Ace of the Dragon Division

Stanson left for the city the next day.

He came to the front door of the villa. Zhou Lian naturally knew him as a big character in the Xu family system. He didn't ask, so he let go.

Stanson was still a little grumpy, because not only was things not done well, they were tricky.

Xu Cheng gets up early every day, runs to the park where he first met Zhang Dunfeng in the morning to practice, and then runs back.

I'm crying. Zhou Lian can't get up later than Xu Cheng, right? So she got up early in the morning to prepare breakfast.

She must set aside all the young ladies' sexuality and adapt to all this and live in Xu Jia's proper service.

When Xu Cheng returned, Stanson had walked down the hall and saw him come in and stood up to say hello: "Boss. ”

Xu Cheng didn't even take a look, went to the bedroom to take a shower, then rubbed his wet hair and walked over to sit down. Zhou Lian held the cup of tea used by Xu Cheng. It was usually two standards, and the tea leaves given to the guests were not that polite. After all, there were not many people who Xu Cheng could entertain kindly.

“Is it done?” Xu Cheng took a sip of tea and asked.

After a few seconds of silence, Stanson said, "It's easy for you to have this guy, but after you do it, you'll have a lot of chain effects, and there's a Hollywood Film Association behind him. ”

Xu Cheng was clear and simple: “Extinction. ”

Stanson: "It's indestructible. It's an industry, a cultural industry in the world's film industry. ”

Xu Cheng dropped the teacup and raised his eyes and looked at Stanson. “Find a substitute, don't you need me to teach you something like that? They don't want to do it, some capital can be put in to do it, since the five big movie companies want to buy them with an egg stone! ”

Stanson grinned, “Boss, the problem is not with the association, but with the people behind it, who are the smartest kind of people in the world. ”

Xu Cheng suddenly.

Soon he didn't have to remind Stanson that he thought of this huge group and understood the serious nature of it.

He suddenly leaned on the sofa with Erlang's legs up and nodded contemplatively: “I really forgot this. ”

Stanson added: "It would be nice if he was just a little figure, but it looks like this guy still has a bit of a place in the circle of the nation, and he has a phone call, and he immediately gets the movie community to support him, obviously the association has asked him to do that, and they pulled a lot of relationships, and the governments of several states across the United States have received pressure from corporations big and small all over the country to bring justice to Jackson in China. ”

Xu Cheng sneered: “What justice does he want? This is his fault. Shut up, I'll make him evaporate! ”

Stanson smiled bitterly: "At this level, killing or not is just a small matter. Since the housekeeper has jumped out, we still have to face their group. If we don't get it done in the future, I don't think it's necessary to rigid the crime now. ”

Xu Cheng exhaled: “Someone is giving me a problem. ”

Stanson nodded: "You want global standardization, you lose the interests of these people, they're forcing the palace. ”

Xu Cheng: “Since it is forced confession, there must be someone behind it. This doesn't seem so simple. ”

“So...?” Stanson looked at Seo Cheng and cast his questionable gaze: “Are we compromising or what? ”

“Compromise what?” Xu Cheng glanced directly at him: “When we talked, I didn't give a shit about them. Today they dare to seek initiative in this way, the future can hold our noses.

Xu Cheng stood up and walked to the windowsill, turning his back to Stanson. “You go back and stand by. I'll take care of this. If necessary, get ready. ”

Stanson stood up and said, "Yes! ”

Then he walked out of the villa without dragging mud and water.

Xu Cheng looked out the window and thought for a long time. “Why did you go long ago? We're in a hurry today. Jump out? Come on, let's go, let's go, let's go! ”

After that, Xu Cheng logged into his guest's account and suddenly updated an account that had not appeared for a long time.

It's a picture of Jackson, and then it's accompanied by a phrase: Who dares to invest in his films to fund him, die!

As soon as this announcement comes out, the fryer's out!

The headlines are Jackson's big director, and he's already a dead man.

Hollywood was all for Jackson, and the artists and companies were all shut up, and their official accounts and the content posted on their social accounts were deleted in seconds.

This efficiency is simply cleaner than national restructuring.

And every friend in Jackson's circle, every single one of them, they hacked Jackson's phone, scared of being ripped off, everyone knew that once he was on the guest's death list, this man was finished!

Didn't the Morgan family fall apart? America's rights are back and forth.

And when Jackson's assistant at the hospital refused to leave the hospital to continue the mess, he saw the headline, and everyone was scared to throw the notebook on the floor.

“Do you want to get fired too? - What the hell!” Jackson glanced at his assistant.

The assistant handed him the notebook with trembling hands, and then ran out of the ward with a roll.

Jackson took the notebook and looked at the unclosed web page, then fixed his eyes, then magnified his pupils, and his heart beat suddenly and quickly, with a tendency to jump out of his voice.

Then the notebook slipped off the floor again, and the nurse came in curious and asked him, "Are you okay? ”

“Discharge.” Jackson mumbled in his mouth, then woke up, and the whole person jumped out of bed like a falling ice cellar, pulled out the dripping needle, and rushed outside the ward: “I'm leaving the hospital. ”

“You can't leave the hospital now, at least you have to go through the discharge formalities. ”

A new attorney outside, who was in charge of his case, saw him panicking and stopped him: “Mr. Jackson, where are you going? ”

“I'm leaving the hospital, I'm not appealing, I'm withdrawing, I apologize, I'm wrong, I don't want to die!” Jackson's face is crumbling and his legs are all a little soft. And that scoundrel in the hospital bed just looks exactly the same.

“Do you have a cell phone? Come on, come on! Turn on the tape right now, shoot me, I kneel down, I apologize, come on, help me upload to social networks.” Jackson cried with both eyes, kneeling directly on his legs and asking the lawyer to take out his phone to record the shoot.

He had forgotten to resist, just wanting to make a mistake the first time to see if there was room for salvation.

The lawyer held him to his teeth and said, "Don't you believe in the power behind you? Trust us! ”

“It's you! It's you!” Jackson is not stupid, he has made so many conspiracy theories, why is his film so brilliant, because his background is already complicated in such an environment, so full of heartbeat, so he kind of figured it out: “You want to use me? What do you want to do? ”