Chapter 431 Oscars red carpet, pregnancy secret revealed (4K)
Boom boom boom
"Boss, it's time to go."
In the office, shortly after Daniel DeVito left, Lewinsky came to the door and knocked.
The big-butt woman was wearing a grey women's suit and a straight skirt and high heels. Her curvy figure formed a beautiful chord angle with the door frame, with her plump and round buttocks as the point of intersection.
But Link was busy writing the script and had no time to appreciate the scenery. He looked at his watch. It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and there were still three hours before the 69th Academy Awards ceremony began. He needed to prepare to enter in advance.
"Boss, do you want to prepare a speech?"
Lewinsky walked up to him, straightened his collar, and sent the peach scent of her body to his nose.
"Forget it. I don't know if I can win the prize this time. No need to prepare in advance."
Link lifted the woman's chin and kissed her red lips, then left the office.
After returning to the villa, Jennifer Connelly, Nicole Kidman, Renée Zellweger, Jodie Foster and others were ready to set off, and the group drove to the Sacred Citizens Auditorium in three groups.
This year's Oscars ceremony is taking place here.
"Link is here!!"
When he got off the extended version of the Cadillac Escalade, the fans and reporters at the scene suddenly became agitated and shouted his name loudly. Many enthusiastic fans pushed the isolation barriers forward, and the scene was very chaotic for a while.
The crowd finally calmed down after being guided by the police and security personnel.
Link, dressed in a neat suit, walked onto the red carpet hand in hand with the beautifully dressed Jennifer Connelly.
"Link! Link!"
Many fans shouted his name in unison, and occasionally many male fans shouted "Jennifer, you are so beautiful" and "Jennifer, I love you".
It's not surprising that Link is so enthusiastic about his fans. Not only is he a billionaire and a powerful director, he's also the 'No. 1 Sexiest Man in the World'. These titles have a fatal attraction to female fans, who hope to attract his attention by screaming.
Most of his male fans are his admirers, who admire him for his ability to make money and to pick up girls. It is said that many pick-up girls associations regard him as a spiritual idol and pray in front of his photo every time before going out to pick up girls.
"Honey, you have so many fans, can you give me some?"
Jennifer Connelly joked with him as she waved off to the sidelines.
"Okay, I'll give it all to you."
Link held the girl's hand and smiled.
"Director Link, please wait! Can I ask you a few questions?"
Dozens of reporters holding signs outside the venue shouted loudly.
Link nodded, indicating that he could answer their three questions.
Reporters from media outlets including the Los Angeles Times and the Hollywood Reporter rushed to ask questions.
In the past, reporters liked to ask him about his scandals when they saw him, but there were too many of them, and the media were almost numb to reporting them every day, and the public gradually lost interest in these news.
Therefore, most of the questions asked by reporters today were related to the Oscars.
For example, if he was asked if he had the confidence to win the Best Director Award, how many Oscars he planned to win today, why Michelle Pfeiffer and Sandra Bullock didn't come, and whether the rumor that they were pregnant was true or false?
Link answered the first few questions calmly. He neither denied nor confirmed the rumors about Michelle and others being pregnant. He only said that he would give a unified reply in a while.
After hearing his reply, the reporters keenly felt that the rumors were true. Several top Hollywood actresses might really be pregnant, and they were all Link's children.
This news is so explosive that if it can be reported, it will definitely become the biggest entertainment news of the year.
"Director Link, so is it true that Monica, Michelle, Sandra, Sophie Marceau, Julianne, etc. are pregnant? Why did you let them get pregnant at the same time? Is there any plan?"
Los Angeles Times reporter Al Simmons shouted excitedly.
Other media reporters also shouted out similar questions, some with their voices trembling with excitement.
Just three questions arrived.
Link waved goodbye and left with the beautiful Jennifer in his arms.
“This bastard!”
Al Simmons couldn't help but pump his fist as he looked at Link's back.
"How can you curse? Although Link didn't answer this question, he, a big boss, was willing to stop and accept our interview. This attitude is more friendly than many big shots."
laughed Charlie Munger, a reporter for the San Francisco Chronicle.
"I scolded Link not because of this incident, but because this guy is such a scumbag. Michelle Pfeiffer and Sandra Bullock are such good women. They risked their reputation and career for him and made such great sacrifices, but he is still fooling around. He is such a scumbag. This bastard should be shot."
Al Simmons' face flushed.
Charlie Munger frowned. "I remember you said you liked Michelle Pfeiffer. Later, Michelle became Link's girlfriend. Then you fell in love with Sandra Bullock. You thought she had a cheerful personality and a sexy figure. She was a great woman, right?"
Al Simmons looked even uglier.
"Hahaha, hey, I get it. Not only did the two female celebrities you liked become Link's women, they also got pregnant with his children. This kind of thing is indeed worth getting angry about, and Link really deserves to be scolded."
Charlie Munger laughed.
