310 [It's my honor to be beaten by the king]
The house that Evelyn introduced was north of Hollywood, close to Runyon Canyon Park. The house is an ordinary two-storey brick and timber building with a lawn, garage and a small garden, unfortunately there is no swimming pool.
The couple was in a hurry to move to London, and Wang Zijun didn't want to take advantage of too much, so the two sides quickly reached a deal. Wang Zijun and the owner of the house went to Los Angeles again, and after going through the transfer procedures, they settled the house payment. As for the seventy-percent new Ford sedan in the garage, Wang Zijun also bought it.
Everything in the house is in good condition, and if there is one shortcoming, it is the absence of a hostess.
Wang Zijun and Li Jinghao, two big men, no one is the material for cleaning up the housework, I am afraid that in two months, the lawn will be able to raise rabbits.
The next day, Wang Zijun came to Dragon and Tiger Film Company.
Dragon Tiger Film Company was originally a film production company on the verge of bankruptcy on Malrose Avenue in West Hollywood, but after Bruce Lee took over, he made a slight adjustment in personnel and structure, and hired a new manager, which finally injected a little new vitality into the company.
Now Bruce Lee is filming the "Game of Death", which is actually a cooperation between Dragon and Tiger Films and Hong Kong Golden Harvest, but other than that, this company still has nothing to do and is in a half-dead state.
At this time, Dragon Tiger Film Company invested in a $200,000 small-budget film directed by himself, which was still being filmed; is working with another film company on an R-rated violent action film with a budget of $800,000; A romance film shot a few months ago has been painted, and after cutting out investments, taxes and distributor dividends, it has earned a total of $300,000, and there is no business else.
For a few months, Dragon Tiger Film Company was in a state of loss. However, when Bruce Lee's "Game of Death" is released, it should be able to make a lot of money.
When Wang Zijun entered the company, he found that the company's employees obviously had no motivation, and they were in a state of eating and waiting for death.
As a shareholder, Wang Zijun wants to come to the company's news, the company's manager Frank. Parker already knew.
When Wang Zijun and the front desk lady explained the situation >, Frank, who received the news, immediately came out to greet him.
"Is it Wang's husband from Taiwan?" Frank asked.
"I am, hello Parker husband." Wang Zijun looked at him, about 40 years old, with a straight suit, polished leather shoes, and in addition to a rosacea nose, his facial features were quite upright.
"Nice to meet you." Frank said, "I thought I should introduce you to the company staff first." β
"As you wish." Wang Zijun said.
Frank nodded, and asked the secretary to go and gather the company's employees. After a while, seeing that most of the employees had arrived, he clapped his hands and said, "Everyone, I called everyone together today to introduce this husband to me." He's our boss, Bruce. Li's partner, Zi Jun. King. β
There are not many employees in the company, except for those who work in the crew, there are more than a dozen people who sweep the floor, and the applause rang out sparsely. Looking at the expressions of these employees, it is obvious that they don't take Wang Zijun seriously.
If it weren't for the fact that the economic crisis in the United States has reached its extreme and the number of unemployed people is rising, more than half of these people would have resigned long ago and sought other jobs.
Wang Zijun knew that it was in vain to train now, so he waved his hand directly and asked everyone to return to their posts.
Wang Zijun and Frank came to the office, listened to the report on the current state of the company, and asked, "How is Parker's husband going to turn the situation around?" β
"First of all, we need to use a blockbuster movie to raise people's enthusiasm, improve the treatment of employees, and open up the company's popularity," Frank said. In this way, if this cannot be done, no matter how good the company's management system is, it will not help. β
Wang Zijun nodded and said, "I think you're right, Bruce is filming a kung fu movie now, and I heard him say that it will be completed in half a month." I think you can start reaching out to publishers, and with Bruce's reputation, they're going to be interested. As for me, I'm here to make a movie. The script has already been written, and I hope you can help contact the actors' union and help me arrange an audition. β
Frank took the script, flipped through it roughly, and asked, "What's the budget, please?" β
Wang Zijun said: "I'm not sure, this is a romance movie, but it needs to use movie stunts." For example, if a ghost passes through an object, I'm going to go to a professional to see how much it costs to do it well. You don't have to worry about this, you just need to arrange an assistant to help me with other things. β,
Frank had also heard of Wang Zijun's basic situation, and knew that he was very good at the Asian box office, so he immediately nodded and said: "I'll ask people to sort out the required actor information first, and the audition arrangement is estimated to be held until next week." But one thing must be said, boss, I'm afraid that you won't be able to invite big-name actors for this movie. β
For Hollywood, Wang Zijun has no fame, and Dragon and Tiger Film Company is also dying, so it is naturally impossible to attract popular movie stars.
