When the black fly heard this, his face was a little strange.

After he glanced at Donald, he said, "This guy engaged in modified cars, entangled a group of ghosts to play flying cars, and ended up meeting a group of rich second generations.

Boss Tang, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked embarrassed when he heard these words.

I think he is also a popular figure in Los Angeles, not to mention covering the sky with one hand, but he also brushes the PC in Los Angeles around.

Unexpectedly, he fell on Hong Kong Island and lost to a group of second-generation people with money ability.

Lin Zule's eyes when he looked at Donald at this time were also very weird, others didn't know Boss Tang's identity, but he knew it.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have kept their brothers and sisters out before, just because they thought they came to Hong Kong City to make trouble.

I didn't expect that after a while, the boss of the underground biker party would be so down-and-out.

At this time, the black flies were still talking about Donald's troubles.

"That's not all, the car is lost, it's lost, but when this guy plays with the car, he doesn't know how to wear a hood or something, his big bald head, no different from a 100-watt big light bulb, was slapped by the card points set by several bad guys, and before he got home, he was taken to the mission hall.

His sister ran to ask for help from Piaopiao's sister-in-law, who handed me over the matter, causing me to get up in the middle of the night and send me to the museum to get people.

After coming out, he was almost cut down by the people of Saigon Dasha.

I finally escaped, and after asking this guy, I learned that he had taken a large number of smuggled parts on credit from Dasha, and said that he would pay it back in half a month, but now it has been a month, and he has not paid it back.

When Donald heard this, he couldn't help but defend: "How can you say that the car driver's business is a bad debt?"

Lin Zule and the two of them rolled their eyes together, and continued to talk about their words, without any intention of ignoring Boss Tang.

After listening to the story of the black fly, Lin Zule knew how unlucky Don was during this time.

It's probably the kind that will stuff your teeth when you drink cold water, and I don't know if it's not adapted to the water and soil in Port City.

It's just that what Lin Zule doesn't understand is, why didn't this guy go back to Los Angeles? If he's over there, he'll definitely be able to regain his glory.

This answer is known only to Donald himself.

He didn't want to go back, but he couldn't go back at all.

Because his friends are still in the detention cell of the mission hall.

The money on his body was basically used to save a car, and he wanted to do a big one, so he rushed into the convention and exhibition center and dragged away the most valuable terracotta warriors.

How could you have thought that people are not as good as heaven, because a group of rich second generations, not to mention the plan, still owe a lot of debt.

For a while, Donald Dalian had the idea of robbing a bank.

But after reading the newspapers in Port City for a few days, he gave up on this idea.

The gangsters here in Hong Kong City are so fierce that a decrepit boy jumped from the sixth floor of the mall in order to catch the thief.

Just a few thousand Hong Kong dollars a month, what are you fighting for?

And this is not an isolated case, Donald can see similar news in the newspaper almost every day. ….

He was careful and coaxed, and it was better to leave the high-risk profession of robbery to someone else.

He is now working as a driver for the black fly, and occasionally goes to the set to make a cameo appearance as a flying car stuntman, and it is estimated that he will be able to earn enough bail in half a month to bail out his friends.

No one would have thought that Dominic Toledo, the famous biker in Los Angeles and the mastermind of many car robberies, would be so miserable in Port City.

In the back seat, after finishing Donald's joke, the black fly carefully observed Lin Zule's expression.

I feel that my boss is in a good mood now, and if I say the movie, I shouldn't be scolded again, right?

So he tentatively told Lin Zule about his investment, although he didn't say it directly

share, but when he read the name Wang Jingwei, the black fly found that his boss's face changed.

"Wait! You said that you invested in Wang Jingwei to make a movie, what's your name?"

"East, East Snake and West Deer!"

Lin Zule patted his head, his face was speechless, when he met Wang Xing, he should remind Ah Hua and the black fly, it is okay to vote for anyone's movie, but he can't vote for Wang Jingwei.

Because this guy is really too pitiful, he has made several of his works, not to mention making money, and there are not even a few of them that have returned to their roots.

Although each part won the award and got the softness, what is the use?

Movies are meant to entertain the public, so what's the point of you making some niche movies to please that small group of people?

Although Lao Zhang in the mainland is often criticized, he really hasn't lost much when he makes movies.

Even the little poetry master, who is about to become a professional in bad movies, can earn money back from outside the movie theater.

Only Wang Jingwei is a strange person, who has a fight with some directors of the sixth generation in the mainland, but people make films just to win international awards, not to make money.

International film and television awards, you know everything, don't 'expose, talk about the suffering of the mainland, talk about the neurotic feelings of young people, you don't deserve to be selected.

Lin Zule sighed and asked the black fly, "How much did you vote?"

"Uh......" The black fly didn't dare to hide it, and raised four fingers and said, "Cast 40 million."

"A lump sum?"

「…… Hmm."

Gotcha, it's a big water fish.

Lin Zule felt that he had to change the position of the black fly, he could do anything, but he couldn't let him manage the money, otherwise he would be sold, and he would help count the money.

"Did he say when he would finish filming?"

The black fly shook his head, he had asked Wang Jingwei many times about this question, but the answer he heard was different every time.

The leading actors in the crew were also a little nervous by him, and two of the leading actors even found black flies and asked him if he could pay liquidated damages and release them.

Of course, the fly will not agree, this is the first movie he has invested in, and he has to finish filming anything.

In the face of Shenkeng, Lin Zule actually didn't have a good way.

Who let the flies have jumped in?

The only thing that can be done now is to find a way to recover some of the losses.

After thinking about it, Lin Zule said to the black fly: "You go to find Wang Jingwei's good friend, the one named Ji'an, let him find a way to save us at any time, otherwise he will be hunted down to death!"

The fly hesitated and asked, "Big guy, is this possible?"

Lin Zule spread his hands and said, "Then do you have a better way?"

The black fly shook his head, if he could come up with a solution, he would solve it privately by himself, instead of telling Lin Zule.

"Then do as I say!"

"Yes, big guy!"

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