【Goddess of Sunlight】(Chapter 29, East Meets West)

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Author: wolui
June 16, 2017

Hong Kong, the Ni family home.

Ni Zhen sat on the sofa, and in front of him was a man in a suit.

"Young Master Ni, our detective agency has found all the information you requested. It's right here."

Ni Zhen nodded and said, "So Vivian Chow was hiding in this hospital. No wonder we haven't heard from her. She even
lied said she was studying abroad. Bah! What illness does she have?"

The man in the suit shook his head and said, "The hospital's security measures are very strict. We really can't find out."

Ni Zhen said, "Never mind, as long as we found out where she is, that's fine. Thank you."

The man in the suit said, "I'm paid to solve problems for people. Young Master Ni, you don't need to be so polite."

After chatting for a few more minutes, the man in the suit took his leave.

Ni Zhen continued reviewing the information gathered by the detective agency, muttering to himself, "Zhang Min is always
hanging . That bitch is Xiang Huasheng's woman. Could it be that the Sun Yee On triad is really determined to protect Kong Riguang and Zhou Huimin, that
adulterous couple?"

He had been warned by the Sun Yee On once, so he didn't dare to act recklessly. After all, Hong Kong was still dominated by triad power . "Damn it!" Ni Zhen slammed his fist on the armrest of the sofa. The image of Zhou Huimin being fucked by Kong Riguang, screaming lewdly, flashed through his mind again. He couldn't swallow this insult.
"

Bitch

, 　　since you betrayed me, I will never let you go... Jade Girl Sect leader, I spit on you!" 　　However, the presence of the Sun Yee On was quite troublesome. 　　"Maybe... maybe I should leave Hong Kong myself? No matter how powerful the Sun Yee On is, they're just local bullies in Hong Kong ." 　　Thinking of this, a sinister look appeared on Ni Zhen's face, and it was unclear what he was planning. 　　In a private hospital ward, Vivian Chow, whose eyes were covered with gauze, was eating fruit, while her . 　　"Ah Min, the doctor just checked you out and said everything went smoothly. In about ten days, we can do your optic nerve decompression surgery, and then you'll be fully recovered." 　　Zhou Huimin nodded, then sighed, "I'm actually terrified, but I can't skip the surgery." 　　Zhang Min smiled and comforted her, "I asked a friend who studies medicine, and it's just a minor surgery with no risks, so don't worry." 　　Zhou Huimin said softly, "I can't see anything these days, but my mind is much clearer. I was so stupid before." 　　Zhang Min understood the implication, knowing that Zhou Huimin was probably talking about her and Ni Zhen. She paused, her pretty face showing hesitation, but still asked softly, "Ah Min, what do you think of Kong Riguang?" 　　Zhou Huimin blushed immediately. She knew that Qiu Shuzhen and Zhang Min had a good relationship, and she wasn't sure if Qiu Shuzhen had told Zhang Min about seeing her performing oral sex on Kong Riguang at the hospital. She didn't dare lie, so she stammered, "..." "He...uh...he's so talented, and...not bad at all..." 　　Zhang Min sighed softly, saying, "He is indeed a very outstanding man, young and rich, handsome and charming, and full of talent ...it's just that, it's just that there are too many temptations outside for a playboy like him, and it's hard for one woman to tie him down." 　　Although she knew that Kong Riguang had unclear relationships with several female celebrities, she couldn't say it outright, so she could only hint at it to her friend. 　　Zhou Huimin had been in the entertainment industry for many years, so she was naturally not naive. She immediately understood what Zhang Min meant, and her face turned pale in an instant . 　　After a long silence, Vivian Chow sighed and said, "Actually, after this period of time, I've seen through it all . So-called stars like me are just stuck in the middle, nothing more than actresses in the eyes of the wealthy, unattainable . I wouldn't be willing to marry just any ordinary person. Otherwise, I wouldn't have forgiven Ni Zhen so many times despite knowing he was cheating, because I really had no other choice." 　　These words immediately resonated with Zhang Min; wasn't this exactly the situation faced by actresses like them? 　　For them, ordinary men were definitely beneath their notice, but marrying into a wealthy family was extremely difficult, not to mention that even if they did marry a wealthy scion, most were not happy, merely becoming baby-making machines. 　　In the eyes of the average person, female stars are unattainable goddesses. But in the eyes of the wealthy, female stars are nothing more than high-class prostitutes. Just like Rosamund Kwan and Michelle Reis, both considered beauties of Hong Kong, they still competed for the favor of Joseph Lau, an unremarkable middle-aged man, all for money. 　　Zhang Min already understood these things. During the time she was Xiang Huasheng's mistress, he had other women besides her, so it wasn't surprising. 　　However, in Zhang Min's eyes, her good friend Zhou Huimin was a rare breath of fresh air in the entertainment industry, one of the very few actresses who wouldn't bow down to power and money. She really didn't want her to fall into Kong Riguang's trap after just getting out of Ni Zhen's . 　　She had to admit that Kong Riguang, that womanizer, was incredibly charming, making him irresistible to women. However, if one gets caught up in it and can't let go, the hurt will be very, very deep… 　　Zhang Min bluntly said, “Ah Min, with your looks and figure, no man can resist you, and Kong Riguang is no exception. But if you want to be his woman, I'm afraid other women will compete with you. Hmm, I heard that Kong Riguang's wealth isn't much less than Liu Luanxiong's. Think about how many women Liu has around him?” 　　Zhou Huimin remained silent for a long while before softly saying, “I… I don't know what to do… I don't want to share a man with other women. But, I think I've really fallen for him. Thinking about him, missing him, even in my dreams I'm with him…” 　　Kong Riguang took advantage of Zhou Huimin's most heartbroken and lost moment, bringing her to multiple orgasms. With his cheat-like ability of “growing feelings over time,” he actually made this somewhat naive "jade girl" fall head over heels in love. 　　Zhang Min couldn't help but sigh. Her good friend was a stubborn, traditional woman; otherwise, she wouldn't have followed Ni Zhen for so many years. But then again, that despicable Kong Riguang really has the looks to make any woman fall for him. 　　She could only say, "I wonder when Kong Riguang will be back. You're about to have surgery." 　　Young Master Kong, however, was oblivious to being talked about; he was currently enjoying himself immensely.

