Entertainment: My predecessor is a diva and my current boss is a boss

If provocation fails, you will be abused.

Nicholas' face was ashen, and his big hooked nose was also flushed with anger.

The angrier he got, the more old James stared at him with a smile.

It's so enjoyable, it's so refreshing!
The old man feels better than taking Shiquan Dabu pills.

"Mr. Nicholas, Miss Christine and I are going to attend the premiere, please excuse me!"

Ignoring the man-eating eyes of the other party, old James raised his head and hands behind his back, took Xiao Ke and Robert, and walked away.

Only Nicholas was left with a livid face, stomping his feet and cursing softly at the entrance of the theater.

If you scold me, you can scold me, and you can't scold me for a piece of meat.

What I like most is to see my opponent be incompetent and furious, and act like I can't help it.

The old James and the three entered the theater without looking back.

Qiu Changhai whispered flatteringly:
"Boss, why don't we get out of here? Don't attend his shitty premiere!"

"You know what a fart!" Nicholas was full of anger and finally found an object to vent.

"This is what I call finding out the reality of the enemy, so that I can prescribe the right medicine."

Qiu Changhai was taken aback by being scolded, and immediately said with a smile on his face:
"That's right, that's right, you are so wise. There is a proverb in our Dalong Kingdom, which says to know yourself, know your enemy, and win a hundred battles. The meaning is similar to what you said."

"Hmph!" Nicholas' face was not good-looking.

No wonder Sylvester said that this Dalong countryman has nothing but flattery.

His comments were true.

At this moment, Nicholas regretted a little bit, he wanted such a thing to take with him.

He himself said that he and Li Changan were college classmates and roommates, but he didn't know if that was true.

You are not fooling me, are you?
Nicholas had a cold face:
"Okay, let's go in!"

After the two of them entered the theater, they realized that the No. 5000 theater, which can accommodate 14 spectators, was already full of seats.

After a lot of effort, he found the corresponding seat on the ticket and sat down. Nicholas looked around.

He bought tickets for general audience, and the seat was at the back, which was not good.

Across more than a dozen rows of seats, it was the media seats that were invited to attend the premiere.

"Los Angeles Entertainment News"

"Hollywood News"

"North American Film World"

"Hollywood Movie Network"

His eyes flicked across the media seats one by one. In Nicholas's eyes, a meaningful flash disappeared.

These media have a very close relationship with Fox.

Believe in your entrustment, they will take it to heart.

Sensing the gaze from behind, the reporters from those media turned their heads and nodded to him.

Nicholas regained a confident smile on his face.

Even if it was pretending, he still had to give his own people some confidence.

As expected, seeing his expression, the eyes of those people became bright and firm.

"Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the premiere of [Twilight Saga]. I am your old friend, James Cameron..."

He was dressed in a black tuxedo that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, and his thinning hair was meticulously styled.

Old James strode to the center of the stage, held up the microphone and said loudly:
"...The host of today's premiere will be an old man like me!"

Old James was flushed and looked in good spirits.

Thanks to Nicholas for this state, it was precisely because he saw his aggrieved that the old man became elated.

The happier he was, the uglier Nicholas in the audience looked.

The opponent's happiness is often based on his own pain.

Most of the guests in the audience are old James' friends, or partners who have amateur contacts with Summit Entertainment.

Few opponents are as hardheaded as Nicholas, rushing past to make fun of himself.

"Mr. Cameron, don't waste time, we can't wait to enjoy the first magical love masterpiece in movie history."

The principle of people carrying people on sedan chairs is applicable everywhere in the world.

Saying a few good words without paying anything is beneficial to these people but not harmful.

The opponent is the famous James Cameron.

Standing behind was Summit Entertainment, even if it couldn't compare to the behemoths of the eight major film companies.

A listed company with a market value of 13 billion can be regarded as a medium-sized media company in Hollywood.

This is in a beautiful country with a well-developed entertainment industry. Otherwise, with the strength of Peak Entertainment, it would be a well-deserved leader in any other country.

Nicholas, who had calmed down just now, was almost so angry that he spit out another mouthful of old blood when he heard the compliments from the guests.

"Qiu Changhai, remember the names of these people, and send a document after you go back. Twentieth Century Fox will cancel its cooperation with them forever. I am willing to hug Cameron and Summit Entertainment's stinky feet and let them hug them enough!"

The succession of unsatisfactory days these days made Nicholas completely out of anger.

Without killing a few chickens, these monkeys don't know the horror of Fox Corporation.

Nicholas's face was gloomy, and he made up his mind. After returning, he would immediately pick up the guys who danced the most and show them.

"I...uh..." Qiu Changhai murmured and dared not speak.

Nicholas's eyes seemed to breathe fire, and he said coldly:
"Why, didn't you understand what I said?"

The blood on Qiu Changhai's face faded and turned pale:

"Mr. Nicholas... I... don't know the names of these people!"

"........."

Nicholas tightly grasped the armrest next to the seat, took seven or eight deep breaths, and finally restrained the urge to move.

No wonder Sylvester said that Qiu Changhai is a sycophant who knows nothing.

Now it seems that he has not been wronged.

Forget it, wait until tomorrow and let the human resources department send him a dismissal notice.

Putting this kind of person in front of your eyes will only make you suffer.

Nicholas forced himself to turn his attention to James Cameron on stage.

This upright old man, who was originally annoying, looked much more pleasing to the eye than Qiu Changhai next to him.

"Mr. Fox, I can take pictures of these people who are talking, and when I get back, I will show you the pictures to identify them one by one."

Qiu Changhai didn't know that he had completely become a negative score in Nicholas' mind.

Still happy to put forward what I think is a very smart suggestion.

Nicholas turned pale and blue.

What the hell do you still want to order me to do?
If I do everything myself, what do you need your subordinates to do?
Do you want to be raised by your ancestors?

Nicholas clenched his teeth tightly, and squeezed out a word from between his teeth:
"Okay~ Lord~ meaning~"

He had to keep his mouth shut, otherwise he would definitely not be able to hold back and wash the face of this blind man from the Dragon Kingdom with his saliva.

With so many media reporters present, Nicholas didn't want to be the headline of tomorrow's entertainment edition.