I'm a manager at Heliansheng, I only look for legitimate businesses

The world is not just black or white, there is also a middle ground, which is gray.

"I understand, boss. I've been by your side for so many years, and I have learned a lot, haha." Huoshui really got promoted this time and became the master of a hall.

"That's fine. You know what you can touch and what you can't touch. The pharmaceutical business must be done with foreigners. Chinese are not allowed to touch it. Do you understand?" Zhang Wen nodded and instructed again.

"I understand. Also, try not to use landline phones and only use satellite phones. You've told me this many times," Huoshui repeated.

"Don't be annoying. I don't want to go to the police station to bail you out." Zhang Wen pretended to be angry.

“Haha, you should go to the police station and get Brother Yi out first.” Huoshui said with a smile.

"Flop~~~Let's go!" Zhang Wen cursed.

Speaking of Dabaoyi, Zhang Wen gets furious.

Who could have thought that once this big guy arrived, the United States would let itself go and dare to wander around with its two little brothers.

He also left Chinatown and wandered into a brothel run by a Russian, but for some reason he got into a conflict with someone there.

Fortunately, neither side used guns, but just fought with fists.

Although Da Boyi won the fight in the end, the police were still alerted and Da Boyi and his opponent were taken to the police station.

"Pull yourself down~~~, even if you're not ashamed, I am." After paying a fine of 2000 U.S. dollars, Da Boyi was led out.

"Boss, since the person has been disgraced, why don't you get him out?" Dabaoyi pleaded.

"Hey, what's going on? You developed feelings for each other during the fight?" Zhang Wen said with a smile.

"That's a little bit true. He's a nice person, not a shady person. He's a real man." Dabaoyi is a hero appreciating another hero.

"All right!" The Hongmen lawyer next to Zhang Wenchong nodded, and upon seeing this, the lawyer immediately went back to the police station.

In less than half an hour, a 2-meter-tall, black-haired man walked out of the police station.

"Thank you~~My name is Sergey." The burly man was indeed a nice guy. He expressed his gratitude in Russian English as soon as he came out.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat something." Looking at the two people who sympathized with each other, Zhang Wen smiled and shook his head and let them get in the car.

Soon, the three of them appeared in the restaurant of the Hilton Hotel.

The two strong men, who had been hungry for most of the day, started a new round of competition.

As a result, Daboyi lost with 4 steaks, while Sergei lost with 6.

In the end, Da Boyi covered his mouth and gave Sergei a thumbs up. I give in. What a good-for-nothing.

"Hahaha, I came from a Siberian camp. I'm not good at fighting, but I'm the best at eating." Sergei laughed.

"Hey, why are you in America?" Zhang Wen asked curiously.

The Siberian camp was where all the Russian serious criminals were held. It was not easy for Sergei to escape unscathed.

"My boss asked me to come here to explore the 500th route." Sergei said without hesitation.

"Who is your boss?" Zhang Wen asked curiously.

"Kharkov, Japanese." Sergei said without hesitation.

"Oh~~~I've heard of him. Isn't he in jail?" It turned out to be this famous guy. If we can get in touch with this connection, the subsequent arms business will be much easier.

"Well, it's coming out soon. The boss is planning to expand the prostitution business in the future, so he sent me here." Sergei replied.

"That's right, haha, let's keep in touch. We are in the same industry and can cooperate." Zhang Wen said with a smile.

"Huh? Are you also doing this business?" Sergei asked in surprise.

"A friend of mine is doing this. If you have a high-quality girl, you can introduce her to me." Zhang Wen was ready to introduce him to Qin Yueru.

"Haha, that's great. Yes, we have a lot. Do you want a model?" Sergei said with a big laugh.

"Yes, I have an agency. If you have potential, I can sign you up for a runway show."

There are many high-quality models in Damao and Ermao's families. This is also related to race. Those girls can easily grow to over 1.75 meters. For Zhang Wen, whose family has a brand, the more models the better.

By the way, this year's fashion week is about to start again. If you have time, you can add it. There is no fear of too many secret angels.

