America: Starting with the acquisition of MGM

Chapter 130 Maikou is ready

After reading the New York Times report, Eric threw the newspaper to the ground in anger.

As expected, Emmy, a ruffian and a little hooligan, started to take advantage of the traffic.

The lyrics of the new single "Just Lost It" he released are blatantly insulting MJ.

For example, this sentence "Come here little kids on my lap".

"Come on kid, lie on my lap."

“I done touched on everything but little boys”

"I've touched nothing but little boys."

"Bend now, touch your toes, and just glide"

"Bend over, land on your toes, and moonwalk."

“like TP for my bunghole”

"Like teleporting directly to my hole."

This lyrics is completely unabashedly insulting, using the rumors of MJ as a child molester as an anecdote for his ridicule and abuse.

Some people may think that rap is just about criticizing it if you don’t like it. This is rap culture.

Eminem is just promoting and using this method, and he has no ill intentions towards Maikou.

This statement is completely nonsense. Do you think everyone is blind? You can tell whether there is any malicious intent at a glance.

This guy even knew how to layer his armor and wrote two lyrics to show that he was joking.

“Thats not a stab a Michael, thats just a metaphor”

"This song doesn't curse Michael, it's just a metaphor."

I'm just psycho, I go a little bit crazy sometimes

"I'm just crazy, I'm kind of crazy to begin with."

He knew how to stack up his own armor, so he must also know how stupid and bad what he did was, and he was afraid of being charged, so he took out insurance first.

After thinking about it, Eric called McQueen's phone number. He hadn't seen him for a while, and he didn't know if he had finished preparing his single.

The phone rang a few times before being answered.

"Hi, Eric." MJ's deep voice came from the other side.

"What's wrong, Maikou, from your tone, you don't seem very happy."

"It's nothing, just a little annoying."

"Is it because of Eminem's new song? I just saw it in the newspaper."

Maikou paused for a moment: "Did you also know? I don't even know this person at all, let alone why he insulted me like this!"

Eric said coldly: "McClaude, as I said, you are too kind, and you always think that others are as kind as you, but there are many poisonous snakes in this world.

"Ruffian Eminem, this guy, clearly wants to use your fame to promote himself. For the sake of profit, this kind of mad dog will not care about others."

"Why is this happening? I really don't understand. Emmy has already won the Academy Award for Best Song and has become famous in the rap circle, but she still uses such vicious methods."

Mykko's voice was obviously angry. He rarely loses his temper when facing the media in public. He always maintains his demeanor and only shows anger in front of friends and relatives.

"Because in the eyes of such a villain, the sales of the song are the most important. For the sake of sales, let alone insulting you, he can curse people all over the world to die. Some people just have no bottom line."

"Maiko, don't let others take advantage of your kindness. Take up the legal weapon. You must sue him and make him publicly apologize."

Maikou was a little hesitant: "Is this good? The trial of my case will also start in the near future. I'm worried that prosecuting him now will not only be useless, but will make the situation worse."

"Do you think this bastard will use the trial to attack you? Will he use the incident to increase hype?"

"Yes, since he chose to listen to the rumors and insult me, it is not impossible to go further. There are too many people who don't know the truth now. To be honest, I hope the trial will come soon so that I can clear my grievances. .”

Gently tapping the table, Eric thought for a moment and felt that Maikou's choice might be more reasonable, but he was a little impulsive.

It may not be a good time to go through the legal process now. When the truth comes out, these guys will continue to be tough.

At that time, there was no need to sue, fans and a large number of self-proclaimed righteous people would naturally attack them.

"Maikou, maybe you are right, but I am still not willing to let him go like this. If there is a media interview, just keep your grace. I will definitely yell at you. Anyway, this is not the first time I have insulted someone. Who is afraid? Who is it!"

Maikou chuckled and his tone became much more relaxed.

"Don't worry Eric, I won't do nothing. Don't forget that our song has been produced."

