America: Starting with the acquisition of MGM

Chapter 152 150. Maikou, it’s time to show your fangs

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"Ah! Don't shoot me!"

Gadot screamed and ran away. Behind her, Eric chased with a toy gun. The beep bullets in his hand kept hitting her body, leaving colorful spots.

"Elizabeth, come and help me, where are you?"

Not far away, Elizabeth hid behind a bunker and shouted loudly: "I was sniped, captain, asking for support."

In the house in front of her, Mike was shooting through the glass with a toy gun. The two children were having so much fun.

After Mike came back from Africa yesterday, he called Eric.

This morning, he picked up Gadot and Elizabeth and drove fast to the Neverland Ranch in Santa Balara.

He was not in a hurry to talk about business. When he saw little Elizabeth, his childlike innocence came into play and he pulled the three of them to play a gun game.

After more than half an hour, the four people who had been running for a long time were exhausted. They finally ended the game and sat on the sightseeing car to return indoors.

Playing this kind of game in the summer, even if you are surrounded by the shade of trees, it will still be hot.

Going to the bathroom to take a shower first, Elizabeth looked at Gadot with some envy.

"Eric must like her kind. Mine is too small and uncomfortable to look at. It's strange that he would like it."

The messy thoughts in his head were intertwined, and Gadot's voice came to his ears.

"Elizabeth, what's wrong with you?"

Noticing that the little girl's gaze was a little strange, Gadot couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing. I just don't understand why my growth is so slow. Many of the girls in school are younger than me, but their figures are much better than mine."

Hearing this question, Gadot laughed loudly: "What's so strange about this? Everyone's development time is different. Maybe if you sleep, you will suddenly grow taller tomorrow."

"Well, I hope so."

When the two girls came out, some wet hair hung on their backs.

The black maid Nita said: "Michael and Mr. Cooper have left, let you guys play by yourself first, they have something to talk about."

The two women shrugged and then asked about the location of the karaoke room.

On the other side, Eric handed a USB flash drive to Maikou.

"That's it. Turn on your computer and take a look. You'll be surprised by the content inside."

With a solemn expression, Maikou inserted the USB flash drive into the computer and watched the video first. The scene finally settled on Martin Bascher's playful smile.

"This guy, damn bastard!"

Maikou, who has always been good-tempered, couldn't help but curse.

"Sure enough, I knew everything was premeditated. Martin Basher wanted to kill me! He wanted to destroy my image and make the public abandon me!"

Looking at the angry and clenched Maikou, Eric said: "The key is who instructed him to do this. Although he didn't say the last question clearly, I think it was Sony Music."

Maikou did not hesitate: "It must be them. It is most likely Tom Mottola who is leading this matter. He hates me."

"It's a pity that Martin Bascher didn't say it directly. I'm afraid it can't be used as direct evidence, but this video is also very meaningful."

"At least it proves that the documentary was carefully planned and fabricated by him. That's enough."

McQuack turned the audio back on, and the conversation between Janet Arvizzo and attorney Larry Feldman rang out.

The recording was very long, more than 20 minutes, and Maikou stayed in this posture for the whole time.

After listening, his face had become extremely ugly, and his lips were white and shriveled as if he hadn't drank water for a long time.

He just stared at the computer screen blankly, motionless.

After a few minutes, Eric couldn't help but patted his shoulder when he saw that there was still no movement from Maikou.

"Maikou, Maikou, the recording is over."

"Yeah, I know, I know."

After another moment of silence, Maiqun asked hoarsely: "Eric, how did you get these things?"

"It's nothing. I begged someone and hired a private detective. Don't worry about the process. There's nothing illegal. Anyway, we got it."

"It must have cost a lot of money. I can't make up for the favor, but tell me how much it cost. I should pay for it."

Eric smiled and said, "Mykko, am I a person who cares about money? Am I a person who is very short of money? The friendship between you and me cannot be measured by money."

As he spoke, Eric poured a glass of water for McQueen.

"I know this recording must be a big blow to you, but this is the fact and we have to face it."

"Everything is a conspiracy against you, they are all plotting against your wealth, whether you are an adult or a child."

"Mykko, not every child is as kind and cute as little Elizabeth. Minors are also full of bad guys. Some people are born bad."

Maikou seemed to finally recognize the reality and nodded heavily: "Yes, you are right Eric. It seems that I should also take up legal weapons to defend myself."

"Yes, it should be like this. On the one hand, it is the weapon of the law. On the other hand, your connections and wealth are not comparable to those of these guys. We should make good use of them and not waste our own resources."

Mike snorted: "It was mentioned in the recording just now that the relationship between Jordan Chandler and Evan Chandler is very bad. Maybe I should meet with Jordan. Maybe I can get something useful."

"No, you are directly involved. If it is not convenient for you to come forward, I will send someone there."

"In addition, I noticed that there is also a person mentioned in the recording, Santa Balara City Prosecutor Tom Schneider. Do you know this person?"

Maikou took a deep breath. This name brought back very bad memories for him.

"Of course I understand. I will never forget this guy in my life. He was in charge of my case in 1993."

"And Tom Schneider has been very hostile to me from the beginning, constantly attacking me verbally and tempting me to say unfavorable things."

"And he pushed for the trial on this matter and seemed to really want me to be convicted."

"I remember that he held a press conference at that time and almost described me as a pedophile, which had a very bad impact."

"Later I paid Evan Chandler a large amount of money to settle out of court, but Tom Schneider was not satisfied with this. He asked the Chandlers to continue suing and urged me to be sent to prison."

"But as you know, this is the end of the matter."

"As a prosecutor, he's supposed to be impartial, and Tom Snyder was not."