Wang Zijun nodded and said, "I know, I don't need big-name stars." Of course, if I wanted to, I would make them big names. β
"I hope so." Frank felt that the boss in front of him, Byblos. Lee is also arrogant. Is it true that all Chinese are like this?
"Knock Knock"
As the two were talking, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Seeing Wang Zijun nodding, Frank said, "Please come in." β
Coming in was a white man in his twenties, with messy millet hair, very thin, and his eyes were misty, as if he had stayed up late last night and done something bad.
"Oh, Matthew, why are you again?" As soon as Frank saw the visitor, he immediately looked impatient, "I told you not to bring your damn script again, I won't invest in you." β
Matthew shrugged, "Of course, I won't show you my precious script anymore." I'm here to find the Chinese boss today, and I think he must know better than you. β
"What's going on?" Wang Zijun asked.
"This guy is an assistant photographer who came to me last month with a script," Frank said. Oh God, it's still that whimsical sci-fi genre. According to his idea, we would have to invest at least five million dollars, and it might not be possible. β
"Show me your script." Wang Zijun said.
Matthew's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly handed over the script.
Wang Zijun didn't open the script, but asked directly: "Can you tell me what you think?" βγ
"Absolutely." Matthew immediately gushed out, "This is the story of an earthling arriving on Mars." The story takes place in the year 2020, and humanity has built a spaceship that can carry civilians. The main character is called Hafen. Knight, the spaceship he was on crashed and crashed on Mars, and the whole ship had one of his survivors. He entered Mars in a spacesuit and fell into a crater, only to find him in the underworld of a Martian......"
Wang Zijun listened to him while reading the script, and there was actually a hand-painted portrait of this guy as a Martian behind the script. Overall, there's nothing new about the storyline of Matthew's play, it's pretty much like a clichΓ©d science fiction novel. But what Wang Zijun is most optimistic about is his conception of spaceships, Mars bases, and many fantasy weapons and props.
"Matthew, you are very imaginative, I will invest in you." As soon as Wang Zijun's words came out, Matthew's face suddenly turned into a chrysanthemum, but Wang Zijun quickly changed his words, "But it's not now." You also know the state of the company right now, and it simply can't come up with five million dollars, or even more, to make this movie for you. β
Matthew said: "You just need to give me $2 million, and as for the prop model and scene construction, I can find another way." β
Wang Zijun said: "2 million is also very difficult, because the company has decided to make another movie, and the director of this movie is precisely me." β
"Is that so?". Matthew lost his soul, he not only approached Frank with the script, but since the script was completed, he has searched almost all the studios in Hollywood, and no one is willing to invest in him. A large company like 20th Century Fox, even when they heard that he was just an assistant photographer, directly refused, and did not even meet the person in charge.
Wang Zijun said: "Matthew, there are many supernatural scenes in this drama I want to film, such as ghosts, angels and death. These require special effects for the film, I found your imagination to be good, would you be interested in working with me to complete this film? β
"Me? Of course you can, you're the boss and you have the final say. Matthew was still emotionally lost.
Wang Zijun said with a smile: "Don't be so frustrated, when we finish this movie, we will definitely have a better grasp of the use of special effects lenses, and it will be more conducive to shooting the movie you want." I can promise you that as long as you can make a good low-budget film within three years, then I will invest in you. "Really?" Matthew was pleasantly surprised.
"Of course, but you're just an assistant photographer now, and you're still far from that goal." Wang Zijun said. ,
"I'll try." Matthew said.
"We'll see." Wang Zijun said with a smile.
After Matthew went out, Frank said, "Husband Wang, you don't need to talk to him much, this guy is a paranoid, he always says that he dreams of aliens." β
Wang Zijun said: "I like people who have fantasies. β
Frank spread his hands and said, "Well, I respect your preferences. β
The script of "Ghost Love" Wang Zijun has been working for several months, and it has already been very perfect, and it will not be changed unless he has a better idea during filming. The original work was created in the 90s, and some of the plots in it were used to work on a computer. It's a pity that the first personal computer won't be born until next year, and Wang Zijun had to revise the plot, so he also consulted people from financial companies to understand how companies work in this era.
