The filming on the first day was extremely smooth. The crew laughed and the atmosphere was harmonious. The filming was not finished until after 11 o'clock in the evening.

It was hot and I stood up from the chair, Victor's clothes were already wet.

After dinner, he sat in the second floor office of a small building specially configured for the prison. Victor watched the script shirtlessly and discussed the play with Gregory, Duncan, Jean Renoir and others on the next day's play.

"Boss, your clothes are dirty, take them out and wash them." After the talk, Duncan stood up, looked at Victor's top on the sofa, and picked them up.

"Duncan, don't worry about these messy things, leave them to the theater staff." Victor smiled.

"Those guys are not reliable in doing things, and washing them will probably be in vain." Duncan smiled.

Gregory stood up and took the clothes from Duncan: "Give it to me, I just happened to do the laundry too. There is a special laundry room in the prison. I will give it to them and I will be able to get it the next day."

Duncan said nothing and nodded.

...

The next day, the sun shone brightly and the camera drove up in the square where the wind was blowing. In order to ensure the shooting effect, this time the prison only allowed a small number of people to cooperate, which made the prisoners who could not get complaints.

"Victor, Nicholas is here." Parker looked outside and smiled while the filming was resting.

Turning around, he saw Nicholas Sink and Leo walking over with smiles on his face, and Anthony, a fat bear, followed behind.

The three of them were sweating, and came to Victor and sat down with a clang.

"Oh, you three are a coincidence. I just made a cup of ice tea." Victor called ice tea and the three of them drank wildly.

"Tell me. What's the matter?" Victor slapped the wind.

"Look at it for yourself." Nicholas Sink handed a document in his hand to Victor.

Victor opened his eyes and his eyes suddenly opened: "No way!"

"That's it!" Leole.

"What's wrong?" Parker was there for no reason.

Victor handed over the documents to Parker. After reading them, Parker also screamed: "So much!"

"This is just the first wave." Nicholas smiled happily: "I really didn't expect it. In less than a week, the box office of "Old Nowhere" exceeded 4 million. Haha, in my experience, the final box office of this movie is about 8 million."

"Send it!" Parker was ecstatic: "Boss, we are rich now!"

Victor was settled at this time: "8 million, Warner took 4 million. We still have 4 million left. Nicholas, Sam Warner said how much does one of their first-class cinemas cost?"

"About 100,000."

"4 million, 100,000 per cinema, that's about 40. That's OK," Victor smiled.

"Take it down, I heard that Sam Warner hasn't had dinner for two days. This guy must know that our box office is so good. I guess he won't sign that contract if he beat him to death." Victor said.

"It's not my fault. After the box office statistics were completed, the cinema that was taken over quickly and the location was selected?" Victor said.

Nicholas nodded: "I have chosen ten Los Angeles and ten other important cities in California, and the remaining 20 are selected from New York, Washington and other places. I will arrange the personnel. I am the best at these, no problem."

"Then I'll be relieved." Victor breathed a sigh of strength, then looked at Anthony who had been silent.

"Anthony, you..." Victor really didn't know why this guy came.

"Do you know Orson Wells?" Anthony's words almost made Victor confused.

"Ah? I know, what's wrong?"

Anthony scratched his head: "Didn't you get a diamond last time? It's the diamond you gave to that actress."

"What's wrong?"

"Didn't the diamonds bought by the dude from the Morgan consortium? I've brought them." Anthony emphasized the accent on the word "take": "It turns out to be a little trouble now."

"What trouble?" Victor's chrysanthemum tightened.

Anthony laughed: "I said good things to buy him, but the guy was arrogant, so I asked someone to drag him out of the car and beat him up. He took the diamonds and threw the guy into the river..."

Everyone present was covered in black lines.

"You mean, you threw the future heir of the Morgan Consortium into the river?" Victor felt extremely cold in an instant.

"Ah!" Anthony looked indifferent: "That guy's ribs were broken three times. His nose bridge was also broken. His father used his relationship in anger. Now the whole of California is searching for us."

"And what?" Victor was almost speechless.

"I didn't care at first, and I'll kill anyone who comes to me. But now I'm selling arms, so I can't cause trouble. I heard that guy has a good relationship with Orson Wells, so you might as well set up a thread for me and I'll go and resolve it peacefully. How about it?" Anthony smiled.

"It's better to have a peaceful settlement." Victor gave Orson Wells' phone number to Anthony.

Anthony took it, looked, nodded, then stood up and wanted to leave, suddenly his eyes stopped in Victor's chest.

"Victor, where is your badge?"

"Badlock? It's always hanging on your chest, not here..." Victor lowered his head and was stunned for a moment. The Ferro family badge that had been hanging on his chest disappeared.

"You lost such an important thing!?" Anthony's roar of fat bear suddenly echoed throughout the square!

"I've been very careful, why did I lose it..." Victor suddenly slapped his forehead and looked at Parker: "Was it when I was washing clothes yesterday..."

Parker was almost crazy at this time: "When I took it yesterday, the brooch seemed to be on it. I went to the laundry room and handed it out and left. I took it in the morning, but I didn't pay attention to it..."

"You "biaozi" raised! Gregory, do you know how important that brooch is!?" Anthony was about to go crazy: "Don't be idle, what kind of shit movies are you going to find! Leo, call the warden to me, even if you dig three feet into this shit prison, you have to find it! Virgin Mary!"

Amid the anger of Anthony, the entire crew was in a mess, scattering like birds, rushing towards all sides. Anthony simply rushed to the warden with popularity, and Victor followed behind, making him laugh and cry.

After the warden knew the whole story, he was helpless: "Mr. Ferro, you were too careless! Not to mention a gold badge, it was just an iron piece, and it was also a treasure here. You don't know that these guys are all desperate people. They usually don't give sharp things around them, and iron things are explicitly prohibited. How could they not take such things? Once they take them, how could they hand them over?"

"Look for it now!" Anthony stared at the warden.

The warden smiled bitterly: "I think too, but there are so many people in the prison, you didn't see anyone taking it. This is like a stone sinking into the sea. It's harder to find it than climbing to the sky."

"I can't find it, I'll kill you!" Anthony was fucked, and God was not afraid.

"I'll do my best!" The warden shouted to the prison guard outside: "Declare a state of emergency and check me one cell and one cell!"

...

The first prison in Los Angeles was in chaos because of a pin.

Cell No. 1, Area A.

The pin is placed on the table.

Around him, his eyes were staring at him.
Chapter completed!