Hollywood Hunter

Boston, inside the golf club in the city's affluent western suburb of Westminster.

It's already Saturday afternoon.

After taking care of some work in New York yesterday, he came over here in the evening to spend the night with the newly pregnant Maria, who is now Maria Bezruk. Instead, on Ulyana's side, because she felt that the woman's original surname, 'Ovginnikova', was long, winding and unpleasant, she simply continued to be called 'Meretzkova'.

Simon was once again playing golf with the three boys from Maria's family when the A-girl came over from a short distance to alert her guests that they had arrived.

Motioning for the three boys to continue, Simon left the course and made his way to the café on the edge of the course.

In the café, in addition to Maria, who was accompanying them as usual, was a tall, middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties or fifties, with very short brown hair and the long, round, winter melon face that was very common and typical of most of the Mellon family files that Simon had just gone through today.

This was Timothy Mellon.

Although he looked young, the other man was actually 54 years old, the direct fourth generation great-grandson of Thomas Mellon, the founder of the Mellon family, and the progeny of Andrew W. Mellon, the U.S. Secretary of the Treasury who had brought the Mellon family to its peak in the 1920s and 1930s.

Most importantly, the other is also the fourth-generation core of the Mellon family, not only holding a major transportation company and a trustee of the Andrew W. Mellon Foundation, but also listed on this year's list of the 400 richest people in the United States at the same time as his father, Paul Mellon, with father and son assets of $1.1 billion and $500 million, respectively.

When he saw Simon appear, Timothy Mellon was the first to get up, greeting him with a smile and offering to extend his hand, "Hi Simon, good to see you, I've been looking forward to this for a long time."

Simon also acted eagerly, "Me too, Timothy, hello."

Maria, who was watching, saw the two men imagining a snake, and the women who already knew why this meeting was happening couldn't help but feel a little torn, wondering if inside they wanted their children to be like this in the future, or could be like this as well.

When the two men sat down, Maria didn't accompany them, pouring them coffee herself, she left the cafe with the A-girl and a few other attendants.

"I've been looking at the Mellon family tree recently, and it's amazing to say the least," Simon waited for the women to leave, his smile still intact, and said to Timothy Mellon, "From Mr. Thomas Mellon's 1813 to the present 1996, almost two centuries, the Mellon family still thrives, It seems to me that the Mellons are now deeper than the Rockefellers."

"Oh, thanks, Simon."

Timothy Mellon responded with a smile, taking a sip of his coffee to keep things the same.

Simon waited for Timothy to set down his coffee cup before continuing, "But you know what I admire most about Mr. Thomas Mellon?"

"Well?"

"What I admire most about Mr. Mellon is that he has eight children. That is actually a certain expectation of mine, and I am now hoping that I will have many children and prosper and carry on the surname 'Westeros', because I believe that a single person is only a winner if you live long enough, and a family is only a winner in this world if they are prosperous enough. "

Timothy Mellon obviously did not expect Simon Westeros to talk freely with himself about this ...... somewhat odd topic, and when the young man across the street finished, he finally could not resist saying, "Simon, I'm more curious why you invited me today, we have not had much interaction before, so why not be direct? ?"

"Actually, that's what I'm talking about," Simon said, handing over a file on the table and continuing, "It's not easy for any family to pass on for long, like Morgan, which was tied with Rockefeller, and now, in addition to the big corporate names on Wall Street, this family It's been in decline. Oh, yes, and the Hearsts, the last two years, unfortunately, actually my initial expectation was to have a good relationship with the Hearsts.

Timothy Mellon didn't have to listen to Simon's meaning at the end, but just flipped through the stack of files in front of him and couldn't stop his eyelids from pounding.

The first thing in the folder were some pictures.

Among them was the airbrushed woman in glasses who had just left.

Then there was a draft news headline: "Scandal, two Ukrainian lovers in Westeros all pregnant!"

Scrolling back further, Timothy Mellon quickly understood the context.

The report was an undercover investigation by two reporters from the Pittsburgh side of the Pittsburgh Tribune-Review, and included various surreptitious filming, recordings, and high-priced bribes to a private hospital to obtain pregnancy tests.

However, it wasn't these that shocked Timothy Mellon the most, but the fact that the entire investigation by these two reporters was documented in detail by some other 'eyes', including how his own cousin Richard Mellon Scaife instructed, who both reporters were in contact with and even the various arrangements for this explosive text to be used as a bombshell story next Monday.