Frank quickly found a man named Ramsay. George's people, as Wang Zijun's assistant. Wang Zijun is not familiar with Hollywood, and the matter of choosing a shooting location can only be handed over to Ramsay. George handled it, of course, there is no need to find the home of the hero and heroine, Wang Zijun feels that his newly bought house is the best filming location, which can also save some of the budget.
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Wang Zijun and Li Jinghao went back in a second-hand Ford car, and when they passed in front of their neighbor Evelyn, they saw two uniformed men dragging a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy outside.
The boy was wearing jeans, his hairstyle was a relatively hanging airplane, and his face was very handsome, but at this time he looked a little hideous. He yelled as he struggled, "No, let me go, I don't want to go to the damn drug rehab Falk Fak Fak Fak ......"
In Foster's house, Evelyn's eldest daughter is filming a movie on the East Coast of the United States, and the >Connie and Judy sisters are not there at this time, only Evelyn is standing in the doorway, talking to a man in uniform. And the one who was dragged out was none other than her 17-year-old son, Buddy. Foster.
"Mom, I'm not going to that damn place. Hey, Mom...... Evelyn, damn it, I said I didn't want to go. I'm done with being known by the media, I'm a TV star, oh, hell Evelyn, a TV star who went to drug rehab No, you're violating human rights, I'm going to the White House to sue you hey, bastard, let me go" Buddy. Foster spoke, suddenly taking advantage of one of them's carelessness, and slammed his knee into the other's crotch.
"Oh, God," the man screamed, rolling his eyes, clutching his balls in his hands.
Buddy. Foster followed up with a standard spinning kick that landed the other person who was grabbing him to the ground. Then he smugly said, "Hey, shit, I've tasted Buddy's awesomeness, I'm a junior black belt in karate." β
"Oh my God," Evelyn covered her eyes in pain.
Buddy said to his mother, "Evelyn, don't mind my business anymore, I'm already an adult." β
Evelyn said, "No, you are still a minor, I am your guardian, and I need to be responsible for you." β
Buddy said impatiently: "How many times have I said that ** is not a drug, just like a cigar or a cigarette, it is just a concoction." I know what I'm doing."
"It's okay not to go to a drug rehabilitation center, but can you promise to quit it?" Evelyn asked.
"Why quit him?" Buddy asked rhetorically, "Eight out of ten young people like it, it's a good thing." Tell you, don't touch me again, or I'll kill someone." β
Buddy ran to the garage and quickly drove away in a car.
Seeing this scene, Wang Zijun said to himself: It seems that there is more than one problem child in this family.
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Lazim. George is obviously a very capable assistant, and in the past few days, he has selected more than half of the shooting locations, and Wang Zijun is quite satisfied.
And Ron's side is also going well, he has already secured several local radio and television stations in Los Angeles, and is contacting major broadcasters such as ABC and NBC, as long as the negotiation is reached, "Hotel California" can be broadcast in the United States.
That morning, Wang Zijun was practicing boxing in the courtyard, and Li Jinghao was squatting in the room to wipe the gun.
Beautiful and lovely Connie. Foster wore a tracksuit today and seemed to be coming back from a run. Connie in a sportswear. Foster, compared to the cool outfit that day, it looks unique.
Connie leaned on the fence wall, watched Wang Zijun fight for a while, and asked curiously: "Husband Wang, is this practicing kung fu?" It doesn't look that hard. β
"No, Miss Connie," >, it was just moving the body. Wang Zijun said, "If you practice the basic skills, you won't be able to bear it for half a day." β,
"Really? But I still really want to learn. Connie said.
