Chapter 278 277. When the wall falls, everyone pushes it, and when the drum breaks, everyone beats it!

"OMG! Damn it! How could he do this! Why did he turn off the video? I was watching it with great interest."

"Haha. Is it the head above that's excited, or the head below? The head below!"

"I'm throwing up, this is so gross! Bar Lefali is so hot, and Harvey Weinstein, ugh!"

"Harvey Weinstein has a beer belly and a big belly every day. This damn bastard, I really envy him."

"Did you see that, girls? This is the unspoken rule of Hollywood. This is the entertainment industry you've been dreaming of entering. Be prepared to be stabbed by monsters before you enter."

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! This old guy is so disgusting. My "Saving Private Ryan" and "Shakespeare in Love" are just a bunch of shit."

"Gwyneth Paltrow, haha. I didn't expect that this bitch would be brought out as well. No wonder everyone says that she got to the top through connections. Do you think she has ever been slept with by an orc?"

"It's hard to say about Gwyneth Paltrow. After all, she comes from a wealthy family and has Spielberg as her godfather. Harvey Weinstein probably wouldn't dare to take advantage of her."

"Brother, don't take Spielberg too seriously. He only has a high weight among movie fans, but in the hands of Hollywood players, he is far behind."

"This melon is so delicious today. I'm going to call my friends right away and ask them to come and see it. It's really delicious!"

"You all should apologize to Eric Cooper, he's a decent man and I love him!"

In front of the screen, with the release of this secretly filmed video, the truth has come to light.

The happiest people were the countless spectators. Countless people began to call their friends and families to watch the press conference together.

The ratings of CBS and NBC suddenly skyrocketed, and the people in charge were naturally delighted after receiving the backend data.

Although the Newhouse family intervened, the senior executives in charge of the live broadcast also faced tremendous pressure from within the TV station.

But as long as the data is up and the traffic is up, we will have the confidence to speak.

"Aim, let the camera aim at me, I want a close-up!"

"Tell Melinda and the others to go out quickly and block the door of Miramax and Harvey Weinstein's house. We must ambush him!"

"Come on, give us another surprise. Everyone is waiting to see the show."

On Lionheart.com, the number of people in the live broadcast room soared wildly, breaking through the 10 million mark in a short period of time and charging towards 20 million online users.

The comments below were even more explosive than Eric’s furious speech a few days ago.

Most people don't care about Eric's innocence anymore. They know you are innocent. Okay, stop crying. We believe you. Isn't that enough? But your act of cutting off the video really annoys us. These old perverts are all praying for resources.

Bob Weinstein was so angry that he threw the cup to the ground, his eyes almost spitting fire.

"Xavi, I've advised you a long time ago. I've advised you countless times. Can't you just change your bad habits?"

"Why do you have to play in the office? Why not go home? Even in a hotel!"

"Have you had surgery on your two heads? Have they been swapped? Do you only think with your lower body? Will you die if you don't do that?"

"FUCK! You don't even have the slightest sense of safety precautions. I wish I could strangle you to death now!"

Faced with his brother's anger, Harvey Weinstein couldn't even fart this time.

His fat body was trembling, and he felt chilly all over in the June weather. His brain was about to shut down, and he could only look to his brother for help.

"Bob, it's no use scolding me now. I'm sorry, I really should have listened to you."

"It's just that my long-term success has greatly lowered my vigilance. I really didn't expect that bitch Barlefali would dare to take secret photos. Patrice has checked her."

"Inspect? You tell me it's been inspected? You should install an anti-spy device in your office!"

"Everyone in the company knows that Patrice is just a canary you raised. What does she know? She only knows how to kneel on the ground and suck your silly-haired turtle!"

"Xavi, you have been too arrogant these years. You almost forgot your last name. That's why you ended up in such a mess."

"Trash! All trash! How dare you call yourself the Emperor of Hollywood?"

"It's easy to be an emperor, isn't it? This title is great, isn't it? Louis XVI also felt great. Eric Cooper is about to send you to the guillotine!"