Chapter 278 Modifying the Solar Empire Script

Just when Zhang Wen was about to return to Hong Kong, he was interrupted by something else.

"Mr. Zhang, this is the script. You are in the same industry, could you help me take a look at it?" Spielberg found Zhang Wen through Lucas' introduction and handed him a script as soon as they met.

Zhang Wen took it, looked at it, and smiled slightly.

"Empire of the Sun" is an anti-war movie, but many of its plots are inconsistent with reality.

The sufferings and contributions made by the Chinese throughout World War II were completely ignored, and some shots even expressed the stupidity and ignorance of the Chinese at that time.

While it's possible that this is indeed the case, you can't use a single shot to depict the act of stealing a bicycle.

From this point of view, there is some suspicion of smearing Chinese people, and the same goes for the scene where the nanny slaps the protagonist.

Who can be blamed for the fact that the film could not be released in China in the end?

"Steven, do you want to restore history, or do you just want to make an anti-war movie?" Zhang Wen flipped it open and took a rough look. It was the same as the original time and space, so he asked directly.

"Oh? Does that make any difference?" Spielberg asked.

"If we restore history, the Japanese back then were much more cruel and cold-blooded. Do you know how many people died in the Shanghai concentration camp?" Zhang Wen asked with a cold face.

"I really don't know about this." Spielberg said awkwardly.

"The Japanese set up a total of eight concentration camps in Shanghai, imprisoning 8 Allied civilians and soldiers.

By the end of the war, more than 3000 people had died, mostly from malnutrition, incomplete medicines and long-term abuse.

The mortality rate is as high as 40%.

This is just the case in Shanghai. There are many more in other places, and the mortality rate is similar.

So I said that the words cruelty and cold-bloodedness are not expressed enough.

In addition, during the entire World War II, a total of more than 3000 million Chinese soldiers and civilians were killed or injured, and in the Nanjing Massacre alone, 30 soldiers and civilians were massacred.

However, despite this, millions of Japanese troops were still tied down on Chinese soil.

During the entire World War II, the Japanese army lost 197 million people, including 133 million in China alone, which greatly reduced the military pressure on the Allied forces.

This is the real history, which is not expressed at all in your current script.

If you are worried about Japan's withdrawal of investment, I can take over all of their investment shares. I believe Lucas has already introduced me.

You have to know that AMC Theaters is mine.

Don't worry, I just want you to reflect history truthfully without too much artistic processing. You have portrayed the Japanese devils too humanely.

If you have time, I can take you to the memorial halls in Hong Kong or China, and you will understand〃〃." Zhang Wen said a lot, and his mouth was dry.

Similarly, Spielberg was indeed a little embarrassed by what was said.

This can only be blamed on the fact that he did not find enough information, and as Zhang Wen said, there is indeed Japanese investment involved.

However, Zhang Wen, the buyer, is much more powerful than the Japanese. Not only does he have money, he also has theaters.

This is much better than Japan which only offers money, so he immediately decided to change the script.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Zhang, this script is not rigorous enough, I will change it.

What about filming in China? Is that okay?" Spielberg asked again.

"That's no problem. Extras are fine too. As long as the script is fine, nothing will be a problem." Zhang Wen assured.

"Okay, then are you free to participate in the revision of the script?

I'm sorry, mainly because the shooting schedule is a bit tight, and I may not be free to visit the memorial.

I also trust your professionalism. Haha, I've watched a lot of Brothers Films' movies and I know your screenwriting skills." Spielberg asked with a smile.

"Then wait for me for a moment. I'll show you some information. I bought it at the antique shop here some time ago." As Zhang Wen spoke, he walked into the bedroom in the suite.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, he entered the space, and then he took out a thick photo album.

Zhang Wen did not lie. He indeed bought it in an antique shop in Jinshan Chinatown when he was free.

When he first looked through it, he almost smashed the antique shop.

Such an important piece of evidence of invasion was actually gathering dust in an antique shop. The banana man didn't understand what was going on after being beaten and almost called the police.

Later, when he learned that he was the new deputy leader of the Hongmen, he became timid and dared not say anything, and could only blame himself for his bad luck.

