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Chapter five hundred and twenty second studio

Wu Mingzhu went to New York, and Fang Zhe was alone in Los Angeles. When he got up and had breakfast in the morning, a female bodyguard came in and asked if he wanted to prepare a car to go out. Fang Zhe saw it very clearly. From an aesthetic point of view, this bodyguard had nothing to do with him.

No. In this sense, this is a professional bodyguard, not a halfway monk like Bova.

The person was arranged by Wu Mingzhu, and he could guess what was going on with his toes. Fortunately, Fang Zhe's waist had not recovered, so he didn't care about it. Feeling uncomfortable, he asked: "How is Wu's energy this morning?"

This was a self-deprecating question, and the bodyguard replied expressionlessly: "Very good!"

The bodyguard named Anna had a very ordinary face and a stout figure. Fang Zhe felt that there was not too much muscle under the clothes.

When I went out, I found a two-story building with a courtyard according to the address given by Duan Mei. Buildings with this structure are often seen in movies. Americans have the habit of excessive consumption, and buying a house with a loan is not a problem. The subprime mortgage crisis started with lending.

Things are starting to get violent. Without supervision in finance, the sky will really be broken for you.

It is said that Hoover was not as good as Roosevelt. This unlucky boy caught up with the Great Depression. He really had a free economy at that time and did not make any moves to rescue the market. His approach was really miserable in the short term. In terms of long-term results, it is not as good as Hoover's early stage.

Policy, the effect of Roosevelt's New Deal after taking office may not be that good.

How did the Communist Party deal with the subprime mortgage crisis in the United States? Give money to Wall Street and save the financial sector first. This is exactly the same as the Communist Party first saving the stock market during the epidemic. The whole world paid for the mess caused by Wall Street, and Wall Street was happy. Still.

That sentence, linking the US dollar to oil is really a stroke of genius. Even so, the whole world is beginning to think about new energy.

I stepped forward and rang the doorbell, and soon a head popped out. It looked like I didn't recognize it. It was a white woman: "Hello, who are you looking for?"

This community is very nice. There is a police car patrolling not far away. It belongs to a place where rich people live. Fang Zhe stood there, followed by an expressionless bodyguard. No matter how you looked at him, you had to be polite to him.

"I am Luo Mei Duan's brother, is she inside?" The white woman was stunned for a moment, then showed a panic smile: "Please wait a moment, I will call her." The door closed with a bang, looking panicked.

, everyone can see it.

Fang Zhe frowned and muttered: "What the hell, what is this guy doing here?" The United States is really too tempting for people from the country. Especially Duan Mei is rich now, and Fang Zhe tells the truth.

Are you still worried? Even a little regretful? You were too generous to her. The original idea was to make your mother Yu Fen's life easier? But now it seems that it was not considered.

About ten minutes passed? The door opened again. Duan Mei looked surprised: "Brother? Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming so I could pick you up at the airport?"

He said, come out and open the courtyard door? Let Fang Zhe go in. Fang Zhe raised his hand: "What was that woman doing just now? In a panic?"

Duanmei was shocked by these words? She owes everything to Fang Zhe for what she is today. Even if she is not short of money now, Fang Zhe is still full of awe. Feeling suspicious, she immediately explained in a low voice: "Her name is Julie.

Ya? My classmate. Yesterday was the weekend? There was a party here in the studio. You came suddenly and didn’t have time to clean up. I just took care of it."

Fang Zhe said with a straight face: "It's okay to make friends, but you must be careful. You can't touch some things even if you beat them to death? They will be destroyed as soon as you touch someone. You must be cautious and cautious in this regard, and you can't be persuaded by others? You

Just come into contact with that kind of stuff out of curiosity. Also, there are situations where you’d better not go. Discriminating and bullying Chinese Americans in this country is almost the right thing to do.”

Duanmei is still very smart? For fear that Fang Zhe will misunderstand her, she nods like a chicken pecking at rice: "I know that brother cares about me? I usually pay attention to it? I don't associate with people who are not motivated. Julia is a

Hispanic? It’s very difficult to study in the United States, but she also cares about this job and is one of the best employees in the studio. She relies on this to save money and pay off the loan after graduation.”

I only learned about the reputation of student loans in the United States because of ***, and I didn’t pay them off until I was about to become president. This was relatively smooth. The tuition fees for good universities in the United States are basically not worth it to children from ordinary families.

I can't afford it. If I study well, I need a loan, and it will take 20 to 30 years to repay it after I get a job.

Many things in the United States are very good, but these very good things are not so friendly to ordinary people.

"Well, this is a good point. In the United States, the first thing to make friends is whether you have the habit of saving." Fang Zhe nodded in approval, but Duan Mei smiled and said: "Brother, you underestimate our school too much.

Those who study there all have some money in their families. It is not easy for children from ordinary families to go to a prestigious school, and even if they are admitted, they may not be able to afford it."