"I swear I don't know him at all, and I don't know why he hates me so much."

Eric sighed: "Maiko, why do you need to know someone if you hate him? Maybe it's because of your skin color, maybe he's jealous of your achievements, maybe he's also a born bad guy."

"I know that this guy is still the prosecutor of the city of Santa Barbara and will definitely be against you. He has a certain degree of judicial power and must be dealt with carefully."

"Eric, what suggestions do you have?" Maiqun was also a little worried.

"Without knowing what the other party will do, all we can do is protect ourselves. I suggest you install cameras in all non-sensitive areas of Neverland."

"Especially in your own room, it's best to install a few more covert cameras in addition to the overt cameras to avoid being vandalized or turned off."

Maikou thought for a moment and said, "That makes sense. I'll have someone do it right away."

Eric consoled him and said, "Anyway, don't worry too much. With this video and audio, we have taken the initiative."

"By the way, when is your court hearing? I remember it will be soon."

"Well, the first court hearing is at the end of July, and there is still more than a month left."

"Haha. Janet Arvizo, I can already imagine the expressions she and her accomplices will have when the recording is played at the trial."

The more Eric thought about it, the more interesting it became, and he couldn't help laughing. The original serious atmosphere was diluted, and McQueen couldn't help but laugh too.

"McKen, I forgot to congratulate you. "Rolling in the Deep" has topped the Billboard charts."

"Although it was expected, it is still something worth celebrating."

Speaking of new songs, Michael is also very happy.

He smiled and said: "After I came back yesterday, I saw the news."

"Aimee had a black face the entire time she was being interviewed. She didn't say a word. She got in the car and left."

"Hahahaha... This little hooligan, his song has already dropped to outside the 20th place. This is the result of his constant promotion."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid he's already out of the top 50, so why would he have the nerve to accept an interview? If he dares to reply even half a word, those reporters will drown him in spittle."

"Do you still remember the slogan he shouted some time ago?"

Michael nodded: "Of course I remember, judging by music, now it's just as he wanted, it's just that I'm superior to him."

Eric snorted coldly: "After a while, no one will remember Emmy's songs, and the little scoundrel will have to pay the price for his arrogance."

"This guy's Facebook account has now accumulated nearly one million fans. Let him grow a little longer, and when he has established his account, I will ban him after a while!"

Mike laughed loudly: "Eric, you are so bad."

Although Eric has not been to Silicon Valley recently, he still listens to reports every day.

Now Facebook is developing rapidly. In nearly 20 days, it has more than 13 million users.

The average age of users is 20 years old, which means that the main force is still college students.

Of course, not all of these 13 million users are active users. Some of them will no longer log in after using it a few times and their novelty is gone.

There are also some users who are keen to post their own updates, but their popularity is too low to get effective feedback.

Just like writing a novel, single-player is very torturous, and you will naturally give up after a long time.

Therefore, the actual number of active users actually fluctuates around 10 million. This data is already very impressive, and it means that Eric’s strategy of winning all universities in the United States in one month can be realized.

“Mykko, how many Facebook followers do you have now?”

When Maikou logged into his account, he found that the number of fans on his homepage was 1.92 million, which is equivalent to one out of every five users following him.

"1.92 million, Maikou. It seems that you are also very popular among young people. I originally thought that your main fans should be in their thirties."

Maikou smiled: "I think "rolling in the deep" mainly helped me attract young fans. The style of this song is very different from the past."

"Actually, my vocal teacher and others have advised me to change my style to cater to the development of market entities."

"But changing the style is not easy, and I was still in the exploratory stage. Until you sent me this song, everything came alive."

"I feel like I've caught some inspiration, and I'm currently trying to compose a new style of song. When this lawsuit is over, maybe next year, I plan to release a new album."

Eric was also very happy to see that Maikou was in such good condition, but Sony Music would definitely not give up. He thought about it and came up with a strategy.

"Mykko, if you have such a quarrel with Sony now, Tom Mottola will definitely not help you release a new album."

"And your contract with Sony has not expired yet, which is a trouble after all, so I have a proposal that I hope can help you get rid of the shackles of Sony Music."

"What is it?"

Maikou looked at Eric in surprise. The contract issue had always been on his mind.

"It's easy to say, just use this video of Martin Bashir to draw fire to Sony Music, let the whirlpool of public opinion swallow it up, and force Sony to let you go free!"

"Is it appropriate to do this? And there is no direct evidence pointing to Sony. Will it be successful? Will it violate the law?" Maikou was worried.

Eric said coldly: "They threw so much dirty water at you, but what was the result? Who was punished? Not only no, but someone also received a large amount of money."

"We just treat others the way they want. Public opinion is a double-edged sword. It can be manipulated by them or by us."

"And this is the only bargaining chip in our hands. If the operation is successful, you can even leave Sony with 50% of the copyright."

“Think about it, that is the copyright that controls the lifeblood of countless singers such as Elvis Presley, The Beatles, Ricky Martin, Mariah Carey, Westlife, Avril Lavigne, Madonna, Celine Dion and so on.”

"Not even just here in the United States, but also many singers in Europe, Asia and other regions."

"You will become the most powerful individual in the music field, and no one can restrict your freedom anymore. I don't need to say more about what this means."

"Maike, don't hesitate. Being kind to your enemies is cruelty to yourself. They won't spare you a hand, so we must kill them too."

"Just do as I say, and don't reveal this matter to the people around you for the time being. I'm worried that there are moles around you."

It is said that Buddha also has fire. Thinking of the injustice he suffered, Maikou finally nodded in agreement.

"Then the time will be set after the trial. That time must be the time when public attention is highest."

"Maikou, it's time to show your fangs and show these guys!"