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Xiaoke is really weak, with a longer coastline than Laosa and only a few small gunboats, which makes everyone feel sad.

Sean couldn't figure out whether Lao Sa was watching and wouldn't let him expand the navy, or whether he was using all the money to build a palace...

"It seems that these oil guys like to build palaces." Robert stood next to Sean with a sigh on his face.

Along the way, when we were in Bangni earlier, the banquet of the Sultan of Bangni was held at the Nuloyman Palace.

1.2 million square meters, 1,788 rooms, including 257 bathrooms. The outer domes are all gold-plated, and even the doors are gold-plated.

Anyway, if you can use pure gold, don’t use gold plating.

Otherwise, Sean would not ask for 100 million in military defense expenses in such a small country.

The son of a bitch is too rich.

Finally, when we arrived at Lao Sa, I heard from Sean that this guy also had 24 palaces. Robert's eyes turned red on the spot.

Encouraging Sean to just rob them and forget about it.

"Get rid of that." Sean sneered, they are all big dogs.

The King of Kuwait appeared at the pier in full dress to greet him. Regardless of whether he welcomed Sean or not, he had to come.

Jordan Belfort did not disembark, so Sean took Robert, Lorraine, and the Norris secretary team down to meet the royal family.

Welcoming ceremony, palace, banquet, Sean seemed to have never known that the Middle East was wary of the fleet he led. In front of everyone, he proposed the order of "sea area assistance defense".

In an instant, the banquet hall became eerily quiet.

The king looked at Sean solemnly, "Is this what the U.S. Congress means?"

"Don't think too much, haven't you all consulted before?" Sean lowered his gaze and scanned everyone's faces. The smile on his face remained unchanged, he took a sip of the wine in front of him, and then continued: "The umbrella is a family

For ordinary companies, what we do is private security contractors. From individuals to companies, from regions to countries, all kinds of security services are within our scope."

"What if we refuse?" the king continued.

"There is no need to think so much. I, Sean, am not a devil. This is just a business negotiation. I can still block the Persian Gulf." Sean said with a smile.

Xiaoke: You want to blockade the Persian Gulf!

At this point, the atmosphere of the banquet was completely over, and Sean didn't care. His time was limited this time, and he didn't have time to spend time with them.

After the banquet was over, Sean said goodbye directly, boarded the battleship and sailed towards Manama, Bahrain, which David said was a city built by Rockefeller.

This country has only been officially independent for 14 years, but relatively speaking, the royal family members here are much more open-minded than Xiaoke.

At least, when Sean proposed 'assist in maritime defense' at the banquet, the Bahrain royal family said they would consider it, which was somewhat beyond Sean's expectations.

Later, the Bahrain royal family discussed investment with Sean, opening an overseas branch of a bank and opening a shipyard in Manama.

Sean directly vetoed the shipyard matter!

Are you kidding me? This place has no steel industry and no supporting downstream spare parts industry. How can you start a shipyard?

"Bank, I will consider letting Shawn Commercial Bank open a branch in Bahrain. A shipyard is impossible, but a factory dedicated to ship maintenance can be considered."

Bahrain Royal Family: If you say that, I won’t be sleepy!

Facing the somewhat unique Bahrain royal family, Sean felt as if he was being glued...

There is not enough time anyway, visiting two countries in one day is already the limit.

Sean stayed here and held a banquet in the evening. The king took Sean and talked about investing in a ship repair factory.

Sean: What about maritime assistance defense?

In the end, considering the large oil tankers that came in and out of the Persian Gulf every day, the market prospects should be very good, so Sean agreed to jointly invest in a ship repair factory with the Bahrain royal family.

The Bahrain royal family is responsible for providing the money, and Sean is responsible for providing equipment, personnel, technology, and the shares account for 70% to 30%.

The royal family of Bahrain is 70%, and Sean is 30%.

After all, there is no need to pay. As for technology, personnel, and equipment, Sean remembers that when he was renovating the Keeling-class missiles, he discovered that the Todd Shipyard, which was originally responsible for building Keeling 40 years ago, seemed to be on strike and going bankrupt...

