violent love affair

The news that the film company Starlight changed hands caused little domestic repercussions.

Because in the eyes of most Chinese people, no matter what the names of American film companies are, in their eyes, only the three words "Hollywood" can completely replace them.Of course, another reason is that the domestic media have kept a silent attitude due to some under-the-table reasons.

Therefore, when the United States on the other side of the ocean used different lengths, angles, tone, positions, and even various reports with racial tendencies to discuss the news that Starlight had changed to a new boss, the media colleagues in Huaguo only adopted In the form of a newsletter, use as few words as possible to announce that "the president of the American film company is replaced by Stella"-one newspaper even misspelled "Stella (Stella)" as "Stelle".

However, all filmmakers in the United States know: this Stella is just a manager on the stage, and the real master behind the scenes is...

A foreign Chinese: Du.

Du Zhuoyang, who was wearing white open pajamas, was leaning on the window sill to answer the phone. The wind outside the window was blowing from the sea, leaving damp and slightly salty air when it swayed through the floor-to-ceiling curtains.

He has been in a bad mood recently. Although he was forced to evacuate from Huaguo because of the thorough preparations beforehand, he was able to retreat completely, but the leader of the underworld who has been stable for several generations has undergone such a big change in his own hands. No one can do it. Take it easy.

Of course, the phone that rang just now made him feel even worse.

"Can you call me at another time?" Du Zhuoyang threw the cigarette butt out of the window, watching the faint sparks that were quickly engulfed by the night after drawing an arc, "always come to harass me at two o'clock in the morning You must have done it on purpose, right?"

"I've got a lot of time," the man on the other end of the phone had an unexpectedly calm attitude. "If you have this time to complain, why don't you go back to sleep after you finish talking about the business."

"Cousin, you talk too much nonsense." Du Zhuoyang snorted and didn't appreciate the other party's affection.

"Listen," Shao Junzhe changed the topic, and his words became a bit cold, "The country has adopted a cold treatment method for all your news, instead of completely blocking it... So, remember to thank Mr. Fang when you have the opportunity."

"Everything is boring if it is too straightforward." Du Zhuoyang said with some disdain, "Also, don't talk to me in such an educative tone-you are not qualified enough."

Shao Junzhe grabbed all kinds of pills and pills at hand and stuffed them into his mouth. He picked up the cup and drank two sips of water before continuing to talk to the phone, "Don't think that if you take the company's shares, you can breathe a sigh of relief and wait for the film business. Come to collect money... I do this, so I have the qualifications to educate you. Listen to me-"

He interrupted what Du Zhuoyang might have said with three words with an accentuated tone, and after thinking for a while, he said, "There are five giants in Hollywood film companies, and only Turner Pictures will stand by your side...don't Rushing to deny it, I know that the Du family and the Terry family have always had close business contacts, and you will definitely be able to deal with them."

Du Zhuoyang lit a cigarette again, watching the pale smoke curl up in the pale yellow light of the wall lamp, and remained silent.

"Talk to them about Huaguo's film quota," Shao Junzhe said slowly, "DreamWorks has been going downhill recently, and it's more appropriate to start here. If both Turner Films and DreamWorks can stand on your side If not, the rest of Meiyu Global will need to go to you to discuss cooperation, not you to go to them to discuss cooperation."

"I don't have such a thing as Huaguo film quota." Du Zhuoyang clicked his tongue, "And to be precise, I don't care what this thing is, I just need a clean enough account."

"But at least you have to ensure that you and your account can stand up in Hollywood." Shao Junzhe said slowly, and then gave up persuading the other party, "I will find someone to help you."

"Surprise~" The man holding a bouquet of white flowers showed a smile that was so bright that the sun would be relatively inferior when the door was opened.

"Shit!" The door that was just opened a crack was immediately slammed shut, and it took a long time before it opened extremely slowly at a speed that was so slow that it was almost stationary.

"Sorry," the cold apology of the man standing behind the door seemed insincere, "I slipped my hand too quickly."

"It's okay," Fang Shuping said happily, "I know you've always been very enthusiastic."

The large living room on the first floor was spotless. California sunlight shone in from the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, leaving large spots of light on the wooden floor... It was exactly the opposite of the mood of the owner of the living room at the moment.

