like a true warrior, what about you?
The furious speech Eric delivered at the entrance of the Los Angeles Police Department swept across the United States in just half a day, broadcast live on television and online.
Major television stations and newspapers were hijacked onto his war chariot, and even if they resisted in their hearts, they had to react.
Otherwise, if you broadcast it live but then don't follow up with anything, where is your credibility?
The American media at this time had not yet degenerated to the shameless point of later days, where they would open their eyes and lie, or feign blindness in the face of facts, especially when dealing with their own citizens; they dared not do so openly.
If you don't report, the audience will naturally be disappointed in you, and then abandon you, turning to other courageous media.
There were still some smaller, regional television stations, broadcasters, and newspapers that were very willing to get involved in this matter to attract traffic.
Even in the worst-case scenario, if all these scoundrels turned a blind eye, Eric would not lose out.
Because their actions would inevitably help Lionheart Network attract countless new members; he profited from both sides, a stable win-win situation.
Click!
Turning the key, Eric pushed open the door.
Looking at the neatly arranged and spotless new home, Gadot felt another touch of emotion.
"My dear, this is the house I bought for you. It's conveniently located and very private. I've wanted you to move in for a long time."
As Eric spoke, he pried open her hand and carefully placed the key in her palm.
"From now on, you are the mistress here. Do you like it?"
"Mhm." Gadot nodded lightly.
After several days, seeing her finally respond positively, Eric was instantly overjoyed.
Although he knew that part of the reason for this positive response was because Gadot thought only she was invited to the family dinner tomorrow night, it was still a good start.
Tomorrow's matters would be dealt with tomorrow; anyway, his mother would have his back then.
Whoosh!
His arm went around her, and Gadot was already lifted. The two walked inside.
At this moment, the complex emotions accumulated over several days all transformed into desire, intertwining.
Hoeing at noon, Along the River During the Qingming Festival.
Dancing with a clear shadow, Dynasty red wine.
Wielding weapons in the same room, shooting a great eagle with a bent bow.
Childhood sweethearts on bamboo horses, willows planted everywhere.
Gadot soon fell into a deep sleep.
After kissing her cheek, Eric finally withdrew. There was still much to do, and he didn't have much time for romantic dalliances now.
"Boss, your speech was truly amazing, I was almost captivated by you!"
In the car, Carol praised Eric while massaging his shoulders, her two large breasts occasionally brushing against him.
He had desires now, but no mood for them.
In the driver's seat, watching Carol's alluring and seductive demeanor, Pete couldn't help but curse her as a bitch under his breath.
Then he added in his heart, "A bitch with strong work ability!"
Eric took out his phone and called Dan Jones.
"Ms. Jones, it's me."
"I know, Mr. Cooper."
"How far along is the investigation I entrusted to you?"
The other side hesitated for a moment: "It's not going too smoothly. I'm looking for more ways to approach Harvey Weinstein, but he's been very cautious these past few days."
"My team has been watching him 24 hours a day, but this guy hasn't shown any clues. Even when he's at home, none of the things you mentioned have happened."
"What about hotels? What about film sets? The red couch doesn't necessarily have to be at home."
"None of that. He hasn't been to any hotels or film sets. Besides going to the company and home, he only has dinner with guests, but they're all men. Harvey Weinstein can't be gay, can he?"
"No, he's not. I haven't heard of him sexually assaulting men. Well, keep an eye on him, and report any news to me immediately!"
"Okay, Boss, but I think this will be difficult, at least it will take a considerable amount of time."
"Why? You are a top-tier super detective in the industry, and your professional ability is highly praised." Eric asked.
Dan Jones chuckled: "Mr. Cooper, have you forgotten the furious speech you gave this morning? Everyone in the United States saw it."
"As an enemy, at this sensitive time, do you think Harvey Weinstein will rein himself in or indulge himself? I think anyone who isn't a lunatic would know to lie low for a while. He must have that thought."
"Uh, that's something I overlooked. In any case, fulfill your duties and keep a close watch on him!"