…

Don't look at the old equipment and technology from 40 years ago, but they are also American military technology. Just look at the majestic Keeling-class guided missile destroyer under the butt.

Sean was sure that it would be fine for repairing those thin iron tankers.

Signing a cooperation agreement did not mean leaving empty-handed. The next day, Sean made consecutive business visits to Qatar and the United Arab Emirates.

It's a consortium and Sean's focus is here in Dubai.

His future memory told him that Dubai is a good place. Oil and natural gas resources are not abundant here, which makes Dubai's oil guys pay more attention to commercial development.

As expected, the answer to the question of assisting in maritime defense was to consider it. However, the ruler of Dubai came to Sean to talk about a plan to jointly develop tourism.

The other party took a fancy to Sean's resources in Hollywood...

Q: What resources does Hollywood have?

Answer: Beauty!

Is this reasonable?

This is very beaver!

Why are beautiful women not considered resources?

There are so many local tycoons in the Middle East who have money and leisure, but the size of the country and geographical location make it impossible for them to compete for hegemony, so what are they doing with their spare time?

Naturally, I have been thinking about how to play all day long.

It doesn’t matter what men play with, the key is ‘who’ they play with…

Ahem, Norris has a say on this point.

There is no problem in cooperating to develop 'tourism' resources, but compared to this, Sean values ​​Dubai's port shipping business more.

Dubai is the choke point for entering and exiting the inner bay of the Strait of Hormuz in the Persian Gulf. In the future, Dubai's port business will always rank among the top ten in the world.

Of course, what we are talking about now are cooperation intentions, and in-depth negotiations will have to wait until the future.

Here we met the leased 50,000-ton oil tanker and headed straight to the Strait of Hormuz, where we had to pass through the Yi side's defense line again.

Oman and the United Arab Emirates are really useless. They have such a huge strait, and even their own waters are under the control of the other side.

The radar was running at full power and the missile was in combat readiness. As expected, as soon as it entered the strait, warships from the other side surrounded it.

It is customary to warn the other party to fire immediately when approaching five kilometers away!

Having learned from the past, Yi Fang really didn’t dare to get close.

Of course, more importantly, Iran has confirmed that the United States has no intention of intervening in Iran and Iraq for the time being, and brothers in the Arab world do not welcome Sean's arrival.

This made Yifang breathe a huge sigh of relief.

Surrounded and escorted by more than a dozen warships of various sizes, Sean's fleet was sent out as a gift.

That is Sean, if it were someone else who destroyed Yifang's helicopter, you could go out and have a look!

These madmen whose minds are poisoned by religious thoughts will definitely sink you.

These guys never consider whether you are a civilian facility. Attacking the poor is their specialty. After all, killing infidels is God's will.

The only things that can calm their minds are airplanes, cannons, battleships, and missiles!

After leaving the Strait of Hormuz, Sean ordered the tanker to go first, and the two warships stopped.

Seeing the battleship stop, Yi Fang couldn't figure out Sean's intention and immediately sent a communication request.

"Please leave here immediately, Mr. Shawn, you Americans are not welcome here."

"Don't be so excited. Are you interested in meeting?" Sean said with a smile.

Then there was a long silence. For a long time, Sean thought that the other party was going to refuse, and suddenly he heard: "Okay."

After waiting for a long time, a helicopter flew over and hovered above the battleship.

"Mr. Sean." An old man wearing a military uniform and a big beard walked towards Sean.

"When you get here, there's no need to keep a straight face. Just relax." Sean smiled and greeted him.

"Heh, are Mr. Xiao ready to accept our employment?" General Yi Fang said with a smile.

"Don't." Sean waved his hand quickly, "Let's forget about this matter. The president has given an order. He will never make deals with terrorist organizations or negotiate with 'evil countries' such as Yi Fang and Cardano. I still

If you are a child, you will not participate in this."

General Yi Fang sneered, and everyone understood this tacitly.

"Then why did Mr. Sean come to see me?"

"Lao Sa owes me a lot of money. He has no money, so he can only use oil to pay off the debt. In the future, my oil tanker will pass through the Strait of Hormuz many times."

