DreamWorks is the first theater in Los Angeles. At six o'clock in the evening, the vocals are roaring. This is undoubtedly the most lively place tonight.

Because "ET" is the reason I directed, many Hollywood filmmakers came to support it.

There is no need to say much about Marskolov, Todd Browning. Even people like Adolf Chuck, Sam Warner, Besie Lof, etc., who have a movie premiere in their company tonight, all came over.

For them, attending the premiere of DreamWorks movies has almost become a habit, not to mention a movie directed by Andre Corleon himself.

For me, I was nervous than everyone else. Not only was I nervous about the premiere of the movie. What was even more nervous was the "conspiracy" carefully planned tonight.

"It's seven o'clock, Gans will take the opportunity to act!" I patted Gans's shoulder and smiled.

I walked to the lounge inside the cinema. The movie had not been shown yet, and it was very noisy outside.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, I saw the fat man secretly running in and making a gesture at me.

I looked at the clock on the wall and signaled him to wait a little longer.

At half past seven, the phone on the table rang on time.

I picked up the microphone and made an O gesture to the fat man, and the fat man ran out with a smile.

"Andre, I'll count it on time." Coolidge's lazily voice began to remember the receiver.

"It's okay. You're a little conscience and do a good job." I said softly.

At the same time, I looked around and saw the figure shaking at the door of the lounge and was secretly happy.

"Impossible! How could it be reduced!? I invested 100 million US dollars in it!" I yelled deliberately in my arms with the microphone.

Then I winked at the fat man standing at the door. Under the leadership of Fat Man and Gans, Marskolov, Adolph Chuck, Sam Warner, Bessi Lof and others walked in.

There was a clear look of curiosity on their faces, especially Sam Warner, who stared at the phone in my hand as soon as he entered the door.

I pretended to be careful, and half turned around and covered the microphone and asked in a low voice: "Mr. President, are you sure you will fall!?"

Although the sound was small, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became mysterious.

Marscraf and others even stretched their necks and hooked their heads, fearing that something would be missed.

"It will definitely drop! Stop it now!" Coolidge shouted in the microphone, almost deafing my ears.

I glanced at Marskolov and others, and all of these guys became a little stupid.

These people have seen Coolidge and are very familiar with Coolidge's voice. If they were a little skeptical about what they said at the beginning, then hearing Coolidge's words with their own ears would make them have some ideas.

"Okay. I get it." I put down the phone, pretended that nothing had happened, walked to the sofa and sat down.

"Everyone, I bought some good tea today, please come and try it." I waved my hand. Gans and the fat man began to make tea for everyone.

"Good tea, good tea." The group of people took a sip and all exclaimed in unison.

These guys are obviously absent-minded.

Looking at their faces sunny and yin, there was endless curiosity but I couldn't ask. My mood was really saying.

"Andre, last time I asked you to buy new stocks of Rockefeller Consortium, did you buy them?" Marskolov began to strike indirectly.

"I bought it. What's wrong?" I pretended to be curious.

"That's good. I wonder how much you bought?" asked Marskolov.

I stretched out a finger: "One hundred million."

"One hundred million! That's quite a lot!" Adolf Chuk cooperated with Marskolov and exaggeratedly exaggeratedly.

"not much

I'm a small deal compared to you guys. You can tell me that you bought earlier and made more profits, so I'll have to throw it away immediately." I smiled.

"It's going to be thrown away soon!? Why?" Marskolov asked anxiously.

Others stopped drinking tea and stared at my face.

I shook my head and smiled, "There is no other reason, drink tea, drink tea."

The more I don't say it, the more these guys feel that something is wrong.

"Andre, do you think we are friends?" Marskolov grabbed my hand.

"Yes, of course, yes." I nodded.

"You said, are we all in the same alliance? Should we share weal and woe??" Marskolov was righteous.

"Should!" I laughed.

"Then why do you hide something from us?" Marskolov's eyes widened.

"What am I hiding from you?" I spread my hands.

Sam Warner couldn't help it and said to me first: "Andre, can you tell us why we should sell stocks? You must know that this new stock is rising now!"

