Chapter 277 276. It’s over, it’s all over!

Sergey Hassenfeld's villa in New York.

Compared with the luxurious manor of the Newhouse family, his villa is naturally inferior. After all, there is a big gap between the two in terms of family background and the time of rise.

What's more, Sergei is only the king in name only, and the real prime minister is his uncle Alan Hassenfeld.

His power was equivalent to that of Emperor Xian of Han, Liu Xie. He had to obey Boss Cao's orders in everything. He might be stronger than Liu Xie, after all, he could still make decisions on small matters, but he was far worse than Chongzhen.

The maid brought coffee and a plate of oddly shaped fruits.

"Try this. It's a specialty of Brunei, a small country in the Pacific. The two of us went there on vacation some time ago. It tastes very good."

"Vacation? It seems like you guys are still managing your relationship well. I was worried that the year would be over."

Sergey smiled and said, "When you reach my age, you know how to best maintain a relationship without letting rumors spread everywhere."

Eric waved his hands. "Come on, everyone talks about this when they see me. My tongue is almost numb. Where's Winslet? Isn't she here?"

"Yes, but definitely not here. I'm married, so I have to be careful about the impact."

"So you're just going to keep hanging there like this? I'm curious, how long can you hang there? If you can hang there forever, you'll be my big brother."

Sergei choked and said, "Actually Kate also has complaints about this. When we chose to be together last year, of course we had to thank you for your help."

"There were several men pursuing her at that time, from Britain and the United States, including producers, singers, actors, etc., but I won out."

"But I also made a promise that I would divorce as soon as possible, make our relationship public, and hold a luxurious wedding with her in an open and aboveboard manner."

"But you know the reality. This is difficult. My wife will definitely file a lawsuit and want to get a large sum of money."

"This woman is secondary. What's more important is my uncle Alan. He won't agree. Don't be afraid that you will laugh at Eric. I haven't dared to mention this to him yet."

"Hasbro is growing rapidly right now, and Alan won't allow any behavior that would have an adverse impact on the company. He's a control freak!" Eric helped him explain the reason.

Sergey nodded in a very bachelor way: "Yes, he is a control freak, everyone knows it."

Eric sipped his coffee gently, feeling the factor flowing through his blood.

"Sergey, I know your situation is difficult, so I came here this time to help you solve this problem."

"Haha. You? How do you solve it?" Sergei laughed sarcastically.

"You are just afraid of Alan, so kill Alan and the problem will be solved!"

"Murder! Is this a joke? Are you crazy?" Sergei was shocked.

"You are crazy. You don't need to kill him to get rid of him. Just make him abdicate. I'm going to ask you a question, and you must answer it honestly."

"explain."

"Do you want to be the real controller of Hasbro? Do you want to get rid of your puppet identity? Do you want to be a real man who can make decisions for your own feelings?"

Sergei rolled his eyes speechlessly. "Eric, what nonsense are you talking about? If I had the ability, I would have kicked that yellow-faced woman away and let Alan go back to Canada to retire, but the problem is that I don't have that ability."

"I have!"

"What?"

After a pause, Eric said seriously, "I said I have it. As long as you are willing to help, we can work together to drive Alan away."

"If I want to get rid of that old guy, the minimum requirement is to control more company shares than he does, and I'm about to do that."

"Now we just need your help. As long as you can get the support of more than half of the directors, Alan will be dead."

Listening to Eric finish his words word by word, Sergei was a little puzzled: "Eric, you are not kidding me."

"Do I look like a joke?"

"That's not the tone, but did you know that Alan owns 17% of Hasbro? That's a pretty big share. How much do you have?"

“I’m also at 17 percent.”

Shocked! Sergey was obviously stunned by this number, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

He asked loudly: "Where did you get the shares? Have you gained the trust of those investment institutions? Are you their agent?"

"No, I'm just my own agent. Don't worry about where I got the shares from. You just need to know that I can now compete with Alan."

"Let me ask you one more thing. How are the sales of Transformers toys going now? Five months ago, they were twice as high as last year's sales. What are the figures now?"

