Zhang Chi drove the car and found the place according to the address that Brother Xiao Wu said.

Before he got out of the car, Brother Xiao Wu stood at the door and greeted Zhang Chi.

"Come in, get the car in!"

Zhang Chi looked around, this little heart was a little cold, but he still drove the car into the small courtyard according to Brother Wu's words.

Stopping the car and getting out of the car, Zhang Chi asked, "This is your company?" ”

This whole is an old community, the houses are quite old, and some of the houses are a little dilapidated, some doors and windows are broken, but two planks are nailed in the broken places.

If it weren't for the signs of XX Film and Television Company or XX Media Company hanging in front of several houses here, Zhang Chi would not have thought that this film would be a place where independent film companies gather.

I knew that Zhang Chi would go to live in a hotel, living in such a place, Zhang Chi was afraid that he would fall asleep, and suddenly someone jumped out and pointed a gun at his head, asking if he had fifty dollars.

Also, my car is rented, so if it is stolen in this place, I will find someone to go to. What's more, zero-dollar shopping activities in California are also quite rampant, which is a bit scary.

"How's that, okay?"

Zhang Wu was still a little proud, and Zhang Chi was embarrassed to say anything.

"Come in, come in!"

Zhang Wu pulled Zhang Chi into the house.

As soon as Zhang Chi entered the house, he felt that there was a heat wave coming, and it was hotter inside the house than outside.

"There's no air conditioner?"

Zhang Chi, who has been active in his twenties, is a little unaccustomed to the popularity of Brother Xiaowu's company. Brother Xiaoma has it all in his house.

"There's no such thing, let's drink something cold to quench your thirst, and when the night comes, it's not hot, just go to bed."

At this moment, Brother Xiao Wu had already taken a bottle of cold beer from the refrigerator, handed it to Zhang Chi, and sat on the sofa with a bottle himself.

Zhang Chi also sat on the sofa, first poured a sip of cold beer, and the cool air in his body rose slightly.

Continuing to look around, I found that the original living room, now converted into the company's lobby, in addition to a few sofas, there is also a long conference table, and a small pool table in the corner.

There isn't much furniture other than that, and oh, there are movie posters on the walls around it.

The most incredible thing for Zhang Chi is that the company's signboard, one word is crooked, and it looks like it is about to fall.

Zhang Wu followed his cousin's gaze and found the word that was about to fall, so he went over to straighten the word, and then sat back on the sofa.

It's too casual, this company does it, Zhang Chi doesn't know how to evaluate it.

"How did you get here today?" asked Zhang Wu.

Zhang Chi said: "I came to buy a straw baler, and now there is no plane to go back, so I came to you for a night."

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Nope!"

Zhang Wu stretched out his hand when he heard this: "That's the kitchen over there, there are things in the refrigerator, you can deal with it." Wait for the next time my brother will take you to eat delicious food."

Hearing this, Zhang Chi looked around and said, "Forget it, I'll take you to eat delicious food, you look at this company, how it looks like a scrap collection station."

Zhang Wu didn't care, and said with a smile: "At the beginning, small independent film companies were almost like this, and if they developed well, they moved out of here, and if they didn't develop well, they went out of business."

After listening to Brother Xiaowu for a while, Zhang Chi entered the kitchen, ready to get himself something to eat, and since he flew over in the morning, Zhang Chi has not touched a grain of rice.

Pulling open the refrigerator, Zhang Chi found that his cousin's refrigerator had nothing else in the refrigerator except for the steak, and the steak was not the kind of good steak, but the steak cut by the fattening cow.

This kind of steak is too obvious, there is a snow-white fat line between the beef, which is commonly known as marbling, and the M number of the steak is based on this thing, and the higher the number, the more fat it is.

This thing is that there is no fat at all, and in the past, people liked these lines because they focused on the taste, the fat was fragrant, and there was a lot of juice when they were fried.

But now that people are becoming more healthy, grass-fed beef is seeing a resurgence.

Grass-fed beef does not have this obvious fat line, and all those with this texture are fattening cattle, including Wagyu cattle that have been sought after by domestic merchants.

Therefore, some people say that this kind of cattle is a high blood pressure cow, and it makes sense for high blood lipid cows.

Fattening cattle are cheap, and the cut beef is naturally cheap, so this kind of beef is generally the kind that is always discounted in the supermarket.

As for what some unscrupulous businessmen in China are talking about now, don't eat that thing, beef fat will not be like this for six or seven years.

Fat is a standard, that is, the whiter the better, yellow represents the age of the cow, and beef cattle are not able to raise this age, so the yellow label beef comes from the old cows, these cows do not produce milk, naturally they will not be able to give calves, so these cattle are slaughtered and sold to the poor at a low price.

In the U.S. market, Zhang Chi has really never seen domestic yellow label beef, at least he doesn't sell this kind of beef.

However, there are some unscrupulous businesses in China, advertising that this kind of beef is good, but in fact, it is mostly old milk beef in South America, which cannot be entered by the European Union, and is not needed by the United States, so it is secretly transported into the country to fool some people who don't know.

It can be seen that some domestic businesses have no moral bottom line at all, and there are not enough pit people.

"No grass-fed steaks?" Zhang Chi was stunned for a few moments, turned his head and asked at Zhang Wu.

"Still grass-fed? What are you eating, do you think this is Folsen" Zhang Wu didn't even look at his cousin.

