Coolidge's mindless words made me a little confused.

"Calvin, who is the person you are talking about?" I asked.

Coolidge said to me while holding his fingers: "I'll talk to you. You know the inside story of the stock collapse this time. So far, you have already known about Lemmer. Tonight, Marskolov and others will also receive your reminder. Have you never thought about the remaining person?"

Looking at Coolidge's smirk, I understood who the person he was talking about was.

"You mean I'll send a message to Jean DuPont Belmondo?" I burst out laughing.

Coolidge had a serious expression on his face: "You guy is really. I'm all for your own good. This stock market collapse is not a joke, maybe you can lose all your wealth. Among your five wives, Garbo and Holgina don't have any deep family background, so there is no need to mention it in this regard, but the other three are different."

"Lemer is Heidi's father. You support him. Marskolov is Leni's father. You support him. Only Jean DuPont Belmondo, you didn't even think about it now. Are you not afraid that Natalia will make trouble with you after the matter is over?"

Coolidge's words made Yassel and others beside him laugh.

This bitch-raising Coolidge is simply the emperor is not in a hurry. "Calvin, you guy is too busy with it." I muttered, and then said in a deep voice: "Do you think you should tell Jean DuPont Belmondo about this?"

"This..." Coolidge shut his mouth and shrugged, it was my personal decision.

"Yasel, say!" I pointed at Yasel.

Coolidge is not as straightforward as Yassel.

"Of course I can't tell!" Yassel didn't care that DuPont Belmondo was my father-in-law. This guy only saw DreamWorks. He puts the interests of DreamWorks first in everything he did.

"Why can't it?" I laughed.

Speaking of which, Yassel is more important to me

Seeing that I smiled so comfortably, Yassel undoubtedly increased his confidence.

"Boss, although Jean DuPont Belmondo is your father-in-law, his identity is different from Lemel and Marskolov. Lemel and Marskolov are also the bosses of Hollywood film companies, and they stand on the united front with us. But Jean DuPont Belmondo is the boss of DuPont consortium. Speaking of which, he is a good person with the bitch on Wall Street. Tell him that if he tinkers with something, God knows what will happen!"

"Besides, did Mr. Carl write you a note last time. Did you forget the last sentence on the note?"

Yassel looked at me and squeezed his eyes.

"Yather, if Natalia hears you, you probably won't have any good things to eat." I joked at Yather, then stretched out and said, "Yather is right. I don't plan to tell Jean DuPont Belmondo about such important things. Besides what Yather said. The most important thing is that Natalia is Natalia, Jean DuPont Belmondo is Jean DuPont Belmondo. She had already drawn a clear line with the DuPont consortium when Natalia married me. I think even if something unpleasant happens, Natalia will stand firmly on my side. She said this."

"Andre, you have married a good wife." Coolidge gave me a thumbs up.

That night, after dinner, I did not go back immediately. Instead, I sat in the office and waited quietly for the arrival of Marskolov and others.

In addition to me, Coolidge, Gans, Yassel and others are also there.

Generally speaking, after nine o'clock, the originally lively Dream Factory began to stay quietly. The employees who had worked hard for a day had a rest and had fun.

I didn't speak in the company, and it was silent.

Everyone drinks tea, and everyone smokes, thinking about their own thoughts.

After the wall clock rang ten times, the sound of cars came downstairs very on time. Come, come!" Gans ran to the balcony and looked at it, making a look. Then he made a face at me.

Under Jimmy's leadership, Marskolov, Adolph Chuck and Sam Warner entered one after another.

"Yeah, why are there so many people? Almost all the top leaders of your DreamWorks are there. Andre, what's your idea?! You're going to hold a horse racing competition again? I'll tell you, I won't participate!" As soon as Marskolov entered the room, he talked endlessly, just like a fly.

Adolf Chuck and Sam Warner were much quieter, the two of them just laughed, and then they did it on the sofa opposite me.

Everyone wears a pair of pants, so there is no need to be so polite.

Although the three of them were very relaxed on the surface, they probably knew in their hearts that it was not that easy for me to call them over today.

"Lao Ma, how are your company's movies shooting?" I asked with a smile.

When talking about the movie, Marskolov looked at me and suddenly exuded endless hatred.

"You are so embarrassed to say! You poached that Spencer Quser, can we be fine? God, that's a mountain of gold!" Marskolov suddenly felt so distressed that his facial features were twisted.

Since Spencer Qusey became famous, Marskolov had a heart attack as soon as he talked to me about this.

"Don't bother me! You didn't want others in your company at the time. I brought him over and made him famous. You want to go again. How could such a cheap thing be?" I didn't have any good face to Marskolov.

Adolf Chuck and Sam Warner next to them both laughed.

Marskolov also knew that he was in the wrong, so he did not get involved in this matter and said, "Our company film was pretty good. Zinerman's "The Lonely Chicken in Troubled Times" and Dimil's "Babylon" were both filmed smoothly. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be released during the Christmas period."

