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From Hollywood to Media Empire

Enter post-millennium Hollywood. A place full of opportunities, where independent films are still making inroads, Marvel is still on the rise, and Disney is not yet the dominant player. Beautiful Hollywood actresses are also young, and streaming media has not yet started to go crazy. It is also an era full of difficulties, and the dark side behind the bright Hollywood is also difficult to look at. Unofficial translation of 我,好萊塢的君王 by 颜可颜

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Chapter 199: New York Observer

"Oh God, I knew it. I should've turned down Scarlett's invitation," Keira Knightley said helplessly, her face buried in Charles' chest in the yacht's room.

Charles rubbed his eyes, then picked up his watch and glanced at it. "Keira, it's only 9 AM. You guys drank too much last night. Sleep a bit more!"

As he spoke, Charles also fondled the lady's chest. "Is this an A-cup?"

"B! My chest is a B!" Keira Knightley was never satisfied with her chest and always hoped to have a fuller chest like Monica Bellucci's.

"On the posters of King Arthur and Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl, was your chest enhanced?" Charles inquired. The feeling through the posters or breast pads was nothing like the direct touch he had now.

"The publishing company's idea. Anyway, the chest on the posters is definitely not mine," Keira retorted, not planning on getting breast implants.

"That's right," Charles replied, kissing the girl on the neck.

"You think they're too small?" Keira Knightley laughed, reaching under the blankets to grab Charles Jr. "Scarlett's chest is big enough, right? Don't think I can't see what's going on between you two! I made plans with her. After San Francisco, we're going to hang out for a few days without you."

"Really? I'm heading there for work, but there's not much fun in San Francisco," Charles replied indifferently about Keira and Scarlett Johansson going on a trip together.

When Charles worked, women's allure dropped to zero.

With Keira Knightley's teasing, Charles got interested again and flipped, locking fingers with her as he began to kiss her.

"Mmm, Charles, wasn't last night enough?" Keira Knightley responded, speaking in between kisses.

"Who asked you to ignite the flames this morning!"

Keira Knightley flipped Charles over, straddling him. "I get to be on top too!"

Charles held the girl by her waist and said, "When in San Francisco, you can take the yacht out and have fun. I won't be there for long. I'll head to New York soon!"

Charles had heard that a local Manhattan weekly, the New York Observer, might be up for sale.

"Yeah, I need to return to London soon to prepare for the movie Atonement and promote Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest," Keira Knightley said, akin to a knight on horseback.

"Tonight, I'll come find you again!" Charles wanted to cherish their time on the yacht.

"Alright!" Keira Knightley recently broke up with her boyfriend and though she had a new one, the nights with Charles were simply amazing.

As the second most powerful economic area in the West Coast after the greater Los Angeles area, the San Francisco Bay Area had a strong economy with thriving financial and tech industries.

The Star yacht docked at Fisherman's Wharf, Pier 39, where Charles and Phyllis Jones disembarked. It took them four days and five nights to travel from Los Angeles to San Francisco.

Keira Knightley and Scarlett Johansson's company was quite captivating.

Facing the morning sun, Charles, dressed in a black wool coat, looked at the famous wharf and murmured, "I don't get how this place attracts so many tourists every year!"

Phyllis Jones adjusted her scarf and wrapped herself tighter. Compared to Los Angeles' temperatures above 20 degrees, San Francisco's temperature was only around 10 degrees now.

"Boss, Lombard Street, and Russian Hill also attract a lot of tourists; but it's the Golden Gate Bridge that's the most popular."

Following Phyllis Jones's pointing finger, Charles glanced at the Golden Gate Bridge, looming in the distance, often demolished in movies.

"Let's go," Charles showed no interest in these tourist spots.

The Hilton Bayfront Hotel near South San Francisco International Airport was where Charles would stay and could fly directly to New York.

Dona Williams had arranged everything, including information about Twitter. At the hotel, reports were presented, "Evan Williams founded Odeo with his friends and also started Twitter along with programmers Jack Dorsey and Biz Stone."

"Twitter just launched last month and Odeo is already planning layoffs? The acquisition price must be low then. Anyway, I only care about their Twitter website," Charles was excited about owning Twitter in the future, gaining significant influence over media and public opinion.

"Evan Williams plans to form a new company to buy back Odeo. Our involvement benefits him, as he's not the majority shareholder," Dona Williams explained. Evan Williams was a co-founder and manager.

"Small issue. Set up a meeting with Odeo's founders tomorrow. Dawn Investments is very interested in this company!" Charles was in high spirits, wondering how much Odeo could be worth.

A million dollars? Two million dollars? It only had a few employees and a newly launched Twitter site.

"I offered $1.2 million for Odeo, and they're tempted, just need some final review," Dona Williams, becoming more mature and composed, handled these matters efficiently.

Charles smiled, pulling Dona Williams into a passionate kiss.

"By the way, did you mention New York Observer is for sale?" Charles asked. He currently owned one Internet newspaper, The Huffington Post, mostly politics-oriented, which wasn't enough.

"The original owner, Arthur Carter, couldn't stand the New York Observer's annual losses of $2 million each for the past two years. Although he owned it for 20 years, he is selling it now!"

Charles' eyes sparkled. The weekly New York Observer was one of Manhattan's most awarded papers with high prestige and influence.

Though a regional weekly with a circulation of only 50,000, it had suffered losses due to pressure from the Internet.

However, the New York Observer's readership was high-quality, filled with wealthy and influential figures of Manhattan.

"Get in touch with Arthur Carter. We could also consult Huffington. She should have better insights," Charles couldn't let this opportunity slip.

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