America’s Big Hero

(Suddenly found that it is safer to have no title? Try again!)

Xiaoke is really weak, with a longer coastline than Lao Sa, only a few small gunboats, everyone is sad.

Sean couldn't figure out whether it was Lao Sa who didn't want him to expand his navy, or whether he used all the money to build the palace...

"It seems that these oil guys like to build palaces." Robert sighed while standing beside Sean.

Along the way, when the front was in the mud, the banquet of the sultan of the mud was held at the Nuroiman Palace.

1.2 million square meters, 1788 rooms, 257 bathrooms alone, all the outside domes are gilded, even the special doors are gilded.

Anyway, you can use pure gold without gilding.

Otherwise, Sean wouldn't open his mouth in such a small country and ask for 100 million military expenses to assist in defense.

The son of a **** is too rich.

As a result, when I arrived at Lao Sa, I heard Sean say that this guy also has 24 palaces, and Robert's eyes were red on the spot.

He urged Sean to simply rob them.

"Take it off." Sean sneered, they were big dogs.

The King of Kuwait appeared at the pier in full costume to greet him, and whether he welcomed Sean or not, he had to come.

Jordan Belfort didn't get off the boat, and Sean took Robert, Lorraine, and Norris secretary team down to meet the royal family.

The welcome ceremony, the palace, the banquet, as if Sean never knew the vigilance of the Middle East region to lead the fleet, he put forward the order of 'sea area assistance defense' in front of everyone.

In an instant, the banquet hall became eerily quiet.

The king looked at Sean with a solemn expression, "Is this what the US Congress means?"

"Don't think too much, haven't you all consulted." Sean put his eyes down and swept over everyone's faces, his smile remained unchanged, he took a sip of the wine in front of him, and then continued: "The umbrella is a family Ordinary companies, what we do are private security contractors, from individuals to companies, from regions to countries, all kinds of security businesses are within our scope.”

"And what if we refuse?" the king continued.

"There is no need to think so much. I, Sean, are not a devil. This is just a business negotiation. I can still block the Persian Gulf." Sean said with a smile.

Xiao Ke: You want to block the Persian Gulf!

At this point, the atmosphere of the banquet is over, and Sean doesn't care. He has limited time this time and has no time to slowly grind with them.

When the banquet was over, Sean said goodbye directly, got on the battleship and headed for Manama in Bahrain, which, in David's mouth, was the city built by Rockefeller.

This country has only been officially independent for 14 years, but relatively speaking, the members of the royal family here are much more enlightened than Xiaoke.

At the very least, when Sean proposed 'assistance in the defense of the sea' at the banquet, what the Bahrain royal family said was consideration, which was somewhat beyond Sean's expectations.

After that, the Bahraini royal family discussed with Sean about investing, opening an overseas branch of the bank in Manama and opening a shipyard.

As for the shipyard, Sean directly rejected it!

What a joke, in this broken place, there is no steel industry, there is no downstream spare parts industry, which chicken feathers start a shipyard!

"Banks, I would consider letting Sean Commercial Bank open a branch in Bahrain. A shipyard is out of the question, but a factory dedicated to ship maintenance could be considered."

Bahrain Royal Family: I won't be sleepy if you say that!

Facing the somewhat different Bahrain royal family, Sean felt as if he had been stuck...

Anyway, time is too late, visiting two countries in one day is already the limit.

Sean stayed here and held a banquet in the evening. The king took Sean and talked about investing in a ship repair factory.

Sean: What about the sea area to assist in defense?

In the end, considering the large oil tankers that go in and out of the Persian Gulf every day, the market prospects should be very good. Sean still agreed to invest in a ship repair factory in a joint venture with the Bahrain royal family.

The royal family of Bahrain is responsible for paying the money, and Sean is responsible for providing equipment, personnel, technology, and the proportion of shares is 73%.

70% of the Bahraini royal family and 30% of Sean.

