Chapter 16: The Shameless Bastard in Reality

  Okuba is a genuine black man, to be precise, he is of pure Ethiopian blood. His name reveals his ancestry, such names are as common in Africa as Xiong Da, Xiong Er, Gou Wa and Gou Sheng are in China.

  Long, long ago, Oakoba's great-grandfather was sold to America as a strong black slave. The life of a black slave was just that, soaking in the sugarcane fields, planting potatoes and corn, and of course, at night he would work hard to plant his own wife's three-inch land... working hard to make his children numerous and his descendants prosperous, including Oakoba.

  Okeba is fifty-four years old this year, a man in his prime of life like a wolf and tiger, as a black man, wanting to succeed in the United States is a hundred times more difficult than those damn whites!

  Okeba was deeply moved by this.

  As head of HBO's Los Angeles management department, Oakbar climbed from the bottom to this position in a full 20 years!

  When it comes to HBO, before 1998, it was just playing some old movies and low-cost dramas with some restricted scenes, such as "Tales from the Crypt" and "Dream On". These dramas were all roughly made, mostly in the form of unitary dramas, with content mainly focused on moral lessons, telling you a life lesson through a small story. Although the production was rough, the content was still quite interesting.

  Starting in 1997, HBO produced high-quality original series such as "Sex and the City" and "Oz", which shone brightly at the Emmy Awards. Due to their high quality, HBO's subscription numbers continued to rise, slowly becoming a leader in the American cable television industry.

  Like many American TV stations, the entire institution of HBO is filled with bureaucracy and racial discrimination. Oakley overcame all of them one by one. For him, whether it was flattering his white superiors or polishing the shoes of his leaders, he had only one goal in mind: to climb up the ranks!

  When you stand at the pinnacle of power, all the hardships you've ever endured will turn into benefits and come back to reward you!

  This is Okabe's motto.

  He did it now!

  In the spacious and bright office, Oakley puffed out his thick belly, trying to swing the indoor golf club. Beside him, a high-end stereo played Beethoven's famous symphony "Fate", the piano sound was sonorous and powerful, evoking passion.

  "Oh, damn it!" Oakley swung his club and the small, exquisite golf ball rolled to the edge of the hole but stopped.

  At this time, the indoor phone rang.

  "Sir, there is a Chinese man with the surname Yi who wants to see you!" The voice of the female secretary came over the phone.

  Oakley didn't stop his golf swing, making a comical swinging motion at the ball, and said into the phone: "Is that Chinese guy again?! Tell him not to come! I'm very busy with work and won't see him!"

  These past few days, this Chinese man with the surname Yi has been calling from time to time and even came over to request a meeting. He swore that if he didn't get to see him, Okuba would regret it.

  Nonsense!

  Aokeba doesn't believe this nonsense at all.

  As the head of a Los Angeles cable TV station, he encounters many inexplicable people every day, all of whom want to gain benefits from him or seek his favor and promotion. However, our dear Mr. Oakbar is a man of principle, and he won't meet with anyone who isn't a big shot or a beauty, especially not some obscure little person like this, and on top of that, a Chinese person who's worse than dog shit!

  Okuba, who has suffered from racial discrimination for many years, has now transformed from a victim of discrimination to a discriminator.

  Discrimination gives him an unprecedented sense of pleasure, just like a noble emperor scolding those low-born servants.

  He doesn't like Chinese people, thinking they're just a bunch of locusts jumping to the US, grabbing food and drink and jobs! The most despicable thing is that after making money, they hoard it instead of spending it, putting it in banks! Damn it, haven't they studied economics? Currency only works when it circulates, storing it up is useless!

  "Also, tell him not to come looking for me again! Otherwise, let the security guard chase him away!" Okuba gave the order.

  The female secretary said "I know" and then hung up the phone.

  "Who does he think I am? Anyone can see him!" Oakley swung his club, and the golf ball rolled out with a "whoosh"...

  But just a few minutes later, the phone rang again.

  Before the female secretary could speak, Okeba angrily said: "What's going on? Didn't I say it already? Don't disturb me if there's no urgent matter!" Several balls didn't go into the hole, and he was in a bad mood.

  "Oh, I'm sorry, sir." A nervous apologetic voice came from the phone, "It's Miss Lily, she said she had an appointment with you today."

  "Lily? Which Lily? Oh wait, let me think..." Oakley tapped his forehead, "Is it the one who played a minor role in 'Desire City', always spilling coffee on herself every time she drank?"