Hearing this, Zhang Chi took a bag and found scissors to cut the bag open, and found some vegetables from the refrigerator, washed them and fried them directly until they were broken.

Frying the steak while asking my cousin, "Where will I sleep tonight?" ”

Zhang Wu was now flipping through a notebook, and he didn't raise his head when he heard the words, and patted the sofa under his buttocks, meaning to let his cousin sleep here.

Zhang Chi didn't think much about it, and after frying the steak, he dealt with it directly in the small kitchen.

After washing the dishes, Zhang Chi returned to the living room and found that his cousin was actually reading a book, so he leaned over curiously, glanced at it and found that it read: Weird night.

"Script?"

Zhang Chi asked.

Zhang Wudao: "Well, today a college student sent a notebook, he wanted to make this story into a movie, I listened to him tell it well, thinking about whether to invest a little money into it."

My cousin reads books so seriously, and it is the first time I have seen Zhang Chi since he was a child.

However, he is not a three-year-old child, and he likes to take advantage of his cousin's reading, and when his cousin reads, he sits on the side, and after a while he carries a beer and sits while drinking.

It's boring!

After a busy day, Zhang Chi dozed off while sitting, Zhang Wu let go of the sofa when he saw it, and sat on the single sofa opposite and continued to look at the book.

Zhang Chi lay flat on the sofa and fell asleep in less than five minutes.

There is no way, I ran down this day, and I didn't feel sleepy when I moved, but now that I'm full and there's nothing to do, the sleeping insects will start to wield.

Zhang Wu saw that his cousin was asleep, pointed the fan at his cousin, turned off the light a little smaller, and continued to look at the notebook in his hand.

Zhang Chi slept until midnight, feeling that something was going on in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, he heard that there seemed to be someone moving in the yard.

I listened to it and found that there were indeed people in the yard.

So Zhang Dong stood up barefoot, and walked directly to the window room without turning on the light.

There is no air conditioning in the house, and the window must be open when he sleeps at night, and when he stops at the window, Zhang Chi finds that there are three or two figures sneaking around in his cousin's yard.

Anyone with a bit of American experience knows what these guys are up to.

Their target is the car in the yard, not the car rented by Zhang Chi, but the car driven by his cousin, Zhang Wu's car was borrowed from his brother Zhang Wen, the car is naturally very good, it is estimated that this is a broken community, that is, this car is a good car.

Seeing that someone was stealing the car, Zhang Chi took the gun out of the gourd.

There is no way, if you stay in the west for a long time, you will always get the temper of some westerners.

“hi！ Beach! ”

Zhang Chi yelled at the yard and put his arms around the fire. It's not aimed at people, but they want to scare people away.

Zhang Chi didn't dare to go directly into the yard to yell at people, it was strange that these guys didn't have guns on them.

When encountering this kind of thing, Zhang Chi did it subconsciously, he didn't think about anything else at all, he went into the house to steal something, you have to swallow your anger, that's not a turtle, if you endure this kind of thing, they will come next time, so say hello for a while, they won't come next time, because they know that you will shoot, and thieves will not fight for their lives because of a little money.

Bang!

The silence was broken by the sound of gunfire in an instant.

A few guys didn't expect that suddenly someone would shoot and immediately run out of the yard.

Zhang Chi's shot directly woke up Zhang Wu, who was sleeping in the house, and as soon as he opened his eyes, Zhang Wu subconsciously grabbed a pistol from the bedside table and stood in front of the windowsill.

Seeing the panicked figure in the courtyard, he didn't know what was going on.

scolded a few, and started a fire along the way.

Not only did Zhang Wu wake up, but the neighbors also woke up, some rushed to the street directly with guns, and a few people who stole cars were probably scared out of fear at this moment, and got into their cars and ran away.

One of the people who rushed into the street rushed directly into the running car and started a fire.

While hugging, he cursed words that people all over the world understood.

And at this moment, Zhang Chi had already put the gun back.

"Are you alright?"

Zhang Wu walked out of the room and asked his cousin with concern.

"I'm fine, you said that your place looks like Afghanistan" Zhang Chi smiled.

Zhang Wu did not answer Zhang Chi, but walked out of the door and came to the courtyard.

"Hey, what's going on?"

A group of neighbors actually greeted each other.

Everyone thought that this was not a big deal, so they turned around and went back to their house after a few idle words.

Zhang Chi looked outside and found that there were actually two young girls in the crowd, the one they were wearing was called a cool one, and the strips of cloth on their bodies were the same as if they were not wearing them, so they were still carrying a handful in their hands.

When Zhang Wu returned to the house, Zhang Chi smiled and said, "These people are quite wild."

Zhang Wu said: "If you don't go wild, you can't do it, the security here is not good, not far away is the black area, and a little further east is the Latino community, if you don't be wild and united, you won't be able to live here." Besides, half of these people are making ethical movies, and if they are not wild, they can be bullied to death, how can they do this business? ”

After speaking, Zhang Wu walked into the house with a gun.

When he arrived at the door, Zhang Wu asked, "Who fired the first shot?" ”

Zhang Chi said: "How do I know, by the way, do you want to call the police?" ”

"The police who report a fart, the police have a hair, sleep" Zhang Wu said to his cousin and entered the house.

Zhang Chi thought about it, forget it, let's sleep.