“Take a look at it, there are more than 400 real photos in total.

The boss said it was sold to him by a Japanese, which gives you a more intuitive feeling. "Zhang Wen handed it over carefully.

"Huahuahua~~~" Spielberg took it and started to read it, frowning as he read. In the entire presidential suite, the only sound was the flipping of the album.

Zhang Wen had already lit a cigar and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the street view of Hollywood below.

Because he didn't know what to talk to him about, he didn't make the appointment to meet at the Beverly Hills villa.

Instead, they met at the Hilton Beverly Hills Hotel, which was the Wilshire Hotel he had previously purchased.

"..Sorry~~~"

"Wow~~~"

Suddenly, Spielberg only had time to say sorry before he rushed into the bathroom and started vomiting violently.

After he finished vomiting and came out, he didn't dare to look at the TV series for even a moment.

"Are these all true?" Spielberg pointed at the film albums on the coffee table and asked angrily with red eyes.

"Well, it's 100% true, and I can also say with certainty that the reality is a hundred or a thousand times more cruel than this." Zhang Wen said gritting his teeth.

"I understand. The script is left to you. You can revise it directly. I'll take my leave first. I need to take a break. We can discuss again after you finish the revisions." Spielberg was obviously shocked. He wanted to find a place to be quiet.

(Li Dede) "If you don't mind, I'll ask someone to give us a room and I'll finish the renovation quickly." Zhang Wen suggested.

"Okay, I'll just take it easy for a while." Spielberg didn't refuse, mainly because his stomach started churning again.

"Okay, I'll do it as soon as possible. It should be ready by this time tomorrow at the latest." Zhang Wen said after picking up the phone.

"Open another room next to mine." Zhang Wen ordered directly.

Spielberg quickly stopped him, "No, no, any room will do. This place is too expensive."

"Haha, it's okay, it's our own home." Zhang Wen hung up the phone and said indifferently.

Spielberg was stunned for a moment, then asked stupidly: "Hilton is yours?"

"Yes, I bought it not long ago." Zhang Wen nodded with a smile.

"Okay, I'll enjoy it for one night." Spielberg didn't refuse. With such a rich man paying for it, only a fool would not stay.

Chapter 279 Jurassic Park

The script was indeed not changed much, except that the scene when the Japanese army entered the concession was changed to be more in line with history.

When the anti-war newspaper reporters were being hunted down, a scene of them being shot in the street was added. This is real.

The nanny of the male protagonist's family was bullied by the Japanese army in order to protect the male protagonist, and was finally shot to death.

When there was a shortage of medical care and medicine in the concentration camp, the underground party in Shanghai smuggled some supplies and medicine into the concentration camp to help some people with serious illnesses temporarily overcome the difficulties.

The scene of stealing bicycles was just deleted.

At the end, the elderly male protagonist returned to the location of the concentration camp and watched some of the instruments he had used in the concentration camp.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang!" Spielberg was very pleased after reading the revised script.

He originally thought that Zhang Wen would change the entire script beyond recognition, but he didn't expect that it would only be some minor changes. He could completely accept such changes, and he estimated that the Japanese side would be able to accept it.

"You're welcome. It's a change that is in line with the facts. I've already contacted the people in Shanghai, and they can give the crew a 30-day shooting period. Any longer and it will affect our daily life." Zhang Wen said with a smile.

"Ah~~~Haha, that's great. I'll start preparing right away." Spielberg was delighted.

"Don't worry, there's one more thing we can talk about." Zhang Wen stopped Spielberg who was about to leave.

"Anything else?" Spielberg asked.

Zhang Wen handed over two scripts and said, "This is a big production that my DreamWorks is about to start filming, and I would like to invite you to participate."

"Jurassic Park?" After Spielberg looked at the title, he opened the script.

The result was so shocking that he was nailed to the sofa, not moving at all, completely immersed in it. Apart from flipping through the book in his hands, he no longer paid attention to Zhang Wen sitting opposite him.

Zhang Wen smiled and didn't disturb him. Instead, he picked up another script and started reading. He was considering who to direct the show.