A chance accident led Beijing girl Chen Zhen to be reborn as American girl Jenny Jane. From a regular waitress in a restaurant, she transformed into a legendary Hollywood actress. Dominating Hollywood gave her the power of choice...
A chance accident led Beijing girl Chen Zhen to be reborn as American girl Jenny Jane. From a regular waitress in a restaurant, she transformed into a legendary Hollywood actress. Dominating Hollywood gave her the power of choice...
"It's now 10:44," Jenny Jane said as she sat elegantly in the visitor chair across from the office desk, legs crossed, one hand gracefully resting on the armrest. "There's still 1 hour and 47 minutes until 12:30. Mr. Vigeri, nice to meet you."
She lowered her voice, shifted her legs, and a subtle smile played on her lips as she stared intently at Chesare Vigeri, almost mockingly saying, "Now, you have 1 hour and 47 minutes to convince me that you're a great agent."
Chesare remained stoic, his demeanor unchanged, only a slight ripple on his nostrils and a barely noticeable flicker in his eyes. But Jenny knew she had successfully piqued his interest.
"Very well," Chesare said. "You have successfully caught my attention. Bonus points."
He pulled out an empty folder, opened it with a snap, and made a symbolic gesture, asking, "Now, can we officially begin?"
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Three and a half months ago in Los Angeles
Jenny Jane - Chen Zhen stared at her reflection in the mirror, motionless, with a serious expression.
It was a beautiful face.
Jenny Jane, twenty years old, was in the prime of her life as a woman. Unlike her peers from the distant East, she had learned to apply makeup since seventh grade, and after six or seven years of practice, she had mastered the art of enhancing her appearance, adding the finishing touches. And even without makeup, Jenny Jane was still considered a beauty.
Her features bore strong Germanic traits - typical blonde hair, blue eyes, a high nose bridge, deep and captivating eyes, well-defined facial features. With her bright emerald eyes and long, straight golden hair, combined with her standard height of five feet six inches (1.67 meters) and a slim figure by Caucasian standards, Jenny Jane definitely turned heads on the street. She could even enjoy the privilege of being a beautiful woman and skip the queues at some popular local nightclubs.
Logically speaking, she had no reason to wear such a serious expression. Life couldn't possibly be devoid of joy for someone like her, a stunning beauty.
However, she appeared genuinely unhappy now. Whether it was her tightly pursed lips or her tense posture, it all reflected her mood. Jenny Jane, or rather Chen Zhen, was currently under immense pressure.
She wasn't without reason.
She had traveled back in time, from 2024 to 2001, from Beijing to Los Angeles, from being Asian to being white.
It was the year 2001, when computers were just becoming popular, and the internet was changing people's lives. The era of bulky mobile phones was gradually being replaced by sleek and compact ones, but Steve Paul Jobs had not yet introduced the revolutionary iPhone. Even the game-changing iPod had not been released and would only make its debut a few months later. Chen Zhen, who came from 2024, was not accustomed to life in the early 21st century. It was a time without Blog, Twitter, and Facebook. The mainstream communication tools were ICQ and MSN - names that had become outdated in the ever-changing world of technology. If it weren't for her time-traveling back to early 2000s America, Chen Zhen wouldn't even remember these terms or realize how much her life had been changed by these technologies and how inconvenient life was in the early 21st century.
Of course, that wasn't her biggest problem now.
Her biggest problem was that she fell asleep in her Beijing home, but woke up twenty three years earlier, reborn in the body of a white beauty, and with all of her memories intact.
Jenny Jane Jefferson, born in 1981, social security number 422-11-6742, comes from a disadvantaged family in Alabama. Her father is a convicted robber sentenced to over a hundred years in prison. Jenny Jane has been in prison since she was six years old. Her mother left the family and never had any contact with them. After her grandmother passed away, Jenny Jane entered the welfare system and grew up in multiple foster homes. She completed high school two years ago and came to Los Angeles to work. She wanted to pursue opportunities as an actress but was unsuccessful. Currently, she works as a waitress in a restaurant.
Her memories can be summarized in a few sentences. The rest of the personal information, such as her preferences and social relationships, has been filtered out as irrelevant information. In general, just like the aspiring actors in the Chinese entertainment industry, Jenny Jane is a common Hollywood hopeful. She hopes to find her place in Hollywood based on her beauty and youth.