Monica Bellucci, the future sex symbol of Europe, stood before him in a transparent nightgown, completely exposing her
sexy .

Behind him, on the bed, lay a pale, sexy body—Gong Li, who was experiencing multiple orgasms and
was lost in ecstasy.

Monica's attention was completely focused on the man's naked body; she couldn't believe her temporary
boss possessed such a captivating physique.

His muscular chest, defined abs, and unexpectedly thick penis
sent shivers of pleasure through her.

Kong Riguang took two steps forward and embraced the sexy goddess. Her hot, supple
body made his breathing heavy.

Monica hesitated, glancing at Gong Li on the bed. She wasn't actually opposed to
having ; in fact, she secretly hoped so. However, with other women present, she had never tried it before.

"Monica, you have a great figure."

With that exclamation, the man's hot hands began to linger on the woman's waist and hips.

Actually, the mainstream European aesthetic now leans towards a slim, bony figure; Monica Bellucci's voluptuous and fiery
type didn't fit the trend, which was one of the reasons she hadn't achieved great fame in her early years.

What truly made her shine was the 2000 film *Malèna*, when she was already in her thirties
. Movie fans worldwide missed several years of Monica's peak. "

Luckily I didn't miss it!"

Kong Riguang thought to himself as he touched the sexy goddess's full buttocks—round, elastic, and with an
excellent feel.

Monica panted softly, glancing somewhat awkwardly at Gong Li, who seemed unconscious on the bed, before finally letting go of
her inhibitions.

Anyway, she didn't know this Asian woman at all, and probably wouldn't have any interaction with her in the future, so it didn't matter.

Besides, judging from her behavior during dinner, this Asian woman didn't even understand English, so
it didn't matter what she said.

Monica had figured it out. A seductive smile appeared on her face as she actively stroked the man's arms and chest, saying in
a slightly husky voice, "Boss, you're so strong."

Kong Riguang felt the alluring body in his arms radiating boundless heat, and said, "Monica, you
came into my room dressed like this, are you trying to seduce me?"

Monica was wearing a white, transparent nightgown, over which were sexy black lingerie. Her body curves rose and
fell , incredibly alluring.

She slipped out of the man's arms, turned around, and without speaking, slightly parted her lips, licking her
red lips with her tongue—very sexy.

Kong Riguang felt a sudden rush to his head, his penis throbbing
violently. If he weren't used to seeing stunning beauties, he would have immediately pounced on this tempting enchantress, pinning her to the ground and fucking her hard.

He took a deep breath, demonstratively stroking his erection, and looked at the woman before him with expectant eyes.

Monica tilted her head, her beautiful eyes seemingly filled with moisture. She licked her lips, then
reached behind her and gently unhooked her bra.

Next, she slipped her hand inside the neckline of her nightgown and, with a tug, slowly pulled out her black bra
, tossing it to the floor.

Instantly, her beautiful breasts, which could make any man in the world swoon, were freed, creating
an alluring curve in the semi-transparent lingerie, trembling and barely concealed.

These breasts seemed to sense the man's burning gaze, their tips hardening, making the nightgown
clearly two round nipples.

Kong Riguang's eyes widened. He had been with many beautiful women, but none had ever undressed so seductively
.

Monica chuckled softly, bent over, and leaned forward, her nightgown neckline open, allowing the man a full view of her
snow-white, voluptuous figure. Her hands reached under the nightgown, pulling down her black
panties to her knees.

Instantly, the thicket of pubic hair between her legs was clearly visible through the transparent nightgown. Then,

she brought her legs together, and the panties slid down to the floor. Monica gently lifted her leg,
stepping out from under the panties, now only wearing a transparent nightgown, nothing underneath.

Her body was like a white jade sculpture, full, snow-white, and brimming with femininity.