Harvey Weinstein had never been scolded so harshly in his life, but who could he blame? He could only pray, "Bob, we need to do something quickly. I'll call Michael Aeneas for help, and you call Eric Cooper."

"Tell him I give up, Miramax will never go against him again, and I beg for his forgiveness."

"No, no, no, we can't go directly to him. Maybe going to Charlie Cooper is a better choice. We have known Charlie for decades. We have a friendship."

"We are all in Hollywood, why do we have to go to the point of life and death? Please, Bob, I beg you."

After scolding the other party, Bob Weinstein calmed down a little. Looking at his brother who looked so miserable, he couldn't just sit there and do nothing.

After all, they are brothers, and their relationship has not yet broken down.

Moreover, both of them own shares in Miramax, which means they are in the same boat. If Harvey is in trouble, he will be in trouble too.

"I don't know if it's any use to ask Charlie Cooper. He may not be able to control that kid."

"Let's try it. We have to try everything now."

"Okay, I'll try to say nice things."

He picked up his phone and prepared to make a call, but then developments at the press conference made Bob Weinstein put it down again.

After Barlefali finished her story, Eric turned on the microphone and continued, "Everyone has seen it. What is in front of you is the truth."

"MGM was framed, and so was I. But the bad things some people did were not framed, but a living fact."

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman walked out from the backstage. Many reporters and audiences felt that she looked familiar but could not remember her name.

Eric handed the microphone to the other party and signaled her to speak out boldly.

The woman took a deep breath and thought that since things had come to this point, there was nothing to worry about.

"My name is Heather Kyle, some of you may know me from my time on The Players Club."

"It was 1997, and I was looking for opportunities and ended up meeting Harvey Weinstein in Westwood."

"He told me that if I wanted to act in a movie, he could help me, but the prerequisite was that my acting skills had to be good enough, and he wanted to interview me to test my abilities."

"I thought my luck had turned, so I followed him to the hotel, but I didn't expect Harvey Weinstein to suddenly assault me ​​like a wild animal."

"I couldn't resist him, and finally, after Harvey Weinstein got his satisfaction, he agreed to give me a role, but that role only had a few minutes of screen time."

"I stand here bravely today to expose the atrocities of Harvey Weinstein. He is a rapist who used his power to violate me!"

As Heather Kyle spoke, tears began to fall from her eyes, and she looked very pitiful.

There were many female reporters present, and they all clenched their fists as they listened to her talk about that unbearable experience.

Heather Kyle covered her face with her hands and sat there without saying a word, but attracted the attention of all cameras.

Eric sighed, "I didn't want to invite Heather, but the darkness always needs someone to break it. She is a victim, but also a brave person."

"Besides her, there are many more women who have suffered from Harvey Weinstein's clutches. They want everyone to see how shameless this man is!"

Backstage, women came out one after another, ranging in age from teenagers to those in their forties and fifties.

Eric stood up and gave them space.

A grand scene, a scene never seen before.

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"My name is Paula Wrochowiak. In 1980, I was working as a production assistant on Harvey Weinstein's film Burning. He lured me to a hotel, exposed his private parts, and then sexually assaulted me."

"He threatened me with my job and asked me to keep it a secret. At that time, I was a single mother raising a child alone. I had no other choice."

"My name is Tomian Roberts. In 1984, I was a student at Smith College and working as an usher in a New York theater when Harvey Weinstein approached me."

"He used the character as a pretext, invited me into the room to discuss the character, and then he physically assaulted me."

"I'm Lisa Ross, a former Miramax employee who left in 1995. Harvey Weinstein once asked me to give him a massage, and he was naked."

"I'm Katherine Kendall, and Harvey Weinstein promised me an audition for the role in Swingers, but when I got to the hotel, he gave me a wild chase, stripped off his clothes and chased me around the living room, trying to rape me!"

"My name is Dawn Tangning. I used to be a screenwriter, but now I have retired. Last year at the Sunset Hotel, Harvey Weinstein asked me for 3B. If I agreed, I would get a movie contract, but I refused. The darkness of Hollywood is beyond my imagination, so I chose to retire."

