Chapter 229: 229. Chapter 227: Small Friction

229. Chapter 227: Small Friction

In the hospital room, the lead actor was lying on the hospital bed. The doctor had already treated his wounds, especially the wound on his face.

Now it was covered with gauze and cotton. No one knew what the situation underneath was like, but the doctor also told him that it would very likely leave a scar.

The lead actor lay on the hospital bed looking at the ceiling, his brain blank. He knew he was finished.

He had to be like his father or uncle, find an ordinary job, and then waste his life on the lowest assembly line.

No flash, no spotlight, nothing, only gray, desperate life.

He didn't want these, but the shiny new life seemed to have closed the door on him.

Of course, if he didn't mind more people walking through his back door, perhaps some special clubs would also welcome him, but once he thought of this, he felt a bit cold and shivered.

He didn't quite understand. Since Jielaer had... gang background, why didn't he show it from the beginning?

Isn't this harming people?

Just at this time, outside the hospital room, an "old man" who looked about fifty years old and had a very sturdy build stood with the doctor.

He was an investor and also the "benefactor" who promoted the lead actor.

"Is there really no way?", this guy was called Selike, a director of Triumph Film Industry.

This movie was actually one of Triumph Film Industry's many investment projects. The reason it was called "many" was because everyone wasn't very clear about the development trend of sound films now.

Just like there was a period when the audience especially liked cult movies, so a cult wind blew across the Federation and even the whole world.

How absurd and terrifying it was, the films that weren't cult movies encountered cold treatment, and many couldn't even recover their costs.

Sound films were equivalent to a new "version." No one knew whether the audience liked to watch those love stories, or liked to watch war movies, or what. They invested a lot.

Selike was a very charming character. Although he wasn't young, he always maintained his very fit body, and his social status and success gave him a different kind of charm.

His slightly gray hair was also considered by many girls to be one of his unique charms.

But they didn't know that he was actually a pervert.

In the Federation, people with higher social status seemed to always produce perverts. Selike's perversion was that he liked to watch his young wife be satisfied by others, and then he would satisfy the person who satisfied his wife.

He had many marriages. Even if it was for the sake of money, his children couldn't accept his behavior.

This time, the lead actor lying on the hospital bed was one he liked very much, because the lead actor also had a sturdy body. He liked that kind of young, strong body, which made him recall when he was young.

It was even that he had a kind of fanatical enthusiasm for this kind of thing. He felt... every time he did this, he would become young, become stronger!

He was just like a warlock who would absorb the strength and youth of these young people!

If Jielaer hadn't appeared, everything perhaps wouldn't have had any changes, but Jielaer's appearance made him have a craving that was hard to suppress.

He used a little trick, but that young man didn't eat this set, so he could only arrange for the lead actor to deal with Jielaer and make him bow his head.

A young man who looked like he had no background would soon become the delicious food on his plate.

Until this moment.

"Sir, I'm sorry, but I know some laboratories might have some new products, but those products can only make his scars look not so...", the doctor turned his wrist, "You know, it won't look too ferocious. Many scars are protruding bright red. Those new products make it not so protruding, and the color will be lighter."

Just hearing this made Selike feel a bit nauseous. He had a cleanliness habit that wasn't quite a cleanliness habit, and he couldn't stand this.

He raised his hand to stop the doctor from continuing, "Okay, I already know."

The doctor originally wanted to say that if he wanted to, the doctor could try to contact those laboratories. They definitely liked people spending money to help them test products.

However, looking at it, it wasn't needed.

"Alright, sir, if you have any needs, let the nurse find me at any time. I'll be in the duty room." The doctor left very soon.

Selike stood at the door and didn't enter. He didn't want to see that ugly face.

If it were himself who became like this, he might go commit suicide!

But if it were someone else, then he'd better not see this person.

"Who did it?", he walked toward the outside. As for the lead actor inside?

An imperfect toy, abandoned by him who pursued perfection, it was that simple.

As for looking at him again?

He wanted toys, not emotions!

The assistant who was trotting behind him said, "I asked around at the police station, it seems to be people from New Jincheng."

When hearing the name New Jincheng, Selike clearly frowned.

Because New Jincheng was too big, whether it was the scale of the city, the scope, or the economic effect and political influence it produced, it was all too big.

If it was a force from New Jincheng, it would be a bit tricky, but... he thought of Jielaer's appearance and decided to test it.

"We have partners in New Jincheng. Go and ask clearly, now send me to the police station."

Very soon, Selike came to the police station. The company's lawyer was already here. This was a very vicious case.

Their lawyer was slamming the table with the police station because the police station hadn't sent anyone to arrest Lans and his group. He thought this was the police station's slackness and said he wanted to reserve the right to sue the police station!

Seeing his boss come, the lawyer seemed to restrain his somewhat exaggerated performance, stood aside, and briefly introduced the situation.