Especially now, not undressed, she was even more alluring than undressed; truly worthy of being one of the most stunning sex
symbols .

Kong Riguang's penis was already rock hard, ready to pounce.

But Monica took the initiative, gently pushing against his chest, inviting him to sit back on the bed.

Then she knelt down, her hands pressing against the man's parted thighs, gazing admiringly at his penis.
Without a word, she leaned forward, her head close, her lips near the glans.

Immediately, Kong Riguang felt his penis being swallowed by a warm, moist place. Monica
's fiery red lips first held the glans, then slowly descended, gradually taking in most of the thick, long penis.

Watching this European sex goddess kneeling before him, giving him oral sex, Kong Riguang felt so aroused he almost
ejaculated . Fortunately, he was experienced and managed to control himself, enjoying the passionate swallowing and spitting of those full, red lips.

"Ugh...ugh...ugh...um...um...um...um..."

Monica's head moved up and down, while she made muffled groans through her nose, which, combined with
the rustling sounds of her thrusting, were extremely stimulating.

Kong Riguang reached down and slipped his hands inside the open neckline of the woman's nightgown, grabbing one of her firm
, full breasts in each hand. His fingers squeezed, causing the soft, elastic flesh to change shape repeatedly.

"Monica, your breasts feel so good, so big and firm,"

the man couldn't help but exclaim, though he unconsciously used his native Chinese. Monica didn't understand
the meaning of his words, but she knew what he meant from his expression. She winked smugly,
her face becoming even more alluring.

After sucking for a while, Kong Riguang felt the urge. Although he could still restrain himself, he naturally wouldn't miss
the opportunity to give this sexy goddess oral sex.

He withdrew his hands from the woman's breasts, pressed her head down, and then, with a thrust of his penis, a large amount
of semen erupted into Monica's mouth.

Monica seemed caught off guard by the man's sudden ejaculation. A flicker of panic crossed her
eyes , and she made a
few soft moans, trying to spit out his penis, but the man held her head down, preventing her from doing so. She could only let the hot semen shoot into her throat in spurts.

The man trembled slightly, while the woman moaned softly.

After a while, Kong Riguang finally withdrew his penis from the woman's warm mouth, letting out a satisfied sigh.

Monica remained kneeling between the man's legs, raising her pretty face, her eyes filled with a hazy, alluring gaze. She opened her lips,
extended her tongue, and thick semen mixed with saliva dripped from her tongue, falling drop by drop onto the carpet.

Then, with a flick of her tongue, she swallowed the remaining semen, her throat bobbing a few times before swallowing it, and she even
licked her red lips.

Watching the seductive goddess beneath him swallow his semen with such alluring movements, Kong Riguang's penis, which had just ejaculated, immediately became erect again
.

Monica's beautiful eyes widened, clearly showing disbelief. She touched his penis with her finger to check
its hardness, and finally exclaimed in admiration, "Boss, can Chinese Kung Fu be practiced to this extent?"

She remembered that when Kong Riguang defeated the black man who stole her handbag in Nice, France, he said he knew
a little bit of Chinese Kung Fu!

Kong Riguang smiled smugly, picked up Monica, sat her on his lap, and removed her only remaining
transparent nightgown, leaving her completely naked.

She truly possessed the ultimate beauty, with large breasts, a slender waist, a pert bottom, a flat stomach, and long legs.
Every inch of Monica Bellucci exuded the most intense feminine allure, stirring men's
hormones .

He fondled Monica's shapely breasts with great caress, his fingers gently brushing against her small nipples,
causing her body to tremble occasionally.

Monica gazed at the man's handsome face, a smile playing on her lips. She gave him a quick kiss and said, "Boss,
your technique is amazing, it feels so good."

Western women are generally more open and straightforward; they speak their minds without any hesitation.

Kong Riguang chuckled, his large hand reaching between Monica's legs, pressing against her pubic hair.
He inserted his middle finger into the crevice, finding it already soaking wet.

"Monica, do you want it?"

The woman giggled, pushing against the man's chest, making him lie back on the bed. Then she climbed on top of
him . Her full breasts sagged, rubbing against his firm chest, providing him with an excellent tactile experience.

Then, she sat up, straddling his waist, grasping
the base of his thick penis, lifting her smooth, white buttocks, and slowly lowering herself into his position.

"Ah...so...so thick...ah..."

This sexy goddess, who would later be admired and longed for by men throughout the Western world, was now like a high-class
prostitute, engaging in intercourse with the man in a lotus position, lasciviously twisting her waist and swaying her hips, her cunt swallowing and spitting out the man
's penis.

Gong Li had just experienced several consecutive orgasms, and had never felt so comfortable since birth, truly
feeling that she had wasted her life before. In the end, under the man's wild and stormy thrusts, she was so overwhelmed with pleasure that she lost
consciousness.

She slowly woke up, and heard the woman's seductive moans and the unique
slapping .

Gong Li immediately opened her eyes and saw that next to her, Kong Riguang was lying on his back on the bed, while
the Italian woman, who seemed to be named Monica, was straddling him naked, her hands pressing against the man's chest for leverage,
rapidly rising and falling her hips, moaning and making love wantonly.

