You guys, it seems that you can't stop you from taking out something to block your mouth.

Holkina put three boxes on the table and opened them one by one.

Griffiths and other guys had long been interested in the three boxes I brought, but they just watched me not speak out and dared not ask. Now that I saw me asking Holgina to open the boxes, they all came over and surrounded the table.

Holkina opened the three boxes one by one with a smile, and then stared at the guys and laughed at them together.

In an instant, the room was so cold that a group of guys gathered together and stared at the three things in the box, intoxicated.

"Be good, this shield looks silver. Boss, if I sell it out, I can sell it for a lot of money!" Gans greedily tapped the big shield with his fingers, turned his face and said something that almost made me fall for the accident.

"Boss, this prop sword is better than the ones in our warehouse, at least faster than the kitchen knife in the cafeteria, and the patterns on it look decent. You can tell at a glance that it is a good A-good guy." The fat man touched the sword and muttered, then screamed out.

"What's wrong?!" Griffith was shocked by the fat man's scream.

Everyone turned their faces and saw the fat man jumping straight with his hand.

"It's a snoring?" Gans tried his best to break the fat man's hand and couldn't help but say a word.

It turned out that the fat man's hand was cut for a long time, and blood was flowing.

"Mr. Berg, do you really think it's a prop sword!? It's an authentic Polish steel sword, which cuts iron like mud, let alone your hands." Holgina said gloatingly.

At this moment, the guys in the room finally believed it.

"Boss, since you are a duke, it's easy to deal with. You show your compassion and have all of us named Earls, Viscounts, etc. We can be so proud of any cocktail party next time." Gans narrowed his eyes into a line, looking at me with a flattering expression.

"Get out!" I gave Gans a blank look and stretched out my foot to kick him, but Gans twisted his butt and avoided him.

"Boss. You said that the Warsaw clothing store is also the industry of your Corleon family. That store is a big store. So our DreamWorks has added another industry." Griffith said.

"It's good to add an industry, but it also adds a problem. The bitch-raising land of the Akado family is now eyeing the clothing store. Second brother, you have to quickly instruct your subordinates to protect our store. Just because the dozens of people in the store want to start fighting, they are not the opponent of the Italians who are raised by those bitch-raising." I turned to my second brother and said.

The second brother nodded, picked up the telephone number next to him and began to instruct his hands down.

"Bunker?! My boss, are our brothers sleeping now? OK. Just don't sleep. Take a white man or two to the Warsaw clothing store in the city. Yes, yes, no, it's not going to smash the store. Let me tell you, that's my store. You ask your brothers to protect that store. Pay special attention to the bastards of the Akado family. Yes, bring more guys. If those guys dare to come over to make trouble, you beat me hard, beat me to death, and shoot all the headshots! Yes, let's go now! OK, then I'm dead!"

The second brother shouted in his phone and spitted everywhere. When the people in the room heard that he was about to burst someone's head, they laughed.

When the second brother set up his subordinates, Yassel pulled my arm: "Boss, who is the mastermind behind the scenes?"

"Yes, boss, hurry up and shake off this bitch, I'm almost in a hurry." Gans hugged his head in pain.

I sighed, smacked my lips and said, "Sardinia Eastman."

"Sardinia Eastman!? The son of that Kodak boss George Eastman!?" Yassel stared at me in surprise and frowned.

"Boss, you didn't joke with us, are you?! George Eastman's son?! That little bastard is a person called the 'rattlesnake' by Los Angeles! How could we mess with this guy!" Gans was almost in a state of distraction.

I took a sip of tea, sighed at them, and nodded: "That's right, it's George Eastman's son."

Yassel shook his head and said, "Boss, our DreamWorks has never taken revenge against Kodak. How could George Eastman attack you??"

"Jasel said, if it were Chaplin, Chuck and the others, I believe, but George Eastman would be a bit unacceptable. Boss, few people have seen him here, and you have never dealt with him. It could not be him." Stenberg agreed with everyone's thoughts.

"I don't think it's completely impossible." Stiller whispered with his chin and said something that surprised Stendburg and others deeply.

"Tell me the reason." I nodded at Stiller.

