"Em, what are you talking about, Link has a girlfriend and he’s getting cozy with Emma Watson? This guy is disloyal to love, he’s a jerk. Surely many fans will be disappointed in him. You think that’s a good thing?"

Kanye said, annoyed.

Eminem shrugged, smiling, "Link is a champion boxer, a creative singer, with strong singing abilities. How could people who truly like him give up on him because of this? Just like when President Clinton’s scandal broke out, his approval rating didn’t fall but rose. By the end of his term, 65% of the public still supported him, which was one of the highest for an outgoing president."

"Link, like him, just made some mistakes that men make, nothing major. Maybe his fans will support him even more because he’s a bit bad, not so perfect."

"Moreover, Link only has a girlfriend, he’s not married; it’s even less of an issue than President Clinton’s, so I don’t think this will affect him much; you guys might have popped the champagne too early."

Eminem, holding a champagne glass, laughed as he looked at the golden liquid inside.

Kanye and the others were in a good mood, excited, but after hearing what Eminem said, their spirits deflated like a snowman doused with boiling water, their expressions and shoulders drooping simultaneously.

Seeing their despondent faces, Eminem suddenly felt a bit of schadenfreude. Recently, there had been renewed strife between the East Coast rap groups and Link. Because of distrust, he had been left out by the small circle, which really pissed him off.

Now, seeing Kanye and the others with glum faces, he felt vindicated and continued, "Don’t forget Link is only 21, young, rich, talented, and famous. Isn’t it normal for such a man to stray? And we’re all men here, who among you dares swear that after having a girlfriend, you haven’t fooled around on the side?"

Eminem’s gaze moved from Kanye to 50 Cent, to Lil Wayne, T.I., Usher, and the others—all wearing dark expressions, turned their heads away, obviously having been unfaithful, too.

But when Eminem’s eyes met Beyonce’s, she was squinting at him, looking coldly; Eminem quickly moved his gaze to Jay-Z.

Jay-Z glanced at Beyonce beside him and quickly shook his head.

"Look! Apart from Jess, all the men here have made the same mistake, so everyone will understand Link. And don’t forget, Link is also the American Dream, while Emma Watson is Britain’s hottest and most beautiful actress right now. Wouldn’t you guys want to sleep with her, wouldn’t Link’s male fans want to? They definitely would,"

"But you and they can’t, only Link did it. His fans will think he’s very cool and support him even more, maybe even idolize him. So I think this won’t have much impact on Link, you guys opened your champagne way too early."

Eminem spoke at a speed of 12 words per second, saying all of the above in one breath. As he spoke, he watched everyone’s faces darken, his pent-up frustration completely dissipated, and he relaxed into the sofa, swinging his legs and looking at them.

Eminem was pleased, but Kanye and the others were not. They had kindly invited him over for drinks, and here he was, advocating for Link. That was so fake.

The group exchanged glances, Kanye stepped forward to take the champagne glass from his hand, and 50 Cent with T.I. escorted Eminem out, urging him to go back to recording songs instead of wasting time here.

Eminem left, cursing and swearing.

"I think that bastard Em has a point; this might not affect Link as much as we thought," Lil Wayne said, spreading his hands in frustration.

"So we just let it go? We spent a million US dollars on this and it did nothing?" Kanye exclaimed angrily.

50 Cent, Drake, and the others had no better ideas. The music at the venue stopped, and the atmosphere turned chilly.

Beyonce swirled her drink, glanced at the men, and smiled slightly, "Don’t be so disheartened; I have a good strategy to deal with Link."

"What?"

Everyone looked at Beyonce with expectation.

Not only could they look at her face, but at this moment they could also openly admire her smooth and curvy long legs, her full chest contour, skin smoother than coffee-colored satin, and that unique mixed-race beauty on her cheeks.

Also, because everyone admired Beyonce so much that when looking for girlfriends, they tended to choose women similar to Beyonce: mixed-race, tall, full-figured, and sexy.

Beyonce, with a teasing smile, said, "You guys forgot about a group, Taylor Swift’s fans. In this affair, Taylor is the most hurt; her fans must be very dissatisfied with Link. You could totally steer Swift’s fans to attack Link; that would certainly annoy him."

"YES! That’s an awesome idea!"

"Beyonce, you’re truly amazing."

"Haha, using Taylor’s fans to attack Link will definitely leave him in disarray; Beyonce, you’re awesome, you’re my eternal goddess," the people began to shout excitedly.

The music in the bar came alive again, everyone raised their champagne glasses anew, discussing how to lead Swift’s fans to attack Link.

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Just then, someone came in to find Kanye and Usher, saying that Scott from SB Entertainment wanted to see them.

Kanye and Usher, hearing that Scott had arrived, went out for a bit.

Lil Wayne and the others continued drinking, discussing how to deal with Link. Before they could come up with a plan, a roar suddenly came from outside.

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