"What a sexy figure!"

Even as a woman, Gong Li was stunned by Monica's flawless, perfect figure. But she quickly
recovered and felt utterly absurd!

What, what was going on?!

Gong Li immediately pulled the thin blanket over her naked body, her mind a mess, completely unsure
how to react.

Kong Riguang noticed the movement beside him, turned around, and smiled at the flustered Gong Li, "Sister Li, you're
awake?"

Gong Li opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but nothing came out. She looked around and saw that
the room was a mess; she couldn't find her clothes anywhere.

She had a relationship with Kong Riguang partly because she was depressed after breaking up with Zhang Yimou, and partly
because she was in a foreign country, relaxed, and wanted to let loose under the influence of alcohol.

Kong Riguang, a young and handsome Hong Kong tycoon, was the ideal one for
a one-night . So, Gong Li, who was naturally outgoing, let go of her inhibitions and went all out.

But deep down, she was a traditional Chinese woman, still relatively conservative compared to the West.
This situation was really beyond her tolerance.

"Young Master Guang, what, what's going on?!"

Kong Riguang, while rhythmically thrusting his hips, making his thick penis slam into the deepest part of
Monica's vagina, seemingly trying to lift the sexy woman up, said nonchalantly, "
Sister Li just passed out from pleasure, but I wasn't satisfied yet, and Monica just came in."

Kong Riguang only saw Gong Li as a sex partner. Since they had already slept together, there was no need for pretense. If
it felt right would have sex a few more times and enjoy themselves together.

Seeing the man's nonchalant attitude, Gong Li felt a surge of resentment, but she
couldn't express it. She was the number one actress in mainland China. This man had just slept with her, and now he was having sex with another woman right in front of
her ? This was far too disrespectful!

But this man wasn't anyone to her; she'd only met him a few times. Sleeping with him was
consensual, so she had no right to blame him.

Suddenly, Monica shuddered, letting out a high-pitched scream. Her whole body trembled violently, then
she collapsed weakly onto the man, her face flushed, panting heavily—clearly, she had reached the peak of her orgasm.

Looking at Monica's beautiful face, Gong Li couldn't help but recall the exhilarating sensation she had felt while being fucked earlier.
Her face flushed slightly, and a tingling sensation ran through her body.

The spot below, where this guy's wicked thing had touched, still seemed to retain a lingering, swollen feeling.

Kong Riguang lifted Monica, who was exhausted from pleasure and panting with her eyes closed, from his body to the other side of the bed. He then
turned around and yanked off the blanket covering Gong Li, exposing her alluring white body.

Gong Li exclaimed, "Ah! You... what are you doing!?"

Kong Riguang chuckled wickedly, "Sister Li, I haven't had enough yet."

With that, he pounced on her, pressing down on Gong Li's fleshy naked body.

Gong Li pounded on the man's chest, resisting, "No! Don't do this, get off me, ah, no!"

But women are inherently weaker than men, especially not Kong Riguang, a man with superhuman physical abilities.

In no time, Kong Riguang had her completely under his control, spreading her legs and forcefully inserting his penis into her vagina like a rape
.

Gong Li's vagina wasn't completely dry to begin with, and with Kong Riguang's penis covered in the
gushing , it wasn't particularly difficult to penetrate her. He quickly began thrusting rhythmically.

Gong Li initially resisted with a few slaps, but after a few hard thrusts, her body went limp, and she began
to moan softly.

She was already enjoying the experience, but was only embarrassed because other women were present.

Kong Riguang sat up, straightening his body, his hands gripping the woman's round, white thighs, his penis rapidly
moving in and out of her vagina.

After a while, Gong Li's hands involuntarily gripped the sheets, her eyes closed, her face flushed with desire—where
was the reluctance?

Her figure was outstanding among Chinese actresses—tall, with long legs, full breasts, and a curvy bottom.
As she lay on the bed being fucked, her firm, D-cup breasts swayed back and forth, creating alluring waves of flesh—a visually stunning
sight .

"Sister Li, am I fucking you well? Haha, you're so tight down there, so much juice."

Gong Li bit her red lips, remaining silent, staring at the man with a troubled look.

Kong Riguang immediately laughed, "Don't worry, Monica doesn't understand Chinese, and
I doubt anyone in this hotel understands Chinese either. Since nobody here knows you, it's okay to be a little unrestrained."

Gong Li was momentarily stunned; she had been vaguely aware of this while being fucked.

Kong Riguang leaned down slightly, placing his hands on the woman's shoulders, using them as leverage to increase
the force of his thrusts, causing Gong Li to cry out in uncontrollable pain.

"Ah...ah ah...uh ha...ah...ah...insert...insert so deep...ah ah...can't
...can't take it...ah ah..."

"Sister Li, isn't my cock amazing? Does it feel good to fuck you?"

"Ah...ah ah...so amazing...Guang Shao, you're so strong...ah ah...ah ha...so...so
good ...I'm going to climax again...ah ah...ah ha...ah ah ah ah..."