"This is not in the interests of the other side."

"I don't want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings and cause some bad things to happen."

"You are threatening us!" General Yi Fang's eyes were sharp.

"I'm protecting my property, my personal property, which is sacrosanct."

Sean and General Yifang looked at each other, refusing to give in to each other.

It is impossible to compromise on the transaction. Even if someone secretly supplies so many weapons and spare parts to Iran, Sean is not so big that he dares to violate Congressional and presidential orders.

General Yi Fang was in a dilemma. He could probably understand why Lao Sa owed money, but if he let it go, blocking Lao Sa's economy would become empty talk.

"Umbrella currently has two warships, but this does not mean that Umbrella will only have two warships in the future. In the shortest year, we will increase it to five!"

"I'm afraid you can't afford it!" General Yi Fang sneered.

"So there is a maritime cooperation agreement!" Sean was not annoyed and said with a smile: "There must be a place for umbrella companies in the Arabian Sea in the future!"

Sean just said directly, if you block the Strait of Hormuz, I will block the Gulf of Oman.

This tough attitude gave Yifang a headache.

It is useless to communicate with the United States. Diplomacy between the two parties has stopped.

Damn it, why the hell would anyone think of getting their own fleet!

General Yi Fang snorted and turned away. Watching the helicopter take off, Sean smiled and turned back to the cabin.

"Did he agree or not?" Lorraine asked confused.

"I don't agree, I don't object." Sean said with a smile: "In the final analysis, it's just to see if we have the ability to deploy warships here."

Lorraine shook her head. For agents, orders must be clear. She hated these political secrecy.

The matter has come to an end here.

The oil tanker must enter the Red Sea from Somalia, then pass through the Suez Canal, take the Mediterranean and the Atlantic Ocean to the east coast of the United States.

Sean is flying back to New York from Oman.

The original plan was to go to Sri Lanka after leaving Laosa, sign a contract, and then blow up the Tiger's ship.

But there's a big commotion back home, and Sean has to go back to put out the fire!

As for Sri Lanka, Sean asked Robert to lead the fleet there first.

It takes about ten days to sign the contract and so on.

Wait until he comes back from putting out the fire.

There are still many things to deal with in Southeast Asia.

Boss He’s money was confiscated.

Brunei's oil is not shaved...

…

The experience of flying was not good, and Sean's mind was filled with the shadow of his own palace in the sky.

When I was woken up by Lorraine in a daze, the plane was already landing.

After getting off the plane, Sean stretched a lot.

After getting into his stretch Lincoln with bulletproof rating V, Sean went straight to the Rockefeller family office.

"Fifth Grandpa, I'm here to see you!" As soon as he opened the door and walked in, Sean shouted loudly with a smile on his face.

"Hey, if you don't want to be a local emperor in Asia, why are you coming back?" David sat back on the chair and looked at the box in Sean's hand with a half-smile, "No, I can't afford your dates.

"

"What's so good about being a local emperor? Didn't I come back to listen to the teachings of the Fifth Grandpa?" Sean walked to the big desk with a smile, pulled up a chair and sat down, and put the gold-plated box on the table.

"Teach you, ha, do you like my position?" Old man David sneered and stared at Sean, "Here, let me give it to you!"

"Forget it, forget it." Sean chuckled and waved his hand, "The family still needs you to be at the helm. Where am I now? I haven't figured out how to deal with one third of an acre of land."

"Besides, with today's medical technology, living for more than 100 years is just a joke."

"At that time, I guess I won't need to keep an eye on Rockefeller."

"Hey, what's the matter, you don't like Rockefeller anymore!" Old David looked Sean up and down, and said with his eyelids: "Young man, you are very crazy!"

"Hey, hey, if you're not crazy, why would you call yourself a young man?" Sean said, shaking his head.

"Okay!" Old Man David nodded, "I'll see what you can do."

"The family cannot lack support."

"It's rare for you, Mr. Sean, to think so highly of Rockefeller's insignificant ability. It's our honor." Old David said in a sinister tone.