As for Chen Zhen, who is currently trapped in Jenny Jane's body, her information is as follows:
Chen Zhen, born in 1982, from a middle-class family in Hangzhou. Her parents are both civil servants. She passed the college entrance examination and enrolled in the acting department of Beijing Film Academy. During her time in college, she had a relationship with a wealthy man five years older than her. After graduation, they got married and had a child. Due to ongoing conflicts with her husband, they are going through a divorce. Her in-laws have been gradually transferring power to her husband, who will inherit the family business. She also has several properties under her name, and it is estimated that she will receive an inheritance worth more than thirty million dollars.
At this point in time, their lives may not be too different, but in ten years, Jenny Jane is likely to become a person with nothing in the lower class of society, while Chen Zhen will be a wealthy single woman living without financial worries. The contrast between the two is significant. If she could go back to her original body by committing suicide once, she would have already been standing on a rooftop.
Going back to her original body is Jenny Jane's, or rather, Chen Zhen's most urgent desire.
The reason she hasn't attempted it is because she knows that even through suicide, she cannot go back.
Because her rebirth comes with a mission.
To dominate The Hollywood!!! (ᇂ_ᇂ|||)
It's just these vague five words. When Chen Zhen woke up in Jenny Jane's body, she naturally knew this: when the day comes for her to dominate Hollywood, she can choose whether to go back or not.
Setting aside the difficulty of dominating Hollywood, Chen Zhen immediately realized the logical conflict after regaining her senses - if one day she really dominates Hollywood, wouldn't she become a winner in life? If she has reached that point, why would she want to go back?
The following question is if she is here now, is there still a Chen Zhen living in Hangzhou at the same time? And if they were to meet, what would happen? Did Jenny Jane go to Chen Zhen's body?
Of course, she has no way to verify this now. First, just thinking about this question gives her a physical headache. Second, even if she can endure the headache, she doesn't have the money to buy a plane ticket to Beijing, let alone the possibility that her poor and unknown status might make it difficult for her to obtain a Chinese visa.
Jenny Jane graduated from high school with average academic qualifications. Her SAT scores were only half of the total points. Even if she had the opportunity to attend college, she couldn't afford the tuition. Graduating from such an unknown university, it would be difficult for her to find a high-paying job. She would probably earn more as a waitress in a coffee shop.
As for Chen Zhen, she was a performing arts student in college. After graduation, she married into a wealthy family and focused on keeping her husband happy and saving money for herself. Her work skills are close to zero.
Having acquired the memories and personality of two people - let's call her Jenny. Jane now has to consider not just going to China to find 'Chen Zhen', but also making a name for herself and living a life of her own. Of course, in her grand plan, she also wants to try to dominate Hollywood and return to her original life... Although she still doubts if she can really reach the point of dominating Hollywood, why bother going back?
After serving at the restaurant for two days, Jenny's desire to escape poverty became very strong. She couldn't wait to negotiate a film contract and start her acting career - no matter how tough and tiring it is for actors, it has to be better than standing for twelve hours at the restaurant.
The need to change her destiny was urgent and couldn't be delayed. Jenny took a deep breath in front of the mirror, glanced at her watch, and walked out to start her shift: her lunch break was over, and the afternoon shift began.
Yes, she is now just a restaurant waitress.
In the year 3012, the era of humans ruling the Earth as the top of the food chain had long ended. A thousand years ago, the sun's companion star, the Goddess of Revenge, swept across the Earth with her brilliant skirt, bringing war, plague, viruses, natural disasters, and ultimately ending the entire era of civilization. The gods, in their mysterious ways, finally showed favor to the innocent lives on Earth. The animals turned out to have natural immunity to the zombie virus, which prevented them from being infected. Instead, it spurred their evolution at an unimaginable speed and incorporated the perfect human genes into their cells. When the first male Siberian tiger transformed into a human form, a new era began on Earth. The only downside was that the natural law of survival of the fittest eliminated human females. In the new era of Earth, females returned to their primitive state and relied on strong males for survival. They didn't have to hunt or fight; their only task was to reproduce. In terms of reproductive ability, human females were far inferior to animals. The human genes they incorporated could only transform male fetuses from animal form to human form. This time, God created Adam but forgot to take out his rib to create Eve. After attaining higher intelligence and the most perfect human form, male animals had always yearned for their partners to one day evolve into the beautiful and enchanting women depicted in ancient scrolls. They made many efforts to inspire the intelligence of female animals, even directly injecting virus genes into them in an attempt to stimulate their evolution, but ultimately no one succeeded. Regardless of the species, sex has always been an eternal theme as long as reproductive organs are present. Male animals were born in human forms but could never embrace female animals in the same form or communicate with them through language. What a tragedy it was. At this moment, a kind-hearted 17-year-old Chinese orphan named Happiness from the 21st century accidentally traveled through time to this future world. who could only imagine how much fun she would have this time. She couldn't even begin to fathom how novel and fatally attractive her female body would be to these males!