Snap!

The phone fell to the floor and Bob Weinstein closed his eyes. He knew there was no need to make the call. The Coopers were clearly going to kill Harvey and begging for mercy was useless.

I walked towards the lounge and opened the door, I saw my disappointing brother hunched over. He was a fat man, but he looked very small.

Walking behind him, I could clearly hear the scolding coming from the phone.

Extremely bad words like "stupid pig who only knows how to mate", "lowly donkey", "dogs are smarter than you" kept popping up.

But Harvey Weinstein did not dare to resist at all, because the person on the other side was his boss, and the only person who could save him at the moment.

After a few minutes, Michael Ainas finally seemed tired of scolding and hung up the phone.

Bang! Harvey Weinstein sat down on the ground like a deflated ball, his eyes almost losing their luster.

He looked at his brother like a pitiful puppy: "Bob, you're not going to leave me, are you?"

Bob Weinstein looked at him with a forced smile, and in his mind he had already begun planning to break up. It was better to die alone than to die together.

The press conference lasted for more than an hour. There was nothing we could do. There were too many people.

Carol found more than 30 women, some of whom had already left the circle, and no one knew where they came from.

Many of them have signed confidentiality agreements. Logically speaking, telling the story today is a violation of the agreement.

But it doesn't matter. Faced with such a strong situation, Harvey Weinstein dares not pursue these matters. He now only asks these women not to sue through legal channels.

My reputation is ruined, so what? At worst, I can just quit Hollywood.

If he is prosecuted, it may not be as simple as just quitting the entertainment industry. There are countless prisons waiting for him across the United States.

The next day came, and Eric, who had completely cleared his name, strode into the gate of MGM like a victorious general.

Even though he happily fought with five women in relays until dawn last night, he was still full of energy and felt full of strength.

The girl at the front desk clapped her hands enthusiastically, and Eric was so happy that he gave her a raise.

As for Harvey Weinstein, this guy doesn't dare to show up now.

Reporters have been trying to block him, but so far no one has been found.

But the bad things he did have completely aroused public indignation, completely torn off the fig leaf of the entertainment industry, and attracted countless condemnations.

In Hollywood, even if you have been to jail, taken drugs, beaten people, or committed domestic violence, you still have a chance to make a comeback. Most of your colleagues will at most say they don't know you, and rarely will they take advantage of your misfortune.

But this time it was different. Even people in the circle stood up to denounce him, including many of Harvey Weinstein’s considered good friends.

It highlights the idea that when a wall falls, everyone pushes it; when a drum breaks, everyone beats it.

Angelina Jolie: "I want to apologize for my cowardice. In fact, I am also a victim of sexual assault by Harvey Weinstein. When I was filming "As You Like It" in 1998, Weinstein was threatening me, but I refused. Today I must tell this story."

Meryl Streep: "I was shocked when I saw the news! It's unbelievable that a person could be so bad. Although I have never heard of such rumors, his evil deeds are unforgivable."

Leonardo DiCaprio, who never comments on other people's privacy, also made a rare statement on Facebook: "Sexual assault is never justified, no matter who you are or how powerful you are. I salute the women who have the courage to stand up and speak out against bad behavior."

Ben Affleck, who worked with Weinstein on films such as Shakespeare in Love and Good Will Hunting, also spoke out about the incident: "I feel very sad and angry that this man who I once worked with has used his power to intimidate, sexually harass and manipulate women over the past few decades."

"I am sickened to read the additional allegations of sexual harassment this morning. They are completely unacceptable. We must support those fighting this and ensure more women are empowered."

Of course, this also includes Gwyneth Paltrow: "I was also sexually assaulted by Weinstein. During the filming of Emma, ​​he asked me to give him a massage, but I refused. Now I can finally speak out about this nightmare."

However, it is obvious that Shuihou’s remarks were not only not liked, but also attracted public ridicule.

You were fucking violated, so why did you still star in "Shakespeare in Love" and Weinstein even helped you win the Best Actress award.

Who would believe you two if you say you two are not having an affair?

(End of this chapter)