Under the man's powerful thrusting, after only a few dozen strokes, Gong Li actually climaxed again.

At this time, Monica had recovered somewhat and was looking over here with an amazed expression.
Doesn't tired?

Western society is open. When Monica Bellucci was in school, she had a boyfriend who was a truck driver and
lost her virginity at the age of 17. Over the years, she has been struggling in the European and American entertainment industry, so it is naturally impossible for her to remain chaste.

However, she has never met a man like Kong Riguang. His penis is thick and long, incredibly hard, and his technique
is outstanding. The most outrageous thing is that he is invincible. Monica really wondered if he was on drugs.

Kong Riguang, having exhausted Gong Li, noticed Monica staring at him. He grinned wickedly, got off Gong Li,
moved over, and suddenly swept Monica up in his arms.

Monica gasped, then was laid down on top of Gong Li.

Both women had stunning figures, large, firm breasts; this position, with their breasts rubbing
together, caused the flesh to bulge out.

It was an extremely lewd position, unwanted by both Monica and Gong Li.

Monica struggled, trying to prop herself up on the bed with her hands, but Kong Riguang pressed down on her,
leaving the three of them sandwiched together like a sandwich. The two women's genitals were
pressed tightly , their pubic hair intertwined.

Both women gasped simultaneously, one speaking Chinese and the other Italian—a complete misunderstanding.

Gong Li, still in the afterglow of her orgasm, had no strength left and was powerless to resist
. Monica tried to roll over and get away, but the man grabbed her slender waist, lifted her buttocks
, and thrust into her.

Monica's buttocks were full and round, white and fleshy, and this doggy-style position was incredibly
pleasurable.

Once a man had penetrated her, how could a woman resist? Besides, Monica wasn't really determined to resist.

Kong Riguang's powerful thrusts made Monica's entire body sway back and forth. Her upper body was pressed
against Gong Li, and with this movement, the two women's ample breasts rubbed against each other, causing their nipples
to harden instantly.

After a while, the man pulled out his penis, pressed it down, and inserted it into Gong Li's vagina,
thrusting .

When he was almost done, he switched back and fucked Monica for a bit.

And so, Kong Riguang took turns manipulating Gong Li and Monica, two of the most alluring bodies in the East and West,
enjoying the unparalleled pleasure of their combined sexual encounters.

Finally, the man withdrew his penis, leaving the two women's wet, throbbing vaginas pressed tightly together, then thrusting
his penis between them, pumping dozens more times before finally letting
out a low growl and ejaculating.

The next morning, a exhausted Gong Li slowly awoke to find herself lying naked in the man's
arms . The absurd memories of the previous night immediately flooded her mind, and her face flushed crimson.

"Sister Li, you're awake."

Gong Li looked up and saw the man's handsome face, momentarily lost in thought before finally sighing
.

Turning her head, she saw that Monica was already up, sitting naked at her dressing table,
humming an unknown tune, seemingly in a good mood.

She broke free from the man's embrace, glancing instinctively at his genitals.
There stood , erect and proud. She

couldn't resist flicking the large glans with her finger, scolding, "You wicked thing that's killing me!" Kong Riguang chuckled, grasping Gong Li's large breasts and kneading them a few times, softly asking, "Sister Li, were you comfortable last night
?"

Gong Li blushed even more, turning her head away without a word. After a long while, she nodded almost imperceptibly.

She slapped away the man's still-ravaging hands on her chest, climbed off the bed, and finally found her
underwear.

"Oh dear, it's all torn! How can I wear this!"

She saw that the bra straps were broken, clearly from the intense activity of the night before, and the man
had broken .

Without a bra, it would be too conspicuous when she returned to Zhang Yimou's team.

Kong Riguang then spoke a few words in English, and Monica nodded, taking a set of underwear from her suitcase and
handing it to Gong Li.

"Monica's breasts are about the same size as yours, you can wear hers first."

Gong Li was incredibly embarrassed, but she had no other choice but to take the bra and put it on
. It was a little loose, but it fit her well.

Kong Riguang laughed, "Monica is probably a 35E cup. Even if you're a little smaller, it wo
n't be much different , it'll definitely fit. Hehe, I compared them carefully last night."

After some playful banter, Gong Li washed up and got dressed, and Kong Riguang took her back, while Monica started working.

She had been asked by Kong Riguang to find out the whereabouts of the famous director James Cameron.

James Cameron is one of the most renowned Hollywood directors today. Since his debut in 1981,
he has directed many classic films, such as Terminator 1 and 2, Aliens 2, and True Lies,
all of which are excellent films that have been both critically acclaimed and commercially successful.

For example, True Lies, released in 1994 and starring Arnold Schwarzenegger, grossed nearly $150 million in the United States
alone , making Cameron a hot commodity for major film companies.

It was precisely because of these successes that Cameron's ambitions grew ever larger. He was determined to make a groundbreaking blockbuster,
Titanic. He wanted to use this film to ascend to the throne of the world's film industry.

However, things didn't go as smoothly as he imagined.