"That bet agreement!"

"Yes, I must know whether the bet has been fulfilled. Once the sales volume is quadrupled, the maximum clause must be fulfilled."

"Hasbro will either pay MGM 55% of the net profit from the toys or a 4% equity stake in MGM."

"At that time, as long as you stand up and advocate the transfer of equity, I can control 21% of the equity, and the right to speak will be transferred to us."

"Sergey, I came here today to confront you. I trust our relationship and believe that you will not betray me."

"Likewise, I will not let your contribution go to waste. As long as you are willing to help me get rid of Alan, you will have the final say in Hasbro from now on, and you will be the real boss."

"Just like YouTube and Facebook, I am responsible for planning and coordinating the company's development direction and formulating policies, while you are responsible for specific operations and management."

"You can divorce if you want, and marry whoever you want. I will only applaud and congratulate my friend."

"Sergey, my good friend and brother, your destiny has come to a crossroads. It's time to make a choice!"

This time Sergei was stunned for a long time. He just sat there with an expressionless face, struggling with his inner thoughts.

This is a big deal. She has plastic surgery to become a young model in the club, and she has done splits to become a young model in the adult entertainment industry.

Eric could just walk away, but he had no other place to go.

Seeing how he was struggling, Eric couldn't rush him, so he stood up and patted his shoulder: "Think about it carefully, I'll wait for your answer, as soon as possible!"

After saying this, he was about to leave, but just as he opened the door, Sergei suddenly stood up and grabbed him.

"Wait wait wait, I need more information, sit down and let's talk."

"Any ideas?"

"Brother, you have to let me think clearly. This is a difficult decision."

"How about this, stay at my house tonight. It's pretty big anyway, so let's have a deeper discussion."

"Sure, although there's an emergency press conference waiting for me to hold when I get back."

Early the next morning, Eric flew back to Los Angeles.

He closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

After talking late into the night last night, Sergei's years of repression and anger erupted, and he finally decided to have sex with Eric to vent his pent-up resentment.

Of course, the main thing is to review the advantages of our side. After summarizing, I found that they are still very large, and the possibility of success is indeed not low.

First they were in the dark while Alan was in the light, and Eric planned for a long time.

Secondly, Eric has shares in his hands, so the basic situation is stable and everyone feels at ease.

Then Alan became more and more erratic after the death of his child, and offended almost everyone in the company over the years.

The only reason he hasn't stepped down is because he has a lot of shares and Hasbro's performance is also good. As long as you can lead everyone to make money, no matter how big the grudge is, you can tolerate it.

But resentment will only grow more the more you endure it, and everyone just holds it back and dares not explode.

Once there is a turning point, Sergei believes he can convince many people to stand on Eric's side.

Now he went to check the accounts and verify the completion of the gambling agreement. As long as the standards were met, it would be time to launch a surprise attack on Allen Hassenfeld.

Dad also came home from Mexico last night and brought good news.

Jim Giannopoulos accepted the good intention and would use his power to cause trouble for Robert within Fox.

The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!

Even if we can't force him to withdraw from the alliance, we can at least tie his hands.

The price is that Eric has to provide the other party with a sum of money. Anyway, the worse Fox is beaten, the more confident Jim will be in getting a new contract next year.

The company loses, but the individuals benefit.

I am just a senior worker, so of course I need to think more about myself. The company will step aside for a while! In the MGM office building, a press conference is being prepared.

Two days ago, MGM announced that it would make a thorough clarification of the incident and invited all media across the country to witness it.

But it is obvious that only online media are willing to buy his story, while major TV stations and newspapers have not responded.

But things were different after visiting Judy's parents yesterday. The Newhouse family still has considerable influence.

Moreover, the media is not a monolithic entity. There are power struggles within the media, and they can easily mobilize the resources of their own faction.

So many media who were originally not interested in this press conference suddenly showed up at the scene.

Among the large public TV stations, CBS and NBC came, and reporters from major newspapers and magazines with influence across the country or in several states, such as The New Yorker, The New York Times, and People, also arrived one after another.