"Of course, we are professionals. And Mr. Cooper, you looked very handsome during your speech!"
"Thank you for the compliment. I look forward to your good news."
Hanging up the phone, Eric frowned and looked at Carol: "How are things going with contacting those victims?"
Carol had been instructed these past few days to find actresses who had been sexually assaulted by Harvey Weinstein, and to be precise, this included not only actresses but also screenwriters, directors, and so on.
As long as you were in the industry, preferably new to it, and had something to ask of him, then this guy's demonic claws would not let you go.
There were many rumors about this half-orc in the industry, and many of his sexual assault targets had clear indications.
Some of them had already gained some fame, while others could only still play minor roles.
In the entertainment industry, you don't necessarily get famous just by sleeping with bigwigs; getting famous truly depends on fate.
For example, the famous jingle, "Jing Tian in the north, Yihuan in the south, Zhuang Xinyan who can't be made popular."
Especially Jing Tian, the man behind her, how much money was wasted for her, various female leads in major domestic productions and supporting roles in Hollywood blockbusters, but all she got was audience mockery.
Later, her sugar daddy left her, and after several years of ups and downs, she coincidentally encountered "Rattan," which finally allowed her to turn her fortunes around.
It shows that money is not omnipotent in this circle; if you don't have the appeal, you just don't have it.
But setting aside everything else, Jing Tian's looks were at least on point, otherwise, it would have been impossible for her sugar daddy to spend so much money on her.
And looking at the appearances of the actresses Harvey Weinstein used his power to exploit, Eric always felt that this guy was truly not picky, he could take anything, it seemed he was really hungry!
"We've privately contacted dozens of people based on clues, but most of them are hesitant. They don't want to get involved in the struggle between big companies, even some aftershocks would be enough to ruin their careers."
"Moreover, many of them were also threatened by Harvey Weinstein into signing non-disclosure agreements, so currently only 11 people are willing to speak out."
"These people are all minor roles with no fame. To be honest, Boss, even if they were all tied together, it would still feel like they're making false accusations, and it wouldn't have a decisive effect."
"No credibility?"
"Pretty much. Without an actor of sufficient caliber to stand up, these minor roles are only willing to help us because they have no hope for their future."
Eric sighed. Without decisive evidence, it wouldn't be easy to bring down a Hollywood mogul.
Don't underestimate Harvey Weinstein just because Miramax is a Disney subsidiary. His power is only second to the top tier, and he is a rare gem in the global entertainment industry.
DreamWorks also produced many quality films, but Spielberg's influence in Hollywood was much weaker than Harvey Weinstein's.
The most likely reason this guy fell in later generations was that he was brought down by his own younger brother, Bob Weinstein.
As a blood brother, Bob Weinstein possessed a lot of dirt on his brother's sexual assaults, and in order to compete for the company, he leaked these revelations to the media.
But in such a hurry, where could Eric get evidence of Harvey Weinstein's sexual assaults?
Without evidence, relying only on a few people's empty words would at most be like Bar Refaeli, just splashing some mud.
If you don't kill the snake, you'll be harmed by it. The other party won't give you another chance in the future, so it must be a fatal blow.
"Carol, you continue to contact those victims. I will find a way to get the evidence."
"Okay, Boss."
At the same time, Eric's adversaries were also holding urgent consultations.
"I told you this kid is not easy to deal with. We've been used instead!"
"Hmph! It must be Xia Li Cooper advising him from behind. A young man in his twenties can hardly have such cunning."
"Now everyone has been hijacked, and we need a countermeasure. If we follow Eric Cooper's intentions, it's equivalent to being led by the nose."
"The current priority is how to protect Myspace. That's what we need to consider first."
"James, you know best whether what the Cooper Family kid said is true or false. Even if it's false, we can only treat it as true now. I imagine your website has already received complaint letters, and the Department of Commerce, the Cybersecurity Bureau, and other departments should have received them too."