"I want to see Jielaer." He had an impulse from deeper down. He was enduring this impulse.

According to reason, this wasn't allowed, but the lawyer pulled a police sergeant into the corner, and very soon they obtained permission.

In the interrogation room, Selike saw Jielaer.

Seeing that face again that made him unable to distinguish between male and female, beautiful like a work of art, he sat on the other side of the table. Jielaer looked very calm.

"You and your friends caused trouble. The board of directors has already noticed the situation here."

"Now tell me their situation, and I can help you plead with the board of directors."

"You know, we are not those small film crews. Even if your friends have some ability, they are not our opponents."

Triumph Film Industry wasn't just Triumph Film Industry. Its parent company, "Triumph Group," held shares in many enterprises, with a market value of over one hundred million!

Even Triumph Film Industry, its market value also exceeded three million, and they thought that with the release of a series of sound films, the market value would continue to increase, possibly breaking through ten million!

He wanted to let this young man know this point.

He tried to make his speaking speed slower, not letting himself look so urgent.

Jielaer rolled his eyes, "I don't know anything."

Selike looked at the door. There was no guard. He moved forward and leaned his body forward, "Jielaer, you are one of the few actors with talent I have ever seen. You can go very far in this field."

"We are all very optimistic about the development of movies, do you know?"

"Do you know?"

"That movie that was hailed as changing the film industry, now the national box office has exceeded four million!"

"One movie!"

Selike revealed some of his fanaticism, fanaticism for art, for perfection. He even wanted to reach out to touch Jielaer's hand, but was dodged by Jielaer.

"You have incomparable appearance conditions. After our training and adjustment, you will become the most popular male movie star in the Federation!"

"You might even be able to compare with those opera stars one day!"

"You will earn countless money, possess all the lives you crave and cannot obtain yourself."

"You will wear famous clothes, drive the most luxurious cars, enter the most high-level places in the Federation, and your surroundings will be stars and politicians of the upper class, not those street gangs!"

Jielaer interrupted his words, "Hey, that's my brother!"

Selike looked down on these people a bit, "That's also a gang. Do you think people respect a gang member, or a glamorous big star?"

"Come on, Jielaer, give us your hand. I guarantee your future will be smooth!"

Jielaer looked at him and couldn't help but laugh, "I don't like perverts."

This sentence made the expectant smile on Selike's face gradually fade. He also retracted his hand and then stood up.

He looked down at Jielaer, tidied up the clothes on his shoulder that had shifted because he reached out, twisted his neck, and his eyes became not as soft as just now, but a bit cold.

"You will eventually find that you can't escape!"

He finished these words, looked at Jielaer one last time, and turned to leave the room.

Just after leaving the room, he happened to see someone else coming to handle bail procedures. Without a doubt, it must be Jielaer's.

He walked to the lawyer's side, "Just let him leave like this?"

"Shouldn't you do something?"

The lawyer looked at Selike with a speechless expression, "The law allows them to do this, and Jielaer isn't the perpetrator. As long as he doesn't leave Xigu City, he can go anywhere he wants to go."

"What a trouble!", Selike was a bit dissatisfied. The so-called not being able to leave Xigu City, for those who weren't very obedient, was a joke.

They were just like Dr. Mundo, wanting to go wherever they wanted to go!

As for being arrested by the police?

God!

They had already left Xigu City. Who the hell was afraid of the Xigu City police going to catch them?

Selike cursed a few times and left the police station with the lawyer and assistant, but he believed they would meet again.

Jielaer was brought out by the lawyer. This lawyer was said to be an alumnus of Lawyer Luo Ben.

The reason he didn't go to New Jincheng to develop but stayed in this city was because the competitiveness of the lawyer industry in New Jincheng was too great.

Almost all well-known law firms in the Federation had very important branches in New Jincheng. Whether it was ordinary cases or cases of the rich, they all took them.

If you didn't want to hang on to a big law firm and be sucked dry by the law firm, then the final result was mostly like Lawyer Luo Ben, specifically doing some work that not many people were willing to contact.

So he stayed in Xigu City. The competitiveness here wasn't great, and it was suitable for early retirement life.

"Mr. Lans didn't let me leave with you, so my work ended the moment we left the police station."

"Thank Mr. Lans for his generosity on my behalf. He is the most generous employer I have ever seen!"

The young lawyer shook hands with Jielaer and then drove away.

Just in this little while, he drove over, got the legal documents, paid the bail money, and then brought Jielaer out of the police station, and he got a reward of one hundred dollars.

Damn it all to hell, where did Luo Ben find such a high-quality client?

This also made him start to seriously think about whether to go to New Jincheng and work with Lawyer Luo Ben.

These gangs were really rich, and they really didn't treat money as money!

Jielaer knew where Lans was staying, and very soon he came outside the room where Lans was staying. He knocked on the door and was welcomed in.