After all, there is no need to pay for it. As for technology, personnel, and equipment, Sean remembers that when he was going to refurbish the Keeling-class missile expulsion, he found that the Todd Shipyard, which was responsible for building Keeling 40 years ago, seemed to be on strike and was going bankrupt... …

Don't look at the old equipment and technology from 40 years ago, but that is also American military technology. Just look at the majestic Killeen-class guided missile destroyer under the buttocks.

Sean was sure it would be fine to repair those thin iron tankers.

Signing a cooperation agreement is not a matter of returning empty-handed. The next day, Sean visited Qatar and the emirate of the United Arab Emirates consecutively.

It's a complex, and Sean's focus is here in Dubai.

Future memories told him that Dubai is a good place, where oil and natural gas resources are not rich, which makes the oil guys in Dubai pay more attention to commercial development.

Sure enough, as expected by Sean, the answer to assisting in the defense of the sea is still consideration, but the sheikh of Dubai approached Sean to discuss the plan to jointly develop the tourism industry.

The other party took a fancy to Sean's resources in Hollywood...

Q: What resources does Hollywood have?

Answer: Beautiful!

Is this reasonable?

This is beaver!

Beauty is not a resource!

There are so many local tyrants in the Middle East. They have money and leisure time. The size and geographical location of the country make it impossible for them to compete for hegemony. So what are they doing idle?

Naturally all day long wondering how to play myself.

It doesn't matter what a man plays, the key is to play with 'who'...

Ahem, Norris has a say in this.

There is no problem in cooperating to develop 'tourism' resources, but Sean values ​​Dubai's port shipping business more than this.

Dubai is the choke point for entering and exiting the Strait of Hormuz in the Persian Gulf. In the future, Dubai's port business will always rank among the top ten in the world.

Of course, what we are talking about now is cooperation intentions, and further negotiations will have to wait for the future.

Here, the leased 50,000-ton oil tanker converged and headed straight to the Strait of Hormuz, where it once again passed through the Yifang line of defense.

Oman and the United Arab Emirates are really rubbish. There is a huge strait, and even their own waters are under the control of Yifang.

The radar was running at full power, and the missile was in combat readiness. Sure enough, as soon as it entered the strait, Yifang's warships surrounded it.

It is customary to warn each other to fire immediately when approaching five kilometers!

With the lessons learned, Yifang really did not dare to approach.

Of course, more importantly, the Iraqi side has confirmed that the United States has no intention to intervene in the two countries at least for the time being, and the brothers in the Arab world do not welcome Sean's arrival.

This made Yi Fang heave a sigh of relief.

Sean's fleet was 'gifted' out under the **** of a dozen warships, large and small.

That is Sean, go out and have a look when someone else has destroyed the Yifang helicopter!

This bunch of lunatics whose brains are poisoned by religious ideas will absolutely sink you.

These guys never consider whether you are a civilian facility or not. Attacking the poor is their specialty. After all, it is God's will to kill infidels.

Only planes, cannons, battleships, and missiles can calm their minds!

After leaving the Strait of Hormuz, Sean told the tanker to go first, and the two warships stopped.

Seeing that the battleship stopped, Yi Fang couldn't understand Sean's intention, and immediately sent a communication request.

"Please leave here immediately, Mr. Sean, you Americans are not welcome here."

"Don't be so excited, are you interested in meeting?" Sean said with a smile.

Then there was a long silence. For a long time, Sean thought that the other party was going to refuse, and suddenly heard: "Okay."

After waiting for a long time, a helicopter flew over and hovered above the battleship.

"Mr. Sean." An old man with a beard in military uniform walked towards Sean.

"When you get here, there's no need to keep your face straight, just relax." Sean greeted him with a smile.

"Heh, is Mr. Sean ready to accept our employment?" General Yifang said with a smile.

"Don't." Sean waved his hands quickly, "Forget it, the president has given an order, never make deals with terrorist organizations, never negotiate with 'evil countries' like Yifang, Da Zuo, etc. I still A kid, don't get involved in this."

General Yifang sneered, and everyone knew what they were saying.

"Then what does Mr. Sean have to do with me?"

"Lao Sa owes me a lot of money. He has no money, so he can only use oil to pay off the debt. In the future, my oil tanker will pass through the Strait of Hormuz many times."