Al Simmons glanced at him and said, "I remember you said that the woman you like and admire the most is Ms. Dianna."
"Don't mention Ms. Dienna!"
Charlie Munger's face turned pale instantly, and he gritted his teeth to interrupt Simons's next words.
Al Simmons shrugged his shoulders and started writing something in his notebook. After a few seconds, he heard Charlie Munger scolding:
"Link is indeed a bastard and a scumbag!"
Al Simmons snickered. After Link did not deny the rumors that Monica and Michelle were pregnant, there were not only the two reporters who secretly cursed Link at the scene, but also many others.
If this news were reported, I believe countless men across the United States and the world would curse Link.
Now all he has to do is report the news.
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"Hey, Link!"
As soon as she walked off the red carpet, Michael Ovitz strode up from behind. He was wearing a loose suit and looked a bit greasy.
Link and Ovitz didn't meet often. He remembered that he still had some hair on his head when they last met. Now there are only a few sparse tufts left, which look desolate and barren under the breeze.
"Michael, why are you here at the awards ceremony?"
"Haha, I heard you were going to win the Best Director Award, so I came over specially to applaud and cheer for you."
Ovitz grinned.
"That's a reason. I hope your trip won't be in vain."
"Haha, no, this year's Oscar for Best Director goes to you. No one else is qualified to win this award except you."
Ovitz gestured, showing his full confidence in Link.
Link had nothing to talk about with him, so after a few words, he was ready to leave with Jennifer in his arms.
But Ovitz didn't want to let him go and continued to follow him to the auditorium, saying that he had something to talk to him about.
After Link sat down, Ovitz also sat down next to him and started chatting enthusiastically.
When people around saw the two men's postures, they couldn't help but reveal puzzled expressions. Rumor has it that the two are sworn enemies, fighting from 1993 to this year, from the box office battle to street gunfights, and it is almost a fight to the death.
How could these two people sit together and chat calmly?
"Link, I heard that you took over MGM's movie project 007?"
Ovitz asked.
Link nodded, "Let's shoot 007 first. I will shoot Disney's Robbery at the end of the year and try to finish it before January next year."
"Don't worry, that's not what I want to talk about."
Ovitz looked around and lowered his voice, "You know what's happening at MGM right now, right? The fiscal deficit is as high as $3.5 billion, and it's only one step away from bankruptcy. Many media outlets predict that MGM won't survive this year. Do you understand what I mean?"
"It's not that serious. MGM is the oldest film company in Hollywood with the deepest foundation. The company also has thousands of film and television libraries and other valuable assets. Even if it has more debt, it can continue to support itself and even turn losses into profits."
MGM Studios was founded in 1924 and is one of the eight major film studios in the early days of Hollywood. It is also a symbol of American films and Hollywood. Even the Academy Awards were initiated by Louis B. Mayer, president of MGM Studios, and almost all the winners of the first few Oscars were from MGM.
It was not until the 1950s, when industry monopoly laws were introduced and televisions entered thousands of households, that MGM began to decline.
But the company's foundation is still there, such as the "007" series, "Tom and Jerry", etc., and it will have no problem lasting another three to five years.
"Link, MGM is not just guessing. It's not that easy to turn losses into profits. We all know that the current North American film market is becoming more and more competitive. Last year was more intense than the year before, and this year's film market will also be more intense than last year. In such fierce competition, companies with weak competitiveness are bound to be eliminated. Among the current eight major film companies, MGM is in the worst situation. Who do you think will be eliminated first?"
Ovitz laughed coldly.
"Even if you're right, what does this have to do with us?"
"Link, I am discussing this with you sincerely, please don't play dumb here."
Ovitz glanced around and continued in a low voice, "Competitors are rivals. There are currently eight major film companies in Hollywood, which is too crowded. If there is one less, the seven major studios will be able to gain more market share, and every company will benefit from it. So why should we take the initiative to push and let MGM rest in peace sooner?"
Ovitz's cold smile, coupled with his squinting eyes, made him look a bit like a villain.
Link stroked his chin, "Disney is preparing to take action against MGM, and you come to me to cooperate?"
Ovitz shook his head and said in a deeper voice, "In fact, the life and death of MGM is in your hands. MGM's current financial situation is extremely poor, and the box office revenue earned each year is not enough to pay the bank interest. Now they are going all out and spending more than 100 million US dollars to shoot the 007 sequel. This approach is very risky.
As long as you do something when filming "007" and make the movie lose money at the box office, MGM will definitely not survive until next year. Once MGM goes bankrupt, Guess What Pictures will have the opportunity to swallow it up, make up for Guess What Pictures' lack of qualifications, and replace MGM as one of the overlords in Hollywood. This matter will only benefit you and Guess What Pictures. "
Ovitz's words were powerful, but Link was not moved at all.
Although some of his words were correct, such as MGM was on the verge of bankruptcy, the box office losses of "007" would make MGM's situation worse, and MGM's bankruptcy would be beneficial to the development of Guess What? Pictures.
