Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion-Chapter 522 - 411: Revenge and Audition_2

As a result of two rounds of confrontation, one tie and one loss, he was very displeased.

"How are the other plans going? I really, really don't want to see Link stay in Hollywood any longer,"

"...not smoothly."

Bob explained helplessly.

After clashing with Link in March, he had tried various ways to send women Link's way, hoping to trap him in a scandal.

Unfortunately, Link, the playboy, simply didn't take the bait. Whenever he encountered an unfamiliar beautiful woman, he wouldn't even spare her a second glance, let alone give anyone a chance to misunderstand anything.

It was the same with little Epstein and the boastful old man; Link didn't frequent bars or chaotic parties, so there was no opportunity to drag him down.

"So you're saying we have no way of dealing with him?!"

Upon hearing this, Harvey's blood pressure skyrocketed, and he looked at Bob with a gaze reserved for trash.

"Harvey, we need to be patient with this kind of thing. The more frequently we act, the more vigilant Link becomes and the lower the chances of success. We'll take our time, spot the right opportunity, and then make our move. As long as Link is in the entertainment industry, there will always be a chance to trap him,"

Bob recommended.

"Take our time? Easy for you to say. Do you know how many people are laughing at me right now? As long as Link is in Hollywood a single day, those people will continue mocking me, saying a Hollywood mogul like me can't handle even a small newcomer like Link. It's a huge humiliation, a huge humiliation, you understand?"

Harvey yelled, his face, filled with fleshy folds, turning red.

Bob's muscle at the corner of his eye twitched.

Harvey was dizzy from the media and people around him praising him, thinking of himself as a mogul just because others called him one.

And Link was no minor character either; he was a multi-billionaire, owner of Lionsgate Films.

Lionsgate Films ranked as the seventh or eighth largest in the movie industry, sometimes swapping places, with a market value and production capability somewhat stronger than that of Weinstein Company.

Trying to take down such a person wasn't going to be easy.

"Harvey, don't worry, I've been thinking about how to deal with Link and finally found a weakness. If we strike from this angle, we might have a chance to bring him down,"

Bob suggested, sitting on the sofa, legs crossed elegantly, and lighting a cigarette.

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"Ivanka!"

"Ivanka?"

"Yes, Ivanka is Link's weakness. A big part of Link's current worth and fame can be attributed to her. Without her, the Link Music Company wouldn't be at its current scale, Lionsgate Films wouldn't be as stable as it is now, and without her and the Thompson Family's connections, Link wouldn't have his current influence and would not withstand attacks from the likes of Kunas,"

Bob said emphatically, waving his fist.

As Harvey listened, he stroked his large belly, lost in thought.

"So my advice is to play on their relationship, try to ruin it. Without Ivanka managing the Link Music and Lionsgate Films, both companies would inevitably fall into chaos. Without the Thompson Family's connections to shield him, Link would just be a simple billionaire, and it would be easier to deal with him."

Bob spoke with firmness in his voice.

Harvey nodded in agreement, patting Bob on the back, and laughed heartily, "Dear Bob, I'll leave this matter in your hands."

"No problem, you can trust me to handle it."

Bob flicked ash from his cigarette nonchalantly.

"Additionally, the box office for 'Bridesmaids' is quite high, hire some professional critics to review it, try to bring down its box office numbers. Link predicted this movie would make four to five hundred million, right? I want to turn it into forty to fifty million,"

Harvey sneered with a toad-like grin.

Bob thought for a moment and nodded.

"'Bridesmaids' made over twenty million in three days over the weekend. We'll hire people to write negative reviews, pushing the second week's box office below ten million. In North America, the total would reach at most forty to fifty million. This is not difficult for him to manage."

——

"How is Rami Malek's acting?"

At the Palm Beach Films office building, Link asked as he watched Rami Malek leave the audition office.

"Not bad, he takes acting very seriously and is a genuine actor," said Joaquin Phoenix.

Link nodded; they were at the movie 'Master' auditions scene.

After reading the script, Megan Ellison thought the story was great and was impressed by the quality of several films previously directed by Paul Anderson, with Joaquin also being a considerably talented actor. After some deliberation, she agreed to invest.

The movie production cost was thirty-two million US dollars, Palm Beach Films invested twelve million, Lionsgate Films invested ten million, and Annapurna Pictures invested ten million.

Once the funds were secure, the once-halted crew resumed operations and began the first round of movie auditions to select the other main characters besides the male lead.

Link had read the script and felt that a supporting male role fit Rami Malek well. Considering his good acting skills, he arranged for the crew to extend him an audition invitation.

If Rami landed the role, he planned to sign him to Palm Beach Agency to further his training, hoping he would one day win the Oscars for Best Actor.

Thinking of the Oscars for Best Actor, Link felt somewhat speechless.

Back when he was still a boxer and singer, the media commented he was too successful in boxing and music, too handsome and too rich, and, out of jealousy and exclusion by those unfamiliar, the thousands of judges at the Academy would almost never vote for him.

He had almost no chance of taking home one of those little gold men.

Since he purchased Lionsgate Films and became the owner of the eighth largest film production company, the media deleted the "almost" from their previous articles, republishing them to say he had a 0% chance of winning an Oscar, even if he tried until he was a hundred years old.