Chapter 128128. Michael is ready

After reading the New York Times report, Eric threw the newspaper to the ground in anger.

As expected, Ami Am, this little ruffian, has started to use his power to gain traffic.

The lyrics of his new single "Just Lost It" are an undisguised insult to MJ.

For example, “Come here little kiddies on my lap.”

"Come on kid, lie on my lap."

“I done touched on everything but little boys”

"I touched everything except little boys."

"Bend now, touch your toes, and just glide"

"Bend over, stand on your toes, and do a moonwalk."

“like TP for my bunghole”

"Like teleported directly to my hole."

These lyrics are a complete and undisguised insult, treating the rumors of MJ's child molestation as a funny anecdote to mock and insult.

Some people may think that rap is all about criticizing something if you don’t like it, and that’s the culture of rap.

Eminem is just promoting this method and he has no ill will towards Mike.

This statement is completely nonsense. Do you think everyone is blind? You can tell at a glance whether there is malicious intent.

This guy even knew how to stack armor on himself and wrote two lyrics to show that he was joking.

“Thats not a stab a Michael, thats just a metaphor”

"The song doesn't insult Michael, it's just a metaphor."

I'm just psycho, I go a little bit crazy sometimes

He knew how to stack armor for himself, so he must also know how stupid and bad what he did was. He was afraid of being attacked, so he bought insurance first.

After thinking about it, Eric called Mike. He hadn't seen him for a while and didn't know if his single was ready.

The phone rang a few times and then it was connected.

"Hi, Eric." MJ's somewhat low voice came from the other side.

"What's wrong, Mike? From your tone, you seem unhappy."

"Nothing, just a little bother."

"Is it because of Eminem's new song? I just saw it in the newspaper."

Michael paused for a moment and said, "You know that too? I don't even know this person, let alone why he insulted me like this!"

Eric said coldly: "Michael, like I said, you are too kind and always think that others are as kind as you, but there are many poisonous snakes in this world."

"This guy, Eminem, is clearly trying to use your fame to hype himself up. For the sake of profit, this mad dog won't care about others."

"Why do you do this? I really don't understand. Amy Eminem has already won the Oscar for Best Song and has become famous in the rap circle, but she still uses such despicable means."

Michael's voice was obviously a little annoyed. He rarely lost his temper in public in front of the media and always maintained his composure. He only showed his anger in front of his friends and relatives.

"Because in the eyes of such villains, song sales are the most important. For the sake of sales, let alone insulting you, he can even curse the whole world to death. Some people just have no bottom line."

"Michael, don't let others take advantage of your kindness. Take up the weapon of law. You must sue him and make him apologize publicly."

Maikou was a little hesitant: "Is this a good idea? The trial of my case will be held soon. I am worried that suing him now will not only be useless, but will make the situation worse."

"Do you think this bastard will use the trial to attack you? Will he use the incident to increase hype?"

"Yes, since he chose to believe the rumors and insult me, it is not impossible for him to go further. There are too many people who don't know the truth now. To be honest, I hope the trial will come soon so that I can clear my name."

Eric tapped the table lightly and thought for a moment. He felt that Michael's choice might make more sense, and he himself was a little impulsive.

It may not be a good time to initiate legal proceedings now. By the time the truth comes out, these guys will continue to be stubborn.

There would be no need for Michael to sue at that time, as there would naturally be fans and a large number of people claiming to be righteous who would rush to crush them.

"Michael, maybe you are right, but I still don't want to let him go. If there is a media interview, just keep your composure. I will definitely curse at you. Anyway, it's not the first time I've scolded someone. Who is afraid of who?"

Maikou chuckled, his tone becoming much more relaxed.

"Don't worry Eric, I won't do nothing. Don't forget our song, it's already been produced."

"Really?" Eric was a little surprised.

"Well, the filming of the MV was basically completed last week. In the past few days, I have used my personal connections to contact some radio stations, mainly black radio stations. I think it is time to release it."

Eric was also excited to hear the good news.

"That's great. I'll contact DreamWorks right away and prepare for the release. Mike, 'Rolling in the Deep' was completed at the right time. Let's teach this little scoundrel a lesson and teach him what a real song is."

Michael hummed heavily and said, "Eric, I'll leave it to you."

"No problem. I guarantee that DreamWorks will do its best. And when David Geffen sees the benefits, who would resist money unless he is a fool?"

The two chatted for a while and unknowingly talked about the upcoming Facebook launch.

Perhaps because Eric had helped him so much, Michael had never found a suitable opportunity to repay him. After learning about the role of Facebook, he expressed his willingness to join.

"Eric, let me help you with something too. Besides, the social form you mentioned is very trendy. I like new popular things. Just like when MSN came out, I was one of the first to use it, although I don't use it now."

But this time it was Eric who was a little hesitant.

"Michael, to be honest, I don't want to get involved with you, because once you open a Facebook account, not only will your fans follow you, but you will also be subject to abuse and attacks from a large number of haters."

"In the past, these guys could only say a few words in forums, chat rooms or offline, and that was it. At least we didn't see it and didn't get annoyed."

"But if you open an account, you have to face these attacks, and I don't want it to affect you."

But Michael seemed determined to persist.

"Eric, let me ask you, can my entry bring attention to Facebook?"

"Yes, and it's a huge amount of attention. Even those who curse you can't open an account just to curse you. As long as they participate in social networking, every user will eventually become a part of Facebook, which will help Facebook grow into a towering tree."

"Then why are you hesitating? Not only will I get involved, I will also mobilize my friends. You can also mobilize the celebrities around you. The driving effect of celebrities is always stronger than that of ordinary people."

The advice given by Mike instantly hit Eric's highlight.

He slapped his forehead, wondering if he was crazy at the time. How could he have forgotten the most useful card in his hand?

