In short, DreamWorks has produced four movies in the second half of the year. This number may not be a lot for other film companies, but for DreamWorks, it is already a very objective number.

Therefore, when I asked to make another movie, all the people in the director team stood up.

"Boss, is time urgent?!" Griffith had to remind me of time.

"I know." I nodded and laughed.

"If you want to shoot, I missed the Harvey Awards and could only be postponed until next year." Stiller looked at me, a little confused about what I meant.

"In fact, it only takes less than a month to tinker with this movie." I picked up a cup of tea and took a sip.

"A movie a month!?" A group of people shook their heads. In Hollywood, the speed of DreamWorks making movies is recognized, but they still cannot imagine how to make movies a month!

"Robert, aren't you okay?" I turned to look at Flahady.

"In fact, I'm busy with a shooting project, a documentary about hunters," Flahad replied.

At DreamWorks, Flahadi's shooting was almost independent of the director's team. He had his own filming plan, and I only had one job, that is, to be responsible for investment.

"Robert, this time I have a task to you. Do you know if you are willing to do it?" My face became solemn.

"Boss, just say it." Flahadi replied readily.

"Stop the documentary in your hand for the time being and make another one according to my request." I stared at Flahadi and said seriously.

"But if the boss takes a new shot, he will miss the Harvey Award." Flahadi emphasized.

"No need to shoot. We have completed the shooting work for you. Your job is to edit it according to your ideas. It should be fine if you spend a month editing a movie."

"Clip!?" Flahadi looked at me and understood immediately.

"Boss, what do you mean is that let me edit a documentary about the Chinese war!?" Flahadi was very excited.

"Yes. In China, we filmed nearly 200 hours of film, and only one percent of them were used in "The Last Northeast Army". Those films were taken by us at the risk of our lives in the war. There were Japanese and Chinese shots, which were all recorded on a major historical event. If you threw these films into the warehouse, it would be a pity, so what I mean was to let you edit a documentary. Such a major documentary is obviously much more meaningful than other subjects. What do you think?"

"Boss! I do it! I do it!" Flahadi agreed without thinking.

As a documentary, he understands more than anyone else that if this time succeeds, it will be a milestone mark in the entire documentary history.

"Boss, I have an idea." Flahadi walked down and frowned.

"You said." I smiled.

"A documentary wasted in one or two hundred hours, which would have been wasted a lot of film. Is it okay? I want to make a documentary series, divided into several films. What do you think? After all, there is no such large-scale documentary yet. If this documentary series is completed, it will definitely be a symbol." Flahadi's opinion made me very agree.

"Agree. You can start working immediately." I agreed.

"Andre! Andre!" Just as we were discussing the movie, a person rushed in outside the door. Seeing his embarrassed look, we all laughed.

Coolidge. This guy was wearing a vertical striped suit, his tie was torn apart, and his suit was covered in sweat. His hair was messy, as if he had run out of a refugee camp.

"Calvin, why are you so kind?" Looking at him, my stomach hurts so much that I smiled.

"You're back! If you don't come back, I'll send someone to China to ask for people!" Calvin sat on the sofa and said to Jimmy: "Jimmy, pour me a cup of tea!"

Jimmy poured him a cup of tea, and the guy finished drinking it in one breath, lay on the sofa and gasped.

"The presidential election is so intense now. You are not staying in Washington and New York. Why are you running back?" I said happily.

Coolidge glared at the glasses: "I'm still talking! I tell you, I'm almost crazy! I'm a bitch. This is more tired than when I was running for president. For that guy Rutman, I'm exhausted! Look, I haven't changed my clothes or took a shower for a week!"

Coolidge said as he pointed to the cowardly suit on his body, and Stendburg and others who were sitting beside him immediately dodged.

"You have to help even if you are exhausted. Do you want Roosevelt to come on stage?" I smiled.^^First launch    shu8.  ^^

Coolidge was frustrated and stopped talking. He looked at me and said with a wicked smile: "Actually, I just wanted to find an excuse to come back for two days. Have you come back? I said I'll come back to see you, and that bitch of Rutman will let me come back, otherwise I really can't come back."

Coolidge smashed his mouth and whispered to me: "Andre, now that he is back, to celebrate, everyone will go to the Imperial Hotel tonight?"

"Calvin, I think it's fake to see the boss when you come back. It's true that you want to eat some meat when you're greedy." Stenberg immediately exposed Coolidge's mask.

"Look at how vulgar you are." Colizhi smiled awkwardly and looked at me.

"Okay, okay, it's rare for everyone to be happy. I'll treat you to the Imperial Hotel in the evening." I shook my head helplessly.

"Okay!" A wolf howl suddenly came from the office, and even Stenberg, who had just blamed Coolidge, was so happy that he danced.

These men!

"By the way, I almost forgot an important thing." Coolidge looked at me and squeezed his eyes.

