Chapter 352 Trouble

Looking at the script in his hand, Lucas's mood was overwhelmed. He couldn't figure it out anyway, how dare this guy make a pirate theme.

"Lucas, it doesn't matter if you don't play, 50 million, I decided to approve the project, not to mention other things, this is the Black Pearl, it will definitely not be built within a year or so."

"I voted." Lucas just hesitated a little, he didn't want to give up this opportunity again.

Everyone knows that William White is not short of money, and the so-called crowdfunding that is playing today is nothing more than the inherent model of Hollywood. Generally speaking, if the investment exceeds tens of millions of dollars, it is impossible to be a single investor.

Someone said, aren't you an idle asshole? That's so stupid.

It is actually wrong to look at it this way. Since you are a part of this industry, you must uphold the rules of this industry. If not, no one will follow the rules in the future.

The shooting plan of two big productions in succession has also made Hollywood's bigwigs terrified. Fortunately, today's White Films is very much like an old Hollywood guy, and it no longer plays anything new and unconventional.

Although the two films were considered unpopular, they did not stop the enthusiasm of investors. Guys on Wall Street don't care about the subject matter, they are more interested in investors.

"Little Tiger, what's the matter?"

"There's something wrong with Miss Ciccone."

"Well, you say."

"She took some photos for a foreign company, she was not famous at the time, but now..."

"Tsk, where are these photos?"

"Sold to the owner of the attic."

"That old guy Bob?" William White couldn't help laughing, if you were a ruffian, he would really have no temper, you have a family and a business, you really dare to turn against the sky.

"Yes, that old man."

"He can't be so stupid, right? Is this going to see God in advance? Or the kind that takes the whole family together."

"That's it, the old guy is fine, one of his editors seems to have thought about it."

"Well, find out the ins and outs, this matter can't be delayed, my cash cow, they dare to think about it? Tell Max to stand by."

"Okay, master."

William White was slandering himself, could it be that the buddies have been too kind recently, and all cats and dogs are planning to come and brush their whiskers.

To put it bluntly, the United States plays by the rules. In such a situation, Bob Guccione, an old man, should clean his hands and hand over the things to William White.

As for whether it will be published publicly, to be honest, William White has never worried about it. Not to mention him, even if this thing is in the hands of Murdoch, the old guy would not dare to publish it.

"What? A club in Los Angeles?"

"It seems to be a group of Haitians who escaped and have no legal status, so they are very unscrupulous."

"Well, Max, go and get rid of that editor first, and then go to say hello to Bob. If you see something, you're welcome, just use it as interest."

"Okay, boss."

"Xiaohu, find someone to watch over the Haitians, wait for Max to come back, and then send them on their way."

"Okay, master, if there is someone who appears unexpectedly?"

"It's bad luck for them, just send them to Africa, anyway, they like to deal with black buddies."

"Okay, master."

Xiaohu and Max left, and William White was still a little bit aggrieved. He thinks he needs to review himself, why are those guys not afraid of him.

Well, someone did get one thing wrong, Bob Guccione didn't make it to that height, and besides, the old guy has always been a daredevil.

When the old guy woke up, he looked very dazed. Although he was a man of odds, he was very clean. He neither smoked nor drank, so there was no reason for any fragmentation.

"Si, why does my head hurt so much? Did someone beat me?" The old man was a little dazed, but everything around him was familiar, and there was nothing messy about it.

"Am I being robbed? In my own home? Damn it, there must be no accidents with those things." He is not worried about his treasures, these things are insured, and if they are lost, they will be lost. The contents of the safe cannot be exposed. If something happens to those things, he will be in big trouble.

Looking at the empty safe, the old guy sat down on the ground and passed out again.

"Hehe, there is actually our bodybuilding champion, Max, let's get rid of them all."

"Okay, boss, what about those things?"

"Go to the black market and dispose of it. It's better not to be in China, and then you can divide it."

"Old, boss, there are quite a lot of things."

"It doesn't matter, just be careful in your subsequent actions."

"Boss, don't worry."

William White is gone, and he still has to comfort the desolate cash cow. Speaking of it, the old bastard is really too much, what is the value of Sister Mai today, it is not enough to burn down your dilapidated attic.

If he eats the same food, why is the playboy all right?

The old guy really caught the weakness of many people, and that's why he was going to be unlucky. No one likes threats, and no one likes surprises.

"Why are you crying? It's okay. You're famous and someone will covet you."

"Yes, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It's just a small matter, but don't hide it from me in the future. If I knew about it earlier, it would be just a phone call."

"I"

"Okay, let's not take this as an example."

"Um"

Sometimes, doing some very hard exercise can really relieve mental stress. Obviously, today's sister Mai is in great need. William White felt that Sister Mai in her previous life had let herself go a little bit, which might also be affected by this incident.

Since you are coercing with these things, then I will simply break the jar and smash it. For those who make action movies, if you threaten with indecent photos, that's a joke.

Although Sister Mai has not come to this step, in fact, it is almost the same. As for now, of course there will be no more hidden dangers.

Bob Guccione was a little scared, but he didn't dare to call the police, so he could only walk around the house like a donkey.

If you do too many bad things, you will be in trouble at this time. Because you are not sure who you offended.

"Boss, Tony is missing. He didn't go to work today, and his family doesn't know where he went."

Damn it, it must be this bastard, the old guy secretly hated him, but he wasn't bothered.

"Did you call the police? I'll go to the company right away."

"We don't have it here, and his family doesn't know."

"Call the police, the company doesn't know anything about him."

"Understood, boss."

At this point in the matter, Bob Guccione roughly guessed that it must be the trouble caused by Tony. Since the other party didn't take his life, he can be regarded as a fastidious person. As for the subordinate who caused the trouble, hehe, that's fine.