"Boss, are you going to do this?" Gans asked.

"I don't believe it, I can't convince him." I smiled and gritted my teeth.

"But we don't know where he lives?" Although Yassel supported me, he was embarrassed to not be able to find Sautal's address.

"Haha, I just saw a small promotional card on him, with his address on it." Walking out of the door, I waved to Holkina.

The place where Shottal lives is very difficult to find. We drove slowly around the city, and I don’t know how many police officers I asked about finally coming to the intersection of this street.

Getting off the car and looking at the street, I was a little stunned.

This street is comparable to the original Harvey Street. It is tattered and dirty, full of water and mud, chasing and playing children everywhere. The street is lined with low houses, with some poles on it and a few patched clothes drying on it. This place can be seen as a slum.

"Shotal won't be doing so badly, right?" Gans took a breath and lit up.

"He is not that bad, but he won't be much better, right, that's his.

The store was very new, with a big sign erected at the door, and the business was pretty good. The buyers were coming in and out, and the area was not very large, but it didn't look very small either.

"I didn't expect that Shottal was still so financially savvy. If it were such a messy place, someone else would never open a grocery store here. He had this courage." Yassel smiled and shook his head.

"So I said he is still the business genius. It is because of the chaos that no other grocer dares to open a store here. As a result, this has become a scarce place for groceries, and his business here must be very good." I nodded, waved at Yassel and Gans, and walked towards the grocery store.

After entering the store, I found that there was a different world inside. It not only sells some common groceries, but also sells some second-hand carts, bicycles, furniture, and even radios, refrigerators. It also says that you can pay in installments.

This Shottal is too smart. No wonder he can pay back all his debts with this store.

I looked at the counter. Yassel was not there. The one who looked at the shop was a young man of twenty-five or twenty-six years old. The young man greeted the guests with a smile on his face, which was very polite.

"Boss, if I read it correctly, this may be Shottal's only son, named Bjov, who didn't expect to grow up so old." Yassel looked at the young man with loving eyes.

The three of us walked to the counter. The young man smiled at me, looked at me with a little hesitant look, and then said, "Sir, what can I help you? What do you need to buy?"

I smiled slightly: "I want to buy some confidence."

"What?" the young man was stunned.

"I said I want to buy some confidence." I looked at the shelves around me and said in a deep voice.

The young man laughed and spread his hands at me and said, "Sir, you are joking too. I have been looking at the store for such a long time and have never heard of any confidence in selling it. Don't make things difficult for me, I still have to do business. If my father sees it, I will be scolded to death by him."

"You really don't have this here?" I said seriously.

"Sir, you are not here to make trouble, are you? Let me tell you. I can call the police." Seeing that I was unwilling to leave, the young man's face suddenly became gloomy.

"Police, even if you call him, he won't catch me. Is your dad there?" I held back my smile and deliberately made my face dark.

"Why are you looking for my dad?" The young man seemed to realize that we were not in good intentions and became a little nervous.

"You go and ask your dad, maybe he knows." I pointed to the door leading to the inner room in the store.

"Okay, then please wait a moment." The young man knew that he couldn't solve it himself, so he quickly put down the work at hand and pushed the door and went in.

After a short while, a stern shout came from behind: "Who?! Come here to find trouble, right?! I want to see if the thing he is going to buy is long, short, round or square!"

Before he finished speaking, Shottal pushed the door open and saw the three of us standing in front of the counter, and they all laughed.

"Mr. Corleon. How did you find me here?" Shottal walked up to him, very strange.

"Zhotal. Boss, it's been a lot of hard work to find you. We almost broke our legs!" Yaseri said with a sigh at the counter.

"Mr. Corleon? Dad, he is the director Andre of DreamWorks often mentioned?!" Bjoff looked at me with a suspicious expression: "I have been a little confused since he came in, but then I thought about how the boss of the dreamWorks ran to a place like us, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

A fanatical light shone in Bjoff's eyes, he stepped forward and grabbed my hand, and said sincerely: "Mr. Corleon. My father often mentions you to me, and I have watched your movies. I like it very much."

"Go and go, look at the store, don't be verbose here." Shottal glanced at Bjöv and sent him away. Bjöv went to entertain guests in disappointment.

"Mr. Corleon, come in and talk." Shottal saw a few of us poking beside the counter, with a long group of people blocking behind him, so he had to invite me Mo to the back.

Behind the store is a small but beautiful courtyard, with a small garden with an area of ​​about 20 square meters in the middle. Because it is the season when flowers are in full bloom, the colorful flowers are fragrant inside.

"Mr. Corleon, please sit there. I'll go make coffee for you." Shottal turned around and went into the room to tinker with coffee. The few of us were very interested in his small garden.

"This Shothal actually has such leisure and elegance!" Yassel left his seat and came to Shathal's small garden bent down to see the flowers inside and exclaimed.

I also came to me. What surprised me was that many of the flowers inside were actually very expensive.

"There is a good garden. Gans. When you wait, you will also bring people to build a garden in our company's yard, which will add a little natural atmosphere." I said to Gans with a smile.

After watching the flowers, I wandered around the yard. When I walked to a corner, the photos on the wall attracted me.

These photos are all photos of Shottal and some people. I am sure they were taken with all kinds of people in Hollywood. He was full of energy and full of spring breeze.

Yassel also pointed to some photos from the Lightning Company period, which made me nod.

"Yasel, with these photos in it, it means that Shottal was not completely disappointed with Hollywood as you said, and he still had expectations." Looking at these photos, I whispered to Yasel.

