"Mr. Martin, you mean you want to invest in movies?" she pretended to laugh suddenly: "Of course there is no problem, our budget for filming "Blood Diamond" this time is 100 million US dollars, I don't know how much you are willing to pay?"

"100 million?" Martin's eyes almost popped out. It took all his strength to keep himself from making an ugly appearance in front of his men. Just kidding! If he had $100 million, would he still be able to live a life licking blood in this small country? Would he have taken the money to live a chic life in a foreign country a long time ago!

Laila was face to face with him, just enough to see the shock in his eyes just now, and she already understood that this person was indeed a layman who didn't understand anything. When I saw that the movie got so much box office, I was red-eyed, and I thought that I could also intervene. If it were really that easy to make money, wouldn't directors all over the world have long become the most popular investment objects?

"Yes. She sighed: "I originally thought that 100 million was about the same, but it is estimated that there is still a shortage of about 50 million until now, if Mr. Martin is interested in investing, it will be great." ”

The corners of Martin's mouth twitched, he couldn't take out 50 million! In order to keep the diamond source, a lot of money was sent to the officials in charge. However, his luck is not good, the pit has been producing some rough stones of low quality, and it is difficult to find a superb blue diamond that was stolen by his subordinates and sold to others. Don't talk about 50 million now, it's impossible for him to take out 5 million!

He didn't have to look back to know that his men must be laughing at his delusions, and in a fit of rage, he scrambled to his feet, walked up to Lyra, and swiped the dagger in front of her face.

"Director Moran, I think you may have some misunderstandings. I brought you in, not to let you point fingers at me, but to make you work for me. It's a pity that the movie you're making can't be made anymore, and the only thing you need to do from now on is to make a movie for me and make money for me!"

The dagger dangled in front of his eyes, leaving no doubt about its sharpness. Lyra's ice-blue eyes gleamed in the same chill in the light of the sword, but those sharp gazes were all hidden by the long, down-hanging eyelashes.

The more times like this, the calmer she becomes. Many people have said that she is too sensible person, and she used to be helpless about herself. But at this time, she felt that she could still guarantee this calmness.

Only by maintaining the calmest state can we find a way to save ourselves.

"Mr. Martin, I think you may have some misunderstandings as well. Movies are not meant to be made. First of all, there must be a good script, then enough investment, and then there must be a lot of helpers, such as makeup artists, prop masters, lighting, drama management, and so on. Even if the film is finished, you need to find a good editor to cut out the film, and then you need to ask for soundtrack, dubbing, and special effects to do the post-production. Even if all this is done, we still have to find a cooperative distribution company, who will be responsible for the distribution of the film, and then we have to sign a screening contract with the theater owner......"

The corners of Martin's mouth twitched as he listened. I felt like a flock of sparrows in my brain, chirping and chirping, so that his brain was about to explode. How did he know that a movie would have to go to such trouble to make money?

That's what Leila wants, and what he says can only be said by a super layman, and even ordinary people will know how hard it is for a movie to be made. So she simply put it more professionally to persuade him to dispel the unrealistic and ridiculous idea.

Martin's face was cloudy, he didn't know if the 100 million or 50 million movie budget just now was true, but the other party was in his hands, he could kill her at any time, and a woman should not tell such a lie in front of him.

Just as he hesitated, a man leaned into his ear and said a few words.

After listening to his words, Martin's expression suddenly became vicious, and the eyes that looked at Leila became unkind: "Director Moran, I am a civilized person, and I prefer civilized ways of communication. But if you refuse to cooperate and play me like an idiot, I don't mind using some rude ways. You don't want to be treated like that, do you?"

Layla's eyes narrowed, and she swept her gaze to the man who had just spoken to Martin. It was a man who looked to be in his thirties, with a pair of glasses and a neat white shirt, who looked more like an elite white-collar worker than a member of a gang of bandits.

But from the scene just now, we can know that this person should have a high status next to the leader of Martin, probably the IQ of an organization, that is, the military advisor.

Such a man is much more difficult to deal with than the simple-minded and greedy Martin, and it also makes Layla know that her plan must be revised.

Truth be told, she'd rather be in front of a reckless man with a gun than a smart man with a brain.

"Mr. Martin, I don't seem to understand what you mean. Leila deliberately pretended to be timid to reduce the other party's vigilance. This look is also more in line with what she should look like at this time, if she keeps her calm, it will only make the other party more wary of her.

None of those present could have imagined that a young woman would be able to remain calm in the face of their men who were armed and had tied her up. Basically, there are very few women who can talk to them in a fluent voice like her.

Martin snorted coldly: "I heard that Director Moran's first film took 100,000 US dollars and sold 300 million at the box office, right?"

Leila immediately understood what he meant, and sneered at his layman's level.

"That's true, that's right. But that's just an example, if I can really make box office so easily, do you think I will spend hundreds of millions to make movies?"

Martin thought about it, and it seemed that the same was true. If 100,000 dollars can make 300 million, who will use hundreds of millions to make it? How many movies can be made with hundreds of millions of dollars? Isn't it possible to make more money?

Leila actually stole a different concept. 100,000 can earn 300 million, but hundreds of millions can earn more than 1 billion. No matter how powerful she is, she is just one person, even if she shoots at the end of a year, it is impossible to make a few films, and in the same time, she can make more money by making commercial movies or special effects blockbusters.

As a result, the next moment, she saw the kobold military advisor say a few words in Martin's ear.

I couldn't hear what he said, but I could tell that his words were working.