"Really?" Eric was a little surprised.

"Well, the shooting of the MV was basically completed last week. In the past few days, I have used personal relationships to contact some radio stations, mainly black radio stations. I think it can be released."

Eric was also excited to hear the good news.

"That's great. I'll contact DreamWorks right away and prepare to release it. Mike, "Rolling in the Deep" is completed at the right time. Let's teach this little ruffian a lesson and teach him what a real song is. "

Maikou hummed heavily: "Eric, I'll leave it to you in this regard.ɱ"

"No problem, I guarantee that DreamWorks will go all out, and when David Geffen sees the benefits, as long as he is not a fool, who will have trouble with money?"

The two chatted for a while, and before they knew it, they talked about the upcoming launch of Facebook.

Perhaps because of receiving so much help from Eric, McQueen could never find a suitable opportunity to repay the favor. After roughly understanding the role of Facebook, he expressed his willingness to join.

"Eric, let me do something for you, and the form of social networking you mentioned is very trendy. I like new popular things, just like when MSN came out back then, I was one of the first to use it. Although now No."

But this time it was Eric who was a little hesitant.

"Myknock, to be honest, I don't want to involve you, because once you open your Facebook account, not only will your fans follow you, but you will also attract a lot of abuse and attacks from black fans."

"In the past, these guys could only say a few words in forums, chat rooms or offline, and that was all they said. At least we were out of sight and out of mind."

"But if you open your account, you will have to face these attacks head-on. I don't want it to affect you."

But Maikou seemed determined to persist.

“Eric, let me ask you, can my entry bring attention to Facebook?”

"Yes, and it is a very large amount of attention. Even those who scold you cannot open an account just to scold you. As long as they participate in social networking, every user will eventually become an integral part of Facebook." Promote Facebook to grow into a towering tree."

"Then why are you hesitating? Not only will I participate, I will also mobilize my friends. You can also mobilize the stars around you. The driving effect of stars is always stronger than that of ordinary people."

The advice given by Maikou instantly hit Eric's sweet spot.

He slapped his forehead. Was he just showing off his head? How could I forget the most useful card in my hand?

No matter when, star effect is the best attraction to the general public, especially young people.

Thinking about China's Weibo, although most of them are fake fans, even if each celebrity only counts one-tenth of the active real fans, the total number is extremely scary.

When put on international social media such as Twitter, YouTube and Facebook, the number of fans of celebrities is even more terrifying.

I was so limited by David Fincher's "The Social Network" that I forgot about this trump card.

Imagine what it will bring when big and small stars such as J. Spielberg, Stallone, Johnny Depp, Hopkins, Edward Norton, Julian Moore, Nicole, and the Olsen sisters open accounts one after another. A big wave of traffic.

Coupled with the well-formulated promotion strategy, it is no longer the goal to conquer 4,000 colleges and universities in the United States in two months, but to occupy the entire United States.

"Thank you Maikou, you helped me open up new horizons. I also want to give you a suggestion. Recruit a few people to take care of your account. Especially during the current period, you must be careful to delete comments."

"Well, I understand what you mean. Maria called me. Let's talk another day."

"Wait a minute, Maikou, there's something else I think I need to tell you."

"What?"

"Regarding your trial, I can try to get some evidence that is beneficial to you, but I must ask for your consent."

This time, Maikou was silent for a long time. If he hadn't heard his breathing, Eric would have thought he had hung up the phone.

After a while, he said: "Will violence be used? I don't want the child to be harmed. He must have been coerced by his parents."

"No, don't worry, I also believe that the child is innocent."

"Well, thank you Eric, your presence is so important, like the savior in my life."

After hanging up the phone, Eric finally felt confident.

Even though it helped MJ a lot, the United States is different from China in that there is a sense of boundaries between people.

Even parents, children and lovers must have a certain distance and privacy.

Therefore, he will not use any means privately without Maikou's consent, which may cause dissatisfaction on the part of the other party.