"This is not in the interests of Yifang."

"I don't want to cause some unnecessary misunderstandings and cause some bad things to happen."

"You are threatening us!" General Yifang looked sharp.

"I'm protecting my property, my personal property, which is sacrosanct."

Sean and General Yifang looked at each other, and the two refused to give in to each other.

It is impossible to compromise on a deal, even though someone secretly supplies so many weapons and spare parts to Yifang, but Sean is not so big to dare to violate Congress and the presidential decree.

General Yi Fang was very embarrassed. He could probably understand why Lao Sa owed money, but if he let it go, the blockade of Lao Sa's economy would become empty talk.

"The umbrella currently has two warships, but this does not mean that the umbrella will only have two warships in the future. In the shortest one year, we will increase to five!"

"I'm afraid you can't afford it!" General Yifang sneered.

"So there is a maritime defense agreement!" Sean was not annoyed, he said with a smile, "There must be a place for umbrella companies in the Arabian Sea in the future!"

Sean was about to say directly, if you block the Strait of Hormuz, I will block the Gulf of Oman.

This tough attitude gave Yi Fang a headache.

It is useless to communicate with the United States, and the diplomacy of both sides has stopped.

Damn, why the **** would anyone think of getting their own fleet!

General Yifang snorted and turned away. Watching the helicopter take off, Sean smiled and turned back to the cabin.

"Did he agree or not?" Lorraine asked in confusion.

"I don't agree, I don't disagree." Sean said with a smile: "In the end, it's just to see if we have the ability to arrange battleships here."

Lorraine shook her head. For agents, orders must be clear. She hated these political cover-ups the most.

Things have come to an end here for now.

The tanker will enter the Red Sea from Somalia, then go through the Suez Canal to the Mediterranean and the Atlantic to the east coast of the United States.

Sean is flying back to New York from Oman.

The original plan was to leave Lao Sa and go to Sri Lanka, sign a contract, and then blow up the Tigers' boat.

But there is a riot at home, and Sean is going back to put out the fire!

As for Sri Lanka, Sean asked Robert to lead the fleet first.

Sign a contract or something, wait about ten days.

Wait for him to put out the fire and come back.

There is still a lot to deal with here in Southeast Asia.

Boss Ho's money was confiscated.

Brunei's oil didn't scrape...

...

The experience of flying is not good, and Sean's mind is full of the shadow of his own palace in the sky.

When Lorraine woke up in a daze, the plane was already landing.

After getting off the plane, Sean stretched greatly.

Sitting in his own Bulletproof V-stretched Lincoln, Sean headed straight to the Rockefeller family office.

"Grandpa Fifth, I'm here to see you!" As soon as he pushed in the door, Sean shouted loudly with a smile on his face.

"Heh, I'm no longer a local emperor in Asia, what are you doing here?" David leaned back on the chair and looked at the box in Sean's hand with a half-smile, "Don't, you can't afford your date palms. "

"What's so good about the emperor, didn't I come back to listen to the fifth grandpa's teaching?" Sean smiled and walked to the big desk, pulled the chair and sat down, and placed the gilded box on the table.

"Teach you, huh, have you taken a fancy to my position?" Old man David stared at Sean with a sneer, "Come on, let it be for you!"

"Forget it, forget it." Sean smiled and waved his hand, "The family still needs you to be at the helm. Where am I going? I haven't tossed about one-third of an acre."

"Besides, with today's medical technology, it's like playing a game if you live more than 100 years old."

"At that time, I reckoned, I didn't need to stare at Rockefeller anymore."

"Huh, what's the matter, I don't like Rockefeller anymore!" Old man David looked up and down at Sean, and said with his eyelids tucked, "Young man, it's crazy!"

"Hey hey, don't be mad, what kind of young man is that!" Shawn said, shaking his head.

"Okay!" Old man David nodded, "I'll see what you can come up with."

"That family can't be without support."

"It's an honor for you, Young Master Sean, to see such a trivial ability as Rockefeller." Old man David said yin and yang.

