Chapter 228: 228. Chapter 226: Bleeding Incident, Investment, and Three Thousand Dollars

228. Chapter 226: Bleeding Incident, Investment, and Three Thousand Dollars

Jielaer stood behind Lans like this. He watched those male supporting actors who walked slowly to Lans, and a smile appeared on his face.

The heroine walked to his side and pulled his hand, looking at him with some worry.

Her voice was very low, "Who are they?"

He looked at Lans's back and turned slightly, "This is my brother. He will make the decisions for me."

The heroine seemed still a bit worried, pursing her lips tightly and not speaking.

During this period, everyone could actually feel that these male actors were squeezing Jielaer out because he was very beautiful and had become the first male supporting role.

Actually, the heroine also heard some gossip that someone wanted to sleep with Jielaer, but Jielaer refused, so they were a bit angry and united these people to teach Jielaer a lesson.

They wanted to use this method to tell Jielaer that if he wanted to successfully complete this movie, the best way was to listen to them.

The film industry itself was monopolized by several film companies. Although there were also many small film companies, overall, those big-selling movies often came from those few film companies.

They had a lot of say in this industry, especially some capitalists who often appeared on the big screen.

That guy wasn't a good person at all!

They were used to playing the underclass in movies to please the public, but in actual work, they were absolutely qualified capitalists.

They knew how to exploit and oppress those workers; they only showed the side they wanted to show.

Although this industry was still in its early stages of development, it was already as "dirty" as the opera field.

Like some large operas, the kind with well-known opera actors, wanting to play a role in them often required paying many, many prices.

They never chose actors based on whether you had outstanding acting skills, but based on how much you could let go, or whether you had any power behind you.

Like the "White Lotus" like Shayina, it was almost rare. If it weren't for her uncle having influence in the opera field itself and having connections in Congress.

She would very likely have been used by many people, or even used together, for the role she was playing now.

The heroine was very worried about Jielaer. He clearly had talent and looked good, but his star path seemed to be coming to an end.

This made her very sad, although she could also be considered one of the victims.

The producer looked at the lead actor lying on the ground with almost no strength to even scream, looked at the cut on his face pulled by the tip of the leather shoe, and his whole face turned a bit pale.

Even though Hailamu's gun was pointing at his head, he also revealed an extremely complex expression that was slightly mixed with gloating, "You've caused trouble!"

Lans turned his head and glanced at him, "Who caused trouble?"

The producer seemed not to know where he got some courage, and his voice was also louder, "I don't know what your name is, but you, and these friends of yours, including Jielaer, you've all caused trouble!"

"He is an actor the company is very optimistic about. We just signed a big contract, and there is a big figure who likes him very much!"

"The scar on his face will leave a scar. You've offended many people, understand?"

"You've caused trouble!"

Even if the wound on the lead actor's face healed, it would definitely leave a scar. Who the hell would like a lead actor with a scar on his face?

Perhaps after he became famous, having a scar would make people feel he had masculine spirit, but when people didn't really know him, having a scar on his face would only make people feel he was disgusting.

Lans shook his head and looked at Hailamu, "Make him smarter!"

The producer didn't know what this sentence meant yet, and Hailamu hit his head with the gun butt fiercely!

He immediately felt a piercing pain, his head felt a bit dizzy, and a hot current flowed down his forehead.

He raised his hand to wipe it, and the scarlet color made him a bit crazy.

He seemed unable to stand steady, leaned on the director's chair, and sat on the ground, his face pale, "I'm bleeding, call an ambulance, quick, I'm going to die!"

Hailamu looked at the producer like this. He suddenly had a thought he didn't know how to describe. He put the gun back into the holster and walked over, raising his foot.

He kicked with force while shouting—

"Bleeding?"

"Ambulance?"

"Going to die?"

"Fuck!"

Lans turned his head back with a smile and looked at the several male supporting actors who walked over, "I don't know why you wanted to bully my brother, but now, it's time for you to pay the price."

He turned his head to look at Jielaer, "How do you want to punish them?"

Jielaer looked at these few supporting actors, the satisfaction in his eyes flashed by, but soon he also started to worry about how to deal with these people.

Jielaer wasn't the kind of particularly ruthless person, otherwise, on the ship, his butt wouldn't have almost been lost.

In the end, he still cast his pleading gaze toward Lans, and Lans gave them a chance.

"If you can obtain Jielaer's forgiveness, I will let you go, otherwise I will have people break your legs."

He said this and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, beckoning to the director.

The director was introduced by Aierbeituo, so Lans wouldn't make things difficult for him, but the director might not have realized this point, "I didn't hurt Jielaer."

Jielaer also hurriedly added, "Yes, the director actually treats me quite well."