Du Zhuoyang impatiently sat down on the sofa facing the wall-mounted TV, and turned on the TV casually.The servants on the side had already neatly arranged coffee, cigars and newspapers on the tables beside him.

The blond and blue-eyed busty girl on the news channel was broadcasting the news for the week, and as expected, commented on Starlight's change of ownership again.

"Starlight has already been acquired, so you are useless..." Du Zhuoyang said in a bad tone, "How many times do you fucking want me to say this sentence?"

"As long as you're happy, it's fine to say it several times." Fang Shuping's defense value was from Max to positive infinity, and he completely took the other party's sarcastic words as a compliment.

He handed the perfume lily he brought to the servant beside him, and said with a smile in a nasty "Master-to-be" tone, "A cup of coffee... same as last time, with less sugar."

Du Zhuoyang turned up the volume of the TV, treating the man sitting beside him as transparent air.

"...the film will premiere this week, the first since Starlight was acquired..."

"Aren't you going to invite me to the premiere?" Fang Shuping pointed to the news that was being broadcast, and then naturally moved the box of cigars on the desk to his hand.

"No." Du Zhuoyang cherished his words like gold, and felt that it was an undue waste to even look at the other party.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay," Fang Shuping said in a stacked voice, "I have my own ticket."

Du Zhuoyang stood up, and waved Fang Shu's half-built cigar to the ground, "I've had enough of you! If it wasn't for your surname Fang, I would have packed you in boxes and cemented them and thrown them into the seabed or fed them to you." Shark! . . . Come on, what the hell are you going to do to get out?"

Fang Shu looked straight at Du Zhuoyang, the position of the backlight made his eyes so dark that he could not see the deepest part, so that Du Zhuoyang, who was looking at him, thought that at that moment he looked away in anger Eye--

that look...

However, the moment passed quickly.

Fang Shuping blinked, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a smile on his lips, "My dear, I am so flattered and moved by your enthusiasm for me..."

"Shut up!" Du Zhuoyang said coldly.

So, the person who was scolded obediently closed his mouth, and blinked his eyes at a very high frequency instead.

"Mo. S. Mi. Code. No. No!" Du Zhuoyang gritted his teeth almost every word, "Even 'ILoveYou' won't work!...What the hell do you want!"

An M1911 was skillfully pulled out, unbolted the gun, and pointed directly at the center of the man's eyebrows, "Say one more nonsense and I'll kill you!"

Fang Shuping said in a low voice, "But you haven't opened the insurance yet..."

Du Zhuoyang bit his lower lip tightly, his teeth pressed a thin white line on the lip.

He looked at Fang Shuping with a murderous look, then slowly withdrew the gun in his hand, flipped the safety off with his thumb, and pointed it at the TV that was still broadcasting the city's news, "bang bang bang" seven times in a row, turning the TV into zero There was a pile of smoky debris.

Then, the pistol was slammed into the stone floor, making a frightening noise together with the gunshot just now.

Snatching the freshly brewed coffee from the hand of the silent servant standing sideways, Du Zhuoyang angrily walked towards the escalator.

"Zhuo Yang," Fang Shuping, who had just wandered around the ghost gate and was completely unconscious, called out to him, "For the sake of my helping you acquire Starlight, can we get along well? I mean, like Were normal friends and developed into…”

"No!" Du Zhuoyang decisively interrupted the other party's unspoken words, "This is what you owe me—pay back my casino business!"

"What about the fact that you're taking my coffee?" the man asked pitifully.

"Aki!" Du Zhuoyang completely ignored Fang Shuping's question this time, "From tomorrow onwards, I will raise a Tibetan mastiff in the yard!"

Aji, who has shrunk himself to the corner of the hall since Fang Shuping entered the door, still could not get rid of the fate of being named. He answered "yes" loudly while complaining in his heart: Du Shao, you said something about raising a dog It’s so easy, don’t you know that you need to register and register for a dog, and you need to obtain the consent of your neighbors...Although there is no such thing as a neighbor now, the Tibetan Mastiff has a strong smell...every day I get a lot of saliva Going in and out of the house among the big dogs will make me nervous, obviously the deterrent meaning of switching to a sniper is more serious...