Stiller spread his hands: "Boss, although we didn't say hello to Kodak, we also forgot to date. The medium of this interaction is Color Technology Company. Originally, Kodak was the largest partner of Color Technology Company, and they have coveted the research of that three-color film. Since we cooperated with Color Technology Company, Kodak's dream of obtaining a three-color film patent has been completely shattered. From this perspective, George Eastman cannot hate you to the core."

"Stiller made some sense. Boss, our cooperation with Color Technology Company is indeed an extremely unfavorable thing for Kodak." Dunar looked at me intently and discussed Stiller's opinion.

"Impossible. It's absolutely impossible because of this. Boss, that George Eastman, I have not had much dealing with him, but I still understand this person's personality. He is a generous, steady, generous gentleman. Even if we annoy him, he will not take such bad methods. This is not his style of doing things. Besides, he is old now and doesn't care much about Kodak's internal affairs. The company's main business has been handed over to Sardinia Eastman's hands. This guy is nicknamed "Rattlesnake". His temper is one with his father in the sky and the other underground. He is not only a scheming but also a lot of tricks. Many film companies in the United States have more people in his hands. I think this matter has nothing to do with George Eastman. It must be this little bastard." Griffith has been in Hollywood for the longest time, and many people know it very well, so what he said is,

The approval of everyone, including me.

After discussing here, everyone has reached a consensus: the bombing matter must have been caused by Sardinia Eastman, but everyone's thinking is in a dead end when it comes to why Sardinia Eastman attacked me.

The office fell into silence in public, and everyone frowned and thought about this reason.

I lit a cigarette, closed my eyes slightly, and began to sort out my thoughts bit by bit.

During this period, everything that happened seemed to have something to do with Wall Street. Chaplin and Aitken hooked up, and Mutual Aid Company received a strong injection of funds from Rockefeller. The Arcado family may have Wall Street factors in the entry into Los Angeles. Will Sardinia Eastman have an affair with Rockefeller?

Suddenly, I suddenly grabbed something, and then I asked Griffith loudly: "How about David, how about the relationship between Kodak and the Rockefeller Consortium?"

Griffith was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood what I meant and whispered to me: "Boss, these two companies are not only related, but also have extremely unusual relationships. I think when Kodak was developing business overseas, the large amount of funds needed was borrowed from the Rockefeller Consortium. Now both companies are giants, and the connection is closer than before. Also, I heard that Sardinia Eastman's fiancée is the daughter of the Rockefeller family, so this is to kiss. Boss, why are you asking this?"

After listening to Griffith's words, I nodded.

Chaplin and Aitken hooked up, and the mutual aid company was shattering me inside Hollywood. The influx of the Akado family was to keep a close eye on my second brother and then let Sardin Eastman secretly take action. These three axes look down on me too much!

When I think about it this way, I suddenly realized that things that were originally chaotic and didn’t seem to be very connected!

"Boss, what you mean is that even Sardinia Eastman is instructed, and the real big head behind the scenes is the Rockefeller Consortium?" Jassel had completely guessed what I thought at this time.

"Boss, how is it possible? Sardin Eastman is reasonable to attack us. How could this Rockefeller Consortium be interested in such a little shrimp!?" The fat man and some others were still confused.

I smiled slightly: "The Rockefeller Consortium's trick is so cruel that it is even more cruel than Chaplin and even Adolf Chuck. This time, we are afraid that the disaster will come."

"The disaster is coming?! Boss, don't scare us, how could we be the disaster be coming?!" Stiller couldn't sit still when he heard me say such words, and stood up from the sofa.

I sighed: "In Hollywood, Rockefeller Consortium has raised huge funds to support Mutual Aid, and it seems that it has won over Chaplin. As for whether there are other companies, we don't know. They want to use these companies to fight us head-on and defeat our DreamWorks film companies. Then, let the Acado family enter Los Angeles, defeat the Burbank Party of my second brother, our arms companies and even the fast food industry. This cuts off our wings, and then they let the film giant Kodak stand out. Whether it is conspiracy or commercial competition, or we cut off our retreat, the Rockefeller Consortium seems to have to swallow our DreamWorks this time."

When Griffith, Dunar, Gans, Stiller and others heard what I said, they immediately started to talk.

"Boss, I think you may think too complicatedly about things. In my opinion, these things may be single things. If you mix them up like this, that's complicated. I still can't figure out how many film companies in Hollywood are much bigger than us. Why did the Rockefeller Consortium single-choose our DreamWorks? This can't be explained." Griffith's face turned pale and denied my guess.