Lans spread his hands, "Please, do I look like such an unreasonable person?"

"Come over, director, let's chat about this movie."

The director walked over with a stiff scalp. Lans gave him a cigarette, and the two talked beside the filming scene, although everything here looked very ridiculous, but everyone wasn't sure if this was filming, or if this was a plot?

"How much money was invested in this movie?"

The director held Lans's cigarette and didn't know whether to light it or not, but soon the flame in Lans's hand left him with not many choices.

"The total investment before and after is about one hundred thousand dollars, Mr. Lans."

"You know me." Lans shook the match a few times, confirmed it was extinguished, and threw it on the ground.

The director nodded, "Mr. Aierbeituo said that Jielaer is a person you introduced."

"But he was bullied here." Lans looked at him, as if questioning him.

The director was also very helpless, "I'm just an employee, and their behavior of bullying him was decided by the boss. I can't change anything."

Lans considered it as accepting his statement, "This movie is very likely not going to be filmed."

"But I don't want Jielaer's first movie to fail like this. I plan to invest to let you finish filming it."

"But I have one requirement: Jielaer must be the lead actor."

The director was originally very depressed. The lead actor was disfigured, the producer was beaten, and the male supporting actors also lost all face.

No need to think, and no need to wait until tomorrow, they would leave here overnight. This movie was yellow!

He didn't care about the awkwardness and conflict between the film company and Lans and them after it was yellow. He cared that his job was also yellow.

If he wanted to find such a good job again, it definitely wouldn't be very easy.

Sometimes if one step was slow, it would be slow step by step.

Wait for them to go pull investment again, prepare for movie filming, and wait for them to be able to start filming, maybe others' first sound movie had already started playing.

This kind of being one step ahead was like the first snowball thrown down from the top of the mountain. It would continuously let more snow stick to itself with the mountain trend, forming a huge behemoth!

If the latecomers wanted to catch up in scale, it would be very difficult.

Now many people had started filming sound movies because everyone realized that this would be an important reshuffle of the film industry!

Just when he was very desperate, Lans pushed him into the abyss, and then fished him out of the abyss.

"Are you sure?", the director seemed a bit excited, "This is one hundred thousand dollars."

"Just one hundred thousand dollars!"

"What I care more about is, if you reshoot, how much time do you need?"

"Should also need to go find some actors and such again. Do you have any way for these?"

"Of course!", the director was so excited he couldn't speak, "Mr. Lans, young boys and girls who are eager to become stars are all over the street. I guarantee everything will quickly return to the right track..."

He walked a step closer. Originally he wanted to walk closer, but he met Lans's gaze, so he only approached one step.

"There are countless girls who are willing to climb into your bed to become stars, Mr. Lans."

"As long as you are willing, they will line up outside your room starting tonight..."

Lans shook his head with a smile, "I don't like to force or threaten others, and I don't hope that unsuitable people will join our plan through this method."

"I'm looking for you because of the relationship between Aierbeituo and me. On the other hand, I think you can make money for me."

"You can take the money I give you to find a call girl. Besides the genetic genes of homeless people, the phone book also has their phone numbers."

"But I don't hope that because you can't control your dick, you choose an unsuitable role. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I'm not those big companies. You caused their losses, and they can only pinch their noses and admit it."

"If because of you, my investment fails, no matter whether it's Angel Lake or East Ocean, there will always be one that will become your home!"

The director wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, "Mr. Lans, no one can guarantee that a movie will definitely make money."

Lans accepted his point of view, "But at least I want to see that you are all working hard, right?"

The director hesitated for a long time and finally made up his mind, "I accept this job..."

During the conversation, those male supporting actors had already sought Jielaer's forgiveness. Just as Lans guessed, he wasn't a ruthless person.

So when these people knelt on the ground crying and telling that they were actually coerced, and slapped themselves a few times crying and repenting, Jielaer forgave them.

It looked as if they were lightly let go, but there were many staff members in this industry at the scene. What happened here today would spread.

Those film crews would very likely not hire these actors in the situation of not wanting to cause trouble.

After all, they were just film shooters, not gangs!

In other words, unless their work was particularly good, otherwise they would very likely be finished in this industry.

Lans patted the director's arm, "You go handle all this. I will stay here for two days."

After the group got into the car, they left very soon, but this matter didn't end immediately, because after Lans and the others left, the producer suddenly crawled up from the ground, rushed out to find a phone booth, and dialed the police.

Very soon, the Xigu City Police Department intervened in this case, and Jielaer was directly controlled.

The director had decided to stand with Lans, so he told Lans about this matter—Lans told the director the hotel he was staying in before leaving.

After hearing this news, Lans scratched his head and picked up the phone to dial Bulu branch director's number.