  "Yes, sir, it's that young lady."

  "Oh, okay, so you tell her, let her wait for me at the company entrance first, I happen to have something to go out and take care of!"

  "Alright, sir, I will do as you instructed." The female secretary hung up the phone.

  Okeba shrugged, stuffed that damned golf club into his pocket, and hummed an American tune, only the lyrics were altered: "Little lamb sent to my door, what's a big bad wolf like me to do? Aaah, aaah, aaah, whether I eat her or not, ask dear grandma..."

  Okeba hummed a tune as he danced, spraying perfume on his armpits. After some thought, he unzipped his pants and sprayed some inside too.

  ……

  Outside an HBO cable television station.

  Yi Feiyang sat in a red Ford sedan, leisurely flipping a coin.

  The coin rolled back and forth between his fingers, spinning around like magic, making people's eyes dizzy.

  Yi Feiyang rolled a coin while watching Bunny Bill arguing with the security guard at the company gate.

  Bill was clearly furious, those security guards wouldn't let him in no matter what, he struggled hard, like a salmon swimming upstream to spawn, trying to find an opening to rush past, but those security guards were obviously very dedicated to their duties and didn't give him any chance to slip through.

  Bill was dejected and disheartened, and after helplessly raising his middle finger at the security guards, he walked back to his car with his head hung low.

  "Damn bastards, not giving me any face at all. I said I wanted to see that son of a bitch Aubrey about something, and they didn't even bother to pass on the message, just kicked me out directly! God, is this still America, land of democracy and freedom? It's harder to see one of these dogshit managers than it is to see the President of the United States!" Bunny Bill muttered to himself as he wiped off a smudge on the car with his sleeve.

  This red Ford sedan is his wife, she's the one who comes out to discuss business and cheat people into investing, it all relies on her to put up a front.

  "Dear Yi, aren't you angry at all?" Bill asked, looking at the calm and unruffled Yi Feiyang.

  Yi Feiyang casually flicked the coin up with his fingernail and then grasped it tightly, as if what he was holding onto wasn't a coin, but all of his plans.

  "What's there to be angry about?! We're not gentlemen, nor are we guests, we're extortionists, no need to play so many tricks!"

  "But..." "No buts!" Yì Fēi Yáng cut off Bill's words, "Remember, we're not good people, nor are we kind. We're here for the money. As long as we can achieve our goal, we can do whatever it takes. Do you understand?"

  Yi Feiyang's bandit-like domineering aura shocked Bill, who had always thought of himself as a cultured youth and had never imagined that someone could speak of benefits in such a grandiose and solemn manner.

  "Bullshit, am I really out of touch?" Bill shook his head violently, guarding against being brainwashed.

  ……

  Not far away, the automatic revolving door of HBO company opened, and a big-bellied black fat man walked out from inside.

  "Oh my god, it's him! He's the one and only Oakley!" exclaimed Bunny Bill, "He controls all of HBO in Los Angeles, if you can get in good with him, you'll be set for life!"

  Looking at that black fat guy in front of him, Yi Feiyang snorted with disdain. Can such a guy be called a master? America is really too blind.

  Not far away, the great Mr. Oakley got into his luxurious private BMW car, a slender and graceful woman walked to his window and knocked on it.

  Okeba smiled and said, "Oh, it's you, dear Lili. Please get in."

  The coquettish girl giggled and gave the glass a quick peck on the cheek before opening the car door and getting in.

  ……

  "Ah, I'm not seeing things, am I? That was... Miss Lily? She's so adorable, I loved her role in 'Desire City'!" Bunny Bill stared at the scene in front of him with a mixture of shock and amazement.

  Yi Feiyang didn't know who Lily was, nor did he think she was particularly cute... If he had to say how he felt, he thought she was very seductive and ***, this kind of woman used to be on Temple Street in Hong Kong for 100 yuan a pair!

  In front of them, Okuba started the car and slowly drove away with the incomparable Miss Lily.

  Yi Feiyang said to Bill, "Catch up!" Bill was still tinkering with his Ford car, which was as old as his wife. Yi Feiyang got impatient and kicked him aside, saying "Get out of the way!" and took control of the steering wheel directly.

  "Oh God, be gentle, this is my wife... slow down, don't be so impulsive, she can't take your rough handling!"

  In the midst of Rabbit Bill's wailing, Yi Feiyang showed no mercy, stepped on the accelerator and sped away with a loud roar.