Sean rolled his eyes, "I finally understand why those guys always say that I speak in a weird way."

Old man David was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, and a trace of confusion flashed across his face.

"You have to help the Australians. This guy is staring at me like a bald mad dog and biting me. I'm at a huge disadvantage in terms of public opinion." Sean talked about the main topic of his visit.

"How is your Capital Media acquisition going?" Old David suddenly asked.

"I got 16% of the shares. I signed the contract when I came back and announced the news when it was done." Sean said in a deep voice: "But the Australian also got 12%, Fake."

"Where did the money come from? I heard that you threw another 300 million in Hong Kong Island!" Mr. David looked Sean up and down, "You did the HSBC thing, right?"

"No, what are you talking about!" Sean jumped up. "You doubt me in everything you do. Am I that kind of person?"

"Why are you doubting you? You are capable, so why doubt you? Is there a problem?" Old man David sneered.

"No, you're being unreasonable, right? You insist on framing me!" Sean looked indignant.

Old man David said calmly: "There are people in the Soviet Union who are sabotaging and buying spies. The Soviets don't need to investigate, they will directly identify the Americans as doing it."

"It's the same here in the United States."

"Even if you catch the person who did it and ask different things from the other person's mouth, it won't change the result that everyone believes."

"At this level, there is no need for evidence or anything, and no one will look at it. It is useless to put on a few layers of shells, because even the people doing things are not qualified to know who they are doing things for."

"At this level, there are no secrets in the world." Old David looked at Sean, "Do you understand?"

"You have a fortune, but you still lack the foundation, nouveau riche boy!" As he said this, old man David couldn't help but mock again.

Sean was stunned for a moment.

What you said makes sense, I can't say it.

Just like a few decades later, when rabbits think of someone developing a virus for poisoning, the first one is the United States, no evidence is needed!

Sean's voice was dry, "The Northern Ireland Liberation Organization has admitted it."

"Who do you think has the ability to support the existence of the Northern Ireland Liberation Organization for so many years?" David asked calmly.

"Uh..." Sean blinked and said without hesitation: "Soviet Union, United States!"

David spread his hands and smiled without saying a word.

It is impossible for a terrorist organization to have no one behind it.

There are people behind Chechnya, there are people behind Afghanistan, and it is the United States that supports them.

"Excluding the national power, how many well-trained military groups are dominated by white people?" Old David continued to ask.

"Uh..." Sean's mouth twitched.

"The UK has it, France has it, Germany has it, and Sweden has it, but the scale is much smaller than yours. They are all small organizations."

"Of course they are also suspected of the target, but don't do such things in the future." David said calmly: "When you are weak, no one cares about you, and it doesn't matter what you do, but as your size increases,

The bigger you get, the more people will pay attention to you."

"Okay." Sean reluctantly agreed. He also wanted to go to Xiao Baga to enjoy the autumn wind.

It seems that we need to train a spokesperson.

But, hell, according to old man David, training spokespersons is most likely useless!

"You will definitely continue to develop Umbrella. You can do things openly and honestly. As long as you can find a reason, it will be no problem." David looked into Sean's eyes and said.

Sean nodded and didn't try to quibble anymore.

"Money is not a big problem." Sean thought for a while and said, "I moved the chairman of the board of directors of HSBC. He is only 60 years old. HSBC was about to let him step down, so I just happened to poach him."

Hearing this, Old David's face was very exciting, "I remember, you kidnapped that guy, right? He didn't expect it was you?"

Sean spread his hands, looked at old man David and said, "He said that the weird way I spoke was exactly like the kidnapper, so he recognized me."

Old man David's face froze and he wanted to scratch his head behind his back, but he held it back.

Damn it, it has nothing to do with me!

Old man David doesn't speak like this in front of others. After all, his status is here, and he can't help but expose it in private with Sean.

"Then what?" The topic changed abruptly.

"Then I took out a loan from HSBC, first with 300 million yuan, to buy three terminals. Oh, by the way, I will go to Sri Lanka in a few days. I have negotiated with the President of Sri Lanka. They are willing to accept the maritime defense agreement and contract. In 10 years, 1.5% of GDP per year, but I will first help them destroy the tiger’s maritime power and blockade it.”