This time, Eminem’s insults and provocations are coupled with recent media reports of Janet Arvizo’s visits to the law firm.

Everything was going in a bad direction, and Maikou seemed to have finally recognized the reality and no longer had illusions about that family.

In the room, the slightest scent wafted from the kitchen, and Eric's stomach suddenly growled.

He stood up and walked over, only to see Nicole wearing Eric's white shirt, standing in front of the stove waving a shovel.

She was tall, and even men's clothes could only cover her buttocks.

The shirt flew up and down as her arms danced, causing her elastic butt to be looming.

It is said that women who cook are sexy, and Eric has learned the lesson.

He walked over gently and hugged Nicole's waist from behind. The other party screamed in fright, and the cake-shaped object in the shovel flew out.

"Don't make trouble, I'm cooking!"

"You are so sexy like this, my dear, your beauty and delicious food are enough to fill my stomach."

"Hahaha, I'm serious. Stop making trouble. It will be fine soon. It's still growing today. We have plenty of time."

"No, I like this scene. You do your thing and I do mine. We don't interfere with each other."

After kissing each other until the other person's whole body was shaking, Eric suddenly retreated.

"Okay, continue dear."

Hearing this, Nicole looked at him with wide eyes: "Eric, you are such a little bastard! Don't leave! Keep going!"

Eric smiled and shook the cell phone in his palm: "If you don't let me go out to work, you have to let me make a few calls. If you want, hurry up."

After teasing Nicole, Eric called Fitzheisenberg.

"Boss, what's the matter?"

"Fitz, after thinking about the server thing you mentioned last time, I think we need to speed up the process. With our current server group, how many users can it accommodate."

"10 million people, but it is only temporary, because as users continue to post new updates, the data storage will increase over time, and the pressure will be greater."

"The 10 million people I'm talking about are estimated based on three updates per person per day, excluding comments. It's probably enough to support half a year."

"Can it only accommodate 10 million people? No, it's too small. Install that blade server you mentioned as soon as possible. I want this number to reach 50 million people."

"Uh boss, isn't 50 million people a bit too exaggerated? Last year's report showed that about 50% of households in the United States have access to the Internet, but families do not represent individuals. After excluding the elderly and children, I don't think there will be so many for the time being."

Realize that this is not yet an era when everyone is online. Only 50% of the people in the United States, let alone other countries, have access to the Internet.

Eric asked: "Fitz, I plan to recruit a group of celebrities to promote on Facebook, which will definitely bring huge traffic. How much do you think is appropriate?"

"Thirty million people, I think that's enough for the time being. Even if it's not enough, we can increase it. Don't worry, boss, there is plenty of time."

"Okay, I'll do as you say, but be quick and try to finish it before Facebook goes online."

"OK."

As soon as Eric finished the call, Nicole came out carrying a soup basin.

Seeing this, he also walked to the kitchen to serve food. In a short period of time, Nicole actually cooked three dishes.

Although they are relatively simple and look terrible, they are pretty good for big stars.

Eric picked up a piece of olive vegetable and put it in his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it.

Nicole looked at him with some anxiety: "How is it? Does it taste good?"

"It's okay. At least it's cooked well. It should taste better if you add some salad dressing."

Nicole hurriedly got up and went to get it: "Honey, there is only ketchup, do you want more?"

"That's okay. I'm usually not picky about food. Come and eat."

The two sat at the dining table, and Eric served Nicole some stew.

"Hmm! The potatoes are not cooked through and are still a little raw inside. What should I do?"

"Then let me eat."

"Um."

Nicole picked out the potatoes from her plate and put them on Eric's plate.

Warm sunlight came in from the balcony and fell on the two of them.

"Eric, this feels so good."

"What?"

"This kind of home feels really good, very warm and makes people feel very comfortable."

Smiling, Eric knew what this woman was thinking, and reached out to hold her in his arms.