One thing to say, the credit system of universities here in the United States is a good thing, especially the private elite schools, which are notoriously difficult to graduate from. Therefore, everyone who can graduate from these prestigious schools should not be underestimated.

"What you said is quite down-to-earth. It's not like some jokes in China that make up jokes. When you turn 18, you don't care about anything at home and leave it outside to fend for yourself. Any happiness education is all nonsense to fool people.

Do you think those who graduated from community colleges can work on Wall Street? If you take a look at Wall Street, you might be questioned by the police." Fang Zhe complained casually.

Finally, she entered the door. She had just finished her work inside. Julia was covered in sweat and was dragging a vacuum cleaner.

"Fang, I was not polite just now, I'm sorry." Julia remembered that Fang Zhe was the big boss of this studio, and quickly tried to save the impression. She didn't have time to put on makeup at this moment, so she said hello and went back to the room.

Fang Zhe came in and sat down in no hurry. He walked around the house and looked around. While looking around, he asked, "Has a loan been paid for this house?"

"Brother, you are too underestimated. I didn't spend money arbitrarily. After I bought a house with the royalties I received, most of the rest was spent in the stock market, buying the shares of Intel you mentioned. I

Even the cars I bought were Japanese cars just to save fuel."

As Duanmei spoke, she introduced the situation of the studio by the way: "We live upstairs and work upstairs. Julia also paid rent when she lived here, but not that much. She is here

She is very hard-working, she takes care of the living upstairs, and does the cleaning and cleaning downstairs, so she can't go upstairs."

Fang Zhe was very pleased with these words and felt that she had grown up. He nodded frequently and went upstairs to take a look. There were three rooms with two people living in them. The one in the middle was the studio, with a long table against the wall and a row of computers.

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"Everyone comes here to work, and you can't take the manuscript with you when you leave. Julia also works part-time as an accountant here, and I don't charge her rent. She is very satisfied with this. I think this is better.

, she won’t feel like she owes me. That’s how people here are, they have to separate everything very clearly. For example, if I buy stocks, she won’t buy them after she gets the money, but will save them, and I won’t advise her.

Just buy it.”

There is a safe in Duanmei's bedroom. Pointing to the safe, she explained: "I have copied all the manuscripts I have written and put them in the safe. I have deleted all the files on the computer and have not kept the outline. I am stricter in my rules now."

, those authors are very happy, and can explain everything clearly. For one thousand words, one hundred yuan, many people came to me and asked if they still needed someone."

Duanmei said very excitedly, and it was obvious that she was very satisfied with the current situation. Opening the safe, Duanmei also took out a stack of documents: "The copyright registrations are all in, and they are all in my name. Now this studio is somewhat famous.

, many directors fell in love with the script and would call to inquire about it, but I refused. Apart from anything else, copyright protection in the United States is very good."

"That's because it is beneficial to the United States. Once upon a time, the United States was also a big copycat country. Germany and Japan were both big copycat countries. When they develop to a certain stage, their country will also pay attention to copyright protection." Fang Zhe didn't say anything bad.

, is to explain the facts. Isn’t this how all developing countries have come?

Someone knocked on the door, and when I looked back, Julia stood neatly at the door, wearing a simple pair of jeans and a shirt, tied with a knot at the waist, which fully demonstrated her good waist and elastic and shiny wheat-colored skin.

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"If you don't mind, I'll make something for lunch. I need to go shopping now. The refrigerator was completely empty last night."

Duan Mei didn't make the decision, but turned to look at Fang Zhe. Fang Zhe nodded slightly. He didn't want to trouble Julia, but wanted to see how this person was. After all, if he lived with Duan Mei, he would be implicated if there was any problem.

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"Then I'll bother you. Just remember how much it costs. I'll write you a check when you get back." Duan Mei agreed, and Julia didn't mean to stay any longer. She waved her hand and turned around. It seemed that the other party was not interested at all.

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Fang Zhe has also passed the stage of strong hormones. Unless she is like the fairy sister, she will only look at her for a while when she is still tender. Generally, a good-looking person only needs to look at her twice. Julia's appearance, in Fang Zhe

Zhe seems to be like that, her attraction lies in the enthusiasm and exuberant vitality unique to South Americans.

"Who usually cooks?" Fang Zhe asked casually, and Duan Mei smiled and said: "We only cook occasionally on weekends. How can we have time on weekdays? We have to go to school and write manuscripts. Because of this

Studio, I'm worried that I won't be able to graduate within five years. Also, people here in the United States like to strike up conversations, which is very annoying. You have to decisively refuse every time. It's not like in China, where they strike up random conversations on the street.

,Afraid of being regarded as a gangster."

These words made Fang Zhe feel dazed for a moment. He also came here in the same way. No one in school falls in love, but who dares to strike up a conversation with a beautiful woman when he sees one on the street? In twenty years, this phenomenon may become more common.

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"By the way, in the studio's account, the film and television company paid a lot of dividends. I asked the office to pay the taxes on my behalf."

That’s right, Fang Zhe’s scripts require dividends, not so-called royalties.


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