"Shen Bi asked me to go to him with the contract, and then continue to borrow 1 billion from HSBC," Sean said.

Old man David immediately became happy, "This is why HSBC wants to force him to retire!"

Sean laughed too.

"If you continue to expand your protective umbrella, I won't stop you. I won't speak to the government, otherwise it will only bring pressure." David pondered for a moment and then continued: "I received news that someone is here too. Form a large security company and follow the same path as you."

"Who is it!" Sean's eyes almost popped out, "Do these guys dare to ask for a face?"

"The company will be established in Virginia as expected."

"Who supports it?"

"Dupont."

Sean: "..."

He looked at the old man David with a constipated expression, "No, look at Dupont, then look at Rockefeller, my God."

The old man David glared at Sean, "DuPont has a history of 200 years, which is twice that of Rockefeller. In fact, 300 years ago, the DuPont family was the top family in France. Dupont de Nemours, economist, politician , one of the founders of the Physiocratic School, his works deeply influenced Adam Smith, the author of "The Wealth of Nations," and DuPont grew up simultaneously with the United States."

"Besides, the Dupont family is all cousins."

Sean tilted his head and looked at old man David, always feeling that there was something in this old man's words.

Old man David was immediately offended by Sean's eyes. He grabbed a date and smashed it over, "Look again."

"Don't look, don't look, calm down, old man." Sean quickly hid.

"It is said that my grandfather was the first billionaire in the world. Oh, by that time, DuPont had been growing for 100 years." Old David sneered, "The third president of the United States, Thomas Jefferson, had a close relationship with the old DuPont. In 1800, DuPont began to receive orders from the government to supply gunpowder to the government."

"Okay, okay." Sean sighed and waved his hand, "Anyway, now I have the first-mover advantage."

In fact, even if Sean had not created a protective umbrella, MP Day (Military Profes Private Resourorporate) would have been established next year, in 1987.

"The family can't help it. I told you before that every consortium has its own territory. DuPont started off by relying on arms, and our Rockefellers relied on petroleum and chemicals." David said as if complaining: "But In the past 20 years, Rockefeller has suffered heavy losses beyond your imagination."

"After Rockefeller was forced to break up, we turned our attention from the United States to the world. Most of the oil fields in the Middle East were discovered by Rockefeller. We signed 'concession' contracts, built oil wells, and exploited them."

"At its peak, we controlled 90% of the global crude oil extraction market, but of course we did not exploit them."

"They have no mining technology, no mining equipment, and no sales channels. We are even responsible for transportation. We still give those oil-producing countries a 30% share, even though they do nothing."

"Of course, people's greed is endless. They are not satisfied, they want more. Later, the Middle East united with the world's oil-producing countries to establish the Organization of the Petroleum Exporting Countries to negotiate and fight with me."

"The first one is Venezuela. They started a revolution and ignored the original contract. They forced the contract to be changed to a 50-50 share."

"No, then you just watch?" Sean looked incredulous, "Fuck them!"

"Do you think the war was started just because you wanted to?" Old David glared at Sean, "Do you think there is no one behind Venezuela?"

"Cold War, do you understand the Cold War!"

Sean blinked, oh, the Great Soviet Union.

That’s okay!

Cuba also engaged in nationalization and confiscated all American assets.

"Then the Libyan leader Cardano came to power, and he forcibly raised the price by another 5%." Old David said cursingly: "With the support of the Soviet Union, and the oil wells are right where they are, what can Rockefeller do?"

"Kadzo's actions will cause a 'domino effect'. We wanted to unite with neighboring countries in the Middle East to fight against it, but as a result, they stabbed us in the back."

“On October 5, 1972, Saudi Oil Minister Yamani led the oil ministers of various countries in the Middle East to sign a general equity participation agreement with us in New York. On the condition that all oil settlements be in U.S. dollars, they were forced to participate in 25% of our company’s shares.

It will increase by 5% every year thereafter.”

"In fact, when the oil field was developed, the lease we signed was until 2000."