Yassel said nothing, just kept laughing.

"Here's coming, the coffee is coming." Shottal came out of the room with a pot of coffee, and when he saw us standing there looking at the photos, his face turned red immediately.

"Mr. Corleon, you're laughing. These photos were originally planned to be thrown away, but there was no time." Shottal said embarrassedly.

I took the coffee, took a sip and smacked my lips, looked at the photos and shook my head: "Mr. Shothal,

It's time to throw away the film."

Cough cough cough cough cough! Yassel choked on me and cried when he heard this. He looked at me and was in a state of dementia.

Shottal's face suddenly became gloomy and extremely ugly.

I have thoroughly understood this guy's temper. Although he said on the surface that he was extremely disappointed with the Hollywood film industry and said that he would not step into Hollywood again, I am sure that he still missed it in his heart and his bones, otherwise he would not have to put these photos carefully on the situation and hung them on the wall of the aisle.

"Mr. Corleon, what do you say?" Shottal said coldly.

I looked up at the sky. It was just after noon. The sun was a little slanted west, but the sun was still very vicious.

"Mr. Shottal, these photos belong to the past of Hollywood, and the glory on them belongs to the past of Hollywood. Today's Hollywood has been different from Hollywood many years ago. People like you are like the sun in the sky, and the most brilliant moment has passed. The rest of the time is to hide in such a small yard and be intoxicated by those old things all day long. I'm sure if you are in Hollywood now, you probably won't be able to do any small manager of a theater. This era is changing with each passing day and developing too fast, so some people should throw it away like these photos."

As soon as I finished speaking, Yassel winked at me frequently and scratched his head with anxiety. He knew Shottal's temper, and I would hurt him in person. But it would make him explode. How could he pull him into DreamWorks then?

But Gans knew what I was thinking and stood aside and watched the joke happily.

"Mr. Corleon, what you said is wrong! Although the people of our time are old, they cannot be destined to be eliminated as you said. Aren't Meyer and Marskolov still getting stronger now? You don't say that at all. It's too arrogant." Shottal said unhappily, with a few anger in his words.

"It's not arrogance, it's self-confidence, it's also a disappointment with your generation. Look at how you look now, Meyer only knows to sleep in the office. Marskolov only knows to wander around the cocktail party, and the others, Adolf Ki, are even more unable to protect themselves when crossing the river. Look at you, now guarding such a store, you will only dream with these old photos. You are completely hopeless and completely abandoned by history. It's useless." I tutted my mouth and secretly looked at Shottal. Seeing this guy, I was already blushing with anger.

"Who said we are useless!? We just don't have a chance! Those people you are talking about are them. Not me. If I were given a chance, I will definitely let you juniors know what a real Hollywood person is!?" Shottal shouted at me with his fists clenched.

"Tsk, give you a chance?! I don't want to take risks with my own money. If you say someone like you, you will only waste a chance!" I deliberately glanced at Shottal with contempt, turned around and ignored him.

Shottal is a person who values ​​face in particular. You can make him penniless, but you can't take away his self-esteem and suddenly he was slandered so much. He could not bear it. He didn't even look at him when he saw me directly. Shottal walked up to me and said angrily: "Mr. Corleon, give me a chance and I will prove it to you! I want you to take back what you said just now! Isn't it just joining DreamWorks? Okay, I promise you! I want you to let you juniors see that we are out of date!"

"Really?!" I was overjoyed when I saw Shottal taking the bait.

"Can there be any false?" Shottal looked at me with a firm attitude.

I looked at him, he looked at me, the two of them were stunned for a long time, and suddenly burst into laughter at the same time.

"Mr. Corleon, I'm fooling you. You're urging me!" Shottal finally understood my conspiracy.

I was unreasonable: "Mr. Shottal, the men from the west never go back on their promises. If you promise, I can't go back on my word!"

At this time, Yassel struck while the iron was hot, and walked up with Gans to bombard Hessal with all the sugar-coated shells.

"Shotal, the boss values ​​you. The boss often says that there are two and a half geniuses in Hollywood management, one is Mayer, and the other is Jesse, the boss has turned Los Angeles to the bottom in order to find you. If the boss treats you like this, you won't be a stern heart, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Schotal, my boss has never admired anyone so much. He always scolds us and says that we young people are far inferior to you older generations. DreamWorks has developed rapidly recently and needs manpower urgently. If you join us, we will definitely soar to the sky!"

...

The two guys said one by one, making Shottal dizzy and in a good mood.

Seeing that Shauthal's mind had moved, I stepped forward and grabbed Shauthal's hand and said solemnly: "Mr. Shauthal, I know your experiences. I know more than anyone else. You spent your hard work on Lightning Company but were abandoned in the end. But I promise you that this will never appear in our DreamWorks. I think Yassel knows best. Mr. Shauthal, you are a precious wealth of Hollywood and a rare talent. If you let you grow old in this small shop, it will be the sin of all of us Hollywood people. For the development of Hollywood movies and to allow future people to gain more spiritual wealth, you should firmly walk out of this yard and walk to the big stage of Hollywood. Mr. Shauthal, I will make you fall in love with Hollywood again!"

I held Shottal's hand tightly and looked at him with great sincerity, with my lips shaking.

Shottal looked at me, Yassel, Gans, and sighed a long sigh: "Mr. Corleon, since you have said this, what else can I say? I'll give it a try, but if it's not done well, you have to allow me to come back and continue to open the store."
Chapter completed!