Andre, your DreamWorks are too big! These fireworks are wonderful!" Todd Browning held his head and looked at the brilliant sparks that were soaking from the sky, and praised it in his mouth.

"Andre, where did you order these fireworks?! I want to order some of them too!" Sam Warner, who had just arrived, fell in love with such a cool thing.

"I ordered it from France. If you want to order it too, I'll give you an address later." I smiled at Sam Warner.

The grand fireworks event made the scene boil, and amid the cheers of people, the guests attending the premiere of "Sunrise" began to attend one after another.

"I saw fireballs all over you from afar. I seemed to have seen a giant dragon. Could it be that I was dazzled?" Grant was still rubbing his eyes when he walked up to me.

I didn't talk to him, but pointed to the fireworks left over from the square.

"It seems to be true." Grant murmured: "Andre, after tonight, the vigorous Christmas movie schedule of the year will pass, and it will be time to make a year's summary in a few days."

I held my arms and looked at the cars coming from outside, turned to Grant and said, "Yes, I've long been eager to see the first Harvey Awards ceremony."

Grant turned around and looked around. Seeing that there were no people, he whispered to me: "Andre, the list of Harvey Awards will be released on the 28th. At that time, all the movie lists will appear in front of everyone at a glance."

"Then how about our DreamWorks?" I asked.

Grant smiled mysteriously and said, "This is a secret. Even the chairman, I, had only heard a little bit of fur. But your names should be on it."

"There is nothing different from not saying this." I gave Grant a blank look.

Although many people were unable to attend the premiere tonight, the parking lot of the small square was soon filled with various small cars.

Mayer, Jesse Lasky, Fox, Charles Rey and others were well-dressed and entered one after another.

We are all old friends, so there is no need to be polite.

Maybe it was because of the fireworks meeting just now. Maybe it was because of the headache that Yutus Clay did not come over. He stood on the high steps at the entrance of the cinema. Looking at the crowds opposite, I felt relaxed and happy.

"Boss, I heard that the two people's life is very difficult now." Gans stood beside me and pointed down. I looked up and saw Sidney Alcott and Tom Baldwin walking towards me with a sad face.

Callum Film and Aisini Film Company is now a alliance. At the beginning, the two companies cooperated well and did receive great results. However, after the honeymoon period, many shortcomings of the alliance were revealed. First, the two companies quarreled with each other over the screening issues of the theater system. Then there was a dispute in the process of joint filming. In addition, the box office of their "The Price of Death" directed by Clark Brookman made the league even more shaky.

Tom Baldwin and Sidney Alcott said that the biggest problem they are facing now is probably the dilemma of not being able to separate or reunite.

"I was raised by bitch. I worked with us in a friendly manner like other companies or formed an alliance with us like Frontier Film and Capi Film. How great is it? I have to break up with us, afraid that we will annex them. Now, I have reached a situation where I am about to go bankrupt." Gans smiled gloatingly.

I shrugged and said, "Actually, it's not a big deal for them. Gans, Hollywood is different from before. In the past, there were hundreds of schools of thought and film companies emerged one after another. These companies are numerous but generally have little strength. They may still survive at that time. However, with the popularity of audio movies, such eras will be gone forever. In the future, Hollywood will probably be Hollywood with increasingly concentrated resources. Small companies will face two choices, either being annexed or going bankrupt. This is inevitable."

"Boss, do you mean that the collapse of Callum and Aisina film companies is sooner or later?" Gans asked.

I looked at Sidney Alcott and Tom Baldwin in the crowd and nodded.

John Cohen, Robert Gene, Bessie Loeff, Paul Strand and others followed closely, and finally Chaplin's special representative Van Punk and his wife Birkford.

"Andre, your DreamWorks Christmas movies have finally been released. It's a joyful congratulations." Van Punk's face was always filled with that hypocritical smile, and he was so polite to see me.

"I heard that you, Lianmei, are already planning to make a new film, right?" I smiled and grabbed Van Punk's hand.

Van Punk shook his head and said showing off: "The new film is not planned yet, but we are busy with other things. Mutual aid companies are friendly inviting us to cooperate with them. We are in pain."

Van Punk looked helpless, but his eyebrows were filled with a smug smile.

"Isn't it just a dog who joins Mutual Aid Company as a Rockefeller Consortium, and still shaking his head and tail in front of us." Looking at Van Punk's arrogant back, Gans cursed.