Upon learning of Cameron's plan to make Titanic, 20th Century
Fox immediately showed interest and, after negotiations, agreed to invest in Cameron's production.

Little did they know, 20th Century Fox would fall into a trap. Initially, according to Cameron,
the film's budget was around $100 million.

$100 million was already an astronomical sum, but out of trust in Cameron, 20th Century Fox
agreed.

However, $100 million was far from enough. Cameron demanded perfection, and
after completing the model of the ship and preliminary work, the money was almost gone.

Running out of funds, Cameron asked Fox to increase their investment. Fox, caught in a bind, had no choice but to open its coffers again,
providing another $40 million, bringing the total investment to $140 million.

However, it was still far from enough. According to Cameron himself, it would be best to add another $100 million.

20th Century Fox was simply out of their depth. With such a huge investment, how much box office revenue would they need to break
even? The most successful film in recent years, *Jurassic Park*, grossed approximately $350 million.

Even if *Titanic* could have grossed $350 million, with a production cost exceeding $200 million, 20th Century
Fox wouldn't have made much money. Besides, who could guarantee that *Titanic* wouldn't flop?

Take the 1995 blockbuster *Waterworld*, for example.
Its total cost reached $175 million, but it only grossed tens of millions of dollars, nearly bankrupting Universal Pictures, another of the Hollywood Big Eight
. 20th Century Fox couldn't afford to gamble anymore. They had a cautionary tale:

*Cleopatra*, one of the biggest box office flops in American history . 　　To mitigate risk, 20th Century Fox was in talks with another Hollywood giant, Paramount Pictures , hoping Paramount would co-invest in Titanic, with box office revenue shared proportionally. 　　However, Paramount, seizing the opportunity, offered around $60 million in investment, but demanded the North American distribution rights. Paramount believed Titanic would easily gross around $100 million in North America , at least breaking even. 　　North America is Hollywood's largest box office market, and Fox naturally objected. Without North America, relying on distribution in South America, Europe, and Asia wouldn't guarantee recouping the $140 million cost. But other were hesitant to invest in the expensive Titanic. 　　In the end, Fox compromised, accepting a small loss, allowing Paramount to acquire the North American distribution rights for $60 million. 　　Cameron himself forfeited his original $8 million director's fee to reduce Fox's costs. 　　Now, no one knows how spectacular the box office miracle of Titanic, this groundbreaking film, would be ! 　　Cameron was very troubled. The Titanic project was currently stalled due to lack of funds. He knew Fox and Paramount were in talks, and he had already offered to forgo his $8 million salary to allow filming to continue. 　　However, neither Fox nor Paramount had given him any good news. 　　So, Cameron decided to travel to France to attend the annual Cannes Film Festival and relax. 　　Before arriving in France, he made a detour to England to scout a young actress named Kate Winslet , one of the candidates for the lead role in Titanic. 　　At this time, Winslet was not very famous in the United States. Cameron chose her partly because, although she was slightly overweight, she was still very beautiful. Another reason was to save money. 　　Winslet, who had only been in the industry for a short time, commanded a salary of only a few hundred thousand dollars, which seemed like . One very important reason why 　　the lead roles in this mega-production, Titanic, were played by relatively unknown actors Leonardo DiCaprio and Winslet was simply a lack of funds.

Hollywood superstars at the time, like Tom Hanks after filming "Forrest Gump," commanded salaries of
at least $20 million, something Cameron couldn't even dream of.

If funds allowed, Cameron might not have chosen the then-newcomers Leonardo DiCaprio and Winslet,
but money was no object.

Historically, towards the end of filming, Cameron wanted to add extras, paying
them tens of thousands of dollars out of his own pocket, demonstrating the dire financial straits of the production. Because of this lack of money, the film's release
date was repeatedly delayed, and it was reported several times by the media that Titanic would never reach theaters.

Due to the filming difficulties and numerous worries, Cameron was in no mood, even when facing
one of .

He was sitting in a café, opposite a stunningly beautiful woman, the "French
Kiss"—Sophie Marceau.

Sophie Marceau was around 28 years old, in the prime of her life.

This captivating beauty possessed large, brown eyes, delicate features, and a slightly Eastern air—a captivating
blend of allure and innocence, a masterpiece of creation that perfectly embodied both Eastern and Western aesthetics.

She was another perfect work of art presented to the world by the French film industry after Isabelle Adjani.

Perhaps due to Kong Riguang's time travel, history is slightly different from the original timeline.
Sophie Marceau should have been pregnant at this time, taking a break from the film industry.