"In order to confront the Soviet Union and to establish Congress's 'petrodollar' plan, we had no choice but to compromise, and in fact, they once again violated the agreement."

"Xiao Ke was the first one to forcibly take away 60% of the shares within 2 years. In 1975, he completely took over our factories and oil wells, and then came Saudi Arabia, Qatar, and the United Arab Emirates. In 1973, Iran directly confiscated our assets in Iraq.

of oil fields.”

"Later on, Yak took over the ownership of Yak Oil Company in 1972, acquired Basra Oil Company in 1973, and Venezuela directly confiscated the oil assets of more than 20 oil companies in 1976."

"This is the wave of nationalization."

"Contract? Law? Property protection?"

"Shit!"

"The law is a bitch. As long as you are strong enough, she will assume whatever posture you want her to assume."

Sean didn't feel anything, he just felt enlightened, so it was 'those' people who started confiscating things first.

He only saw the robbers robbing him, but he didn't see the robbers being beaten...

Well, it hurts to be beaten!

Old man David continued to explain Rockefeller's dilemma to Sean, "Compared with 1972, our recoverable crude oil reserves have decreased by 90%, and the crude oil supply we control has decreased from an average of 30.35 million barrels per day to 20.43 million barrels.

A decrease of 32.7%,”

"The average daily crude oil production has been directly reduced by 70%, only 8.24 million barrels."

"If it were me, I would form a private army to kill them!" Sean pouted.

"You are the only one who is brave!" Old David looked at Sean with a look of disdain on his face, "Crude oil is the blood of modern industry, and its output is related to the operation of the world's industrial system. Insufficient oil supply will lead to a global economic crisis, who dares to move?

"

"Uh... don't dare to move!" Sean shrank his neck.

"However, I remember there were two oil crises in the past two years." Sean thought for a while and asked.

"Well, in 1973, because of the Israeli incident, the Arab countries in the Middle East wanted to raise the price of crude oil, which triggered one incident, and then the Israeli leader Pahlavi stepped down, which triggered another incident."

"Speaking of Israel, I just wanted to ask." Sean asked curiously.

"I know what you want to ask." David said in a deep voice: "We Rockefellers are not Jews, but we still support Israel because the existence of Israel is necessary."

"Crude oil is the blood of industry. We cannot allow countries in the Middle East to develop wildly. They must be controlled. Can you understand that Israel is a nail in the Middle East."

"So, when the United Nations General Assembly voted in November 1947, 33 countries were in favor, including the Soviet Union. Although the Soviet Union was supporting Kadado and Yi Fang at the same time, the existence of Israel was the consensus."

"Haha, Egypt forcibly transferred the Suez Canal to them in 1956, and Britain and France also became allies with Israel."

Sean blinked, what the hell,

Politics!

"Okay, today I just came to see Grandpa Wu. I'm leaving before I have time to go back to the company to see you. Old man, please make sure you are healthy." Sean stood up and said with a smile.

"Go away!" Old David cursed, "DuPont won't compete with you. The military outsourcing market is huge."

"I know." Sean waved his hand, turned around, opened the door and walked out.

Old man David picked up a date and threw it into the door.

So sweet.

…

"Go back to Newark!" Sean shouted as he got in the car, and his whole body collapsed in the car.

More than an hour ago, Sean Geyou was slumped on the sofa in the Newark base villa, his mouth slightly open and his eyes empty.

The body is not tired, but the spirit is very tired.

Seeing Sean's appearance, Norris waved his hand for everyone to exit. He picked up the phone and called the heads of each company and asked them not to disturb Sean today.

Master needs to rest.

However, women should be prepared. After thinking about it for a while, Norris called Sharon Stone.

Sharon plays a little more openly than Diane, which allows the master to relax better.

After the phone call, Norris suddenly felt a chill down his spine. When he turned around, Lorraine was staring at him with narrowed eyes.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Norris disappeared wisely.

Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend.

Sharon Stone came in a hurry,

She is not fighting alone!

…

Early the next morning, Sean was woken up by a feeling of warmth and smoothness.

