Zhukova nudged Ivanka's shoulder with her elbow and whispered, "What's going on?"

Ivanka stood up, holding her best friend's hand, and looked at her socialite friends: "Excuse me, I have something to do tomorrow, so Zhukova and I will head back first."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Paris watched the two figures disappear into the distance, cursing, "Bitch!!! She can't hook up with any men, she's utterly humiliated, and she's still acting all high and mighty!!!"

Nikki tugged at Paris's shoulder: "Okay, sis, let's call up some male models to have some fun."

Paris gritted his teeth: "How can male models compare to that stunner? Damn it!!!"

Kim Kardashian, standing nearby, sensed something amiss. She knew very well that Paris was a fool, and the truly intelligent people in the socialite circle were Ivanka and her ilk. Initially, she had tried to rely on Ivanka and her group, but they wouldn't include her, so she had no choice but to turn to Paris. But it was alright, the fool was easy to fool.

Ivanka's demeanor clearly wasn't one of anger or embarrassment, so she guessed that Ivanka hadn't failed; it was just that the two hadn't reached an agreement for some reason. Moreover, it seemed that the two didn't harbor any animosity. As for Paris's words, Kardashian dismissed them as idiots.

"Kardashian, what are you staring at? Come on, have a drink." Paris giggled as she put her arm around the male model.

Kim Kardashian smiled upon hearing this, feigning great respect as she joined the older women in having fun.

Inside a Rolls-Royce.

"Ivanka, what's going on?" Zhukova looked at her best friend with a puzzled expression.

Ivanka smiled: "What? What happened?"

Zhukova patted Ivanka's shapely buttocks.

"Still pretending."

Ivanka chuckled: "Okay, I talked to him. This pervert really does have a crush on me. He started groping me as soon as we got downstairs, touching my butt. But he said very firmly that he won't leave those women."

"Then what should we do? Give up?"

Ivanka took off her coat, revealing a magnificent view, and lay back in a chair, pouring herself a glass of champagne.

"Give up? The man I've set my sights on, I absolutely must have him!!!"

Zhukova glanced at Ivanka.

"What about me? What if I have to argue with you about it? I don't want our friendship to be ruined because of a man."

"Then just quit."

Zhukova shook her head.

"Don't even think about it, why should I?"

Ivanka smiled: "Wait until I get him!"

...

The next day at dawn

Manhattan, Queens, Central Avenue.

The newly listed Longteng Media is depicted as a majestic and imposing five-clawed dragon clad in green armor and sporting a long red beard. Shen Fang specially designed the company's organizational structure, which cost nearly $3,000.

The 200-square-meter office building was now filled with people. These people were the professional Hollywood public relations team that Harvey and Mike had introduced. They were versatile, capable of writing, directing, cinematography, public relations, and distribution. They could do everything and knew how to do everything. Anyway, that's what Harvey said. Shen Fang didn't know if it was true or not, but none of that mattered to Shen Fang. Once he found a suitable manager, if these people weren't up to par, he could just replace them.

Anyway, this is America, where money is everything.

Sitting on the sofa in the office, Chen Fang glanced at Ivanka, who was dressed in a white business suit and had long, black stockings, and couldn't help but look at her with a hint of surprise. The young lady truly lived up to her reputation; she was now exuding the aura of a powerful businesswoman.

"Ivanka, let me first talk about the work that our North American branch needs to do, as well as some responsibilities and philosophies."

Ivanka took a sip of coffee and nodded.

"First of all, the main responsibility of the North American branch is to coordinate the distribution of our domestically produced films in the United States."

Ivanka frowned.

"Released in the US? Independently released?"

Shen Fang shook his head: "How is that possible? I don't have any theaters right now, so how can I distribute independently? Your task is to establish connections with the eight major theater chains in the United States. Our company's films have Chinese official backing, so they should give us face, as long as they want to enter the Chinese market."

Ivanka glanced at Shen Fang with surprise—not surprise, but astonishment. She hadn't expected Shen Fang to have connections with the government. It seemed this man had a very powerful background.

“Chen, although you have an official background, the Chinese market is not that important to the Big Eight right now.”

Shen Fang nodded: "That's true. But you won't think that way after the movie 'Hero' is over. Right now, this movie has already grossed nearly 45 million US dollars in our local area. It's estimated that it will gross at least 50 million US dollars by the time it leaves theaters. Do you think Hollywood would miss out on a box office of this size?"

“50 million US dollars???” Ivanka looked at Shen Fang in disbelief.

“Surprised? Foreigners who have never been to China may still think of it as an ancient country. In fact, China has already modernized. Even if its first-tier cities are still somewhat behind New York, the gap is not too big. They will catch up in a few years. China’s economy is slowly taking off, and the film and television industry will gradually rise, with box office revenue increasing. So they will agree.”

Ivanka nodded. When she was young, China was quite different from the backwardness portrayed in the media and movies. While it was somewhat backward, it was vastly different from what the media depicted. As someone from an upper class, she knew this was a deliberate smear campaign—a way to fool the American people and make them believe they were the best in the world.

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