America's Big Hero

Now that the government is settled, Sean finally has time to think about venting his anger!

Damn, I almost beat Lao Tzu to death, this matter is not so easy to pass!

"Those three old guys are all single, their wives died a long time ago, and they have family members, but their relationship is average." Bill opened his mouth as he talked about the news he had investigated, his face was hesitant to speak.

There are children, but they left early.

In the past 30 years, the old guys have been in good health, have their own work and life circles, and don't need anyone to take care of them, so the children only come back occasionally.

Xiao En flipped through the documents, but didn't look up. It's only natural that the father should pay the debt!

Seeing that Sean didn't speak, Bill understood.

"Then what about the money these old guys got over the years?" Sean looked through the information and found that the old guys didn't leave it to their children's homes, and they didn't find it when they searched for the old guys' residences.

The old guys don't have much money in their bank accounts.

"This..." Bill didn't answer, and Sean looked up strangely, and found that Bill looked a little weird, as if there was something hard to say.

"What's the matter? Just say something!" Sean asked with a frown.

"We investigated the past whereabouts of the three hometowns and found that they may, I just said possible, donate all the money."

"What?" Sean almost stared at Bill, donating money?

He suspected that he had heard wrong!

Bill spread his hands, with disbelief, guilt, and helplessness on his face.

"Hiss..." Sean stared, put his head in his hands, and gasped.

"True or not, where did you donate it to?" He still couldn't believe it, damn it, the money raised by those old fellows who wanted to kill him was not spent for his own enjoyment, nor was he left for his children. It turned out to be a fucking donation!

Wouldn't those three old men become good people?

The old man is a good man,

Am I a bad person?

I, Sean, am also a 'Justice Messenger' and 'Sin Buster', okay!

Although I killed people, set fire to them, sold fake goods, organized a mafia, and paid bribes...how many of the people he killed didn't deserve to die!

Yes, there are people who shouldn't die, but the police still have misjudgment, and he can't make mistakes by asking for feathers?

What's more, since he took control of the entire New Jersey, the crime rate has dropped significantly and a lot of employment has been provided.

Advocating environmental protection and protecting the environment are fucking good things for themselves, the people, society, and the earth.

So, why do you say that Lao Tzu is a bad person!

Sean's face is ugly!

"It's a bit of a mess. They are all cash donations. Churches, orphanages, nursing homes, some welfare agencies, charities... According to the information we found, they donate in a wide range." Bill said in a low voice.

"Shit!" Sean gritted his back molars, and threw the documents on the ground heavily.

He stood up, walked back and forth in the room, his expression changed, his heart was full of anger but he didn't know how to vent it.

Anger accumulated in his chest, he didn't even know what he was angry about?

This made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Oh shit!Oh shit!Oh shit!

Damn guys!

Immortal!

You fucking want to use money, you ask Lao Tzu to let go and say no!

Why use this method?

Could it be that I'm still fucking stingy with such a small donation!

shit!

Son of a bitch!

Well, I really didn't donate a penny, but he was reborn less than two years ago, and he hasn't had time yet!

Shaking his arm violently, he touched the wound on his back, and Sean's painful face twitched.

After a while, Sean calmed down his heaving chest, and said in an emotionless voice, "Just pretend it never happened!"

Bill nodded.

All afternoon, Sean didn't have any mood to talk. After eating, he turned on the TV, and the scene of Santos' last interview appeared on the TV.

Xiao En's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but force his hands, and the rosewood chopsticks 'clicked' into two pieces.

The son of a bitch is not a fucking good thing either.

Come on you guys, why the hell don't you come and talk to me?

Why do you want to beep on the media directly?

Is it me, Sean, who is too talkative?

Make you feel that you can ignore my thoughts at all, and just trip me up in the media at will?

Or do you think that you are a member of parliament, high above you, and don't take Lao Tzu seriously?

Dog like thing!

Sean's teeth were grinding. He didn't know if it was because of the three old guys before, or if he really hated Santos so much. Anyway, just be angry!

Men, when you get angry, you need to lose your temper.

Holding it in is not good for your health!

Sean never holds back!

He stopped eating, and called Armstrong, "Santos, I asked you to check him before."

"Yes, Santos, all relevant information, including his relatives and friends." Armstrong replied: "I have found out including the depth and XP of his wife."