Sean rolled his eyes, "I finally know why those guys keep saying that I'm being weird."

Old man David was stunned for a moment, blinking his eyes, a trace of tangle flashed across his face.

"For the Australians, you have to help. This guy is staring at me like a bald mad dog and biting me. Public opinion is too bad for me." Sean talked about the main topic of his visit this time.

"How is your Capital Media's acquisition?" Old man David suddenly asked.

"I got 16% of the shares. I signed the contract when I came back, and I will release the news when I get it." Sean said solemnly: "But the Australians also got 12%, Fake."

"Where did the money come from? I heard that you dropped another 300 million on Hong Kong Island!" Old man David looked up and down at Sean, "You did the HSBC thing, right?"

"No, what are you talking about!" Sean jumped up, "doubt me for anything, am I that kind of person?"

"Why doubt you, you have the ability, so doubt you, is there a problem?" Old man David sneered.

"No, it's unreasonable, isn't it, you just want to frame it!" Sean looked indignant.

The old man David said calmly: "Some people in the Soviet Union are sabotaging, some people buy spies, the Soviets don't need to investigate, they will directly determine that the Americans did it."

"It's the same here in America."

"Even if you catch the person doing the work and ask different things from the other party's mouth, it will not change the result that everyone believes."

"At this level, there is no need for evidence or anything, and no one will look at it. It is useless to put a few layers of shells, because even the people who do things are not qualified to know who they are doing things."

"At this level, there are no secrets in the world." Old man David looked at Sean, "Do you understand!"

"Your net worth is there, but you still lack the background, nouveau riche!" After speaking, old man David couldn't help sneering.

Sean was instantly dumbfounded.

You're right, I can't say it.

It's like decades later, when rabbits think of someone developing virus poisoning, the first one is the United States, no evidence is needed!

Sean's voice was dry, "The Northern Ireland Liberation Organization has admitted it."

"Who do you think has the ability to support the Northern Ireland Liberation Organization that has existed for so many years." David asked calmly.

"Uh..." Sean blinked his eyes and said without hesitation: "Soviet Union, America!"

David spread his hands and smiled without saying a word.

It is impossible to have no one behind a terrorist organization.

There are people behind Chechnya, and there are people behind Afghanistan. The lights are still supported by the old and the United States.

"There are well-trained military groups dominated by white people, apart from the national power, how many are left?" Old man David continued to ask.

"Uh..." Sean's mouth twitched.

"The UK has it, France has it, Germany has it, Sweden has it, but it's a lot smaller than you, and they're all small organizations."

"Of course they are also within the target of suspicion, but don't do this kind of thing in the future." David said in a flat tone: "When you are weak, no one cares about you, it doesn't matter what you do, but as your size increases The bigger you are, the more people will pay attention to you.”

"Okay." Sean reluctantly replied, he still wanted to go to Xiao Baga to play the autumn wind.

It seems that it is time to train a spokesperson.

However, what's so special, according to the old man David, cultivating spokespersons is probably useless!

"You will definitely continue to develop the umbrella. You can do things with integrity. As long as you can find a reason, it will be fine." David looked into Sean's eyes and said.

Sean nodded, and stopped trying to quibble.

"Money is not a big problem." Sean thought for a while and said, "The chairman of the board of directors of HSBC was moved by me. He is only 60 years old, and HSBC is about to let him resign. I just dug him over."

Hearing this, the old man's face was very bright, "I remember, you kidnapped that guy, right? He didn't expect it to be you?"

Sean spread his hands, looked at the old man David, and said, "He said, I look exactly like the kidnapper when I talk, so he recognizes me."

Old man David's face froze, and he wanted to scratch his head behind him, but he forcibly held back.

Shit, it has nothing to do with me!

Old man David doesn't speak like this in front of people. After all, his status is here, and he can't help revealing it to Sean in private.

"Then what?" The topic changed abruptly.

