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Rebirth of a Hollywood Socialite.

This is a translated Chinese novel. I am not the author, just translating for fun. Translator: Doyenro (Fan Translate) Author: Zhuang Jiang Alternative universe (AU) She can produce the most terrifying horror films and also create the most profitable commercial films; she can turn artistic films into commercial successes and turn commercial films into artistic achievements. Future critiques of Laila all say that she is synonymous with the Hollywood miracle, one of the greatest directors of all time. She even unintentionally becomes the most skilled photographer and strategist. However, she knows that all of this comes from her biggest secret, which is—she has been reborn! T/N: * The Female Lead(MC) is very patriotic to her old country, so it may be annoying to some people. * The English gets better from chapter 65, the chapters 1 - 65 will be edited soon. * The actors' or actresses' characters may be different from reality. It is just an alternate universal fictional novel. * Alternate History * Contact me if a novel of the same is officially translated so that I can stop. * Original Chinese novel completed.

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Chapter 224 - Don't Want to Deal with Her Anymore

Unfortunately, Hunter perceived Laila's young age and assumed that despite her talents in certain areas, she lacked significant life experience due to her youth. He thought he could seize the initiative at the beginning, but he found himself losing control after Laila skillfully maneuvered and played innocent, leaving him with no choice but to relinquish control.

"Director Moran, please believe in our sincerity," Hunter looked at her earnestly. "Consider this from another perspective – today, we can help a guest make a connection to fulfill his dream of meeting his dream girl. Tomorrow, we will also do our utmost to help you achieve your wishes."

Laila raised an eyebrow. "Are you suggesting that you'll send a man I'm interested into my bed? No, thank you."

Hunter choked a bit. "Ahem, of course not." According to the information he had gathered, if he dared to do such a thing, Oswald Moran, the old man of the Moran family, would have him beheaded as if he were a watermelon.

"What I mean is, Director Moran, you'll have times when you need help. Why not let us provide our services?"

"So, you're here to solicit business with me?" Laila deliberately misconstrued his words.

To her surprise, Hunter admitted openly, "That's certainly one aspect of it."

The Moran family were all high-quality members, and the people at American Express Company were not naive. They naturally wanted to draw them into their camp. Moreover, due to Laila's influence, who knew how many people hoped to establish connections with Oswald and Janet? Maybe Laila would even help them with publicity campaigns if she was pleased.

Laila was unaware of this; she had never imagined that her shine would attract attention from others beyond her films. Publicity strategies weren't her strong suit; she saw them as just employing some common tactics used in her time. To her, it wasn't a big deal.

But these very tactics that were previously unheard of were generating billions in profits for several companies today. How could those big bosses with top brands not feel envious of this?

"Director Moran, our goal is quite simple – we just want to help the gentleman who's captivated by Miss Theron have a chance to meet her. We absolutely won't do anything against Miss Theron's interests."

"Why don't you come see for yourself? If there's any improper behavior, you can protest to our company, and we guarantee that all parties involved will face the harshest consequences. Besides, it's a good opportunity. Having one more friend is always a pleasant thing, isn't it?"

Hunter's words made Laila ponder. Perhaps she had misunderstood? Maybe the other party just wanted to get to know Theron? As he said, having one more friend wouldn't hurt.

As for whether the other party was sincere or not, she definitely wouldn't believe that. She couldn't believe that someone who could be a top client of American Express Company would genuinely fall in love with someone due to a few fleeting scenes in a movie. It's not like they were in a long-distance online relationship; how could there be any real love?

Due to her past experiences, Laila held many negative views about men. She especially believed that wealthy individuals were the enemies of women, as they would only spend money and mess around with women.

Her perspective might be a bit extreme, but considering the dark side of life she had witnessed in her previous life, her biases weren't hard to understand.

Seeing Laila's expression softening a bit, Hunter seized the moment to continue, "Director Moran, your future is bound to involve inheriting the Moran Group. Just saying a few words could make a friend. Isn't that better than watching a promising young gentleman feeling disheartened?"

If she didn't have the Moran family background, he wouldn't have had to spend so much effort explaining. Most directors wouldn't mind if their actors got close to certain influential figures. Making those people happy, even investing a small sum casually, would be enough to get a movie made.

But Laila was different. She was the director, the screenwriter, the financier, and even the distribution company was hers. Every film was made and sold by her. And most importantly, each film was highly profitable. Even if someone waved a big check to jump on the bandwagon and earn some money, they wouldn't have a say in it.

Dealing with this person, who wasn't short on money, wasn't afraid of external pressure, and was as clever as someone with decades of life experience, how could Hunter not feel troubled?

"Young and promising?" Laila detected an unexpected piece of information in his words. "You mean he's young?" Shouldn't someone in this situation be a plump, middle-aged Mediterranean man?

"Yes, although not as young as you, I assure you he's a young and promising gentleman. He's never been married, and he sincerely hopes to get to know Miss Theron."

"If he's such an outstanding candidate, why doesn't he directly appear in front of Theron to pursue her?" Hiding behind American Express Company to chase a girl – was he joking?

Hunter chuckled. "All I can say is that the gentleman in question is quite shy. Even when seeking our help, he took a long time to make a decision."

Laila didn't ask for the person's identity; she knew he would never reveal it. To find out the truth, she would probably have to wait until the gathering. Honestly, she was somewhat intrigued by this person. Someone who was reportedly young and promising but couldn't even win over a girl – could he be so pitiful? And yet, he somehow managed to become an esteemed member of American Express. Wasn't this a bit of a joke?

"I understand." She narrowed her eyes and smiled. "I'll personally bring Theron to the gathering. Hopefully, you won't disappoint me."

Hunter felt a weight lift off his chest. "Please rest assured, nothing like that will happen!"

"That's settled then. I have things to attend to; goodbye." Laila stood up and left the café.

Watching her figure disappear outside, Hunter took out his phone and dialed a number. "Director Moran and Miss Theron have confirmed their attendance at the gathering... Yes, she was quite angry, but she's giving us a chance... Don't worry, the person who contacted Miss Theron on our behalf has been dismissed... Very well, I'll be heading back."

Hanging up the phone, he downed his coffee in one gulp, left some money on the table, and also left the café.

"I hope I never have to meet this young director again in the future," he sighed.

As American Express Company's crisis management PR representative, his role was to handle company incidents and resolve them in the best way possible. When the person responsible for liaising with Theron reported that Laila Moran was getting involved, the company realized the situation was taking a turn for the worse and promptly sent him over.

However, the outcome of the meeting was that this experienced crisis PR expert was soundly defeated by the young director. Faced with such an extraordinary individual, Hunter lost control, and along with it, his confidence shattered into pieces.

From now on, if he had to deal with anything related to this young director, he would certainly keep his distance. Regardless of whether she was a prodigy or a genius, he no longer wanted anything to do with her...