Netflix is ​​the best example. After getting rid of losses, the proportion of profits brought by online subscriptions has become increasingly large, and the video tape business has been hit hard. Coupled with the development of DVD, it will probably withdraw from most markets in a few years.

Although the impact of the TV business is not obvious, as long as people with a little vision can imagine the future, youtube is now emerging again. If Netflix's online subscription is still somewhat traditional, then youtube has opened a new door.

So, over the past few months, different venture capitalists have come to invest in the website, but Sean and Neal have politely declined them with various means.

Although youtube is still in the stage of burning money - even Facebook is still in the stage of burning money - the income is pitifully small, Sean is still able to afford it and there is no need to introduce other capital.

If you want to take the high-quality route, you must continue to burn money like this. Just like Facebook, if Zuckerberg started advertising early and made money according to Eduardo's requirements, he would definitely not be able to develop his current scale.

As a pioneer youtube, it has natural advantages in online video websites. If you want to grow bigger, you must keep it.

Of course, Neil's operational methods are also quite clever, allowing Sean's funds to flow into youtube through different bag investment companies through different channels, thus avoiding the impression of eating alone.

It can't be deceived for a lifetime, but it's enough to be deceived for a while. As long as the seven major film companies and the four or five major TV stations are moved, you don't have to worry about pulling them in.

As for the thoughts of several major companies, we can see from the merger of UPN and WB. They will definitely not satisfy the need to be a Netflix supplier. Regarding this, Sean reminded Netflix to have his own plans, but unfortunately they didn't care much. Now that they have youtube and are moving in the direction designated by Neil, they naturally don't bother to care about so much.

What we need to do now is to wait and wait until youtube develops enough to attract attention, and negotiate with several major companies and major TV stations. As long as it succeeds, Sean can further expand his influence.

Before that, he had to meet everywhere at parties honestly, which was really depressing. Sean sighed when he thought of this. Although even if the plan was successful, he was still unavoidable to attend these parties. He was not the king of Hollywood, but he could not help but think about it so comfortingly, and then he was hit by someone.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't see it." The woman said immediately, and took out a tissue to wipe the water stains that splashed on Sean's body.

"It's okay, I'm thinking about other things, not noticing you...Ms. Witherspoon." Although Shaun frowned, he quickly smiled, took the tissue from her hand, and recognized the woman in front of him.

"It turns out to be Mr. Tang," Reese Witherspoon laughed. Although her chin was a little forward, she was still quite beautiful after Julia Roberts. "You can call me Reese."

"Shawn," Sean nodded, "I'm glad to see you, Reese."

"So," she said, pointing to the place he was still rubbing, and shook the cup in her hand. "My Bloody Mary added some more tomato juice, which was not easy to rub when it was mixed with alcohol. You need to use a little... well... dilute at least half of the banana water."

"Is that true?" Sean couldn't help but sigh, "It seems that I can only wait until I get home before I find a way."

"If you don't mind, I can do your best to clean it." Reese said immediately.

"Oh?" Sean raised his eyebrows and showed an unexpected look.

Reese was stunned for a moment, then showed a dissatisfied look: "Hey, what are you thinking? I mean there must be banana water at the bar. I can ask the bartender to find it for you."

"That's great, thank you very much." Sean couldn't help but call him.

However, Reese did not take advantage of the issue, but made a gesture of asking for help. Thinking about the fact that there was nothing more to do tonight, Sean followed and—

"Hmm... um? Oh, yes, I looked at the time and it was indeed a bit late, but don't worry, I'll come over immediately, I promise." Sean, who answered the phone that was constantly vibrating and was washed over his head with a helpless and vague annoyance, finally woke up and said while wearing clothes in a hurry.

"What's wrong? I'm so panicked. Did you encounter something bad?" A warm body leaned over at this time, with indescribable satisfaction in his tone.

The fluffy hair was a little messy. Although the ****'s body was covered by a corner of the quilt pulled over, there was no missing thing exposed to the air. The lazy look made the woman quite tempting.

"Sorry, Reese, I'm going to fly to London early this morning, and there's a movie being filmed there." Sean covered his phone and smiled and said, "It's time now, so my assistant called to urge him."