"Then I took a loan from HSBC, first for 300 million, to buy three terminals, oh yes, I have to go to Sri Lanka in a few days, I have negotiated with President Sri Lanka, they are willing to accept the sea defense agreement, contract 10 years, 1.5% of GDP per year, but I have to help them destroy the sea power of the Tigers and block it."

"Shen Bi asked me to find him with the contract, and then continued to borrow from HSBC, with a loan of 1 billion yuan." Sean said.

Old man David was instantly happy, "This is why HSBC is forcing him to retire!"

Sean smiled too.

"You have to continue to expand the protective umbrella, I will not stop you, the government side, I will not speak, otherwise it will only bring pressure." David pondered for a while and said in the follow-up episode: "I received news that someone is also there. Form a large security company, following the same path as you."

"Who is it!" Sean's eyes almost popped out, "Do these guys dare to make a face?"

"It's no surprise that the company will be formed in Virginia."

"Who supports it?"

"DuPont."

Sean: "..."

Looking at the old man David with a constipated expression, "No, look at Dupont, and then look at Rockefeller, my God."

Old man David glared at Sean, "DuPont's 200-year history is twice that of Rockefeller. In fact, the DuPont family was the top family in France 300 years ago. DuPont de Naimour, economist, politician , one of the founders of the physiocratic school, his writings deeply influenced Adam Smith, the author of The Wealth of Nations, and DuPont grew up with the United States."

"Besides, the DuPont family is a combination of cousins."

Sean tilted his head to look at the old man David, always feeling that the old man had something to say.

Old man David was immediately taken aback by Sean's eyes, grabbed a date palm and smashed it over, "Look again."

"Don't look, don't look, calm down, old man." Sean hurriedly ducked.

"It is said that my grandfather was the first billionaire in the world. Oh, at that time, DuPont had grown up for 100 years." Old man David sneered, "Thomas Jefferson, the third president of the United States, had a relationship with the old DuPont. In 1800, DuPont began to take orders from the government to supply gunpowder for the government.”

"Okay, okay." Sean sighed and waved his hand, "Anyway, now I have the first mover advantage."

In fact, even if Sean didn't come up with an umbrella, next year, in 1987, the military professional resource company MPRI (Military Resourorporate) would also be established.

"There is nothing the family can do. As I told you before, each consortium has its own territory. DuPont started with arms, and Rockefeller relies on petroleum and chemical industry." David said as if complaining: "But Rockefeller has lost more than you can imagine in the last 20 years."

"Since Rockefeller was forced to break up, we turned our attention from the United States to the world. Most of the oil fields in the Middle East were discovered by Rockefeller. We signed a 'concession' contract to build oil wells and exploit them."

"At its peak, we controlled 90 percent of the world's crude oil extraction market, and of course we didn't exploit them."

"They have no mining technology, no mining equipment, no sales channels, and we are responsible for even the transportation. We still give those oil-producing countries a 30% share, although they do nothing."

"Of course, people's greed is endless. They are not satisfied. They want more. Later, the Middle East united the world's oil-producing countries and established the Organization of Petroleum Exporting Countries to negotiate and fight with me."

"The first one is Venezuela. They are engaged in a revolution. They ignore the original contract and force the contract to be changed. It is changed to 50-50 split.

"No, then you just watch it?" Sean looked incredulous, "Fuck them!"

"Do you start the war when you want to start it?" Old David glared at Sean, "Do you think there is no one behind Venezuela?"

"Cold War, do you understand the Cold War!"

Sean blinked, oh, the Great Soviet Union.

That's fine!

Cuba has also been nationalized and confiscated all American assets.

"Then Mr. Kadji of Libya came to power, and he forcibly increased it by 5% on this basis." Old man David said cursingly: "With the support of the Soviet Union, and the oil well is where they are, what can Rockefeller do?"

"Kazuo's actions will cause a 'domino effect'. We want to unite with neighboring countries in the Middle East to confront them. As a result, they stabbed us in the back."

"On October 5, 1972, Saudi Oil Minister Yamani led the oil ministers of the countries in the Middle East to sign a general agreement on equity participation with us in New York, forcing us to take 25% of the shares in our company on the condition that all oil settlements are in US dollars. 5% per year thereafter.”