Not only that, but the second half of the file took a sudden turn into the various private details of his own stupid cousin, a bunch of lovers and illegitimate children and so on.

After flipping through the information in his hands, Timothy Mellon felt a layer of cold sweat on his spine, and already couldn't help but curse his own cousin in his heart, is this a plan to start a war with Simon Westeros just like the Hearst family? What's more, dragging the entire Mellon family into the war?

Simon waited quietly for Timothy Mellon to close the folder, and, seeing the other man hesitating and obviously unsure of how to speak, he was the first to say, "It began, perhaps, at a cocktail party the last time I came to Boston, when this cousin of yours probably felt that I did not treat him with enough respect. Understandably, the Mellon family, ah, as a long-established family of the Federation, anyone should be a little respectful when they meet. Anyway, he probably wants to teach me a lesson."

Timothy Mellon paused and couldn't help but say, "Simon, actually, Charlie and I aren't really close, since you've read the family tree, you should know that our family is very large, and Richard is only my grandfather's brother's grandson, we only belong to the same fourth generation."

Simon raised his eyebrows slightly, "So, you can't control this matter?"

"No, no, no, of course not, and I promise you this will certainly not appear in next Monday's paper."

"I know that Mr. Scaife has dropped millions of dollars in recent years to dig up dark stuff on Mr. President, and it has paid off handsomely. But, as you can see now, there has been no fundamental damage done on the White House side, and Clinton's position is instead becoming more secure, which has proven that these unorthodox tactics are useless. Since they're useless against the president, a public figure who needs to love his feathers, they're certainly even less useful against me."

Timothy Mellon listened patiently, his mind had already scolded a certain cousin a hundred times again, and after a pause, he still had to say, "Simon, I ...... apologize on behalf of Charlie first, and if you feel the need, I'll have him apologize to you personally."

Although the Mellon family's strength was now even hidden above the Rockefeller family, but being in the middle of the capital, Timothy Mellon was also more aware of what kind of power Simon Westeros, who was worth $1.5 trillion, possessed, and if there was a real conflict, even if Westeros would be ashamed, the Mellon family, would definitely fall into the same situation as the Hearst family.

All in all, this soft, shall not be denied.

Simon stared at Timothy Mellon, but shook his head, "I also believe in another rule, Timothy, if you do something wrong, then you must be punished, an apology is not enough."

Timothy Mellon looked at the file in front of him and said, "The two journalists who investigated this matter will be fired and will never be able to enter the profession again."

"Not enough," Simon shook his head again and said directly, "Since Mr. Scaife wants to publish a bombshell about me in the Pittsburgh Tribune on Monday, if you want to get him to do otherwise, shut the paper down."

Timothy Mellon, seeing that he had both apologized and backed down, and that the other man was still getting his way, with the pride of a century-old money boy rising up, stared across at the young man as well and said, "Don't you think that's a little harsh, Simon?"

Although the print media is rapidly declining, the Pittsburgh Tribune is worth less than $50 million as a Pittsburgh newspaper tied with another Pittsburgh Newsday in circulation. How is it possible that a newspaper worth half a billion dollars is going to shut down just because of one little thing?

Simon didn't answer Timothy Mellon's question directly, but said, "I checked ahead of time, and in 1990, the Forbes American 400 list had nine people on the Mellon family list, and the family's total assets were around $5 billion. This year, there are only six people left on the Mellon family list, and you're the last one. Timothy, have you ever thought that next year, or the year after that, the number of your family on this list will keep dwindling, like the Hearst family?"

"Simon, are you threatening me?"

Simon didn't hesitate, "Exactly."

"......"

After a moment's silence, Timothy Mellon suddenly said again, "Simon, don't forget that incident in Pittsburgh, two years ago."

Simon shook his head and grudgingly said, "I don't know what you're talking about, but it must have been a terrible thing. But, Timothy, have you ever wondered why all of you guys knew about it? Is it because, in fact, someone is deliberately letting you know so that everyone understands how far the other side will go once they are thoroughly pissed off?"

Timothy Mellon was newly silent.

Simon's tone returned to normal, and soon said again: "Timothy, as a poor boy who climbed up from the bottom of the ladder step by step, I know better than all of you what the law of the jungle is. I never treat my friends badly. But if I become an enemy, I never have anything called mercy here, and will only beat the other to dust at all costs. And now, today's incident is just a small friction for me, we are neither friends nor enemies, at the same time we still have the chance to become friends or enemies, all depending on how the Mellon family plans to choose. Next Monday, give me the results."