"Do you know the police chief or something on the Xigu City side?"

Bulu branch director didn't quite understand, "I know, but how would you need their help?"

Lans laughed, "Because I'm in Xigu City!"

Ten-odd minutes later, two police officers in plain clothes came to the hotel. They directly found Lans's room and knocked on the door, "Is Mr. Lans here?"

The door opened. There were five people in the room, and the two at the door saw Lans standing in the middle of the room at a glance.

"Please come in."

Lans invited them in. The one walking in the front always kept a smile, "I am Weisite, the branch director of the Fifth Branch."

Xigu City originally had seven administrative districts, which meant there were seven police stations, but as it was continuously sucked dry by New Jincheng, more and more people went to New Jincheng, and the scale of Xigu City was shrinking.

Two years ago, they retained seven administrative regions, but merged several police stations. Now there were only five police stations, and Weisite was the branch director of the Fifth Branch.

"Bulu told me that you are a very generous and friendly person who likes to make friends."

"I heard you encountered some trouble?"

Lans nodded and told the story of what happened. Weisite branch director frowned, "This matter is not easy to handle."

He looked at Lans, "You beat others, and they called the police and arrested your friend."

"Your friend might be accused of abetting or hiring a murderer, and I don't know much about the person who called the police..."

Lans asked with a smile, "How much money?"

Weisite branch director raised his eyebrows slightly, "What?"

"How much money will make this matter change from not easy to handle to easy to handle?"

He looked at Lans, as if confirming what Lans said, and then frowned.

Although Xigu City was very close to New Jincheng, the "economic situation" here wasn't very good. The police station couldn't collect much regular fees, and their independent ability to create income wasn't very good either.

The entire city looked like it had no vitality. Even those criminal organizations here seemed to be retiring.

So he needed to consider how to open his mouth.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he gave a number he wasn't sure about himself, "Three thousand dollars?"

He didn't know how generous this Mr. Lans's "generosity" was. He could only tentatively give a number he thought was a bit big to observe Lans's reaction.

Actually, his psychological price was one thousand to one thousand five hundred dollars. If Lans wanted to bargain, he wasn't unable to accept it.

This was the benefit of opening a high price.

But what surprised him was that Lans didn't bargain.

"I can give you three thousand dollars, but I hope this three thousand dollars is worth it."

Weisite branch director revealed a more sincere smile after a brief surprise, "What do you want, Mr. Lans?"

"I want my friend to appear in front of me unscathed, and then I want to figure out the identity information of the producer and the people behind him, including their addresses, and where they are now."

Weisite heard he had so many requests and was clearly a bit troubled, because things like the reporter's information, he definitely had to check to know.

To figure out these materials definitely required linkage with other branches, which might be seen by some people and recorded. He looked very hesitant.

Lans said with a smile, "Director Weisite, you wouldn't think that I gave you three thousand dollars just to have you bring my friend out of the police station, right?"

"If I just wanted to get him out, I only needed five hundred dollars to find a lawyer, which would be more than enough."

"Reflect your value, otherwise I can only say that this three thousand dollars, you won't get a cent."

The police officer brought by Weisite seemed to have some anger, because he had never encountered such an arrogant gang member. He just wanted to tell Lans that they weren't threatened.

As a result, the next moment, the two guys standing behind Lans pulled open their coats, revealing the submachine guns inside.

Weisite branch director hurriedly raised his hands, "Calm down, calm down, brothers!"

"No problem, absolutely no problem. I think what you said makes a lot of sense. Three thousand dollars, it should indeed have its value."

Lans nodded very satisfactorily, "I'm very happy you understood this point. Then do you want cash, or do you want a transfer?"

Weisite branch director hesitated for a while and lowered his voice slightly, "Cash is more appropriate."

Cash is easy to hide.

It didn't attract attention for a branch director to spend some money, but if it was a check, he would have a bit of trouble dealing with it, because if he wanted to cash it, he had to go to New Jincheng.

Although Xigu City and New Jincheng were very close, it took three or four hours to drive, but a branch director running to New Jincheng to exchange a few thousand dollars...

I'm afraid everyone would know there were some problems in it!

"No problem, but I don't have that much cash on me right now. I will arrange for someone to send it over."

Lans stood up and stretched out his hand, "You are Bulu's friend, which means you are our friend. Just like what Bulu said, after we get along for a long time, you will find that I am a very generous person."

"But my generosity is only for friends. I hope we can become friends. What do you say?"

Weisite also shook Lans's hand tightly, "Yes, I firmly believe in this."

Lans nodded, "Then I'll wait for your good news?"

"Good news will come very soon!" ===== CHAPTER 229 =====