I squeezed my eyes, looked at the tense faces in front of me, and laughed.

"Everyone, this is what you want to ask?" I took a sip of tea.

"Of course! Andre, we all invested a lot of money in it. This time, you have to show us the truth!" Adolf Chuck's words made Sam Warner and others next to him nodded repeatedly.'

"I can say that I'm afraid you don't believe it." I pretended to be extremely helpless.

"You said! As long as you said, we believe it!" Marskolov shouted loudly.

"Yes! If you say we believe it." Everyone responded.

Looking at the blushing guys in front of me, I was very happy.

Finally taken the bait.

"There have been some news in the media in Los Angeles these days. Have you noticed it?" I said mysteriously.

"You are talking about the problems within the Rockefeller consortium reported in major media in Los Angeles and the government's preparation to adjust the Missouri oil field?" Marskolov asked quietly while putting his head over.

I lit a cigarette and took a sip. I said slowly, "No, why do you think about this?"

"I don't think it's groundless, but this kind of thing happens often and will not have much impact on the stock market, so I didn't move any of the stocks on hand. After all, the stocks are still rising." Sam Warner was the first to speak.

His opinion is basically what others think.

"Sam and I have discussed this matter. We all think we don't rush to sell stocks, wait and see." Marskolov looked at me and asked, "Andre, what do you think?"

"Me? I'm very simple, I'll throw it away the day after tomorrow." My words made Marskolov and others stunned.

Seeing that I was determined, Marskolov and others must have received the mysterious secret news. A hint of horror appeared on their faces.

Although these guys don’t invest hundreds of millions of dollars in the stock market, they have invested a lot of money. If they lose money, they will probably feel distressed.

"Why?" Sam Warner's lips shivered.

"No, a friend told me the internal news." I smirked.

This time, these guys began to move.

"Andre, is your friend..." Marskolov pointed to the national flag hanging on the wall in the lounge.

Everyone understands his meaning.

First, they heard Coolidge's voice. Second, Coolidge has always had a good relationship with me, and they also knew this, and it is not a secret in Hollywood.

I nodded.

"He called to greet my new film just now, but as we talked about the stock market, it turned out like this. Thank you, otherwise I would lose all my money!" I specially increased the volume on "I lost all my money".

The lounge was very quiet, and everyone was looking down and thinking about their own solutions.

"I'm a bitch. I think the growth rate in the past few days is not normal. I didn't expect there was any problem. Sell. I'm not selling yet. I've made a lot of money anyway." Marskolov slapped his leg hard.

"Not bad! Sell! When I got back, I sold all the stocks at hand. This person, you can't be too greedy, we have indeed made a lot of money." Sam South China also nodded.

As soon as they spoke, the rest of them responded.

"No, you will be bad things if you do this." I shook my head.

"Why is it a bad thing? Since it is the one who revealed the news, it must be a true matter. If you don't sell while the stocks are soaring, do you have to wait until you lose all your money??" Marskolov pouted.

I waved my hand and said, "It's not that I don't ask you to throw it, but I don't agree with your unorganized throwing."

"What does it mean?" Sam Warner didn't understand.

"You are stupid. If you want to sell, you must make an appointment for time to sell together, so that everyone can sell it. If you sell it one by one, it may attract the attention of the Rockefeller Consortium. When the time comes, people will suddenly drop the stock price, and then the people behind will not be able to sell it?" I knocked on the table and said.

I have spent so much effort to let you sell together and cause a shock in the stock market. If I sell one by one, then I will not be in vain.

"What Andre said is that the people in the Rockefeller Consortium are very cunning. If we throw them one by one, there will be problems. I think everyone should discuss it and throw them together." Adolf Chuck agreed with my proposal.

"agree!"

"agree!"

Everyone reached an agreement on this point.

"In addition, you can't tell me about this in order to ensure safety, especially to the people of the Rockefeller Consortium and those who have connections with them." I reminded me.

"Don't worry about this, we won't be stupid." Sam Warner chuckled.

"When will we throw it?" Marl
To be continued...