Anyone in the office understands that if the Rockefeller Consortium is interested in a company and decides to annex it, it is a foregone conclusion. No matter what company you are or how capable you are, in front of such a financial tycoon, people can kill you with money. So if what I said is true, for DreamWorks, it is definitely not just a disaster. The Rockefeller Consortium's move this time will be an unprecedented tsunami. In front of it, no ship can be safe and sound!

It’s not that Griffith couldn’t imagine it, but that he didn’t dare to think about it or was unwilling to think about it.

"Boss, I can't figure out that Rockefeller Consortium has put so many companies in the process, but it's just that it's impossible to get along with our company?" Gans looked at me with red eyes.

I smiled helplessly: "It's a simple reason, because we hold the patent rights of audio movies."

"The patent right of audio movies?!" The people in the room suddenly started to scream. They looked at each other in confusion, and they didn't know how the patent right of audio movies suddenly became the source of disaster.

And for me, the things I have been worried about finally came.

In history, the emergence of audio films was a watershed in the entire Hollywood history. Before that, even if some consortiums injected funds into film companies, film companies had absolute autonomy, but after that, the golden age of Hollywood was over. Audio films, to be precise, were the Vitawind Films of Western Electric Company, were a major source of this accident. Originally, many film companies were not interested in such audio films at all, but in the end, under the attempt of Warner, audio films achieved great success. After that, the companies that had previously rejected audio films realized that they had made a huge mistake and went to Western Electric Company to olive branches. However, Western Electric Company refused to give up and allowed them to use their patents to shoot audio films while making extremely harsh profits.

The dividend conditions, Hollywood film companies finally had to agree to these harsh conditions. After suffering all the hardships, they began to shoot audio movies one by one. The audio movies were successful and were warmly welcomed by the audience, bringing huge profits to the film companies. This situation undoubtedly aroused the interest of the financial giants on Wall Street. For the first time, they discovered that the film industry, which was originally a small-scale, could actually make so much money. Money caused these vultures to flock to them. They used their strong capital to buy out all Hollywood's projection systems at once, and Rockefeller even invented the Forto-style audio movie screening system to break the monopoly of Western film companies. Finally, the patent for audio movies was held in their hands, and the entire Hollywood theater chain was also in the hands of others, and the electronic printing of Hollywood was

He said that his life was in the hands of those large consortiums, and there were only two ways to do so, either closing down or obediently accepting others' domination. It was also from this time that the golden age of Hollywood was over.

This is something that happened in history and something I have always been worried about.

For me, Hollywood, which is controlled by Wall Street, is a deteriorating Hollywood, and such a Hollywood is the grave of all film artists.

Therefore, I tried every means to bring the patent rights of audio films into my own hands, and then delegated the patent rights and audio film screening system to Hollywood film companies. In this way, Hollywood film companies have mastered their own destiny to a large extent. On the one hand, they can greatly increase their strength through audio films. On the other hand, even if Wall Street takes action against Hollywood, it will not be as easy as possible to succeed in history. Not to mention anything else, almost all Hollywood film companies have replaced the Vita-style audio film screening system, which makes major film companies extremely loyal to their theaters. If Wall Street wants to bring all the theaters of Hollywood companies into its own hands, it is definitely an extremely difficult thing.

It is also for this reason that I am very confident that Hollywood will not be swallowed up by Wall Street as in history, but now it seems that this move still seems a bit soft and powerless in the end.

Wall Street did not give up the move to occupy Hollywood because of this action I did. The Rockefeller Consortium still acted as the leader of Wall Street's attack on Hollywood as in history.

The huge profits and social impacts of audio films are much more brilliant than the successes of audio films in history, which accelerates Wall Street's attack on Hollywood.

As the leader of the Wall Street consortium, the Rockefeller consortium knows the current situation in Hollywood more than anyone else. They know that it is impossible to subdue major film companies by purchasing all the theater systems of the company. Then the only way left is to start from the patent of audio films. As long as you obtain the patent of audio films, you can greatly control the fate of major film companies.

DreamWorks Films, the owner of the patent rights of audio films, naturally became their primary goal.

