Dominate the Super Bowl-Chapter 937 - 93.6 billion billionaires

Chapter 937: 93.6 billion billionaires

“Oh, God, please forgive me, you can interview Scarlett, I’ll just step aside.”

Entering the Chinese Theater screening room, there were still media formally invited by the film crew inside. Upon seeing Scarlett and Evans, they immediately surrounded them, but none of them rushed to ask questions and just eagerly stared at them.

Li Wei quickly realized that standing here seemed to be an obstacle, hindering others’ work, so he promptly smiled apologetically.

However, the reporters exchanged glances and called out to Li Wei, who was about to turn and leave.

“…Can we ask you two questions?”

Li Wei: ???

Scarlett looked at Evans and quipped, “Looks like we’re the obstacles here.”

Li Wei smiled at the reporters and politely said, “No, you can’t. This is a movie premiere, and I’m just someone who’s here to join the fun, so I’m ready to thoroughly enjoy the movie.”

“As for interviews,” Li Wei patted Scarlett and Evans on the shoulders respectively, “that’s their job. Trust me, you wouldn’t want to ruin my vacation.” After speaking, he beamed warmly.

Li Wei turned and walked away briskly.

The reporters looked at each other: Is this really happening?

But the important thing was, after exchanging glances, none of them dared to chase after him, a scene that amazed Scarlett and Evans, who had experienced the tricks of reporters.

Scarlett, “They must be afraid of Li Wei hitting them, right?”

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Evans, “Yeah, one hundred percent, definitely. It seems having strong fists is the hard truth.”

And Li Wei?

He was serious. His task for today was already over, and now his only thought was to watch a good movie. Lately, he had been so busy without a moment to breathe, so he was indeed looking forward to watching a popcorn movie to relax.

But, where should he sit?

Cinemas in the United States don’t have seat numbers, so you can sit anywhere once you’re inside.

Li Wei wasn’t sure if it was the same at the premiere.

Looking around, he could see that the seats in the center had name tags to ensure the “Avengers 4” creative team could sit in the spotlight and that there wouldn’t be any discrepancy in importance; but the other seats didn’t have name tags and were all open.

Li Wei was wondering if the media, guests, and audience all sat mixed together, or if there was a designated area?

Then, an elderly man with white hair walked towards Li Wei—

He looked like he was in his sixties or seventies, with neatly trimmed white hair, a well-groomed mustache above his lips, holding a gentleman’s hat in front of him with his left hand. He walked at a leisurely pace, but very steadily, demonstrating an energetic demeanor.

“Hey.” The old man greeted first.

Li Wei looked around and, after confirming that the old man was indeed talking to him, he flashed a smile, “Good evening. Is there anything I can help you with?”

Even though Li Wei knew nothing, he still tried hard to appear friendly.

The old man had a hint of a smile in his eyes, “Are you sure you can help?”

Li Wei laughed directly, “So, is my confusion so obvious? I thought I was hiding it well, but now it seems my Hollywood actor dream is shattered.”

The old man’s lips curled slightly, “But clearly you don’t need to worry about making a living. To be precise, the actors tonight should all envy you.”

Li Wei, “Oh, do you know me?”

The old man, “Of course, Edgerunner. Los Angeles lost to you this year, how could I not know?”

Li Wei waved his hands repeatedly, “Don’t frame me. I still have coaches and teammates to take care of. The credit can’t all go to me.”

The serious manner made the smile in the old man’s eyes ripple slightly, “I wouldn’t frame you. You should blame the media instead. Otherwise, why else would you be the only one here tonight, and not your teammates.”

Li Wei nodded slightly, “Alright, guilty as charged. I couldn’t resist the temptation, and I’m ready to face a barrage of locker room banter; but jealousy won’t help, there’s nothing to be done. Looks and charisma are innate, unless reincarnation is an option, nothing can change that.”

The old man slightly raised his chin, “Envy means you lose?”

Li Wei spread his arms, entirely at ease.

The old man chuckled softly, “No wonder you can be the focal point of the night.”

Li Wei hurriedly put his finger to his lips, “Shh. Let’s enjoy the rare quiet moment. Wait, you’re not a reporter, are you? Or a producer? Then I might be making a fool of myself now.”

Li Wei paused and seriously scrutinized the old man in front of him.

The old man didn’t mind and spread his hands, gracefully accepting the scrutiny, “So, who do you think I am?”

Li Wei pursed his lips, “First, not a reporter.”

“Handmade suit, gentleman’s hat, custom shoes, low-key and restrained manner, yet appearing at tonight’s movie premiere.”

“I guess, if not a billionaire, then a high-ranking executive at a movie company.”

“If I’m wrong, please don’t tell me. I promise not to come back to Hollywood in the future.”

The old man was once again amused by Li Wei’s smile, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and in the end, couldn’t hold back, lightly laughed out loud, “Then that’s our loss.”

“Are you sure you’re not planning to come back to Hollywood? I’d hope to see more players like you; otherwise, the NFL would be too boring.”

“You didn’t guess wrong, but you didn’t guess right either.”

“Stan Kroenke. You can call me Stan.”

The old man extended his right hand for a self-introduction, looking at Li Wei with bright eyes.

Li Wei politely completed the handshake and also introduced himself.

Initially, Li Wei didn’t react, as this name was particularly unfamiliar. He thought perhaps it was a high-ranking executive at a movie company or a top Hollywood producer. After all, his understanding of Hollywood was limited, so it was normal not to know. At this moment, he really needed his friends’ help—

A proper introducer could dissolve 99% of social awkwardness.

But after thinking about it, Li Wei realized that Kroenke had come over proactively, seemingly waiting for an opportunity, a chance for some quiet time around them, and from the details of the conversation, the other seemed to know him very well.

The situation was just a bit off.

Then, a thought struck Li Wei.

“Silent Stan?” Li Wei’s eyes widened.

Kroenke remained expressionless and said calmly in a steady tone, “I don’t like that nickname.”

This was tantamount to an admission.

Li Wei almost choked on his own saliva—

Stan Kroenke, billionaire, owner of the Los Angeles Rams.

Of course, this was just a small part of Kroenke’s multi-billion-dollar assets.

Kroenke’s real identity is a real estate tycoon and a fifty percent shareholder of Wal-Mart, but the more widely known identity of this tycoon is the world’s largest sports industry magnate.

He is passionate about sports, low-key, and avoids journalists, almost rarely appearing in any news reports, always staying behind the scenes, which earned him the nickname “Silent Stan.”

Among Kroenke’s assets, the Los Angeles Rams are his most recent acquisition, starting with a stake in 1995, and by 2010, he fully owned the team; besides that, he also owns Arsenal, Denver Nuggets, Colorado Avalanche, and a total of nine professional teams.

Yes, the Arsenal mentioned here is the famous Arsenal of the Premier League.