But now, her pregnancy is gone, and this stunning beauty remains active in the film world. Sophie Marceau knew that director Cameron was casting, and naturally, she was interested in starring

in *Titanic*, as she aspired to break into Hollywood . 　　However, the industry was well aware that the *Titanic* filming was in trouble. If she were to play a significant role in the film, investing considerable time and effort, only to have the film not released or flop at the box office, the lead actress would undoubtedly be seen as box office poison. This was a price Sophie Marceau was unwilling to pay. 　　Cameron, however, considered Sophie Marceau, a highly influential actress throughout Europe, a better . But if he were to cast Sophie Marceau as the lead, he couldn't just offer her a mere two or three hundred thousand dollars like he did with Winslet. What ? 　　They probed each other, but couldn't reach any substantial agreement. 　　Just then, a young man with dark hair and blue eyes approached, smiling and greeting Cameron , "Director Cameron, it's a pleasure to meet you." 　　Cameron frowned. Known as a tyrant on set, he wasn't known for his good temper. Although the young man was excessively handsome, he remained haughty and silent. Sophie Marceau also looked at the young man with some curiosity, inwardly admiring 　　his striking face and physique . 　　This young man was Kong Riguang. After much effort, he had finally obtained information about the director's whereabouts in Cannes and had come immediately. 　　Seeing Cameron's arrogant and sour face, Kong Riguang remained unperturbed. He took a document from his pocket, placed it on the table , and smiled, saying, "My name is Kong Riguang, a businessman from Hong Kong. This is a deposit certificate from Citibank in the United States. I'm interested in your Titanic film project." 　　Cameron and Sophie Marceau looked curiously at the document on the table, their eyes widening in disbelief . 　　The certificate clearly showed a deposit amount of nearly $120 million. Sophie Marceau, as if remembering something, blurted out, "You're the Hong Kong tycoon who 　　opened a $90,000 bottle of Romanée-Conti at dinner ?" 　　Kong Riguang nodded with a smile, admiring Sophie Marceau's refined face. 　　Cameron breathed a sigh of relief. He had heard the rumor too, and this handsome young man before him was likely a genuine tycoon. Instantly, his heart burned with excitement; with an investor, his film could continue shooting . 　　But he paused immediately, then asked somewhat nervously, "Mr. Kong, how much exactly are you planning to invest ? What percentage of the profits do you hope to receive?" 　　Kong Riguang replied nonchalantly, "I can invest $80 million. I won't interfere with the film's distribution or copyright, but 20th Century Fox must give me 40% of its box office profits." 　　Cameron calculated in his mind, "Fox's $140 million plus $80 million equals a total of $220 million, which should be enough to finish the film. And the requirement is only a 40% share of the box office profits. Although Fox is still at a disadvantage, it's still better than Paramount's terms." 　　For him, Paramount was only willing to offer $60 million, while this man was willing to offer $80 million. An extra $20 million in production costs was very important to Cameron; many of his ideas could be realized, so he was naturally more willing to accept Kong Riguang's investment. 　　He didn't care whether Kong Riguang had other motives; as long as he was willing to pay for the film, that was God. As for whether it would be a profit or a loss, that was 20th Century Fox's business. 　　Cameron smiled and shook hands with Kong Riguang, nodding, "Mr. Kong is the biggest surprise of my trip to France . I'll contact 20th Century Fox immediately and have them send someone to Cannes to discuss this with you." 　　Kong Riguang handed Cameron his business card, agreeing, "I'll be in Cannes these next few days. The Fox people can call me here when they arrive. I have high hopes for Director Cameron's talent and full confidence in Titanic ." 　　Cameron stood up and said goodbye to Sophie Marceau. He needed to get Fox to send someone quickly; it would be troublesome if his benefactor changed his mind. 　　After Cameron left, Kong Riguang smiled at Sophie Marceau and said, "Ms. Sophie, I'm a big fan of yours . Would you mind if I sat down for a cup of coffee?" 　　Sophie Marceau smiled and gestured an invitation. She was also curious about this handsome Asian man ; after all, having $120 million in cash in a bank account was something few people in the world possessed. 　　Today she wore a white shirt and only light makeup, her attire quite simple, even somewhat androgynous. However , even the most ordinary clothes couldn't conceal the breathtaking beauty of this French rose.

Kong Riguang, accustomed to beautiful women, showed no stage fright and handed his card to the stunning beauty before him.

Sophie Marceau gracefully accepted it, glanced at it, and saw a long list of titles on the card, all
related to various groups and companies. She smiled and said in English, "Mr. Kong, you are truly young and accomplished."

Kong Riguang gave a nonchalant smile and replied with a thank you in French.

Sophie Marceau was immediately taken aback, her eyes widening. "You speak French?" she exclaimed

. Kong Riguang had taken some French lessons, and although his level wasn't high, he could manage everyday conversation. He continued
in French, "France is a beautiful country, and French is one of the most beautiful languages in the world. I
studied it for a while, but I'm still not very good. I apologize for the poor quality

." Sophie Marceau, being French, was naturally pleased to hear someone acknowledge her country's reputation. She exclaimed,
"Mr. Kong, you are so young, yet you speak several languages. That's truly remarkable."

At this moment, a waiter carrying a menu approached and asked Kong Riguang if he needed anything.

This café, named Café Legend, is a relatively well-known one in Cannes,
located northeast of the Palais des Festivals.

French coffee culture, like wine culture, is deeply ingrained
in . Cafés of all sizes and styles are scattered throughout France, catering to all budgets and tastes, making them
a favorite among the French people.