But he was asked to tamper with the film projects in order to bring down MGM Studios.
Of course he wouldn't agree.
His purpose in taking on the role of "007" was to earn money, gain experience, and gain physical strength by shooting a big movie project. He could only earn money if "007" was shot well, but it would be a waste of time if it was not shot well.
This is also the reason why he is always very serious every time he takes a movie.
As for when MGM went bankrupt, it didn't matter to him.
As long as the films of the Guess Studios continue to sell well and remain in the top three every year, the revenue of the seven major studios will definitely decrease and the situation will become worse and worse.
In another five to ten years, MGM will not be the only company on the verge of bankruptcy.
So when dealing with the Big Seven Studios, he didn't need to use any conspiracy or tricks. He only needed to release one blockbuster movie after another to make the Big Seven Studios powerless to fight back.
"Link, what do you think of this idea?"
Ovitz winked.
Link glanced at him and said, "Do you take me for a fool? I signed a box office sharing contract with MGM. How can I make money if 007 loses money?"
"If 007 is a hit, you can get at most 300 or 400 million, but MGM will go bankrupt because of it, and you can make hundreds of millions or even billions, and you may even have a chance to take over MGM. You know which is more and which is less better than me." Ovitz continued to persuade.
Link smiled softly, "Michael, this is the difference between us. You guys can do anything to make money, regardless of rules and laws, but I am different. Since my debut, every dollar I have earned has been legitimate.
Because of this, my opponents have tried to exploit my weaknesses to attack me but have not been able to find an opportunity. I have also earned tens of billions of dollars by following my own rules. Now you want me to break my rules for just a few billion dollars. Isn’t that too funny? "
"this"
Ovitz opened his mouth, speechless.
"Besides, I'm a director. My job is to make every movie well, to make more and better movies that the audience likes and that investors can make a profit. If I'm lucky, I can even win an Oscar and receive honors. But you advised me to deliberately mess up the movie to harm my collaborators and become a person without professional ethics. Is this reasonable? In addition, if I deliberately messed up when filming "007", would you feel comfortable handing over the project of "Armageddon" to me?"
"No, no, I'm just giving you a suggestion, a suggestion that is full of errors. You don't have to take it seriously."
Ovitz wiped the oily sweat from his forehead.
Link leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs and sighed, "Michael, I always thought that competition in the same industry was a very interesting thing. In this industry, everyone uses various moves within the rules to attack opponents, or to guard against opponents' hidden moves.
Winning the victory after a tough fight, just like a boxing match, should be the most commendable thing in our career, even more meaningful than earning billions or tens of billions of dollars.
But if you use any means to hurt others and yourself in competition, then the meaning of competition is lost, and even if you win, there is no honor at all, what do you think? "
"Yes, yes, you are right, I totally agree with this."
Ovitz continued to wipe his sweat. "Link, don't let your imagination run wild. I really didn't arrange the shooting last year. I swear to God."
"I know. If it was you who did this, I wouldn't be able to reason with you so calmly."
"Okay, thank you for trusting me. The award ceremony is about to start. I'll go sit over there. I hope you win more golden statues."
Ovitz left in such a hurry that he almost bumped into Ben Affleck and Jim Carrey.
The people in the audience looked at him in confusion. He was chatting happily with Link before, and he looked wise and ambitious, but how come he became pale and sweaty in the blink of an eye?
This is so abnormal.
Everyone looked at Link, who was sitting steadily in the middle, in doubt and surprise, and secretly admired him. Ovitz was and is one of the Hollywood giants, but this giant was at a loss and panicked when facing Link.
This cannot but say that Link is really amazing.
"What are these two doing?"
In the back row of the "Sex and the City" crew seating area, Harvey Weinstein also noticed the situation in front of him. His eyes fell on Ovitz and he had many doubts in his mind.
"Honey, what are you talking about? Why is Michael Ovitz so scared?"
Jennifer Connelly sat down and hugged his arm.
"He wanted to do something bad, but I pointed it out to him and advised him to be a good person. Ovitz felt embarrassed and left."
"Honey, you're amazing."
Jennifer smiled and kissed his cheek, her soft lips making his pores open a little.
Link smiled softly and took the back of the girl's hand and patted it.
"Hey, Link, Jennifer, I hope I didn't disturb your intimate moment?"
Juliette Binoche and the leading actors and actresses of "The English Patient", Ralph Fiennes, Kristin Scott Thomas, and Aamir Khan came over, greeted him, and sat down in an empty seat in the second row.
Except Aamir Khan, the other three were nominated for Academy Awards.
"It doesn't matter."
Link responded.
"Link, can you predict how many awards we can win this time?"
Juliette Binoche laughed.
"Of course the more the better."
While they were chatting, the host and old acquaintance Billy Crystal walked up to the podium and announced the start of the award ceremony.
(End of this chapter)
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