My teacher is Bruce Lee, who dominated Hollywood.

Chapter 47 The Colonel's Visit

By the time I arrived at the broadcasting station, it was already very late at night.

Qin Han, familiar with the route, took the elevator straight to the top floor.

As soon as I reached the door of Rona's office, a strong, pungent smell of cigars wafted over.

He wrinkled his nose and pushed open the office door.

The female reporter sat behind her desk, her face full of a professional, fake smile, but deep in her eyes was an undisguised weariness and... disgust.

On the sofa opposite her, a mountain of flesh lay sprawled.

This is an extremely obese middle-aged man, wearing a brightly colored floral shirt and holding a very strong-smelling cigar in his hand.

The fat on her neck piled up, obscuring the collar of her shirt.

As he toyed with the gold-inlaid cane in his hand, he said, "Lorna, you must understand, this is not just business! It's charity, it's God's will!"

"Those poor disaster victims are soaking in the mud and water. As one of the most well-connected women in Hollywood, shouldn't you do something about it?"

Seeing Qin Han enter the house, Luo Na felt like she had found a savior and quickly came over to hug him: "Qin, you're finally here."

Taking advantage of the hug, I quickly whispered in his ear, "Be careful, he's a tough old bastard."

After they parted, Rona smiled and introduced the man on the sofa, "Colonel, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Qin Han, the president of Han's Film Industry."

The man called "Colonel" turned his head, glanced at Qin Han, and lost interest after his gaze swept over Qin Han's simple sportswear.

"Han's Film Studio? Which Chinatown shell company is that?"

Upon hearing that arrogant voice, Qin Han recalled: Colonel Parker? Who is that? Someone from the military?

Wait, could it be...?

The biggest vampire and the most shameless liar in the history of 20th-century pop music!

Tom Parker, Elvis Presley's manager?

This so-called "colonel" is an illegal immigrant from the Netherlands.

Rumors circulated that he committed a murder in his hometown and smuggled himself to the United States to escape capture.

Later, he made his fortune as a conman in the circus—he would put chickens on hot iron plates and make them jump because of the hot feet, claiming that they were "dancing chickens".

This underhanded tactic helped him gradually enter the entertainment industry, discover Elvis Presley, and control him, turning him into his "dancing chicken that lays golden eggs."

A lifetime contract plus a broker's commission of up to 50% is outrageous exploitation in any era.

"So it's Colonel Parker, I've heard so much about you." Qin Han gave an enigmatic smile, showing no anger at the other party's rudeness.

"I heard that Elvis Presley's 'Hello Hawaii' satellite concert recently created a ratings phenomenon?"

Upon hearing Qin Han mention that concert, Colonel Parker's fat face revealed a smug expression.

That was the pinnacle of his career!

"That's right, a billion people watched this concert! The person who created this miracle is sitting right in front of you."

"However, with great power comes great responsibility." He shifted to a more comfortable sitting position, his fat almost touching the floor. "You know the Mississippi River has been flooding lately?"

Qin Han nodded. Not long ago, the system had given him this information, which greatly delayed Stallone's arrival in Hollywood.

"It's like hell on earth!" Parker waved his hands dramatically, as if he had just returned from inspecting the disaster area.

"Elvis is too soft-hearted. He cried like a child when he saw the devastation in Tennessee."

"He insisted on doing something for his hometown. So, we decided to hold a charity concert in Memphis to raise funds for the disaster victims."

At this point, Parker's small eyes turned to Lorna again, and he said sarcastically, "This concert should be a major event in the entire American entertainment industry."

Lorna felt a headache coming on, but still managed a smile and replied, "Colonel, didn't I call Qin Yao for you? He's a super agent who's currently in the hottest demand at Universal and Warner!"

"If you promise to give their new movie a 'GG' at the end of the concert..."

"GG? Of course, as long as they can afford a price that satisfies me!" Colonel Parker gave Qin Han a somewhat disdainful look.

Qin Han watched the incessantly chattering fat man with disdain in his heart.

Charity? For this money-grubbing vampire, there's absolutely no way he could have any kindness towards disaster victims.

In the United States, it is common practice for high-income individuals to establish charitable foundations and hold charity galas in order to avoid taxes.

Colonel Parker was a compulsive gambler in Las Vegas, and his gambling debts were estimated to be astronomical.

The purpose of holding this so-called "charity concert" is probably to avoid taxes and make money, ruthlessly exploiting Elvis Presley's value.

Moreover, it can also enhance one's own image, so why not?

However, for Hans Pictures, this is indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Elvis Presley is a symbol of American popular culture in this era.

If my master and he could appear on TV together... just thinking about that scene is enough to get my blood pumping.

Most importantly, this is a fantastic opportunity for me to get in touch with Elvis!

Colonel Parker disguised himself so well that his life story was only gradually uncovered after his death.

And now, he has all the dirt on him in his head.

For example, his real name is not Tom Parker at all, but Andreas Cornelius van Kuijk, a very typical Dutch name.

Using this dirt as leverage, if handled properly, what lies before you is not a mountain of flesh, but a huge mountain of gold!

"Come on, Lorna." Seeing that neither of them was making a move, Parker said impatiently, "This Chinese kid can't afford it! Don't try to play those games with me."

"Use your connections! Just say it's to support Elvis or for charity, and how many minor celebrities would be willing to pay out of their own pockets to get involved?"

Seeing Luo Na's troubled expression, Qin Han quickly came to her rescue: "Colonel, I think a charity concert is indeed a great idea."

Parker glanced at him with some surprise, seemingly not expecting this Chinese man to interrupt: "You think so too, right?"

Qin Han smiled and nodded: "Yes, and I think this concert should be done in a way that is different from others."

"After all, the audience has just watched a near-perfect performance, and repetitive content might make them feel a little bored."

He turned to look at Lorna, gesturing with his eyes as he spoke, "Lorna, you should know the chairman of the Los Angeles sports broadcasting company, right?"

Luo Na didn't quite understand what Qin Han was trying to do, but she saw the look in his eyes: "Yes, he's an old friend of mine. We can go to his office anytime."

With Rona's confirmation, Qin Han felt relieved: "Not long ago, his show 'Midnight Arena' just organized a fighting competition! It was on the beach in Santa Monica."

Parker squinted and frowned.

A fighting ring tournament? What does that have to do with Elvis Presley's concert?

"Colonel, you're a shrewd businessman; you should understand the commercial value of 'differentiation.'" Qin Han began to dangle bait in front of the greedy fat man:

"Elvis Presley represents the passion of rock and roll, and fighting is also a sport that can get everyone's blood pumping. The two are a natural fit!"

Seeing Parker's still indifferent expression, he decided to take drastic measures.

"More importantly, the success of 'Hello Hawaii' was due to satellite broadcasting, which sent the signal to Asia, allowing large populations in Japan, Hong Kong, and Southeast Asia to see it."

"This tournament was organized because a Japanese karate expert wanted to challenge Bruce Lee!"

"Imagine when satellite signals send all of this across the ocean..."