"Adolf, Sam, where is your movie?" I asked.

Adolf Chuck and Sam Warner looked at each other and said that everything was going well in their respective films.

"Andre. Just ask us, where are you in your own movie?" Marskolov asked very gossip.

"My local movie? What is my movie?" I spread my hands.

"Every Christmas, every year, your DreamWorks movies are yours. It's October and you haven't moved yet. Do you really don't plan to shoot this year?" Marskolov asked me the truth and licked his lips.

In his heart, I'm afraid I'm not to shoot. In this way, it would be great news for these film companies.

Without my movies, their movies would have lost a strong opponent during the Christmas period, so they could naturally make a lot of money.

I shrugged and said, "I may or may not shoot this movie. It depends on whether I have a suitable notebook in my hand."

"If you say that, you must have taken a photo." Marskolov shook his head in extreme disappointment.

This guy's expression made Adolf Chuck and Sam Warner laugh.

"Andre, you called me here, it was so mysterious. Isn't it just to ask about our movie?" Adolf Chuck smiled.

The atmosphere in the office became much more tense because of his words.

I restrained my smile on my face and said, "Adolf, you are right. I really called you here in the middle of the night to ask about your movies. In fact, it is also related to the movies, and the life and death of your three companies."

Cough cough cough. My last sentence almost made Sam Warner, who was drinking tea, choke to death.

The three of them looked at me, and I looked at you, but they couldn't figure out what my sentence meant.

"Andre. We are not outsiders. If you have something to say, just say it. Let's listen." Marskolov knew that the matter was serious and sat upright.

I sat down across from them, stared at the three of them, looked for a while, and smiled.

These three people were so scared that I laughed.

"Old Ma, Adolf, Sam, what's the relationship between DreamWorks and MGM and Paramount already?" I smiled.

"Of course it's a friend and a life-and-death alliance!" Marskolov didn't even think about it.

Adolf Chuck and Sam Warner also deeply agreed.

"Since you said that, I'm relieved." I smiled and said, "Did your three companies invest a lot of money in the stock market?"

This question suddenly made Marskolov and the other two stunned.

Their eyes were wide open, and they didn't know how to answer my question for a moment.

Logically speaking, DreamWorks and these three companies are allies, but it does not mean that they must tell me anything they have, especially the confidential matters related to the company's development.

"This is not much, just tens of millions. Very few." Marskolov was the first to answer my words, with a uglier smile on his face.

"Yes, we also invested tens of millions." Adolf Chuck and Sam Warner responded repeatedly.

"Jimmy, take the guest off!" I stood up and waved to Jimmy, then turned around and walked towards the room behind the office.

"Andre, don't leave! Don't leave!" Marskolov quickly glanced and grabbed me.

Adolf Chuck and Sam Warner also hurried up.

"Don't leave?! Why don't you go?! I kindly invited you, saying that it was a major event that concerns your company's life and death. You actually fooled me. Why didn't I leave?" I gave three people a blank look.

The three of them showed an awkward smile.

"Andre, sit down, let's tell the truth, let's be honest, can't it be true!" Marskolov pressed me on the sofa and sighed: "You are right. MGM invested a lot in the stock market this time, and it has pushed up one-third of our company's working capital."

"Bah! You, a shameless person, are fooling me! You MGM have almost suppressed all the more than 5 billion yuan in your hands! You even think I don't know! And you. The situation is almost the same!" I was furious.

Marskolov was stunned and asked, "Andre, how did you know about this?"

"How can I know you guys just leave it alone. Sit down, I have something to say." I pointed to the sofa opposite.

Marskolov, Adolf Chuck and Sam Warner sat across the street with honesty.

"Old Ma, Adolf, Sam, for so long, we have been good friends, and our company is also an alliance to fight for the prosperity of Hollywood, so I hope you can believe me." Looking at these three people, my voice became heavier.

"Andre, just say anything if you have something to do, we believe you." There was no smile on Marskolov's face.

From my tone, he heard a slight slightest smell.

"Tomorrow, hurry up and take back all the funds you invested in from the stock market! It's all! The faster the better!" I said word by word.

"Come back the funds! Andre, I heard it right! The stock market is soaring all the way now!" Marskolov stood up all of a sudden.

I glared at him and had to sit down again.

"I'll say it again. I'll take back all the things you invested in the stock market tomorrow. Otherwise, you'll be finished. Don't ask why, you'll know after a while. Don't tell others about this. Just rot in your stomach." I stood up and signaled that I've finished speaking.

The three of Marskolovs were completely stunned as if they were petrified.

"Andre, is something happened?" Adolf Chuck asked.

I nodded: "It's good. And it will be a serious matter. If you trust me, do what I said. If you don't believe it, then pretend I didn't."

The three of them looked at each other and nodded at the same time: "Andre, we believe in you. We will stop tomorrow."

"That's good. Don't tell others. Go back." I waved to the three of them.
To be continued...