If life could start over, how would you choose? Compose your own laws, set your own rules. Life is short, only a few decades long. Either light yourself up or set the world on fire! Everyone loves Mr. Rich, and no one can live without him! ...
Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone. Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved. It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years. Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from. Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes. Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.
Sunlit hours found their affection glimmering, while moonlit nights ignited reckless desire. But when Brandon learned his beloved might last only half a year, he coolly handed Millie divorce papers, murmuring, "This is all for appearances; we'll get married again once she's calmed down." Millie, spine straight and cheeks dry, felt her pulse go hollow. The sham split grew permanent; she quietly ended their unborn child and stepped into a new beginning. Brandon unraveled, his car tearing down the street, unwilling to let go of the woman he'd discarded, pleading for her to look back just once.
For five years, I believed I was living in a perfect marriage, only to discover it was all a sham! I discovered that my husband was coveting my bone marrow for his mistress! Right in front of me, he sent her flirtatious messages. To make matters worse, he even brought her into the company to steal my work! I finally understood, he never loved me. I stopped pretending, collected evidence of his infidelity, and reclaimed the research he had stolen from me. I signed the divorce papers and left without looking back. He thought I was just throwing a tantrum and would eventually return. But when we met again, I was holding the hand of a globally renowned tycoon, draped in a wedding dress and grinning with confidence. My ex-husband's eyes were red with regret. "Come back to me!" But my new groom wrapped his arm around my waist, and chuckled dismissively, "Get the hell out of here! She's mine now."
For three quiet, patient years, Christina kept house, only to be coldly discarded by the man she once trusted. Instead, he paraded a new lover, making her the punchline of every town joke. Liberated, she honed her long-ignored gifts, astonishing the town with triumph after gleaming triumph. Upon discovering she'd been a treasure all along, her ex-husband's regret drove him to pursue her. "Honey, let's get back together!" With a cold smirk, Christina spat, "Fuck off." A silken-suited mogul slipped an arm around her waist. "She's married to me now. Guards, get him the hell out of here!"
"Stella once savored Marc's devotion, yet his covert cruelty cut deep. She torched their wedding portrait at his feet while he sent flirty messages to his mistress. With her chest tight and eyes blazing, Stella delivered a sharp slap. Then she deleted her identity, signed onto a classified research mission, vanished without a trace, and left him a hidden bombshell. On launch day she vanished; that same dawn Marc's empire crumbled. All he unearthed was her death certificate, and he shattered. When they met again, a gala spotlighted Stella beside a tycoon. Marc begged. With a smirk, she said, ""Out of your league, darling."
The sterile white of the operating room blurred, then sharpened, as Skye Sterling felt the cold clawing its way up her body. The heart monitor flatlined, a steady, high-pitched whine announcing her end. Her uterus had been removed, a desperate attempt to stop the bleeding, but the blood wouldn't clot. It just kept flowing, warm and sticky, pooling beneath her. Through heavy eyes, she saw a trembling nurse holding a phone on speaker. "Mr. Kensington," the nurse's voice cracked, "your wife... she's critical." A pause, then a sweet, poisonous giggle. Seraphina Miller. "Liam is in the shower," Seraphina's voice purred. "Stop calling, Skye. It's pathetic. Faking a medical emergency on our anniversary? Even for you, that's low." Then, Liam's bored voice: "If she dies, call the funeral home. I have a meeting in the morning." Click. The line went dead. A second later, so did Skye. The darkness that followed was absolute, suffocating, a black ocean crushing her lungs. She screamed into the void, a silent, agonizing wail of regret for loving a man who saw her as a nuisance, for dying without ever truly living. Until she died, she didn't understand. Why was her life so tragically wasted? Why did her husband, the man she loved, abandon her so cruelly? The injustice of it all burned hotter than the fever in her body. Then, the air rushed back in. Skye gasped, her body convulsing violently on the mattress. Her eyes flew open, wide and terrified, staring blindly into the darkness. Her trembling hand reached for her phone. May 12th. Five years ago. She was back.
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