Los Angeles, the largest city in the western part of the country, is home to the famous Hollywood.

Wang Yidong rented a sports car, became Song Huiru's driver, and accompanied Song Huiru to recruit technical talents in animation, to be precise, to dig into the corners of Hollywood.

Thousands of miles away, Song Huiru is naturally not an ordinary talent, her goal this time is mainly two candidates, as long as one of them, and the team they lead, dig back the Butterfly Rain culture, then this trip to Los Angeles will be considered a success.

The animation style of Dieyu culture can't follow the path of Japanese animation, it must have its own characteristics, Song Huiru has her own ideas in this regard, Wang Yidong also agrees with her idea, if you want to achieve this, you must have a world-class animation team.

"We started with Mr. Miller, whose team has been involved in many great animated films, such as Finding Nemo. ”

Song Huiru introduced the first object to Wang Yidong who was about to visit.

"Hehe, today I am Mr. Song's driver and personal bodyguard!"

Wang Yidong smiled brightly and drove Song Huiru to Miller's studio.

Driving a sports car, driving on the streets of Los Angeles, next to a beautiful and boundless president, how can you not be happy!

"Toot toot!"

While waiting for the green light, there was a sports car parked next to it, and the white rich second generation who was driving saw Song Huiru in the car next door, and his eyes suddenly lit up, how could he see such a stunning beauty in the United States, with fair and delicate skin and exquisite facial features! He immediately honked the horn to attract Song Huiru's attention.

"Hey, beauty, are you interested in joining the party at my family's mansion in Beverly Hills?" accosted a rich second-generation white man.

Beverly Hills in Los Angeles has the title of "the world's most exclusive residential area" and is known as a symbol of wealth, fame and fortune. The people who can own a mansion there are not ordinary rich!

Song Huiru naturally didn't pay attention to the accosting of the rich second generation of whites.

Wang Yidong was a little unhappy, his woman was accosted by someone, and no one was happy! He directly raised his middle finger at the white rich second generation.

At this point, the red light turns green.

The rich second generation of white people was angered by Wang Yidong's gestures, and there were Asians in Los Angeles who dared to provoke him! He slammed on the accelerator and planned to stop Wang Yidong's car in front.

"Boom!"

But Wang Yidong's car drove faster!

The white rich second generation thinks that he has good car skills and chases after him.

However, what made the white rich second generation confused was that after turning a few corners, he could only hear the roar of Wang Yi's motor car from a distance, and he couldn't see the body!

"FUCK!(Grass) How can his driving skills be so good!"

The white rich second generation is quite depressed, and their self-confidence has been severely hit.

After humiliating a white rich second generation in terms of driving skills, Wang Yidong and Song Huiru came to Mr. Miller's studio.

"Hehe, Miss Song, welcome to Los Angeles!"

In the office, Miller was greeted with a smile.

But Wang Yidong saw from Miller's eyes that this middle-aged white man wanted to beat Song Huiru.

Miller stretched out his hand, ready to shake Song Huiru's hand.

Song Huiru said apologetically: "I'm sorry Mr. Miller, there is a tradition in my family that women don't shake hands with men. ”

In fact, Song Huiru didn't shake hands with men because of Wang Yidong.

In the United States, there are people who believe in various religions, and it is not very special for women not to shake hands with men.

"Hehe, understood, it doesn't matter. Miller looked like a gentleman and said, "Miss Song is much more beautiful than in the video!"

"Mr. Miller has won the prize. ”

Before Song Huiru came, she had been in contact with Miller through video chat.

After sitting down, Song Huiru made her purpose straightforward.

"Miss Song, you asked me to move my studio to Huaxia, and to be honest, it made me very embarrassed, even though you paid me well. Miller looked embarrassed, and continued, "However, if Miss Song's invitation is more sincere, I may consider it." For example, Miss Song invited me to dinner. ”

Hearing this, Song Huiru frowned in her heart, it was not a problem to invite Miller to dinner, the key was that Miller's words vaguely revealed a signal that she wanted to beat her.

She had been a little strange before, Miller's studio was financially good, how could she agree to meet her so happily? It turned out that it was all because she was good-looking!

Next, Song Huiru tentatively asked Miller a few words, and officially came to a conclusion: Miller didn't plan to go to Dieyu Culture, but just wanted to have ill intentions towards her in the name of negotiations!

"Mr. Miller, I have other things to do, so I'll take my leave. ”

Song Huiru stood up decisively and prepared to leave.

Miller didn't expect this Huaxia woman to be so impatient in negotiation, and promised: "Miss Song, don't worry, give me a day, I'll think about it." In this way, our team will hold a welcome reception for Miss Song in the evening!"

Wang Yidong, who had been standing aside without making a sound, sneered: "Then you want to take the opportunity to get Mr. Song drunk?"

How keen his perception is, from the first time he saw Miller, he knew that this middle-aged white man's mind was not in business at all, but just looking for an opportunity to fight Song Huiru's idea.

was told his true face by Wang Yi, Miller's eyes panicked, but he quickly regained his composure and said with a smile: "This little brother Huaxia, your imagination is really rich. I am a family man, how can I plot against Miss Song. ”

"Huh!"

Wang Yidong was too lazy to talk nonsense, and directly shot out two bolts of strength, submerged into Miller's body, and then left with Song Huiru.

"Eh, Mr. Song, don't go, we can have a good talk!"

Looking at Song Huiru in the distance, Miller was stunned, didn't he say that in the business field, the attitude of the Chinese people is very humble, why are these two so strong? !

"Damn, Huaxia's stunning beauty, just leave!"

Miller regretted that he had adopted the wrong strategy just now, but he didn't know that the two forces were slowly destroying his two meridians, and in the past two or three years, his man's parts could not be lifted!

......

"The next thing we're going to visit is Mr. Thompson. Song Huiru said.

Wang Yidong pouted and said, "Huiru, this Thompson won't be like Miller, right?"

"Probably not, because Mr. Thompson hasn't seen me. ”

Seeing Wang Yidong's unhappy look, Song Huiru felt sweet in her heart, this man is really domineering, and she can't tolerate other men to have a trace of ill heart towards her. She reassured him, "And Mr. Thompson doesn't agree to negotiate with me, and our visit is uninvited." ”

"That's fine. ”

Through Song Huiru's introduction, Wang Yidong learned that Thompson's team had participated in the production of "Kung Fu Panda".

When he came to Thompson's studio, the staff told Song Huiru that Thompson was not in the studio, but at home.

The two then went to Thompson's house again.

"Why did you guys get here, I don't talk about work at home!"

Seeing Wang Yidong and the two, Thompson did not welcome them, and of course invited them in to sit.

Everyone who has the ability has a little temper, so Wang Yidong didn't take Thompson's attitude to heart.

Entering Thompson's house, Wang Yidong saw a little girl playing on the grass in the yard, and Thompson seemed to be accompanying the little girl just now.

The little girl looks like she is seven or eight years old, but she looks a little scary! The body of a seven or eight-year-old girl, the skin of a sixty or seventy-year-old man!

(End of chapter)