Maria and the A-girl returned to the café together, Timothy Mellon having left.

Simon stood up and watched as the A-girl put away the file on her desk as she said, "Get Mary and the others a new private clinic. Also, the Chelsea Hospital that leaked the information, A, contact their board of directors, the president fired, the doctor involved, find a way to throw her in jail, or her husband, or her son, or her parents and brother if she's not broken herself."

The A-girl nodded her head in soft agreement.

Maria, however, was a little preoccupied, "Simon, I don't think, that's necessary."

Simon stepped forward, reached out and took the woman's glossy face and fondled it, looking into the woman's blue eyes and said, "In this world, if you don't go too far with others, you'll only make them go more and more far with you."

Maria felt the man's palm begin to slide to her neck, blushing and raising her hand to hold it down, also subconsciously looked out the window over the court, no longer mention Simon's decision.

Seeing the woman's shyness, Simon smiled and withdrew his hand as he walked out, "I'll be back in New York later, so take care of yourself."

Maria followed Simon and nodded, but couldn't resist, "You, Simon, and Uriah have two children too."

"Think I'm too partial to Victor and the others?"

Maria doesn't answer.

How obvious.

It was just that, as the mother of three boys, Maria instinctively wished of course that her little man was better for her children.

Simon saw that Maria didn't say anything and didn't continue.

Coming outside to the court, the three boys who had been informed came over as well, Simon rubbed the youngest, Anton's head and said, "I'm leaving, take care of your mother. Also, the last time Conn got into a fight, if anyone says anything bad about your mom like that again, all three of you, you can keep fighting, and then I'll take care of their parents."

Maria was just a little apprehensive when she saw the little man bring up her second son Constantine's fight with a classmate some time ago, but couldn't help but glare at the end when she heard the jackpot, "Simon, you can't teach a bad boy."

Simon ignored it and continued to the three boys, "If you have any problems with your studies, you can talk to your mother, but the rest of you will listen to me. Of course, you must also remember that I will only support you without reason if you are on the right side. If you deliberately cause trouble, consider whether you can handle it before you do it. Also, the support I give you is not permanent, you will grow up someday, and when you do, I hope you will become men who can take on everything on your own."

Maria heard this before she eased her emotions.

At last, the man hadn't taught his children to become bullies.

However, thinking about that incident some time ago, where the boy who fought with her own son was not only expelled from school, but even the other's father who was the president of a large company lost his job, and the family came running to apologize and beg, even she couldn't help but feel soft. It's just that it probably got back to him through the waitress, and then I don't know what happened, but the family never showed up again.

After a few last words, Simon dropped Maria and the children off at home before taking the helicopter back to New York.

There were still plans for tonight.

The main one was the opening of the stage production of "This Man From Earth" some time ago, which counted as a major peripheral to this phenomenal sell-out sci-fi from early last year.

By the way, the famous Broadway isn't just for classics like The Phantom of the Opera and Cats, many Hollywood movies are adapted into stage productions on Broadway, and once they are successful, they will tour outside of New York to San Francisco, London, Paris and other places.

Like this time around, the 3D version of The Lion King, produced by Daenerys Entertainment, was released at the end of '93 and not only did it gross over $900 million at the worldwide box office, but the stage show was also released late last year and was a huge success, with a year's worth of tours around the world grossing over $300 million as of now.

That's actually just the beginning.

Once upon a time, The Lion King was still touring non-stop until 20 years later, and the cumulative stage show box office has even surpassed that of the legendary Phantom of the Opera at over $6 billion.

While the margins are lower for stage productions that require the payment of exorbitant venue rentals and actor salaries, this kind of phenomenal peripheral revenue that can easily last for decades is actually the fundamental underpinning of a major studio. Daniels Entertainment's net profit of over $5 billion in just the past fiscal year is also due to the increasing maturity of the entire group's diversified omnichannel operations.

This Man From Earth, which we're going to see tonight, is starring Alexandra Martinez, the 'Golden Rose Cave Princess' whom Simon brought back from Italy.

Unlike The Lion King, which is a huge investment and requires professional singing and dancing, This Man From Earth is dialogue-based and does not require a lot of actors, Alexandra is more than capable of playing the role.

And then there's a date to go to a woman's place for the night after the show.

Having been abstinent for a while due to being surrounded by pregnant women, tonight was a night to relax.