From what we did, the Rockefeller Consortium definitely knew that they could not make themselves the owners of DreamWorks through peaceful financing. They also knew that DreamWorks has now become the decisive force of the entire Hollywood, but unfortunately, their boss Andre Corleon had never had any good feelings for Wall Street. They knew that I would not hand over the fate of Hollywood to their hands, so what the Rockefeller Consortium could do was to use various relationships and means to defeat DreamWorks and seize the patent for audio films. By that time, other Hollywood film companies would become meat on their chopping boards.

The Rockefeller Consortium was smart enough to win over Aitken and Chaplin and opened a hole from within Hollywood. With this hole, their black funds could flow into Hollywood continuously. Then, they pulled out the door that guarded Hollywood - DreamWorks Films, and Hollywood was their Wall Street world.

Under the aggressive attack of the Wall Street Consortium represented by the Rockefeller Consortium, DreamWorks, a film company with the third-class level in Hollywood, looked extremely thin and crumbling.

Of course I can't tell Griffith what happened in history, but I can tell them the current situation and Wall Street ambitions, and after my detailed explanation, everyone was silent.

They were frightened by the situation in front of them!

These people, whether it is Griffith, Dunar, who have been struggling in Hollywood for the rest of their lives, or Stevenberg and Stiller, are all scared by the situation in front of them. They have never felt scared since they followed me. But today, the fear and cringe in their eyes are something I have never seen before.

Not to mention them, even I feel cold.

The Rockefeller Consortium is too powerful. In front of them, our DreamWorks is like a trash facing a towering mountain. This war without gunpowder seems to have no suspense in the ending without the beginning.

But in my heart, in addition to being cold, I feel unwilling!

I know more than anyone what Hollywood would become if Wall Street had been mastered. In later generations, I have seen enough.

No.99% of the movies produced have only one purpose: to make money! Europeans ridiculed this place for a strong smell of copper on film. They said that Hollywood is a place where there is only movies but no art.

To a certain extent, what they said is correct. Hollywood, which became a tool for making money on Wall Street, produces consumer goods that are no different from cars and fast food. Yes, it is consumer goods rather than art. Although consumer goods are needed, and people have used it to make money since the invention of movies, as the "seventh art" in human history, if 99% of movies are pure consumer goods, it is definitely a great sadness.

The Hollywood in my mind is the Hollywood of the golden age. Film companies can take their own destiny in their own hands. Directors can shoot movies according to their inner thoughts. Directors are the center of the entire movie, rather than the producer with a big belly holding a wallet in their hands!

Such a Hollywood is the real world of film, the Hollywood in the dreams of generations of Hollywood filmmakers, and the palace of film art. I will never allow it to be defiled by the chaebols on Wall Street. Even if it is crushed to pieces, I will not let this tsunami soak any existing land in Hollywood!

With this hope, suddenly, I felt like I had infinite power. I knew that I might end up in this tsunami without any corpse, or maybe the small ship of DreamWorks would be swallowed by fierce waves, but I would not retreat!

"Boss, I support you! I came here with the crew to make a good movie, and wanted to use such a movie to impress the audience and bring hope and warmth to them. I don't want the place we have worked hard to create to become a money tree for those chaebols!" Griffith was the first to stand out, and he looked at my face, his eyes blasting fire, and his eyes were firm.

Yes, it was the founding of Hollywood that was the credit of him and those pioneers of film, and they used it little by little

Water turned this originally desolate and barren town into a huge electricity. His love for Hollywood exceeded everyone. For him, Hollywood was like a church for devout believers. It had become a belief that could not tolerate any defilement.

"Boss, I also support you. Hollywood is much worse than before. If you let those bitches on Wall Street get involved, it will be over!" Dunar has suffered from the producer's pain and anger from the producer, so he hates the producer's control over those consortiums, so he has a deep understanding of my feelings.

"Boss, we all support you. This Hollywood is our filmmakers' Hollywood, not their Wall Street chaebol Hollywood. No matter what happens, we will stand with you! Even if we die without a burial place, we will not frown!" The remaining people, Stevenberg, Stiller, Flahadi, and Yassel, said gritting their teeth.

The previous fear and cringe were gone in their eyes, and the air in the office was filled with a kind of tragic and masculinity. Looking at them, my confidence in Hollywood was stronger than ever.
To be continued...