"How many days will it be released?" Sean asked casually while playing with (·人·).

Sharon Stone sucked hard twice.

"Oh, it's been two days, how's the film schedule in the first week?"

The frequency suddenly increased,

"Oh, 13%, not bad. After all, competition is fierce. How many screens are there in North America?"

Sharon Stone is having a convulsion, getting faster and faster.

"Gulu, Gulu." Sean didn't even count until Sharon Stone was full. Michelle Pfeiffer watched next to her and kept laughing.

…

In the morning, a group of people arrived at Sean's villa, all of them heads of various companies.

Environmental Group:Wolf Kesch

Shawn Films:Jeffrey Katzenberg

Media Company: Peter Chernin

Sean Bank CEO: Monroe Deaf

Shawn Steel:Bear Harris

Looking at this group of people, Sean couldn't help but shake his head. It was time to build a headquarters building. There were so many companies scattered around, making it inconvenient to manage.

"Come one by one, Wolfe." Sean raised his head and gestured.

"At the Environmental Protection Group, the expansion of garbage storage, sorting center, and accumulation yard has been completed. It has expanded five times on the original basis, which is sufficient for development needs for a long time in the future. A 50-megawatt garbage incineration generator set is being assembled.

It is estimated that it will take another month, and the supporting food waste recycling plant has also completed trial operation." Wolf Keshi looked at Sean and asked: "I don't know when the waste processing business in New York will be taken over.

"

Sean rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I'll wait until I finish this period of time, soon, soon."

"How much was the loan?"

"43 million, at the Bank of Kelsey."

"Beautiful!" Sean smiled and looked at Monroe, "When are you going to propose an acquisition plan to Kelsey?"

"When you have money." Monroe said expressionlessly.

"Haha, haha." Sean touched his nose embarrassedly and laughed, "Katzenberg, how are you doing here?"

"Not bad. The overseas box office of "Heist" has been recovered. The funding gap for this year's filming plan is not big. "Instinct" will be released tomorrow. We are very confident that "Die Hard" will be released.

The time has also been booked, and the competition for November and the Christmas period is too fierce."

Katzenberg said with a smile: "As for the filming of new films, "Three Dads and a Baby" has already started shooting, and "Goodfellas" is in the process of casting. If you don't have time, boss, then shoot other scenes first."

"Do you have any other filming plans?" Sean pondered. If not, he would make arrangements to agree to Maggie Cheung.

"I was about to tell you, Mr. Sean, that I plan to make a cartoon." Katzenberg looked into Sean's eyes.

At present, Sean's films are all involved in urban and gunfight scenes, which are considered specialties. Suddenly switching to cartoons, Katzenberg was afraid that Sean would object.

Be aware that animated films actually cost more than live-action films.

"Say." Sean remained calm.

"Actually, since I was a child, and I want to include all of you, I have heard the story of the mermaid, and I want to bring this story to the big screen." Katzenberg said excitedly: "The advantage of this kind of children's animated film is that

, once you watch a movie, you become a family, and it has a strong advantage among movie-watching groups. I believe that both adults and children who are nostalgic will be willing to enter the cinema."

"It's a very good idea, but what's the cost?" Sean remembered this movie, which was produced by Disney in the future and could be seen at Disneyland.

"This may be a little higher." Katzenberg smiled, "20 million."

Monroe stared, "Oh my god, why don't you go and grab it!"

Sean stared at Katzenberg, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Are you sure? If you are sure, I can agree, but I will not make additional investment."

Sean has been trained by John McTiernan and has mastered the tricks of these guys.

"Hahaha, 40 million!" Katzenberg smiled awkwardly, "Boss, listen to me, the reason it's so expensive is because we don't have the basis for shooting cartoons. Many of the equipment are different from shooting normal movies, and a lot of equipment is needed.

Computers and professional talents are two different systems."

"Most of our money is spent on this, and after purchasing the equipment, we won't need so much money for the next shooting."

"Haha, haha, do you think I haven't gone to college, so you're bullying me because I don't understand!" Sean's face turned dark immediately, and he shouted without giving Katzenberg any face: "Do you think I don't know?

