"Tony and Anton are at odds again!"
"Didn't you hear just now? This time there's a different way of playing it! I heard it's because of the female star next to Tony!"
"filming?"
"interesting!"
"It makes me want to get involved! There are so many female stars in Hollywood, but I haven't slept with a few of them! These two still know how to play!"
"Money is a small issue, but the main thing is that Anton actually wants to be a film director... Gee, is he out of his mind?"
"This time I have a good show to watch, and it is much more exciting than making a movie!"
"If the story of this bet is made into a movie and labeled as Tony Stark, it will definitely be a big hit!"
A group of top-notch rich second-generation people who were very idle discussed the bet between Anton and Tony with great interest.
Compared with this, this luxurious dinner was already tasteless in their eyes.
Now they just want to stare at the most exciting parts and chew them over and over again.
"Are they both gone?"
"No, they are still inside."
"We haven't started fighting yet, so how do we calculate the deal we just made?"
"Keep it for now and wait until the movie comes out."
"I heard that if Anton loses, he will become Tony's bag-carrying boy. It's exciting! It's so exciting!"
A group of rich second-generation people hurriedly entered the banquet hall and saw two more beauties beside Tony.
The same goes for Anton.
Although he didn't bring a female companion when he came, there was no shortage of women around him at this time.
As a son of a wealthy family, Anton's status is quite popular in New York, and the girls are happy to join him.
Moreover, the bet between Tony and Anton was not only spread among the rich second-generation circles, but also the people who witnessed it with their own eyes were greatly surprised.
Just to fight for a breath, both sides threw out 50 million!
This is not treating money as money!
"Anton, do you really want to make a movie?"
A voluptuous beauty with a top-notch appearance pestered Anton, her cheek was almost touching Anton's chest, his hands were wrapped around her, and she was rubbing in his ear: "I think this movie still lacks a heroine?"
"Hahaha, you're right!"
Anton unceremoniously hugged the waist of the beauty in front of him and said with a smile: "Beautiful lady, are you interested in being my heroine tonight?"
A romantic night.
The next day, Anton left the hotel refreshed.
Before getting in the car, throw the beauty's contact information into the trash can.
Daily Bugle.
Betty looked at Anton in surprise.
She didn't expect that Anton would come to the newspaper office on time. It was really the sun rising from the west.
"Betty, how long have you been at the news reporter?"
What was even more unexpected to her was that Anton asked such a question when he saw her.
"From graduation to today, about three years," Betty answered.
Anton nodded and said: "You have always been the old man's assistant, and you are very familiar with the situation of the Daily Bugle. From now on, I will rest assured that you will take over my work, and so will the old man."
"???"
Betty had a question mark on her forehead.
"It's settled." Anton stood up, waved his hands, and left the office, saying, "I'll go find the old man to discuss this matter."
"?"
Betty watched Anton leave without looking back, thinking that Anton was probably tired of playing and wanted to change places to have fun.
However, Jameson might be furious.
As she expected.
boom!!
A high-end villa area in New York.
"You bastard, do you think my Daily Bugle is a place where you can come and leave as you please?"
Jameson slapped his hand on the table, furious, his face red and his neck thick.
"It is definitely the right decision to hand over your efforts to Betty, who is more reassuring." Anton stared at the old man in surprise, "Before I took over the Daily Bugle, weren't you planning to train Betty to be your heir? "
"Shit!"
Jameson shouted loudly: "She is your assistant, and she will always be an assistant! It is not the turn of a little girl who has just graduated to take the position of editor-in-chief!"
Anton said: "You are discriminating against women. As a newspaper owner, your butt is crooked!"
"Discrimination is bullshit!"
Jameson was disdainful: "Even if I discriminate, no one will believe me if I tell you! I am a well-known equal rights fighter in New York City. In addition to the mayor, the congressmen have to look at my face! Do you think you can threaten me?"
"I'm not threatening you, I just want you to talk nicely."
Anton's expression did not change.
Although the old man in front of him was angry and had a ferocious face, he didn't feel the least bit scared.
In his memory, Jonah Jameson was most proud of his son.
That is, the cheap father of Anton's body, John Jameson, who accidentally let his girlfriend give birth to him at the age of nineteen.
However, as an astronaut, John spends a quarter of a year on the space station, and the remaining three-quarters of the time training and recovering at the astronaut base. It has been almost a year since John was seen without a trace, and he has very little rest time. few.
Anton looked through the memories in his mind and found that his impression of this astronaut father was quite vague.
And his old mother, who received a breakup fee from Jameson after giving birth to him, hasn't been seen in all these years, and he doesn't know where she can live happily.
The person he was closest to in this life turned out to be the sharp-tongued old man in front of him. In the original time and space plot, he especially loved to fight with a certain little spider that had not yet appeared at this time.
"Anyway, I don't care about the newspaper office!"
Anton said resolutely, "I'm going to make a movie. To tell you the truth, old man, I have already thought about whatever I want to make."
"Just you?"
Jameson was furious and sneered: "Anton, I will never pay for this! You might as well go to Hollywood next door and be the leading actor in a pornographic film. Maybe you can earn a night's worth of drinking money."
Anton automatically ignored Jameson's bad mouth and shrugged lightly: "I don't need your money, I have already found the enemy, oh, no, the investor!"
"Who?"
Jameson was shocked: "Is there really such a stupid person in the world?"
"I'm really glad to hear that."
Anton laughed heartily and said cheerfully: "Because it is rare for us two die-hards to reach unity on one thing."
"Tell me who it is?"
Jameson snorted: "Who dares to invest money in you? I promise I will run up to him and laugh at him for being a fool."
"Tony."
"Your hairstylist?"
"..."
Anton was silent for a moment and said: "It's Tony from Stark Industries, the top genius inventor in the 21st century, an arms giant with global business, a playboy who sleeps with female models in weekly magazines, and at the same time, he is The idiot you just said is rare in the world."
"..."
Jameson followed silence.
He opened his mouth, feeling that he had just retired for a few days and was already out of touch with this society.
How could Tony Stark, a notoriously clumsy and clever person, get mixed up with a famously clumsy and unintelligent person of his own?
No matter how you think about it, they all have similar odors.
"Tell me, which female star do you want to sleep with?" Jameson thought he had seen through Anton's trick and rubbed his temples.
"You are blaming someone's innocence out of thin air!!"
Anton spoke righteously: "Old man, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person! I am going to sever ties with you for three months. You can leave me alone during these three months! I will start my own business!"
"Then should I help you make up your mind and freeze your bank card?"
"Okay, I will reconsider the issue of severing ties with you and give you an answer tomorrow."
"Seriously, you don't want to make a movie, do you?"
"Of course, I already have the script!"
"Take it and see!"
"Well!"
Anton was speechless, choked, and quickly said: "I will give it to you when I give you an answer tomorrow."
Jameson's mouth twitched, feeling more and more that Anton was unreliable.
Then he waved his hand to indicate that he was impatient and you should get out of my sight.
Anton followed the good example and returned to the room.
Jameson behind him looked at his back as he turned away, opened his mouth, but said nothing in the end.
Anyway, this time with Tony Stark, the famous prodigal son, in charge, Anton can do whatever he wants!
Jameson is too lazy to deal with his prodigal son!
Of course, he also made up his mind to immediately change his will and throw all the cash originally left to Anton into the family trust fund.
When I die, you will receive your death salary from now on, you brat!
Don't even think about getting an extra penny every month!