"Is that?" Reese giggled, his arms stretched out from behind, crossed against his chest, and pinched his chest, which had not been worn yet. "Now, do you want to rush over? Is it too late?"

"Sorry, the plane is still waiting for me, and... the partner is Tim Burton, who likes to nag. If I go back late, he will complain in my ears for a whole week." Sean smiled, broke free from her arm without any trace, and put the phone in his ear.

"Okay, Emma, ​​I'll come over immediately, give me...well...thirty minutes, just like that, see you at the airport." After saying that, he closed the phone and began to put on his shirt.

"Oh, you really don't want to stay for me for a few more minutes?" Reese looked resentful, but did not stop him from wearing clothes.

"I'm really sorry, Reese, you are so charming. I really want to stay for you for a few more minutes. But I had a conflict with the itinerary and couldn't make any adjustments, so I had to leave. Can I forgive me?" Sean coaxed sweetly, and leaned over and kissed her on the face.

"After the movie is finished, we can date every day as long as you want." He then said again, looking at her without blinking, looking quite sincere.

"Well, you cute, fascinating little man." Reese Witherspoon said, biting his lip, narrowing his eyes, and then giggling.

A cute? The fascinating little man? After coming out of Reese's house, Sean, who was driving, chewed the words and then grinned.

He dared to say this, but I don’t know who was crying slutty under him last night, and it was not enough once or twice, and three or four times. He went into the bathroom and started to rinse his body. He even spread his butt and grabbed his things and called again. Frankly speaking, if it weren’t for the time being really anxious, just with this sentence, he would have to clean up her before leaving.

Of course, don't be so sweet before, this is just a one-night stand after all. Even if Sean calls him after returning from London and Reese calls him, he will only fool him. Then again, Sean didn't expect it to be a slept with Reese Witherspoon at the beginning.

As an actress who was able to win the title of American sweetheart after Julia - although the title is not very important - and she often plays a blonde beauty on the screen, she must be a bit beautiful, but Sean did not have any thoughts about her at first, but because the party was not over and he had no one else to accompany him this night, so he started chatting with her.

The things we talked about at the beginning were very ordinary, all about gossip in movies or circles. After drinking a few glasses of wine, she was probably drunk and started to complain and talk about her unfortunate marriage. For example, how many times have she had quarreled since she got married, or how many times have she received family counseling. She has been separated for almost a year and will be officially divorced soon, but she still has to pretend to be loving in front of outsiders, etc.

Then...that's it. He comforted her a lot and sent her home. So she was drunk and dragged him in, and then put a few more cups into the bedroom. However, due to the hunger she showed on the bed and the feeling he felt when he went in, although she was not a long time old, she had not had sex for a long time.

Since that's the case, it's not considered a violation, right? After all, she is only one step away from divorce.

Sean shrugged and focused his attention on driving. He had to hurry to the airport. He promised Emma on the phone for thirty minutes, but... Why do he always think that this romantic encounter is strange?

Not to mention this, he soon arrived at the airport and boarded his own private plane.

"You're five minutes late." Emma, ​​who handed the itinerary to him, kept a smile.

"Train jam." Sean, who signaled the crew to take off, shrugged, "You know, the road conditions in Los Angeles are sometimes not as good as they imagined."

"Is that right? Or after getting up, it delayed the time to go out because of something." Although Emma still kept smiling, her tone was not so friendly.

"It sounds like you're hinting at something." Sean pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Unexpectedly, Emma admitted: "Yes, Garen and the others told me, what might be the reason for this situation."

"It's so unlucky." Sean murmured.

"What are you talking about?" Emma raised her eyebrows.

"Nothing, I'm just a little surprised. You won the trust of Garen and the others in such a short time, which is amazing." Sean smiled.

"Thank you for the compliment." Emma shrugged, without saying anything more, pointing to the itinerary, "You'd better see. If you arrive in London it's too late, you can adjust your time as soon as possible to deal with Mr. Director."

"If I had to take a little longer because of the adjustment jet lag, would Tim still grab me out of the room?" Having said that, Sean picked it up and looked at it. Is this... Emma's intention?
Chapter completed!