Moore’s Law!”

"The number of transistors that can be accommodated on an IC will double approximately every 18 months, and the performance will also double. Computers are being updated faster than I can change women!"

"Before you shoot your next cartoon, the equipment will have to be fucking replaced!"

"Uh..." Katzenberg blinked, not knowing what to say for a moment.

The process of his recruitment was different from others. He had never experienced Sean's ruthlessness, and he still had the thinking of a traditional professional manager in his mind.

Fool the boss!

The others looked at Katzenberg who looked embarrassed and said nothing, laughing secretly in their hearts.

Look, this fool thinks the boss is easy to cheat!

"But remember, this is the first and last time. If you don't tell me the truth next time, I will send you to the Amazon jungle to train for survival in the wild!" Sean glared at Ka coldly.

Sunberg, you've fallen into my hands, what's the point of being polite?

right!

Katzenberg's face turned pale, his lips moved, but he did not speak.

"Besides, if you want to make animation, I have nothing to do with it." Sean softened his tone, looked at Katzenberg and said, "I said it before when I invited you here. The film company will leave it to you to enjoy.

Show your talent, so I promise you 40 million."

"Although my funds are a little tight now, you can understand what I mean."

"Of course, of course, thank you very much, Mr. Sean." A smile bloomed on Katzenberg's face. A large part of the reason he just said less than 20 million was here.

The news that Peter Chernin was operating the acquisition of Metropolis Media has spread throughout Hollywood.

Sean, a newly rising tycoon, and Rupert Murdoch, an established tycoon, are competing in the capital media. It is a big business worth billions. Katzenberg is afraid that Sean will shrink due to financial problems.

Now that Sean agrees, he is both relieved and in awe.

Sean's water is very deep and he can't control it!

"I don't care about the specific shooting details, but in terms of personnel structure, you need to recruit more Chinese people for me to train." Sean said slowly.

"Ah? Of course there is no problem, but why?" Katzenberg couldn't understand.

"Those Chinese have lower salary requirements and are willing to work overtime without having to pay overtime pay. Isn't this important enough?" Sean said and looked at the others, "And you, my money too... you must learn to save for the boss.

Every penny."

A group of people in the room looked at Sean with eyes filled with...

admire!

At least that's what Sean thinks.

"I know the Chinese very well. First, racial discrimination is not allowed in the company. Second, the benefits can be appropriately higher for the Chinese. Third, the company can arrange better educational resources for their children, so that they will have long-term and long-lasting benefits."

Work hard and without complaint.”

Everyone nodded quickly: You have finally understood the methods of the capitalists.

"One last thing, when will the filming of your mermaid be completed?" Sean looked at Katzenberg.

"About, maybe more than a year."

"Are there any other filming plans?"

Katzenberg glanced at Sean and had an idea, "There is no good choice yet. Can the boss help arrange it?"

He had to start the animation team from scratch. There were not many professional niche talents in Hollywood, and Katzenberg didn't have much time to worry about anything else.

"Then I will arrange two more movies. We will discuss this later." Sean glanced at Katzenberg approvingly, "The distribution issues must also be completed as soon as possible."

"I see."

Behind him is Bell, the person in charge of the steel plant. The steel plant has not yet been completed, but the raw material scrap iron needs to be stored. The electric furnace cannot be stopped after all the electric furnaces are loaded. He is here to ask questions.

Sean told Bell that New Jersey was already stocking up, New York City and New York State would soon get it done, and Delaware just had to sign the contract.

Later he will initiate some connections to secure Pennsylvania.

Then he successively dealt with matters related to construction companies, transportation companies, etc., and finally ended up with Peter Chernin.

This is also the reason why Sean came back in a hurry.

"That son of a bitch Murdoch must be negotiating with other local TV stations to activate your relationship. I will ask the consulting company to cooperate with you and I will find out as soon as possible."

"Also, inform the media in the capital and I will go to them to sign the contract tomorrow!!"

"Murdoch said privately that he will go whenever you go!" Peter Chernin said with a corner of his mouth.

"pretty!!"