"In fact, when we developed the oil field, we signed the lease until 2000."

"To counter the Soviet Union, and to establish Congress's petrodollar program, we had to compromise, and in fact, once again, they reneged on the agreement."

"Xiao Ke was the first to forcibly took 60% of the shares within 2 years, and completely took over our factories and oil wells in 1975, then Saudi Arabia, Qatar, and the United Arab Emirates. In 1973, Yifang directly confiscated us in Yifang. oil fields.”

"Afterwards, Y Lack took over the ownership of Y Lack Oil Company in 1972, acquired Basra Oil Company in 1973, and even directly confiscated all the oil assets of more than 20 oil companies in Venezuela in 1976."

"This is the wave of nationalisation."

"Contract? Law? Property protection?"

"Shit!"

"The law is a bitch, as long as you're strong enough, she's going to pose whatever you want her to."

Sean didn't feel anything, he was just stunned, so it was the 'those' people who started the confiscation first.

He only saw the robbers rob, but did not see the robbers beaten...

Well, being beaten hurts too!

Old man David continued to explain Rockefeller's plight to Sean, "Compared with 1972, our recoverable crude oil reserves have decreased by 90%, and the crude oil supply we have mastered has decreased from an average of 30.35 million barrels per day to 20.43 million barrels per day. decreased by 32.7%,”

"The average daily crude oil production was directly reduced by 70% to only 8.24 million barrels."

"If it were me, I would directly form a private army to fight them!" Sean pouted.

"You're brave!" Old man David gave you a look of contempt, "Crude oil is the blood of modern industry, and production is related to the operation of the world's industrial system. Insufficient oil supply will lead to a global economic crisis, who dares to act? "

"Uh...don't dare to move!" Sean shrank his neck.

"However, I remember that there have been two oil crises in the past two years." Sean thought for a while and asked.

"Well, in 1973, because of Israel, the Arab countries in the Middle East wanted to raise the price of crude oil, which was triggered once, and then Pahlavi's resignation was triggered once."

"Speaking of Israel, I want to ask." Sean asked curiously.

"I know what you want to ask." David said solemnly: "We Rockefellers are not Jewish, but we still support Israel, because the existence of Israel is necessary."

"Crude oil is the blood of industry, we can't let the countries in the Middle East develop savagely, they have to be controlled, you can understand, Israel is a nail in the Middle East."

"So, when the United Nations General Assembly voted in November 1947, 33 countries agreed to include the Soviet Union. Although the Soviet Union was supporting both Kadazoo and Yifang at the same time, the existence of Israel was a consensus."

"Hehe, Egypt forcibly assigned the 'Suez Canal' to them in 1956, and Britain and France also became allies with Israel."

Sean blinked, this is what it is,

Politics!

"Okay, I'm here to see Fifth Grandpa today. Before I can go back to the company, I'll leave first. Old man, you can guarantee your health." Sean said with a smile and stood up.

"Go away!" Old man David scolded, "DuPont won't have any competition with you. The military outsourcing market is huge."

"I see." Sean waved, turned to open the door and walked out.

Old man David picked up a date palm and threw it in,

so sweet.

...

"Go back to Newark!" Sean shouted when he got in the car, and he slumped in the car.

For more than an hour, in the base villa in Newark, Sean Ge You was paralyzed on the sofa, his mouth was slightly open, and his eyes were empty.

The body is not tired, but the spirit is very tired.

Seeing Sean like this, Norris waved everyone to exit, picked up the phone and called the heads of the various companies, asking them not to disturb Sean today.

The master needs to rest.

The woman was ready, though, and for a second, Norris called Sharon Stone.

Sharon plays a little more openly than Diane, which can make the master relax better.

After the phone call, Norris suddenly felt a chill down his spine, turned his head and saw Lorraine squinting at him.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Norris Wise disappeared.

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered.

Sharon Stone came hurriedly,

o

She is not fighting alone!

...

Early the next morning, Sean was woken up by a soft, creamy feeling.

