The Major Shareholder and Black Widow

The next morning, Hunter came to the hotel, picked up Wei Jin, and headed to Summit Entertainment's headquarters.

In the same conference room, Wei Jin met Summit's other three shareholders. After briefly introducing the two sides, Friedman spoke.

"Wei, we can't accept your proposal."

Before Wei Jin could speak, he continued.

"Eighty million dollars for a forty percent stake, with the other terms unchanged. That's our bottom line."

"No, no, no. That proposal shows no sincerity. Summit's valuation is nowhere near that high."

Wei Jin understood that they had essentially agreed to let him buy in and were simply asking for the moon. Classic old Jew.

The two sides then went back and forth over the investment price, finally reaching an agreement.

Wei Jin would pay sixty million dollars for a forty percent stake, but he would also be entitled to a separate twenty percent investment share in any screenplay he provided.

With the terms settled, the two sides soon signed the contract in the presence of their lawyers.

Now that they had reached an agreement, everyone present was one family, and the atmosphere grew more cordial.

"Wei, tell us what you're thinking. How do you plan to turn the company around?"

Because they had chosen to transfer equity, Wei Jin's money had not gone into the company. Summit Entertainment was still facing financial difficulties, which was why Friedman asked.

"Well... first, let's develop the two screenplays I have. As long as they do as well as Buried Alive, we'll have some initial capital to get started. I have other big-budget screenplays too."

As Wei Jin spoke, he handed over two more screenplays. As expected, they drew exclamations of amazement from the shareholders.

"Wei, now I truly believe God sent you to save Summit."

Friedman spoke with some excitement.

"Now, let me officially welcome you to Summit."

"Guys, this is only the beginning. Believe me, Summit Entertainment's destination is by no means an independent film company, but a new Hollywood giant. Let's work together, grow bigger and stronger, and create new glory."

Wei Jin didn't hesitate to give them a shot of enthusiasm. After all, he was now the major shareholder.

That evening, Summit Entertainment held a grand welcome reception, and many Hollywood stars attended.

For entertainers, the entertainment industry was actually a tough place to get by, especially in Hollywood.

Wei Jin had also heard stories about Hollywood's red couch, but he hadn't expected an independent film company like Summit Entertainment to carry so much clout. Quite a lot of people had come.

That evening, Wei Jin wore a well-fitted suit. His tall, straight figure and handsome features, combined with the way Summit Entertainment's executives subtly gathered around him, left many of the stars present guessing at his true identity.

Summit Entertainment was not a listed company and did not need to disclose its ownership structure, so it had not announced Wei Jin's status as a major shareholder. After all, an Asian face becoming a major shareholder in a Hollywood film company might upset certain people and hinder the company's development.

As the reception began, everyone started chatting and making connections. Wei Jin, however, found it a little boring, so he simply hid in a corner and ate. Nobody knew him anyway.

"Hi, why aren't you having a drink?"

When Wei Jin didn't answer, the woman who had approached him gestured with her hands and asked again:

"Do you speak English?"

Wei Jin looked at the youthful, beautiful woman before him, with her smoking-hot figure, and was momentarily dazed. Then he spoke.

"No, no. When I saw a woman as beautiful as you, I momentarily forgot how to pronounce my English. You know, it isn't my native language, after all."

Hearing Wei Jin's fluent English, the woman covered her mouth and smiled.

"Thank you for the compliment. May I introduce myself? I'm Scarlett Johansson."

"Of course, it's an honor. I'm Wei Jin, a director from China."

Of course Wei Jin knew Scarlett. It was precisely because he knew her that he had been a little dazed. The Scarlett he knew was the heroic, dashing woman from Lucy and the sexy, smoking-hot Black Widow in black leather pants from Avengers.

"Oh my God, you look so young, and you're a director too?"

Scarlett could hardly believe it. Were directors from China all this young and handsome?

The two soon struck up a friendly conversation. Wei Jin's handsome face, humorous manner of speaking, and expertise in film all deeply attracted the young Scarlett.

"Hey, Wei, it really is you! You were too far away just now, so I hardly dared believe it."

A voice interrupted Scarlett and Wei Jin's conversation.

Wei Jin turned and saw who it was. So it was her.

"Hello, Theron. Long time no see. You're getting more beautiful by the day."

The newcomer was Charlize Theron, whom he had met once in Berlin. Monster, in which she starred, had won her that year's Silver Bear Award for best actress.

"You're as humorous as ever, Wei. What brings you to North America? Are you planning to build your career here?"

Theron was curious, since very few Chinese directors worked in Hollywood.

"No, Theron. I just came over to take care of some business and make a movie while I'm at it. Maybe we'll have a chance to work together someday."

Since Wei Jin intended to make money in Hollywood, he naturally welcomed any talented actor who came his way.

"Sorry, how do you two know each other?"

Another voice interrupted their conversation. Scarlett was still a little bewildered. How did a Chinese director who had just arrived in North America know a Berlin best actress winner?

"Oh, sorry, Scarlett. Believe me, I didn't mean to interrupt you two."

Hearing Scarlett's question, Theron realized she seemed to have neglected her and couldn't help explaining how she had met Wei Jin.

"Wei and I met in Berlin. You have no idea how impressive this guy is. His very first film won a Silver Bear Award. Oh, and Buried Alive, which came out last year, was a remake of his film. He really is an amazing man from the East."

"What? Wei, you're a Silver Bear-winning director from Berlin too? That's incredible."

Scarlett could hardly believe it. For the past two years, she had been devoting herself to art-house films, and deep down she longed to win awards.

"Talking to you, I temporarily forgot who I was. It's your fault for being too beautiful."

Wei Jin spoke with an apologetic look.

"Pfft, you're really too funny."

Scarlett laughed.

Theron watched the two of them and seemed to understand something. She excused herself and took her leave.

"Wei, enjoy your time in North America. Goodbye."

Afterward, Scarlett and Wei Jin hit it off more and more as they talked, and she invited him to see her room. As a gentleman, Wei Jin naturally couldn't refuse.

That night, Wei Jin brought all eighteen martial arts to bear. In the end, his formidable stamina overcame Scarlett's jujitsu, giving the sexy, smoking-hot Hollywood star a taste of Chinese prowess.