Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion

"Link, the talent agency is now open, with twelve staff members, including three agents and five assistants. We can start signing artists next. Do you have anyone you'd like to recommend?"

At the dining table, Catherine and Mandy talked about the talent agency.

Link had previously suggested establishing a talent agency to sign a few promising artists and nurture them, so he could eventually place his acting contracts with the agency.

After discussing it, Catherine and Mandy thought it was a good idea.

Following negotiations, both women invested 50,000 US dollars each, and Link invested one million to set up a talent agency named 'Palm Island,' with its headquarters initially based in New York and a studio in Los Angeles.

Link thought for a moment and said, "Not for now. Just sign those you have your eye on, and I'll make recommendations in the future."

"Okay!"

Ms. Mandy nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "I spoke with Gal Gadot a few days ago; she has already joined WME, and they have pretty good resources."

WME is William Morris Endeavor, one of Hollywood's five major talent agencies with considerable clout.

Hearing Mandy's words, Link just said 'forget it.' He had casually mentioned Gadot before.

If he really signed Gadot to the talent agency he invested in, and Taylor found out, it would be like intentionally causing trouble for Taylor, who was a person of acute sensibility. It was best to avoid misunderstandings.

Gal Gadot?

Hearing this name, Selena, who was eating her salad, immediately stopped her fork and perked up her ears.

Unfortunately for her, Mandy and Link briefly discussed this and then moved on from the topic.

Selena glared at him, convinced that this Gal woman must be one of his secret lovers.

Hmph! Link, you've given me leverage against you. Let's see how you dare to bully me in the future.

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After dinner, they chatted about Link's university selection.

Following his SAT results, dozens of prestigious American universities, including Harvard, Yale, and Princeton, sent representatives to invite him.

Considering his busy future schedule and lack of time to travel between places, he decided to join New York University's Sports Management program, mainly studying sports management, sports economics, sports law, and sports communication.

New York University offered generous conditions, including a full scholarship and training funds of no less than thirty thousand US dollars a year.

The university expected him to join the NYU swimming team and arranged a professional coaching team to enhance his swimming skills.

There would be additional rewards for winning at competitions.

The university also stated that, given his limited time, they would flexibly arrange his courses to ensure he could absorb enough knowledge and graduate smoothly.

Originally, Link thought the many college invitations were due to his celebrity status.

It was only after talking with a few representatives that he learned they were more interested in his swimming talent, hoping he could represent their schools in competitions and win honors for them.

Link didn't mind; continuing to participate in competitions, winning gold medals, and adding to his accolades was also part of his plan.

Competing for a school could offer greater benefits than participating as an individual.

"NYU is great, close to home. After you're tired from shooting or performing at concerts, you can rest in New York. Whenever you're free, you can attend classes and study. And by the time you graduate, you'll only be 24, about the same age as other college students. This arrangement is pretty good," Catherine said, smiling over her tea.

"Link plans to continue pursuing a master's and a doctorate. If all goes well, he'll be under thirty when he graduates—a thirty-year-old doctor, world boxing champion, Olympic gold medalist, pop star, film star. Link will undoubtedly become one of the world's top entertainment icons," Ms. Mandy said, clapping her hands.

Link gave a slight smile. These accolades were indeed numerous and dazzling. Taking any one of them out would qualify him as high-quality human capital.

Selena rolled her eyes dramatically. Hearing others talk about having a prodigy brother, she used to be envious, but now it only felt painful.

It seemed to her that every word Catherine and Mandy said was tinged with meaning, intentionally provoking her, and perhaps the next sentence would fall on her.

"Selena!"

Selena thought to herself 'just as I expected' and managed to keep a smile on her face as she asked, "Dear mommy, what did you call me for?"

Mrs. Mandy shook her head, "I don't ask much of you, just to get through college is fine."

Selena's round face drooped as she let out an 'oh', completing college would take four years, and during those years she would have to act, record albums, go on concert tours, and hit the books at school. Was this not asking much?

She saw Link across from her still smiling, almost enough to make her burst with anger. All her accumulated grievances surged up, and she yelled as she pounced on him, opening her little mouth to bite his ear, but just as she clamped down on something, a strong sour taste exploded in her mouth.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Link holding a piece of lemon with bite marks on it.

"Wow!!"

Selena covered her mouth, feeling so wronged she wanted to cry.

But Mrs. Mandy and Catherine burst out laughing.

Selena felt even more aggrieved and hugged Link while hitting him a few times in annoyance.

Ding-Dong!

It wasn't until a telephone rang that Mrs. Mandy told Selena to calm down. Selena then sat down with a pout, glaring at Link indignantly.

Mrs. Mandy stepped away to take a call, later informing Link that it was MJ's agent calling because MJ had arrived in New York today.

To prevent the media from exposing his whereabouts, his itinerary was still confidential.

MJ's agent was asking when Link would be available today or tomorrow to head to the Lincoln Cultural Arts Center to discuss rehearsal arrangements for the concert.

"Michael Jackson?"

Selena no longer cared about being mad, listening intently to Mrs. Mandy's words.

"Link, when do you plan on going?"

Mrs. Mandy asked.

Link glanced at his wristwatch, it was not yet noon, twelve o'clock.

"I happen to be free today; I'll head over now."

Mrs. Mandy nodded and called back the agent to arrange a meeting time. Continue reading at empire

"Link, are you going to meet MJ in a bit?"

Selena asked with wide eyes.

"Yes!"

Link nodded.

Selena blinked her wet eyelashes, "Catherine, I am an MJ fan, a hardcore fan, I really like MJ."

"You can have Link bring you an autograph."

Catherine said with a smile.

Selena twisted her slender eyebrows; clearly, this wasn't what she wanted.

After changing his clothes and coming out of the dressing room, Link saw Selena looking at him full of expectation; he smiled gently, "Anna is busy with work, and I'm still short of an assistant, would you like to give it a try?"

"Yes!"

Selena jumped up in excitement and ran to the restroom to wash her face and put on makeup.

"If you use any of the makeup, remember to tell Taylor it was you who used it."

"Got it!"

Selena muttered to herself in a low voice, 'scaredy-cat'.