"Did they beat you?", Lans asked casually while sitting on the sofa.

Jielaer shook his head, "There was only me and another little child inside, about fourteen or fifteen years old?"

"He was caught because he stole bread from a bakery and was locked inside."

"I might not be the opponent of those big guys, but dealing with a little child...", he gestured a few boxing movements, "shouldn't be a problem."

Lans signaled him to sit down, "I told the director that the filming plan won't change. Now I'm investing, and you're the lead actor."

"I see those actresses all like you quite a bit?", Lans teased him.

Jielaer blushed a bit, "They are all very good people."

The young people in the room couldn't help but laugh. Hailamu even sat beside Jielaer, "Have you slept with them?"

Jielaer blushed even more, "Damn it, how could I do such a thing?"

This made Hailamu feel very disappointed, "I thought you had already slept with them, that's why you said they were very good people."

"If someone... you know, I would also think they are very good."

Some harmless jokes. Lans raised his hand and ended these topics, "If they want to continue performing, you can chat with them."

"In short, everyone thinks this is an opportunity, so we can also try it."

This made Jielaer very moved, because he knew that Lans having such a decision must be for his own sake!

Ever since the "Butt Defense War" broke out on the ship, Lans had been helping him. This time he also had to repay Lans. He must act well in this movie.

He told Lans the news he heard at the police station. When he said that the box office of that movie had exceeded four million, everyone was stunned.

Including Lans, he couldn't help but hold his breath.

"Four... million?", Lao En, who was standing in the corner, directly exploded with profanity, "What kind of dog shit is this?"

"What kind of dog shit can sell four million at the box office?"

"Fuck!"

He didn't know why he wanted to fuck, and he didn't know who he would fuck, but he just wanted to say it to smooth out the surging emotions in his heart!

"That Selike said he would find trouble for us."

Lans shook his head slightly, "Don't worry about him. He will soon realize the gap between us."

Jielaer was a bit curious, "Because we are stronger than him?"

After Lans finished listening, he laughed loudly, "No, because we have fewer scruples than him!"

The next morning, Aierniou brought a group of people from New Jincheng. One car was full of pistols and submachine guns, and there were even two potatoes!

Lans found a villa here and rented it temporarily. Jielaer had to film a movie here, and he also planned to set up a company here.

The four million box office Jielaer said last night indeed made him moved.

Indeed, his business of selling bootleg alcohol wasn't worse than this, but the four million brought not only economic income, but also changes in social status!

He also needed more legal income to confuse his more illegal income.

Today he had an appointment with Weisite, because he still owed Weisite three thousand dollars. Last night, Weisite had already handed over all the intelligence Lans wanted to him.

Including the filming procedures Triumph Film Industry applied for in Xigu City, and some specific situations of theirs.

Now was the time for him to feel Lans's generosity.

When he arrived here, seeing a room full of people, he clearly didn't want to come in.

After he went back, he also re-inquired about Lans and the Lans family. If he inquired a while ago, he might not be able to say what achievements they had that were relatively powerful.

But just a few days ago, they executed an informant and hung him on the street lamp at the entrance of the Hazardous Materials Bureau, making the New Jincheng Hazardous Materials Bureau lose face in the entire Federation.

And, they couldn't do anything about them.

Then people dug deeper and found out that the Lans family actually had already unified the Imperial District and such rumors, and some people said that Lans had already substantially controlled the order of the docks.

Anyway, all kinds of true and false news kept coming, which also made Weisite become friendlier, and of course, a bit more afraid.

"Why don't you come in?", Lans sat in the living room, crossing his legs, looking at Weisite calmly.

Weisite immediately squeezed out some smiles, "I was distracted, sorry."

He walked in with a stiff scalp. There were quite a few people in the house, sitting or standing, and various weapons were placed on some of the utensils around. He even saw grenades!

These lunatics!

He sat in a place not so close to Lans. He suddenly felt a bit uneasy now.

However, very soon, his uneasiness was washed away by the three stacks of cash Lans placed on the table. They were all old ten-dollar bills, three stacks, three hundred sheets, emitting the unique stench of money.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, not knowing whether he should take it or not.

Lans stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture, and only then did Weisite bend over and stick out his butt, taking these money into his hands.

Heavy, but it also made him a bit worried.

"Mr. Lans, I actually didn't do that many things, perhaps...", he wanted to take back one or two of the stacks.

However, Lans stopped him, "We are friends. For friends, one should be generous, right?"

"And next, we might still have places where we need to trouble you."

"That Selike, he hurt my brother. We have to get justice for him. There might be a little friction!", Lans used his index finger and thumb to gesture about how small this friction was.

But Weisite looked at those people around and the weapons they placed, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Maybe they had different understandings of "small friction"! ===== CHAPTER 230 =====

Perhaps they have a different understanding of "small friction"!