James Murdoch was speechless. Not only had he received them, but since the end of that speech this morning,
Within half an hour, countless insults and complaints had flooded Myspace's backend, and the staff couldn't even keep up with reading them.
You couldn't even close the complaint and suggestion channels, otherwise, guys from above would immediately rush to Myspace's headquarters to protest and demonstrate.
Americans were all too familiar with this set of tactics: protesting when idle, since they had nothing else to do anyway, and it also highlighted their sense of justice.
"Complaints are only temporary, like a hot topic. When a new hot topic emerges, the public's enthusiasm will shift."
"In any case, Myspace cannot fall. It is our only stronghold on the internet. I have put in a lot of effort for this battle, and you cannot abandon me!"
Unfortunately, his anger was ignored. It was already a loose alliance, and when faced with their own interests being harmed, sacrificing an ally was not out of the question, especially since they could also suck a lot of traffic from the sacrificed ally.
Cursing these vampire scum in his heart, James Murdoch could only resort to his last move.
"We are allies, and we have a common enemy. Your act of abandoning an ally will only invite ridicule!"
"Myspace indeed has many problems, but Facebook also has them; it also contains a lot of pornographic information."
"Furthermore, Eric Cooper himself has already been branded a criminal. We must launch a more intensive attack and not simply let him succeed, don't you agree?"
Everyone looked at each other, and then a thought simultaneously popped into their minds: it wouldn't be bad to make use of waste.
Evening, Beverly Hills, Cooper Family residence.
Eric and his parents ate dinner while monitoring the television news. As expected, for news that emphasizes timeliness, no one could ignore the surging public opinion stirred up by Eric.
Even Fox Television, which was their own, had no choice but to point its guns at Myspace.
However, cunningly, when these guys discussed Myspace's vulnerabilities, they all brought Facebook into the discussion as well.
"It is true that Myspace played some negative roles in the occurrence of these cases, but rashly labeling it as a gathering place for criminals is very inappropriate. Eric Cooper's actions constitute defamation."
"Moreover, there is nothing perfect in the world, and as an emerging social media, everyone is in a exploratory stage, so it is inevitable that some unexpected things will happen."
"Furthermore, not only does Myspace contain some suggestive content, but Facebook, as a social media platform, also uses suggestive content as a means to attract users."
"As the de facto controller of Facebook, Eric Cooper must be aware of the shortcomings of his own website."
"Yet he attributes the cause of all these cases entirely to Myspace, while deliberately ignoring Facebook's role in fanning the flames. This behavior is despicable!"
"As everyone knows, although Eric Cooper passed the polygraph, we all know that the accuracy of a polygraph cannot reach 100%, which means the conclusion cannot be fully convincing."
"For someone who himself may be a perpetrator of child sexual abuse, the speech he delivered is an immense irony and utterly lacking in credibility."
After watching the Fox report, his mother said indignantly, "Eric, these people are simply disregarding the facts. The police have already proven your innocence."
"Mom, I was innocent to begin with, even without the polygraph. They just want to divert public opinion back to me." Eric sneered.
"However, this tactic was within my expectations. Their actions are precisely pushing Myspace to a dead end!"
Waking up, it was the next day.
As soon as they opened their eyes, they immediately turned on their computers and went to Yahoo to see what hot and interesting events were happening today. They immediately saw a message pinned to the top of various Yahoo sections.
Facebook issued an announcement: "After watching Mr. Eric Cooper's speech yesterday, our company has deeply reflected on itself."
"We realize that our management system is still imperfect and there are still some loopholes."
"Especially after comparing it with other social software on the market, we are even more aware of the terrible consequences these loopholes can lead to, which could very well be bloody human lives."
"Therefore, after careful consideration, our company has decided to permanently close the drifting bottle related services."
"For other functions that may trigger sexual crimes, we also earnestly request market supervision, and we will definitely take decisive action!"
The signature was Fitz Heisenburg, who is widely known as the head of Facebook.
Immediately after this announcement was issued, Fitz also updated his Facebook account with a new status.
"I have cut off my arm like a true warrior, what about you?"