"What's the matter? Don't tell me it's about the election. I don't understand that thing." I asked.

Coolidge shook his head: "No, it was Rutman who told me that your movie in China was going to be premiered in the United States. Rutman asked me to ask you when the time will be determined. He will come here to support him. After all, in name only, he is still the President of the United States."

"The day after tomorrow." I replied lightly.

"Fast enough." Coolidge was stunned. Then he said lewdly: "I like it!"

At night, the private room on the fifth floor of the Imperial Hotel was filled with laughter, and Coolidge hugged and sighed: "I love America, I love Hollywood!"

Stenborough smiled and said, "Bad! You are a woman who loves you!"

Hahahaha, a bunch of people are hilarious.

"By the way Andre, I heard that you brought back a very beautiful little girl from China this time. Stenberg described me that the saliva was very long. Why, have you learned to eat tender grass?" Coolidge came over and said to me in a low voice.

"Get out! I'm not serious, Xuanzi is my sister who recognizes the earth." I gave Coolidge a blank look.

"What sister! Come on, call me brother!" Coolidge kissed a woman she was holding.

"Brother!" The woman indeed screamed.

"Andre, see it, I also recognize a sister here." Coolidge held the woman and started to chew on it while holding it.

"This old hooligan!" I couldn't laugh or cry.

This evening, the group of people had a great time. In addition to making a fuss, I told them in detail about their itinerary and what they encountered in China, and Coolidge introduced me to the details of the presidential campaign over the past few months.

It was past 11 o'clock in the evening. I stood up and left.

In the room, most of the people had collapsed to the ground.

"Andre, I left so early!" Coolidge had two rabbit ears for the rabbit girl on his head, and looked at me with drunken eyes.

"Of course, I have to go home. You can continue playing." I waved my hand and walked out of the smoky room.

Go out of the hotel door and take a bus home.

The cold wind blew along the way, and my mind became much clearer.

When I got home, the car stopped in front of the zodiac fountain. When I got off the car door, I heard bursts of laughter coming from the hall. "These women are so noisy. They are not sleeping so late!" I walked in while muttering.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw that there were people in the living room.

Heidi, Leni and others are all there. My mother is also there, and her second brother and second sister-in-law.

"Uncle Andre!" Little Victor rushed over when he saw me.

I picked him up and sat on the sofa.

"Why are you not sleeping?" I looked at the people and said.

"Andre, Xuanzi is so fun." Leni smiled.

When she said this, others didn't laugh much.

Xuanzi sat on the sofa, even laughing.

"You all introduced each other, have you?" I asked.

"Of course, Xuanzi is the protagonist of our family tonight." Leni said with my arm in her arms.

"I always felt that I had a daughter, haha. This time God finally heard my prayer and sent me one, and it was such a beautiful one." The mother held Xuanzi's hand and was very happy.

Xuanzi studied English with Holkina for several months, and she could basically hear it.

"Xuanzi, this place will be your home from now on, and it will be your family." I said to Xuanzi with a smile.

Xuanzi looked at the group of people in front of her, her eyes flashing.\\\\com\\

"Second brother, I heard from Gans that you are going to be straightened soon?" I asked my second brother while teasing Little Victor.

The second brother is now the deputy director of the Los Angeles Police Department, and the director is Hank Puyol. However, for so long, his second brother's work ability has been recognized by the public. In Los Angeles, people only know that there is Boggy Corleon, but not Hank Puyol. In the city government, the call for the second brother to be the director of the Los Angeles Police Department is getting louder and louder.

"I'm afraid it won't work this year. How could that guy Hank Puyol be willing to leave so easily? He is dragging it down. However, his term expires at the end of this year, so if I want to be upright, I will have to wait until next year." The second brother smiled, very proud.

It can be seen that although he is the leader of the gangster in the western United States, he is very involved in police affairs. Los Angeles has definitely become the most stable and social city in the United States under his management during this period.

"Do it well, don't slander Andre." Even my mother's attitude towards her second brother has changed now, and she feels that her second brother is starting to walk the right path.

"Uncle Andre, I'm not a policeman when I grow up, nor a director." Little Victor said whinely in my arms.

I suddenly felt happy: "Why? Is there anything wrong with being a policeman?"

Little Victor glanced at his father and said, "The police have to salute him when they see his boss. There is a boss on the ground. How annoying, "What are you going to do?" I was so funny and laughed and cried by this weird nephew.

"I have to be the boss of a gangster when I grow up! There is no need to salute anyone, only others will salute me." Little Victor replied seriously.

Ha ha ha ha!

Everyone laughed, and the second brother almost fell down when he smiled. While pointing at Victor, he said to his mother: "Mom, have you seen it? This is called "Are you going to have a son like your father! I'm on the right path, your grandson has been going to the underworld since he was a child. You still have to worry about it."

My mother stopped talking and shook her head while laughing.
To be continued...