At all times, the star effect is the best attraction for the general public, especially young people.

Think about the fans on Chinese Weibo. Although most of them are fake fans, even if each star only has one-tenth of active real fans, the total is still an extremely terrifying number.

When it comes to international social media platforms like Twitter, YouTube and Facebook, the number of fans of celebrities is even more terrifying.

I was really limited by David Fincher's "The Social Network" and I even forgot this trump card.

Just imagine how much traffic will be generated when Facebook goes online on June 1, and celebrities such as MJ, Spielberg, Stallone, Johnny Depp, Hopkins, Edward Norton, Julianne Moore, Nicole, the Olsen sisters, and many more open accounts one after another.

Coupled with the promotion strategy that has already been formulated, conquering 4,000 colleges and universities in the United States in two months is no longer the goal, but to occupy the entire United States.

"Thank you, Mike. You have opened up new horizons for me. I also want to give you a suggestion. Recruit a few people to manage your account, especially during the current period. You must pay attention to deleting comments."

"Yeah, I know what you mean. Maria called me. We can talk some other time."

"Wait a minute, Mike, there's something else I think I need to tell you."

"What?"

"Regarding your trial, I can try to get some evidence in your favor, but I must ask for your consent."

This time, Michael was silent for a long time. If Eric hadn't heard his breathing, he would have thought he had hung up the phone.

After a while, he finally spoke: "Will violence be used? I don't want the child to get hurt. He must have been coerced by his parents."

"No, don't worry, I also believe the child is innocent."

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"Well, thank you Eric, your presence is so important, like a savior in my life."

After hanging up the phone, Eric finally felt relieved.

Even though he helped MJ a lot, the United States is different from China, and people in the United States pay attention to the sense of boundaries between each other.

Even between parents and children, and lovers, there must be a certain distance and privacy.

Therefore, he would not take any action on his own without Maikou's consent, as that might cause dissatisfaction on the other party.

This time, Eminem's insults and provocations, coupled with the recent media reports of Janet Arvizo entering and leaving the law firm.

Everything was going in a bad direction. It seemed that Maikou had finally faced the reality and no longer had any illusions about that family.

In the room, a faint fragrance wafted out from the kitchen, and Eric's stomach suddenly began to growl.

I stood up and walked over, only to see Nicole wearing Eric's white shirt, standing in front of the stove and waving a shovel.

She was tall, and even men's clothes could only cover her hips.

The shirt fluttered up and down as her arms danced, causing her elastic buttocks to be vaguely visible.

It is said that women who cook are sexy, and Eric has experienced it.

He walked over gently and hugged Nicole's waist from behind. She screamed in fright and the pancake-like object in the shovel flew out.

"Hehe. Stop it. I'm cooking!"

"You look so sexy, darling. Just the sight of you is enough to fill my stomach."

"Hahaha, I'm serious. Stop joking. It will be healed soon. We still have a long day. We have plenty of time."

"No, I like this scene. You do yours, I do mine, and we don't interfere with each other."

After kissing her again and again until she was shaking all over, Eric suddenly withdrew.

"Okay, go on dear."

Hearing this, Nicole stared at him with wide eyes: "Eric, you are such a little bastard! Don't leave! Keep going!"

Eric smiled and waved the phone in his palm: "If you don't let me go out to work, you have to let me make a few calls. If you want, hurry up."

After teasing Nicole, Eric called Fitz Heisenberg.

"Boss, what's the matter?"

"Fitz, regarding the server issue you mentioned last time, I've thought about it and feel that we need to speed up the process. With our current server group, how many users can it accommodate?"

"10 million people, but it is only temporary because as users continue to post new updates, data storage will increase over time and the pressure will be greater."

"The 10 million people I mentioned are based on the valuation of three updates per person per day, not including comments, which is probably enough to support half a year."

"Can it only accommodate 10 million people? No, that's too few. Install the blade server you mentioned as soon as possible. I want to increase the number to 50 million."

"Uh, boss, isn't 50 million a bit too much? Last year's report showed that about 50% of households in the United States have access to the Internet, but households do not represent individuals. Excluding the elderly and children, I don't think that many people will be needed for the time being."

We should realize that we are not yet at a stage where everyone has access to the Internet. The rate in the United States is only 50%, not to mention other countries.

Eric asked, "Fitz, I plan to get a group of celebrities to promote on Facebook, which will definitely bring in a huge amount of traffic. How much do you think is appropriate?"

"30 million people, I think that's enough for now. Even if it's not enough, we can always add more. Don't worry, boss. There's plenty of time."

"Okay, I'll do as you say, but be quick and try to finish it before Facebook goes live."

"OK."

As soon as Eric finished the call, Nicole came out with a soup bowl.

Seeing this, he also went to the kitchen to serve the meal. In a short time, Nicole cooked three dishes.

Although they are all relatively simple and look terrible, they are already pretty good for a big star.

Eric picked up a piece of olives, put it in his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it.

Nicole looked at him anxiously: "How is it? Does it taste good?"

"It's OK, at least it's cooked through. It should taste better with some salad dressing."

Nicole quickly got up to get it: "Honey, there's only ketchup, do you want more?"

"That's fine. I'm not usually picky about food. Come and eat."

The two sat at the dining table and Eric served Neeko stew.

"Hmm! The potatoes are not cooked through and are still a little raw inside. What should I do?"

"Then let me eat it."

"Um."

Nicole picked the potatoes off her plate and put them on Eric's.

The warm sunlight shone in from the balcony and fell on the two of them.

"Eric, this feels so good."

"What?"

“This kind of home feeling is really good, very warm and makes people feel very comfortable.”

With a smile, Eric knew what the woman was thinking and reached out to hold her in his arms.

(End of this chapter)