Especially during afternoon tea, people leisurely sit down, savoring a cup of coffee while
reading or engaging in lively conversation with friends. For the French, it's not just about the coffee itself, but a sentiment and a mood—
a romantic and leisurely lifestyle.

"A cup of coffee can while away an entire afternoon, followed by a piece of
cake with an enticing aroma and glistening luster, and then night falls." This perfectly encapsulates French coffee culture.

Therefore, many traditional French people prefer coffee beans and look down on the fast-food culture of American instant coffee. In
coffee roasting, there's even a specific term: French roast, which is essentially a dark roast.

Raw coffee beans are tasteless; they only develop their aroma after roasting. Choosing the right
coffee beans and roasting them properly are prerequisites for making a good cup of coffee.

Coffee bean roasting is generally divided into eight stages, from light to dark, each with its own representative dishes.
Examples include light roasts of various Americano coffees, medium roasts of Blue Mountain coffee, French roasts of Viennese coffee, and very
dark roasts of cappuccino, etc.

However, Kong Riguang, who was just a nobody in his previous life, knew nothing about this and couldn't help but look to
Sophie Marceau for help.

Sophie Marceau smiled gently and said to the waiter, "A cup of café au lait for this gentleman."

The waiter nodded and went to take the order.

Sophie Marceau raised her coffee cup, took a small sip, and explained, "Mr. Kong, you've probably never been to France
before have you? Café au lait is one of the most popular coffees in France; you absolutely must
try it when you come."

Kong Riguang shrugged, "I don't know much about coffee, I've only heard of mocha, oh, and
latte, and things like that."

Sophie Marceau smiled and said, "Actually, French café au lait and Italian latte are quite similar;
both are made with milk and coffee. But the roasting level of the coffee beans is different, so the flavor is also different. Oh, right,
there's also..." The essential difference. Italians boil the milk first, then pour the coffee into the milk cup.
We, on the other hand, pour the milk and coffee into the cup simultaneously, letting the two liquids mix naturally.

Kong Riguang couldn't help but think to himself, "What the hell is the difference? Making coffee is more complicated than fucking!"

But on the surface, he showed an appreciative expression and nodded, saying, "You can see how
romantic and unrestrained the French are, how much they value freedom, just from the way they make coffee. Hmm, the first encounter between milk and coffee sparks
boundless passion and romance."

At this moment, the waiter brought over the coffee.

Kong Riguang raised his coffee cup, stared straight at Sophie Marceau, took a small sip with a pretentious air,
and exclaimed with a look of intoxication, "Just like how I'm fortunate enough to meet the beautiful Ms. Sophie today,
life full of surprises."

A handsome and wealthy young man can always easily win a woman's favor, especially
when he's deliberately trying to please her. Sophie Marceau's mood improved even more, and she chatted about various aspects of French customs and culture with a radiant smile
.

Kong Riguang would occasionally offer a few words of praise, then ramble on about Chinese culture. In reality, he didn't know much either,
but Sophie Marceau was completely different; she wouldn't notice even the most nonsensical men talking nonsense.

Sophie Marceau debuted at 14 with her first film, *Fanfan*. Her beauty and innocence
instantly made her a French idol.

However, at 18, she was seduced by the 40-something Polish director, Zulawski, and
her career took a dramatic turn. She began starring in films with nudity, much to
the dismay , who vehemently criticized Zulawski.

Of course, amidst their condemnation, they secretly watched Sophie's C-cup breasts in the movies and masturbated in their rooms
.

Now, Sophie Marceau and Zulawski have been together for ten years, and they've both grown tired of each other.
Historically , even after she gave birth to a child, she still broke up with Zulawski a few years later.

How could a man in his late 50s or early 60s satisfy a young woman entering her prime?

In this timeline, Sophie Marceau didn't become pregnant or give birth, making her connection with Zulawski even
weaker .

Kong Riguang and Sophie Marceau, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, hit it off immediately, chatting for almost two
hours. When dinner time came, they ate together before Sophie Marceau excused herself.

Of course, Kong Riguang also obtained the beautiful woman's *****, and they arranged to meet again sometime.

Kong Riguang returned to his hotel and found Monica Bellucci asleep in his bed. Clearly,
the intense activity of the previous night had taken its toll on this Italian sex symbol.

Kong Riguang took a shower, then, without putting on any clothes, climbed into bed naked, slipped under the covers, and pulled
Monica, who was only wearing a thin nightgown, into his arms.

Monica woke up immediately and, seeing it was Kong Riguang, breathed a sigh of relief. She kissed the man and whispered,
"Boss, did you see Cameron?"

Kong Riguang nodded and said, "Everything went smoothly, thanks for the information. Hehe, how should I reward
you?"

As he spoke, he poked the woman's lower abdomen with his already erect penis.

Monica reached down and grabbed the thick, hot rod, exclaiming, "After so
many times last night, it's still so hard!?"

Kong Riguang laughed, deliberately putting on a fierce expression, and said, "You dare to doubt the boss? Hmph,
let me teach you a Chinese idiom: 'to plead guilty with one's essence'!"

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