Wang Zijun said: "Doesn't your brother know karate? You learn that thing faster. β
Connie. Foster said, "But Bruce. In Lee's films, Chinese kung fu is better than karate. β
Wang Zijun said: "That's just in the movie. β
As soon as Wang Zijun finished speaking, Buddy, who was almost arrested and taken to the drug rehabilitation center that day, walked over, put his hand on his sister's shoulder affectionately, and asked, "Hey, Connie, is this our new neighbor?" βγ
"Yes, Buddy, this is Zachlini, the director from China, said excitedly," he said with Bruce. Lee is a friend, and he knows kung fu, and I'm begging him to teach me. β
"Kung Fu?" Buddy. Foster looked Wang Zijun up and down seriously, and suddenly smiled, "What a joke, this guy is too thin and has no muscles at all." Was it just the kind of slow movement he just had? Maybe you can bring down an eighty-year-old man. Connie, don't let this yellow-skinned monkey fool you. And, even though you fail a dozen auditions in a row, don't believe that this guy will be the director. β
The smile on Connie's face froze, and she turned to her brother and said, "Buddy, Wang's husband is my friend, please pay attention to what you say." β
"Oh, Connie, you're my sister, and I warned you for fear you'd be tricked by this filthy yellow-skinned monkey." Buddy put his hand on the fence wall, climbed in, pointed at Wang Zijun and said, "Hey, listen, damn the Chinese guys, you'd better stay away from my sister, if I find out what you're trying to do, I'll break your legs." β
Wang Zijun saw that the other party was an ignorant child, and he didn't want to worry about him, but the other party's yellow-skinned monkey made him very unhappy.
Because of Connie. Foster's face, Wang Zijun didn't turn his face on the spot, and said to Buddy in a calm tone: "Husband, you are not welcome here, I think you can leave." Best, never come here again, I hate racism. β
"What did you say?" Buddy said.
"I said you can get out," Wang Zijun said with an ugly face, "Do you need me to repeat it again?" βγ
"Fack...... Ah" Buddy raised his fist to scare Wang Zijun, but as soon as his hand was raised, the last syllable had not yet blurted out, and his face had already been firmly punched by Wang Zijun, and he flew out and hit the fence.
"Oh" Connie didn't seem to be worried about her brother at all, but smiled and said to Wang Zijun, "Wang, it seems that you do know kung fu." β
Buddy stood up with a golden star, wiped his nose, and immediately his hands were covered with blood, and immediately shouted: "Bastard, I'm going to kill you"
"That's enough, Buddy," Connie stopped her brother, who was still trying to rush over.
Buddy said angrily, "Connie, this guy hurt me, and you actually helped him talk." β
Connie said, "You were the one who insulted someone first. β
"I didn't insult him, I just wanted to tell him to stay away from you." Buddy argued.
"Isn't the yellow-skinned monkey an insult?". Connie asked.
Buddy said, "That's what my friends call it, yellow-skinned monkey and, what's the problem?" βγ
Wang Zijun interjected on the side: "I think you should change your friends." β
Buddy scolded, "Yankee, you don't have the right to care who I make friends with." It's a man who fights with me, and if you lose, kneel down and apologize to me, and stay away from Connie in the future. β
Connie said, "Buddy, you can't beat him." β
"No, this damn guy just sneaked up, I'm going to hit this punch back." Buddy said angrily.
Wang Zijun asked, "What if you lose?" β
"I'm not going to lose," Buddy is confident, "I'm a first-time black belt in karate, and I won't lose to you, a guy who can only sneak up." β
"I mean, what if you lose?" Wang Zijun asked.
Buddy said, "I'll talk about it if I lose." β
Wang Zijun sneered: "If you lose, take back your cursed words, apologize to me, and promise not to say any insulting words to Chinese people in the future." β
"Absolutely." Buddy jumped into the lawn and jumped towards Wang Zijun with his hand, "Kang Muang, Bebi"
Wang Zijun walked over casually and said, "Let's do it." β
Connie. Foss took a cigarette in his mouth and stood by as if he were watching a play. She also has a headache for this younger brother, and like most young Americans today, fighting, sucking **, picking up girls, and whatever the stimulation comes - although Buddy is a third-rate star who has made more than a dozen TV series.
If Wang Zijun can really teach her brother a lesson, Connie is absolutely optimistic.
"Drink" Buddy shouted, and a side kick slammed into Wang Zijun's waist. ,
Wang Zijun's feet didn't move, he reached out and grabbed his ankles, and let it go. Foster couldn't stand up straight away, fell backwards and fell on all fours.
"You won't pass the karate entrance exam by cheating, right?" Wang Zijun scoffed.
"Fake" felt that the disgraced Buddy got up, rushed two steps and jumped high, concentrating all his strength to kick Wang Zijun's chest.
Wang Zijun leaned slightly to one side, and after avoiding Buddy's attack, he grabbed his jeans trouser leg with his hand, and the other party directly passed him sideways, and then fell to the ground and fell to the bottom.
This black belt is too watery in the early stage, and it is no different from the little hooligan who fights Wang Baquan on the street.
"Ahh This time, before he even came out with his fists and feet, he was kicked back by Wang Zijun.
