"Bad, you want to have an idea for my coffin, too, you have no choice but to have a grandfather know about this. What did he say?" Guo Muzhou cursed with a smile.

"I told Mr. Anthony yesterday, oh, he is the CEO of Snow Mountain Investment Company, and he should have told my grandpa about this.

But grandpa hasn't called yet. He will come to New York tomorrow, so he is probably waiting for me there."

Walking on the street, walking east along the road, looking up, I found a piece of green shade. I looked carefully and found that I was in Central Park.

At 9:30 in the morning, there are still many elderly people doing leisurely exercises here. An old man in the east corner was practicing Tai Chi, and his movements were quite smooth.

Without getting the secrets of martial arts, nor his beautiful granddaughter beside him, Han Xuan stopped and sat on the bench. After calling for a long time, he became hot and changed his hand to hold it again.

"You also know that your grandfather has been busy lately. He didn't see him after returning to Beverly several times, so let him worry less."

"I still don't know him, a workaholic, but I guess I won't scold me this time, but I will praise me. Grandpa's eyes are much better than you." Han Xuan said with a smile.

"Then you lend him money. His company is much bigger than me, so it's not short of money."

"Wait means you are willing to lend it to me, grandpa."

"I didn't say, first make a plan for me, regarding the policies of the third world countries and the development data of their automobile industry in recent years, which company do you decide to acquire?"

"Ford's Aston Martin, or Italy's Maserati, there are other things you can consider."

"Why are all sports car brands"

"Just relying on their opening of the market, supercar brands will always attract attention, and then develop their product lines after they become famous.

You can use other brands to occupy the mid- and low-end market, or you can directly use the brand of supercars to develop mid- and high-end models. As for low-end cars, it is easy to make the brand bad, and other cars will not be easy to sell at that time."

"What should I do if those supercars have low production, and what should I do with the production line? And the research and development of new cars."

"The production line is bought from other companies. There is no problem with R&D. Companies that can make motorcycles can't make bicycles."

Guo Muzhou's voice came out: "It's really not a pity to spend other people's money, I know how to buy it. Let's go and discuss it with your grandfather later. I'll go to New York with him tomorrow and talk about it when I meet you."

The pigeon in the aisle seemed to have found something fun, and he tilted his head to Han Xuan, tilted his head and blinked.

Irving drove them away. The pigeons flapped their wings and flew around in the air, then fell back to their original position. Instead, Irving was covered in dust and trotted away, muttering: "I'm not afraid of people."

The passerby waved hello and said hello. Han Xuan smiled and replied, lowered his head and asked on the phone: "Isn't it just that I'm going to find this killer's not too cold producer's phone number?"

Several people walked out of Central Park and were a long way from the old house. They didn't want to go back, so they stood by the side of the road and waved to two taxis. They reported the address to the driver and headed south.

After the call just now, I called the film producer and agreed to meet at half past 10:30. The address was decided by my grandfather and was located at 666 Fifth Avenue.

In the morning, there was no sun in Manhattan's skyscrapers. It was only early 10 o'clock when we arrived at the bottom of Building 666, and there was enough time.

I went to Starbucks to buy a Mocha Frappuccino and took the elevator to the 39th floor. Han Xuan's eyes were attracted by the name of the club, and the sign read "Greater Havana Cigar Club".

He took a sip while biting the straw. He thought he didn't know that his grandfather had this hobby, so the waiter walked up to him and whispered, "Mr. Quat has made arrangements for you, please go here."

"Thank you." Han Xuan nodded. Yu Guang saw two people, one big and one small, standing at the door, turned his head and looked over, and his movements stopped instantly.

The girl at the door was staring at him, with three-dimensional facial features, deep eye sockets, and not having long hair after filming the movie. They all told Han Xuan that she was Natalie Portman.

Natalie was born in Jerusalem and is a Jew. In 1994, when she was three years old, she moved to the United States with her family, studied ballet and performance since she was a child. She participated in an audition last year and won the position of heroine in the film made by the famous French director Luc Besson.

Today, I originally planned to audition with my father at the New York branch of the Actors Union, but I received a call from the former crew that someone planned to buy the North American distribution rights that the killer was not too cold. I could come here if I had time and go with the person sent by the publisher to see the final editing version of the movie in advance to satisfy her wish.

I have been filming for nearly a year and have only watched it once at the preview. And I was complained about the subject matter. I heard that this re-edited version has many plots.

The release date has not been determined yet. I don’t know when I will wait for the next time I have the chance to see it, so Natalie pestered her father and brought her over.

At this moment, seeing the two male waiters at the door, quickly walking to the child, and respectfully reached out to invite him in, he was immediately furious.

I just said that if you are not a member, you can't go in. It's obviously a cigar club, so how can such a young boy smoke cigars

Seeing Han Xuan's face again, he was stunned and shouted: "Hey, the girl with purple eyes last time, there are really some eyes that are purple."

Her father had much more eyesight than her. Seeing the bodyguard and waiter attitude, he quietly pulled her clothes.

"Hello, sir."

Han Xuan walked up to the father and daughter with a smile, said hello to the middle-aged man, and said to Natalie: "I saw you that day's movie preview at the Paris Cinema, right?

The girl you mentioned is Dolores. Now at home, her pupils are indeed born purple. Is that OK?”

"Yes, otherwise how could I have seen her? Is the movie interesting?" Natalie asked with her eyes looking at the strange boy.

"It's pretty good, so I decided to buy it, Mr. Lucbesson and Mr. Bastion."

"You want to buy the movie distribution rights," Natalie's father spoke in surprise.

"My grandfather is the boss of Dimen Pictures. He couldn't get back in Los Angeles, so he entrusts me to discuss this matter, sir."

Han Xuan smiled and said, "I have a job in the company and I am my grandfather's secretary, Han."

"Hello, Mikel, this is my daughter, Natalie Hshler.

The director and producer have arrived at the parking lot and are now going upstairs. I just called them."

As Natalie's father spoke, his eyes kept looking at Han Xuan, and it seemed that his daughter had met this boy.

Although he has a good income and is a middle class in the United States, he still cannot access this level. The Great Havana Cigar Club is very famous and all members who join need to be reviewed. He can't help but guess what kind of family background the boy has.

Han Xuan was wondering: "Isn't it Portman? How did he become Heshle? He was blown away by his big butterfly's shaking his wings" to be continued.

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Chapter completed!