"There are still a few days to be released." Sean asked casually while playing with (·人·).

Sharon Stone sucked hard.

"Oh, two days, how's the first week's schedule?"

The frequency suddenly increased,

"Oh, 13%, not bad, after all, the competition is fierce, how many screens are there in North America?"

Like Sharon Stone, it's getting faster and faster.

"Gollum, Gollum." Sean didn't count until Sharon Stone was full, and Michelle Pfeiffer couldn't stop laughing beside him.

...

In the morning, a group of people arrived at Sean's villa, all of whom were the heads of various companies.

Environmental Group: Wolf Casey

Sean Pictures: Jeffrey Katzenberg

Media Company: Pete Cherning

Sean Bank CEO: Monroe Diff

Sean Steel Works: Bear Harris

Looking at this group of people, Sean couldn't help shaking his head. It's time to build a headquarters building. There are many companies and they are scattered all over the place. It is very inconvenient to manage.

"One by one, Wolf." Sean raised his head and gestured.

"On the side of the Environmental Protection Group, the expansion of the waste storage, sorting center, and storage yard has been completed, and the expansion has been five times on the original basis, which is sufficient for the development needs of a long period of time in the future. A 50-megawatt waste incineration generator set is being assembled. It is expected to take another month, and the supporting kitchen waste recycling plant has also completed the trial operation." Wolf Keshe looked at Sean and asked, "I don't know when the garbage disposal business in New York will take over. "

Sean rubbed his eyebrows, "When I'm done with this period of time, soon, soon."

"How much did you borrow?"

"Forty-three million, at the Kelshew Bank."

"Beautiful!" Sean smiled and looked at Monroe, "When are you going to propose an acquisition plan to Kelsey."

"When you have money," Monroe said blankly.

"Haha, haha." Sean rubbed his nose embarrassedly and slapped haha ​​with a smile, "Katzenberg, how are you doing here?"

"It's not bad, the overseas box office of "The Great Robbery" has been recovered, and the funding gap for this year's filming plan is not big. Tomorrow "Instinct" will be released. We are very confident that "Die Hard" will be released. The time has also been set, and in November, the competition for the Christmas slot is too fierce."

Katzenberg said with a smile: "As for the shooting of the new film, "Three Dads and One Baby" has already started, and "Goodfellas" is in the process of casting. If the boss doesn't have time, then shoot other scenes first."

"Are there any other plans for filming?" Sean pondered, if not, he would arrange for Maggie Cheung.

"I was about to tell you, Mr. Sean, that I plan to make a cartoon." Katzenberg looked Sean in the eyes.

At present, Sean Pictures is involved in all urban and gunfight scenes. It is a specialization. Suddenly switching to cartoons, Katzenberg is afraid that Sean will object.

Be aware that cartoons actually cost more than live-action movies.

"You said." Sean remained calm.

"Actually, since I was a child, I also wanted to include all of you. I have heard the story of the mermaid since I was a child, and I want to put this story on the big screen." Katzenberg said excitedly: "The advantage of this kind of children's animation film is that , once you watch a movie, you are a family, and you have an advantage in the movie viewing group. I believe that nostalgic adults and children will be willing to go to the movie theater."

"Very good idea, what about the cost?" Sean remembered that this movie, Disney's in the future, can be seen at Disneyland.

"This one may be slightly higher." Katzenberg smiled, "20 million."

Monroe stared, my God, why not grab it!

Sean stared at Katzenberg, his eyes narrowed slightly, "You are sure, if you are sure, I can agree, but I will not make additional investment."

Sean has mastered the routine of these guys after being tempered by John McTiernan.

"Hahaha, 40 million!" Katzenberg smiled awkwardly, "Boss, listen to me, the reason it's so expensive is because we don't have the foundation to shoot cartoons, and many equipments are different from shooting normal movies, requiring a lot of use. Computers and professional talents, these are two different systems.”

"Most of our money is spent on this, and once the equipment is purchased, it won't need that much money for the next shoot."

"Ha, ha, did you bully me when I didn't go to college and didn't understand!" Sean's face darkened immediately, and he shouted without giving Katzenberg any face: "Do you think I don't know? Moore's Law!"