Although not all of them were present, these were enough to create a public opinion storm across the United States.

After getting off the plane, Eric hurried to the company, and Carol reported the situation to him.

Lionheart Network’s live broadcast was also launched simultaneously. Even though the press conference had not officially started yet, millions of people had already flocked into the live broadcast room.

Swish, swish, swish. As Eric led the way in, white light flashed continuously.

Everyone sat down, and Eric turned on the microphone: "I know what you want to know, and I also know what the national audience wants to know."

"Fortunately, after our unremitting efforts, we finally found Bar Refaeli, who is willing to attend the press conference and restore the truth to everyone."

In front of the TV, Howard Stringer's face changed drastically. He quickly picked up the phone and called Barry Farley, but as expected, the phone was turned off.

He swallowed his saliva with a gulp, his mind full of questions.

That’s not right. Barrafaeli should be in Japan, and he would send me messages every day to let me know he was safe. What’s going on?

"Did Eric Cooper find a fake one?"

An outrageous idea popped into his mind, and then he saw the real person on TV.

In an instant, Howard Stringer was in a daze, as if he was hit by a thunder.

He was not the only one who was confused. The reporters at the scene and tens of millions of viewers in front of the screen were also confused, yet extremely excited.

There will definitely be something big to eat today!

Barrefaeli took off her hat, sunglasses and mask to show that she was indeed herself.

After taking a deep breath, she said, "It's a hoax, this is a hoax, everything is a huge conspiracy against Eric, everything you see is fake."

Boom! As expected, there was a huge explosion as soon as he opened his mouth, and the reporters' eyes lit up.

Barrett then told the story in a slightly altered version, naturally describing herself as a naive young girl who was deceived.

Although I made a mistake, I am willing to return to the camp of justice and tell the truth. I hope everyone will criticize me less because I have turned over a new leaf.

"Here's the thing, this is all Harvey Weinstein's fault, he caused this."

"When I realized it, it was too late. I must apologize to everyone. I'm sorry!"

Miramax, the Weinstein brothers were also paying attention to the development of the situation at this time. When they saw Bar Refaeli directing the fire on herself, they both thought it was not good.

Bob Weinstein looked at his brother angrily: "Is this your plan? That bitch can't be trusted at all!"

"This isn't my fault. How did that guy find people? Howard said he was safe. I need to call him."

"What's the point of saying this now? The whole country is watching us. We must come up with a solution quickly."

Harvey Weinstein was strong and calm: "What's there to be afraid of! Even if Bar Lefaeli throws dirty water on me, do I have to admit it?"

"Who can tell the difference between truth and falsehood? Many people will think that the bitch was coerced by Eric Cooper. This matter cannot be explained clearly. At best, it is just a bad debt."

Bob Weinstein sighed: "It's better to do so. You must keep your mouth shut."

Before the two of them could finish their conversation, a video started playing on the TV screen. The scene in the video was very familiar to them, especially the bright red sofa. It must be Harvey Weinstein's office.

"Rafaeli, as long as you are willing to cooperate, you will be the heroine of "Iron Fist Man"."

"Russell Crowe is the leading actor and Ron Howard is the director. They are both first-rate in the industry, and this will be an Oscar-winning film."

"If you take part in this movie, I promise you that you will at least get a nomination for the Best Actress Oscar next year."

"You can totally trust my methods. The reason why Gwyneth Paltrow won the Best Actress award is because I and Miramax are standing behind her."

"But if I frame Eric Cooper, will I be retaliated against?"

"Revenge? Hahaha. What are you worried about? As long as it is done properly, MGM will be seriously damaged. Eric Cooper has no time to retaliate against you. He is already in a difficult situation."

After a long conversation, the screen turned to a scene not suitable for children, and the video was cut off.

Harvey Weinstein's face twitched. First his hands began to tremble uncontrollably, then his entire arms began to tremble, and finally all the fat on his body began to shake.

It’s over, it’s all over!

(End of this chapter)