I was there, laughing secretly.

If Van Punk and I were a little unhappy, then the appearance of Sardinia Eastman made my palms itchy.

The license plate of Sardinia Eastman has a huge Kodak factory logo, so it is easy to identify, so when his car appeared in the square, Gans, who was standing next to me, kept humming.

Then I saw Sardin Eastman coming out of the car, and the man who was about forty years old was about forty years old.

This man was wearing a white suit that few people wore, tall and thin, with a very short flat head. He could tell at a glance that he was a sharp person. If I was not wrong, this guy was Delaley O'Neal, the manager of the Western Five Continents of Chase Bank in Rockefeller Consortium.

The two of them came to my place. Sardin Eastman smiled embarrassedly and handed me a beautifully packaged box in his hand.

"What is this? You can't load a bomb, right?" I looked half-joking and half-sincere. It made Sardin Eastman stunned.

It's Drari behind him

A gift, congratulations to DreamWorks on the successful premiere of the last movie during the Christmas season.”

I took the box and opened it, and saw that it was a Dream Factory Red Dragon Factory logo made of pure gold. It was very dazzling and cute.

"This gift is quite good. It is much more stylish than the big diamond ring that Mr. Eastman gave me a few days ago. Thank you, Mr. O'Neal." I turned around and handed it to Gans, shook hands with O'Neal.

Sardin Eastman was so angry that his face looked like earth.

"Mr. O'Neal, why did you remember to come to our DreamWorks?" I began to pound Drari O'Neal.

Drari O'Neal smiled and pointed at himself and said, "Mr. Corleon, I am your loyal fan. I have wanted to come and see it for a long time. This time I went to Los Angeles on a business trip. At the party, I heard Sardin say that your DreamWorks will premiere tonight, so I came over and joined in the fun without any invitation. I also hope Mr. Corleon will not blame him."

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This guy fooled my problem without missing a trace.

I laughed: "Where is Mr. O'Neal saying? I can't welcome you. Please come."

I put Jeans and others outside to continue to greet the guests, and then took Drari O'Neal into the cinema.

Seeing that I was so polite to him, Drari O'Neal couldn't help but feel a little proud and happy on his face.

When I arrived at the cinema, I arranged seats for them myself, and then sat down to chat.

First we talked about some movies, then women, and then business. Finally, we had a long walk and then we got to the point.

"Mr. Corleon, I heard that you and Sardinia have some misunderstandings, right?" Drari O'Neal picked up the cup and took a sip of the wine, and said to me with a smile.

After chatting for so long, I have figured out some of the character of Drari O'Neal.

This person is a typical financial person who is very versatile and meticulous and sensitive, so if you are not careful, you may fall into his trap.

I looked at Sardinia Eastman, who was beaten up by me and smiled and said, "Mr. O'Neal must have heard the rumor. Mr. Eastman and I were very good. We had a conversation at the Republican rally a few days ago. Both of us were having fun. I dare say that in the whole of Los Angeles, except for Mr. Eastman, no one has ever made me enjoy it so much, right, Mr. Eastman?"

Although Sardin Eastman was so angry that he was about to explode, he still squeezed out a smile and said politely: "That's that's it, Mr. Corleon and I, as if we were to see it, as if we were to see it."

Looking at this guy's unlucky look, I couldn't help but smile.

"That's good, just have no misunderstandings. Mr. Corleon, to be honest, Kodak is a partner of our Rockefeller Consortium. We really don't want any conflict between you two companies. This will not be of any benefit to both parties, what do you think?" Drari O'Neal looked at me with a slight smile.

I didn't expect this guy to shake off the relationship between Rockefeller Consortium and Kodak in front of me, and I was secretly surprised. Logically, although we knew in our hearts that each other was not a good person, we still pretended to be very polite on the surface, but Drari O'Neal shook the matter out, which really made me unable to figure out what he was going to do.

"Mr. O'Neal, you're right. Like us businessmen, we naturally pay attention to the word "Mutual". Only when we are stable can we make money. But we are not afraid of any conflict. For those who want to destroy us, we only have one way, that is, we won't let him have a good life. Do you think so?" I stared at Drari O'Neal and raised my eyebrows.

Drari O'Neal was stunned for a moment, then smiled and covered up, saying, "Mr. Corleon, actually, I'm here this time, besides enjoying your movie, there is another thing."

"Please tell me." I knew this guy must have come here to walk around.