"The number of transistors that can be accommodated on an IC doubles about every 18 months, and the performance doubles. Computers are updated faster than I can **** change women!"

"The equipment will be **** replaced before you shoot the next cartoon!"

"Uh..." Katzenberg blinked, not knowing what to say for a while.

The way he was recruited was different from that of others. He had never experienced Sean's ruthlessness, and he still had the thinking of a traditional professional manager in his mind.

Fool the boss!

Several others looked at the embarrassed Katzenberg and did not speak, and laughed secretly in their hearts.

Look, this fool thinks the boss is a liar!

"But remember it for me, this is the first and last time. Next time you're not telling me the truth, I'll send you to the Amazon jungle to train for survival in the wild!" Sean glared at Card coldly. Senberg, people have fallen into my hands, what is there to be polite.

right!

Katzenberg turned pale, his lips moved, but he didn't speak.

"Besides, I don't care if you want to do animation." Sean softened his tone, looked at Katzenberg and said, "I told you when I asked you to come here before, the film company will hand it over to you, and let you do your best. Show talent, so, 40 million, I promise you."

"Although my funds are a little tight now, you can understand what I mean."

"Of course, of course, thank you very much, Mr. Sean." Katzenberg's face bloomed with a smile, and a large part of the reason why he said 20 million less just now was also here.

The story of Pete Cherning's acquisition of Metropolitan Media has been known throughout Hollywood.

Sean, the up-and-coming tycoon, and Murdoch, the veteran tycoon, are wrestling with the media in the capital. It is a multi-billion business, and Katzenberg is afraid that Sean will back down because of funding problems.

Now Sean agrees, sighing in relief and in awe.

Sean's water is so deep that he can't hold it!

"I don't care about the specific shooting details, but in terms of personnel structure, you can recruit more Chinese to train me." Sean said slowly.

"Huh? Of course it's fine, but why?" Katzenberg couldn't understand.

"Those Chinese have lower salary requirements, are willing to work overtime, and don't have to pay overtime, which is important enough!" Sean said and looked at the others, "And you, too, Laozi's money... You have to learn to save for your boss. every penny."

A group of people in the house looked at Sean with eyes full of...

admire!

At least Sean thinks so.

"I know the Chinese very well. First, racial discrimination is not allowed in the company. Second, we can appropriately give higher welfare to the Chinese. Third, the company arranges better educational resources for their children, so that they will have a long-term and stable life. Work hard without complaint."

Everyone nodded hurriedly: The capitalist's method can be regarded as making you understand.

"One last thing, when will the filming of your mermaid be completed?" Sean looked at Katzenberg.

"About, maybe more than a year."

"Any other filming plans?"

Katzenberg glanced at Sean and had an idea, "I don't have a good choice yet, can the boss help arrange it?"

He is going to start the animation production team from scratch. There are not many professional and niche talents in Hollywood, and Katzenberg doesn't have much time to worry about other things.

"Then I'll arrange two more movies, and I'll talk about it later." Sean gave Katzenberg an approving look. "The issue of distribution should also be organized as soon as possible."

"I see."

Next is Bell, the person in charge of the iron and steel plant~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The iron and steel plant has not yet been completed, but the raw material scrap iron needs to be stored. After all the electric furnaces are loaded, they cannot stop. He is here to ask questions. .

Sean told Bell that New Jersey is already in stock, New York City and New York State will get it soon, and Delaware is about to sign a contract.

Later, he will initiate some relationships to get Pennsylvania.

He continued to deal with construction companies, transportation companies, etc., and finally came to Pete Cherning.

That's why Sean came back in a hurry.

"The son of a **** Murdoch must be negotiating with other local TV stations to start your relationship. I will let the consulting firm cooperate with you and I will figure it out as soon as possible."

"Also, inform the capital media, I will go to them tomorrow to sign a contract!!"

"Murdoch said in private that when you go, he will go!" Pete Cherning said with a tug at the corner of his mouth.

"pretty!!"