

"Then we have to give better conditions, right?"

"You don't want the 'Pastor' to call you personally, do you?" Polly said suddenly.

"I'm sorry, he might not even know who I am. To say the least, he has to negotiate terms with me, but when he comes back, he has to ask for it from you. So, why should we let the middleman make the difference? "

"It's interesting, I feel that you are indeed an adopted son who has no blood relationship. You sound like you are very confident." The other end of the phone turned and said.

"Of course, I still have many cards in my hand, including recorded testimony and multiple witnesses who can all testify in court. How about I read them to you one by one now?"

"Of more than a dozen people, how many can actually be convicted in the end? There is no doubt about the guilt. Think about the Simpson case."

Charlie sneered: "A dozen people? I think we should add one digit."

There was a pause on the phone for a few seconds.

Vaguely, Charlie seemed to hear a "f**K", but he couldn't be sure.

"What do you want?" At this moment, Polly finally showed some sincerity.

"I want to hold your thigh." Charlie said suddenly.

Jetta on the side immediately turned her face and stared at Charlie.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time.

"You heard me right. If I want to make a career in Hollywood, I have to find someone to rely on. I think your thighs are very thick, very, very thick." Charlie said confidently.

"It's a boring metaphor. It might be okay to be a tabloid reporter. You are too reckless. You can sit down and talk about this matter slowly, so why bother making it to this point?"

"In that case, you may not call me so soon. How can I put it, I am like a short-selling institution on Wall Street. When I see any stain, I will swing the butcher knife. This may be morally criticized, but I must abide by the law. Follow the rules.”

"You'll die quickly."

"So I need your thighs."

The other end of the phone pondered for a few more seconds.

"Why don't you go find the 'Pastor'?" Polly mentioned the name again.

"The industries are different." Charlie took a sip of water.

The other end of the phone asked instead: "What can you bring? I want to hear it first."

"An era of big studios that is not glorious, but profitable enough, and controls every link directly or indirectly. This is the future I promised. As for now, I can bring you generous returns. If you have money, everyone can earn it together."

"Ready to bypass the Paramount Act?" The voice on the other end of the phone was a little more mocking.

The Paramount Act can simply be regarded as the antitrust law in the film industry. At that time, Paramount, which controlled upstream and downstream, was directly split up.

"There is still a way, but you may not believe it." Charlie suddenly looked at Jetta beside him.

After thinking for a long time, she gave the answer.

"You know, I really hate your arrogant way of speaking. You lack the necessary education and courtesy."

"However, I am going to give you a chance. After all, you have done well in PB. But this is just an opportunity. Whether you can seize it depends on yourself."

"Finally, I need to remind you that if you dare to play tricks, you'd better hide in Utah for the rest of your life. Otherwise, you will do it as soon as you step out of the state border. I mean what I say."

Kill me?It’s not certain who will do whom in the future.

"Finally, let's talk about the ownership of Weinstein Pictures. I think it should be a subsidiary of PB."

Charlie's map of the Yan Kingdom is a bit longer, but it does not affect the sharpness of the dagger.

"It turns out you were not targeting Weinstein, but us." The other party laughed.

"You may make less money now, but in the long run, you will make more money. This is an investment."

"Well, in addition to being a tabloid reporter, you are also very suitable to be a private equity fund manager. Why should I agree to this?"

"You have misjudged the person. In a few days, Weinstein Pictures will rely on the defense and must be reorganized. At least it needs to change its skin. I can help the new company get more attention and make things easier."

"This is our core interest and cannot be lost. In addition, Weinstein was appointed by my father, so this is a legacy issue." She did not forget to explain, and her self-esteem was quite strong.

"Okay, we can sign a gambling agreement, so that you can have good relations with the family. If the expected profit cannot be achieved, I will quit the company and I won't get any money from my investment." Charlie took a step back.

If Spielberg got a blank check, then the gambling agreement proposed by Charlie at this moment was made out of nothing.

Because he could have made so much money, but he gave the other party a reassurance invisibly.

"Based on what?"

"Three times Westan Pictures' profit in the last fiscal year." Charlie said a quite conservative figure.

"Deal." The other party readily agreed.

"Then Weinstein..." Charlie pondered.

"I have saved his life just now, but considering the prospects of the new company, he has to die again."

"Don't you keep your word?" Charlie asked with a smile.

"It was Cox who made the promise, and the right of interpretation certainly belongs to Cox."

This makes sense and is fine.

(End of this chapter)