Delali O'Neal felt relieved of the cup in his hand and said seriously: "Mr. Corleon, I mainly want to notify you. Our Rockefeller Consortium invests in Lockheed Aircraft Company. We are very interested in our financing. Mr. Lockheed is preparing to discuss this matter because you hold 20% of the equity of Lockheed Aircraft Company. So I also want to hear your opinions. In a few days, we will call you and Mr. Lockheed to discuss this matter in person."!!!!!!!!!

I was stunned by Drari O'Neal's words.

The partnership between Los Angeles Consortium and DreamWorks is well known in Los Angeles. Among the three pillar companies in the consortium, Northrop Arms has now been controlled by DreamWorks and has become a subsidiary of DreamWorks. Litton Industrial Co., Ltd., DreamWorks does not hold shares, while Lockheed Aircraft Co., Ltd. holds 20% of the shares. In the past six months, DreamWorks has devoted all its energy to developing Northrop Arms, making Northrop's strength surpassing Lockheed Aircraft Co., Ltd. and Letton Industrial Co., Ltd. the leader in the Los Angeles Consortium, but I did not intervene.

The main reason is, on the one hand, because of the relationship between funds and energy, and on the other hand, considering Lockheed's personality, this guy is very scared about my use of funds to continuously penetrate the Los Angeles consortium, especially turning Northrop into a DreamWorks subsidiary. He was afraid that his company would have such a fate. But he didn't expect that this Erwuzi didn't know when he had hooked up with the Rockefeller consortium!

It can be imagined with your toes that if the Rockefeller Consortium's funds were extended to Lockheed Aircraft Company and successfully held the shares, it would be a huge blow to me!

Not only did all my previous efforts turn into vain, but more importantly, from then on, the Rockefeller Consortium successfully inserted a knife into my ribs. With this knife in my life, I won’t be able to live a peaceful life.

What I can't stand the most is that I know the bright future of the aircraft company more than anyone else. Although I can't see such a prospect now, in more than ten or twenty years, the aircraft company is a money tree. I have worked so hard to hold the future money tree tightly in my hand. However, with this intervening by the Rockefeller Consortium, my plan was broken.

Ruthless! Rockefeller Consortium

It’s really ruthless to cross the sky!

I have never been afraid of Sardinia Eastman's bomb, but this time, the smiling Drari O'Neal on the opposite side made me feel a little scared.

However, if you want to defeat me, you are afraid that it will not be so easy.

I quickly calmed down and quickly recalled Drari O'Neal's words, feeling that things were not too serious.

He just said that he had just expressed this intention with Lockheed, and Lockheed was also very interested, but he did not say that Lockheed had agreed to him. Lockheed considers his airplane company more important than life. He did not like others to point fingers at his company. He was afraid of my financing, and I think he was the same with the Rockefeller Consortium.

The only possibility that prompted him to negotiate with the Rockefeller Consortium was that he wanted to use the funds of the Rockefeller Consortium to squeeze me away.

This idiot didn't know that he had led the wolf into the house.

The only thing I can do now is probably to pull him over before he reaches an agreement with the Rockefeller consortium.

Thinking of this, my mind calmed down slightly, and I smiled and said to Drari O'Neal: "Mr. O'Neal, how much do you want to invest in Lockheed Aircraft Company?"

Drari O'Neal showed a proud smile on his face and said, "Of course, the more the better, but the specifics depend on the results of the discussion with you."

I nodded and smiled, "Okay, I've been very busy these days. After finishing my work, I will definitely go with Mr. Lockheed to discuss with you."

The bitch I lack the most now is time. I must solve Lockheed before they start, so I must ask for a few days.

But Drari O'Neal seemed to see my thoughts and smiled: "Mr. Corleon, we have made an appointment with Mr. Lockheed. The day after tomorrow, on the night of the 26th, everyone would happily discuss it."

My face turned pale and said, "Okay, I will definitely be there that night."

Then I stood up and left the table on the grounds of entertaining guests.

As soon as I walked a few steps, I heard the smug laughter of Drari O'Neill and Sardin Eastman coming from behind.

"Boss, why are you so bad? Isn't it?!" Digans walked in and saw me when he frowned. He asked quickly when he saw me.

I let out a long sigh and said, "What a big deal. But let's put the movie first. Let's talk about it after the premiere."

Gans was frightened by my expression, nodded mechanically, then walked up to the podium and made a quiet gesture to the people present.
To be continued...