She dominates the entertainment industry with her disaster system

While fans were collectively celebrating the honors their idol had received, Joanna and her agent Chuck Gray were struggling to guide public opinion.

"There's only a little over a month left until the Oscars." Chuck hung up the phone and sighed, "Nicole got the lead actress award. We have to find a strong new partner who can control online opinion to add the final insurance for your Oscar."

"You mean, we should directly hire a public opinion control company to serve us?"

"That's right." Chuck nodded and said fluently, "We have already secured the British Oscar for Best Actress. Together with the Screen Actors Guild Award, we have only won two of the four major awards. This means that we haven't accumulated much advantage in the early stages."

"Also, although you won the Australian Oscar for Best Actress, Nicole was also nominated for the Australian Oscar. She has always been very popular with the judges at the Academy Awards. Australian votes in the Oscars may be in danger of being split - you know, you are not the only choice among those Australians."

"OK, I understand what you mean." Joanna walked to the sofa with the wine in her hand and sat down, her tone a little irritable, "You want to use online public opinion to deal with Nicole Su? I mean, is this really necessary?"

There are more than 1 Oscar judges, including 6000 lifetime members. Most of them are older and conservative. In Joanna's opinion, these old members will never vote for non-white actors.

This is not her prejudice against Asians, but the mainstream trend of the American cultural industry.

Unless Nicole Sue is willing to spend money on public relations for every Oscar member with voting rights, she has almost no chance of winning.

"Never take your opponents lightly. Remember? Nicole once developed in France for a period of time. She won acting awards at the three major European film festivals. What do you think is the chance that European votes will be diverted to her?" Chuck raised his voice. "I have carefully studied the European judges' inclinations towards this year's Oscars. At most, we can guarantee that 50% of the European votes will not be diverted."

"For God's sake, this is your third Oscar nomination and your best chance of success. We must nip any unfavorable outcome in the bud!"

Joanna twisted her nose - it was obvious that this Hollywood A-list actress, who had just left the celebration party, was in a very bad mood at the moment.

"So what's your idea? The Oscars have already entered the post-nomination stage. Nicole and her team will definitely be more careful than before. It will be hard for us to catch them."

Chuck was silent for a moment, "If you need, I have ways to dig out the 'story' she doesn't want the public to know."

Even if Nicole Su spent a lot of money to hire the best public relations company, it could not cover up the disadvantage of her shallow qualifications in Hollywood - as long as he could dig up a scandal, the girl would be kicked out immediately.

Chuck glanced at Joanna, noticed her entanglement and hesitation, and felt a little uneasy.

As an agent, he was very confident in his business ability, but manipulating online public opinion was not his area of ​​expertise. He didn't know if he could do it well. After all, this approach was not very ethical. Once his identity was exposed, it would bring him and Joanna countless troubles...

*

It was an ordinary Saturday morning.

Cynthia got up from the big bed sleepily, just like she did every weekend, drew open the curtains, and enjoyed the convenience of this well-lit room.

The dark circles under her eyes showed that she had once again had a lively Friday night.

The Oscars have officially entered the post-nomination stage, and Nicole's fans, represented by Cynthia, have basically lost their chance and can only try their best to find out inside information through various channels on the Internet. At such a sensitive time, even the slightest rumor in advance will attract their attention and discussion.

This is also the reason why Cynthia has been sleeping late for two weeks in a row.

"Please, have a glass of orange juice." She yawned and went downstairs, picked up an apple, and said casually: "I think I should try a healthier breakfast."

"It's in the kitchen, go get it." Her sister Lauren said without looking up, staring at the phone screen.

Cynthia was used to her attitude. After taking a bite of the apple, she slowly walked to the kitchen, poured herself a glass of orange juice, and then sat down at the dining table to enjoy breakfast.

"Joanna de Havilland and her friends at Slate PR hosted a cocktail party for Oscar judges Alec Lean, Eddie Freeman and others. The intention is obvious. Will she win an Oscar this year?"

"Nearly half of the members of the Screen Actors Guild favor de Havilland. Is the Oscar winner already a foregone conclusion?"

"The list of winners of the British Academy Film Awards has been announced, and Nicole Sue has missed an important indicator!"

Cynthia glanced at the news headlines and felt that the content on the NBC News website was still as boring as before.

To be honest, sometimes the inside information among their fans is more timely than those on these big websites.

The next second when she wanted to exit the website, she saw a few familiar words suddenly appear in the search bar:

[Nicole Sue accidentally fell from a building while auditioning for a new movie and fainted on the spot! ]

“What——???”

Cynthia screamed subconsciously, and before she had time to digest the meaning of these words, her fingers trembled as she clicked on the latest exclusive news.

Probably in order to release it as quickly as possible, the text of the news was very brief, with only a line of capital letters under the video: The whole story of Nicole Su's fall from the building.

When Cynthia saw the word "falling from a building", her heart rate soared with fear. She took a deep breath and carefully clicked on the video.

The video should have been shot outside the audition studio. It was crowded with people all around and nothing could be seen except a sea of ​​black heads.

After a few seconds, the scene changed and jumped to another direction. Cynthia immediately noticed the person lying on the stretcher.

It was far away and she couldn't see the face clearly, but she was sure it was Nicole.

Cynthia's heart skipped a beat.

The reporters who were blocking the entrance to the building seemed even more excited. They rushed towards the person on the stretcher and asked all kinds of questions, forcing the bodyguards and staff to use violence to help clear the way.