Martin held the hand of the dagger and patted it lightly on the other hand: "It is worthy of Director Moran, who came out of a big family, and his words are convincing." He said as he walked across from Leila, his smiling face turning cold and the dagger against her neck.

"But I want you to understand one thing, make a movie for me and you can live. If you can't make a movie for me, you'll lose your usefulness and I'll let you sleep in this place forever!"

Lyra's heart tightened, knowing he wasn't joking.

"I see. But I couldn't shoot empty-handed. ”

Martin calculated his savings in his heart: "I'll give you 5 million, you can take a picture of me first." Hearing the budget of 5100 million just now, he didn't have the face to say too little.

5 million is already quite a lot of money for him, and Leila estimates that it can make him feel pain for a long time. Indeed, with 5 million, she can make films that earn hundreds of millions, but she loves movies so much, how can she allow important movies to be stained with a layer of dirty sin?

All she had to do now was drag on as long as she could, until someone came to save her. She believes that the people on her side will not give up on herself, and will definitely try to find her place. So all she needs to do is try to survive safely before they find themselves!

Seeing that she didn't speak, Martin said sadly: "Don't tell me, you can't make a movie with so much money!"

Leila nodded, "Yes!"

"Haha!" Martin laughed happily, putting away his dagger and patting her on the shoulder twice: "Isn't that right! Work well for me, I won't treat you badly! There's no problem with eating, drinking, and dressing, and if you want a man, I can get you the best!"

The corners of Lyra's mouth twitched, and only someone like him could say such unashamed words. The best man, was originally hers, okay!

Speaking of Roy, she misses him......

He must have been sad to know that she had been taken away. She could almost imagine how he was suffering in his torment, and wished that the people around him could watch him and not let him torture himself too much.

The next day, Leila was taken to the car and sat for a long time before stopping. When she got out of the car, she was sent to an empty warehouse.

Martin appeared in front of her shortly after, pointed to the warehouse, and said, "This is a nice place, isn't it? I think it could be used as your photo stage." ”

Leila looked at him in surprise, a little strange that such a technical word as "studio" could come out of his mouth.

She glanced around cooperatively. To be honest, there's really nothing to see about this warehouse, except for the roof and walls, just a few messy straws on the ground.

"What do you want me to shoot?"

Martin generously spread his hands: "Of course, you can shoot whatever you want, I believe you can make my 5 million into hundreds of millions of dollars!"

Leila pinched the corner of her forehead, which was a little swollen: "Before filming, I need a good script. ”

"Script?" Martin clearly didn't think of this: "You can write it yourself, aren't you a director?"

...... "What else can you say to such a layman, Leila? She does like to write her own scripts, but that doesn't mean that all directors are proficient in the skill of writing scripts, right?" "Mr. Martin, are you sure you want me to write it? My last script took years to finish. ”

"Is that so?" Martin was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the man not far behind him.

Knowing that the man was his brainchild, Leila was worried that he didn't know that much about the film industry, so she continued: "The Lord of the Rings, you can look it up." A lot of people interviewed me at the time, and I made it very clear that I had been writing the script for several years. ”

Martin looked over at his kobold and received a nod of approval.

Now he is depressed, a few years to write a script, this is too long, right?

"And how did you come up with the script?"

Leila was waiting for his words: "Usually someone sends me a script for me to choose." If you don't have a script, I suggest you go to the screenwriter and buy a copy. Of course, the quality of the script is important, and a good script can make a movie half the battle!"

"I see. Martin felt that things were gradually becoming more distant from what he had envisioned. Originally, he thought that making movies to make money should be easy, but now it seems to be quite troublesome. But when I thought that my 5 million would soon become hundreds of millions, the boredom in my heart quickly subsided.

"Someone will take you to the next house in a moment to settle in. It's all my turf around here, and I hope you don't risk running out. If someone doesn't know you, I can't guarantee that they'll treat you as kindly as I do!"

Layla lowered her head, hiding the glint in her eyes, and replied in a deliberately weak voice, "I know. ”

Martin left satisfied, and Leila was taken to a nearby house under the watchful eye of several people. The house was fairly clean, at least much better than the room with a small window that I was in before.

Perhaps because she couldn't escape, the doors and windows were wide open. It's just that this house happens to be in the middle of a group of houses, and there are other houses up and down, left and right, and in front and back, and many people are standing or sitting, all doing their own things around. Judging by the bulging appearance of their waists and their fierce faces, these are all Martin's men.

In such a situation, it would be difficult for Leila to escape from these people, even if she had wings. The guns on their waists don't look like toys!

After observing for a while, Lyra temporarily put away her thoughts of escaping, closed the door and surveyed her room.

A master bedroom with separate bathroom, the quilt is not new but should have been washed and she could smell a faint detergent on it. It was a real surprise for her, even if she didn't need a quilt in the summer, and having a clean bedding would make it easier for her in this difficult environment.

At this time, the person sent by the United States to assist the South African authorities in finding Leila had also arrived, and contacted the local person in charge as soon as possible.

When Layla wasn't there, Roy became the backbone of the crew, and everyone was scared and worried that Layla would be hurt. At this time, only Lyra's fiancé, Roy, can make the crew run normally.

But he really didn't want to care about these things, all he had in his mind was Leila, and as soon as he closed his eyes, it seemed as if he could hear her calling his name in pain.

"Roy, come here. Shaw picked him up and led him to a tent that had been carved out separately.

There, Roy saw a lot of fresh faces and knew they were supposed to be newcomers.