In just a few minutes, Buddy didn't know how many times he had fallen, and the more he hit, the angrier he became, and all he could think about was how to knock this Chinese guy down, even if it was just once.
Buddy, who rushed out with a bang, flew back again, his head was now blindfolded, he had forgotten all the karate moves, and he pounced on it like a street gangster.
It's a pity that he didn't even touch the corners of Wang Zijun's clothes.
"Do you want to fight?". Wang Zijun knocked him down again, squatted in front of him and asked with a smile. After beating the other party for so long, no matter how big the anger is, it will disappear.
"No, you're not kung fu, it's witchcraft, you're cheating." Buddy, who has a blue nose and swollen face, refuses to admit defeat.
Wang Zijun smiled: "Not convinced? I didn't accept it and fought again. β
"If you don't fight, the idiot will fight you." Buddy patted his ass and turned his head away, seemingly feeling embarrassed to stay here.
Wang Zijun asked: "Have you forgotten to bet?" Or are you just a who doesn't count? β
Buddy gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I take back my previous words, and I promise that I will not insult the Chinese in the future." β
"It's too quiet, I can't hear it." Wang Zijun said.
"I'm sorry," Buddy yelled, and sped off home.
"Hehe" Wang Zijun looked at his actions and couldn't help laughing, in the final analysis, this is an immature rebellious child.
Connie smiled sweetly at Wang Zijun and said, "I think, I should go back and see him." β
"I'll see you later." Wang Zijun said.
Connie walked towards her home, but the picture of Wang Zijun teaching her brother just now kept appearing in her mind, that action and demeanor were so cool, just like in the movie.
Back at home, Buddy was rubbing the potion shirtless, and when he saw his sister come in, Buddy hurriedly said, "Connie, come and wipe the wound on my back." β
Connie walked over and said with a bunch of rubbing pills, "I've seen it this time, your little skill is just a child's thing, don't go out to fight in the future." β
Buddy gritted his teeth and said, "No, I'm going to get a better teacher, I'm going to beat him sooner or later." β
Connie said, "If you continue to suck **, even if you take Bruce. It's useless for Li to ask you to teach you, that kind of thing will make you weak and your reflexes will decrease. β
"Well, I won't touch that thing for two months, until I've defeated that hateful yellowskin...... Well, the Chinese will talk about it later. Buddy said.
"I hope so." Connick didn't believe that her brother could really hold back two months without touching **.
"Hey, Connie, go on the radio, it's music show time, I'm going to listen to the Eagles. I heard that they are going to release a new single, and it is estimated that it will be broadcast on the radio in the next two days. Buddy said.
Connie turned on the radio next to her, and a mellow male voice came out of the radio: "The song that will be broadcast below is definitely a carnival feast for friends who like rock and roll." It's a new song by a newcomer, and the singer's name is Zachary. Wang, it sounds like he's Chinese or Korean, or maybe Singaporean, who knows? But that doesn't stop us from enjoying the song. The title of the song is "Hotel California", and I heard the author say that this is a story that takes place in Southern California, maybe in Los Angeles......"
"Oh, hell, I hate the king, Connie, turn him off" Buddy said angrily.
"Zachary. King? Connie was surprised, "Buddy, it looks like that's what our new neighbor is called." β
"No kidding." Buddy laughed, "Didn't that guy say he's a director?" How could it be a singer. β
"On_a_dark_desert_highway, (on a dark and desolate road)
cool_wind_in_my_hair- (The cool breeze blows my hair away)
Warm_smell_of_colrisingrough_the_air, (the warm breath of Koritas [drug] rises in the air) ......"
The singing voice on the radio was heard, and Connie was stunned and said, "God, this is the king's voice, very unique, this is his voice." β
Buddy, who was yelling to turn off the radio, was attracted by the song, climbed over the couch, and put his head in front of the radio. When the song finished for more than seven minutes, Buddy jumped up: "Fack, Fack, this song is amazing." It was indeed sung by the king, and that guy must have sucked ** himself, otherwise how could he write this kind of song. Oh, I think I've found a soulmate, I'm going to find him. β
"Hey, Buddy, you just said you wanted to get revenge on him." Connie said.
"No, when did I say that?" Buddy spread his hands and said, "It's my honor to be beaten up by him." Damn, that song portrays the feeling of sucking ** is fantastic, I'm going to discuss academic issues with him. β.
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