Sean: (⊙_⊙)?

Sean raised his hand in a daze and rubbed his temples.

Is that what I ordered?

What weird things did you check?

Sean turned his head to look at the dining table, and suddenly lost his appetite.

Armstrong came over in a hurry, holding a thick stack of documents in his hand.

Not to mention, Sean flipped through it, and there really is the data of Santos' wife, depth, XP...

Turtle! !

What the hell have you guys done!

Gas, inexplicably dissipated a lot.

However, Santos should be cleaned up as well as it should be cleaned up.

In the information, Santos’ sources of assets, deposits, consumption, frequent places, lovers...

Love love photos and videos?

Why is there such a thing?

Open it... "Ah!!" Sean screamed and covered his eyes.

Damn, I shouldn't have watched it!

damn it!

In the photo, Santos, a fat guy with big ears, is naked, with cat ear hairpins on his head, blush and lipstick on his face, and a bow tied around his neck...

pink!

Behind him is a naked man with a black tie around his neck...

Shaking his hands and throwing the information out, Sean gritted his teeth.

blind!

Really, it's revenge, it's Santos' revenge!

Armstrong kept his head down like a child in error, if there wasn't a jerk in his shoulders.

Picking up the information secretly, he was also disgusted when he first saw it.

It's just that this kind of thing is not uncommon in the United States, and there are many big names in this group.

Although Armstrong didn't understand why they had such a strange hobby.

However, America is free, and he chooses to respect it.

"I won't watch it." Sean leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and felt very tired.

Suffering consecutive mental blows today is really breaking people.

"Let's sort it out and send it to the newspaper, and let them publish it in batches. Others that can be used as evidence will be handed over to the local procuratorate of the Donkey Party. I will send him to prison." Sean said listlessly.

"Boss, don't you think about it again?" Armstrong's expression became serious, "We can threaten him, and it's okay to make a deal, but if it is exposed and he is sent to prison, there will be no room for maneuver , he is an MP!"

Sean closed his eyes and waved his hands, "I know, I know, let's do it, I know it."

Armstrong nodded. As a subordinate, it was his duty to remind him, although he didn't understand why Sean would do this.

Politics, this is a little too rough.

As soon as Armstrong left, Sean called Torrey over, "Give me a ticket to Los Angeles, the fastest."

Sean felt that he needed to be comforted, mentally, psychologically, and physically.

Chapter 191: Talking about Peace from the Elephant Party

The "Basic Instinct" crew has already finished production and started post-production at this time, and Sharon Stone and others have nothing to do.

Sean's sudden arrival made Sharon Stone very happy.

Being able to come to Hollywood to find her meant that Sean hadn't forgotten her, which was more important than anything else.

Having tasted the taste of a heroine, she cherishes this feeling very much, and understands that this opportunity was given to her.

Catwoman Michelle Pfeiffer came to visit late at night, Sharon Stone turned into a policeman, and a three-party mixed doubles was fiercely launched in the villa.

The three of them fought from the swimming pool to the living room, and then from the living room to the bathroom. The smell of the battle was left on the two women...

After playing for a whole day, Xiao En swept away the haze in his heart, and only then did he have time to go to the company.

Is Sean looking for a woman?

narrow!

Sean came to see the rough cut dailies of "Basic Instinct".

In the screening room, there were 280 minutes of rough cut samples, and Sean sometimes frowned and sometimes stretched.

With the editing to such an extent, Paul himself was a little bit overwhelmed.

Why can't Hollywood directors basically get the final editing rights?

In fact, the struggle for rights accounted for a very low proportion in this. The real situation is that, as the director of the shooting, the scenes that can be left by him are all the scenes he imagined and satisfied with.

Due to some artistic pursuits, the director likes to add some profound, ironic, and critical elements to the film. In this regard, the more ambitious the director, the more famous the director is, the more this is the case.

The director treats the things he shoots like he treats his own children, and he is always reluctant to cut off even a little bit.

And this is not friendly to the audience.

After all, audiences with low education cannot be required to have such a deep aesthetic.

The audience is not the judges. When the audience enters the cinema, they are more willing to see something that makes them happy, fearful, exciting, etc. to stimulate their senses.

This is actually in conflict with the director.

Therefore, professional editors are needed at this time, and there is generally an 'editing award' in any film award.

Editing can often fight with the director...