Chapter 1217
Three consecutive sentences of "special" are enough to prove Li Feng's anger at the moment.
Barron Albert can guess even if he doesn’t talk about Li Feng, what he calls "normal performance" is nothing more than "Fang Cun Renjian" is a Chinese film, and the Chinese film is not high in the US box office It is normal, but high box office is abnormal.
This is the negative impression left by the achievements of the Chinese films released in the United States in the past.
But if it didn't work before, it means it doesn't work now. Why should you judge the present with previous results?
If other movies don’t work, does it mean "Fangcun World" is not work?
It's barren!
Barron Albert felt Li Feng's anger, and immediately browsed slightly wrinkle and said: "Mr. Li, please control your emotions. This is the United States, this is LSJ, this is my home."
Li Feng clicked the corner of his mouth and said mockingly: "Mr. Barron, I want to remind you of something."
Barron Albert browses slightly wrinkle: "What?"
Li Feng leaned forward, oppression said completely: "Wherever I go, wherever I go, it is my home court."
Barron Albert His mouth opened slightly, his face was stunned!
After a long while, he looked up to the sky and said with a big smile: "Mr. Li, before I met you, I didn't know that Chinese people can also be humorous like this."
"hahaha, hahahahaha , Humor, indeed humor, I am almost laughing to death." Jim Albert smiled backwards and backwards, as if he heard the best joke in the world.
The bodyguards followed his example and began to laugh, laughter one after another, and the atmosphere in the room was very happy.
At this moment, Li Feng suddenly leaned over and took a breath.
"hong"
The fire source that was destroyed before is burning again.
The bodyguards who were laughing hurriedly stopped laughing, hurriedly carrying buckets and fire extinguishers to put out the fire...
When the fire was completely extinguished, they looked at Li bitterly. Feng glanced.
Who the hell is he who can light things with a single breath, magician? Where are the props? Didn't see him prepare the props in advance?
Thinking about it this way, he really is his home court no matter where he goes!
"There is an old saying in China that says "dog Huan is nothing good", so don't be too sullen, it's easy to go wrong." Li Feng sat upright, shrugged.
Barron Albert breathes deeply, said with a sneer: "Li Feng, I advise you again, tear off the promissory note, and return to China, maybe HN Pictures will talk to Shengtang Entertainment again Cooperation."
Li Feng's face was stunned: "Are you... threatening me?"
"If you think this is a threat, then count it. "Barron Albert smiled playfully, and said with a little complacency: "After all, many Chinese film companies want to cooperate with HN Pictures. It doesn't matter if there is no Shengtang Entertainment."
" Ah..." Li Feng touched the chin to think about it.
Frankly speaking, he must continue to cooperate with HN Pictures. This is the requirement of the "Titanic" mission, so he has only one choice left-change HN Pictures Major shareholder.
When I saw this, both Albert father and son were secretly proud. Seeing that they did not, Li Feng became nervous. He was afraid that HN Pictures would no longer cooperate with Shengtang Entertainment.
Then Li Feng should admit it next, right? Oh, stupid Chinese people.
"Mr. Jim, you lost me 300 million dollars last night, right?" Li Feng looked towards Jim Albert and asked.
Jim Albert: "??? Three hundred million for the gods, obviously two hundred million!"
"No way, the promissory note clearly writes three hundred million. ." Li Feng took out the promissory note and took a look, then shook his head and said: "Oh, I was wrong."
Jim Albert snered: "Li Feng, you should go to the ophthalmologist ......"
"Not only 300 million, but also all your shares in HN. I'm curious, how many shares of HN Pictures do you have? Less than 1% is meaningless." Li Feng Said.
Jim Albert: "???"
Barron Albert: "???"
It’s not...what the hell three Yijia HN Pictures, can you exaggerate it a little bit more?
"Why do you have this expression?" Li Feng was a little surprised: "The promissory note is handwritten by Mr. Jim himself. You should know the content of the promissory note best, ah... Mr. Jim, you didn't follow Mr. Barron tells the truth?"
Jim Albert was annoyed: "Who didn’t tell the truth, can I not know what I wrote?"
"Then you Take a look." Li Feng got up and walked in front of the two of them, placing the promissory note in front of them.
Jim Albert's coldly snorted disdain, he squinted his eyes and saw the sneer on his face. Instead, he was shocked: "Damn it, what's going on?"
"Jim, you disappointed me so much!" Barron Albert was coldly snorted, his face sinking like water.
He has already seen clearly that the promissory note is clearly written in black and white, and it is indeed owed to Li Feng 300 million US dollars plus all the shares of HN Pictures held by Jim.
This handwriting is indeed Jim’s, at least 95% similar. If it is forged by Li Feng, it can only be verified by a professional handwriting appraisal agency.
Of course... he won’t do handwriting verification, because it’s not necessary. This promissory note is a piece of waste paper for him. Even if it’s true, he can still let Jim take HN Pictures’ shares Give it all to Li Feng?
Jim was a little flustered: "Daddy, this is really not my writing, I..."
"Is it meaningful to you?" Barron Ai Bert sighed, taking this opportunity to educate: "Remember this lesson. Next time you meet someone you don't know, please find out his details first."
"Yes, Daddy. "Jim lowered his head and accepted his father's education.
"The 300 million U.S. dollars on promissory note plus shares, and 50% of the real total box office of "Fangcun Renjian" after deducting operating costs, this is what I will take from you today."
p>"I will give you 10 minutes to prepare. Once the time is up, if I don't get what I should get, the consequences will be serious."
Li Feng put away the promissory note, rely on I lit a cigarette again on the sofa and started smoking.
Barron Albert was angrily laughed: "Mr. Li, do you think you are a Martial Dao powerhouse, so you can act wilfully?"
"en? "Li Feng raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise: "Do you know that I am Martial Dao powerhouse?"
"Surprised?" Barron Albert joked, "Next My words may surprise you even more."
"Please speak." Li Feng shrugged.
Barron Albert learned what Li Feng was just now, leaning forward, oppression and saying: "I and Mr. Marcus Sapir are good friends."
Li Feng's complexion changed drastically: "What?!"
Li Feng's reaction made Barron Albert very satisfied: "I'm sorry to scare you, but this is the truth. Now, let We have invited Mr. Marcus Sapire and Mr. Kevin Robert to appear on the stage!"
"Kevin Robert?" Li Feng brows slightly wrinkle.
"Why, you also know Mr. Kevin?" Barron Albert was a little surprised.
Li Feng shook the head: "I don't know, I haven't heard of it, a nobody?"
Albert father and son: "..."
At this moment, Marcus Sapir and a middle-aged man walked out of a bedroom on the second floor.