115 A Blockbuster (2/2)
”Dammit, let me ask you, are you serious?” Robert's fingers were trembling. He couldn't even hold onto his phone.
It was not because he was afraid, but rather he was excited.
He was an adventurer at heart. If he were to really be successful, then the ”small” firearm merchant could make history.
Of course, he didn't really care about the reputation. The key was still the profit involved. He had a feeling that if he could establish a connection with ”the force” behind Jiang Chen, his return would far exceed his previous total earning!
”That's right. I think you should ask for a break from your friend Laurence. I don't want the FBA to be involved again.” The tone sounded light.
”Of course, I'll think about it. Hehe, it is getting me excited.” His fingered constantly rubbed the phone as there was clear excitement in his eyes.
”I don't care if you are excited or not, I want results. Let me be clear. This ”movie” can only be shot once, you have to consider it carefully,” Jiang Chen said slowly.
”Trust me, as a renowned producer in Hollywood, I, Robert, will make you extremely satisfied with my script.”
”Mhmm, I'll have to take your word for it then,” Jiang Chen said casually and then hung up the phone.
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There were already people waiting at the airport exit.
Beside a limited edition black Mercedez Benz was a middle-aged white man with a beer belly, constantly checking his watch.
He made the loose suit look rather tight. Beside him, an Asian stood there, appearing to be his bodyguard.
On another note, in this small country with only a population of twenty thousand, the entire military was only 100 people. They occasionally had to play the role of police as well.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up as he saw Robert and Johnny walk out.
”Oh, Mr. Robert, you are finally here! Haha, is this Johnny?” The white man opened his arms and greeted Robert with an amiable smile. He also looked excitedly at the Irish next to Robert.
”Sh*t, is he gay?” Johnny asked Robert with his voice lowered.
”Shut up, dumb*ss. The shooting already started,” Robert moved his head and cursed, but immediately changed into a smiling expression and walked up to the man.
”That's right. This is Johnny, a billionaire from Los Santos.” Just like old friends that haven't seen each other for years, they hugged each other and backed away. Robert turned around to look at Johnny, ”This is Pannu Island's president - Edward. British descendant, basically from your hometown. Also, acts as the finance minister, and...”
From your hometown was said full of malicious intent.
”As well as generally, my friend.” Edward courteously shook Johnny's hand and shook it furiously. His face did not have any disdain for Irish people like usual Britains do.
The reason why he would display this expression was purely due to what Robert had said. This Johnny guy was an Irish billionaire from Los Santos. No one had invested in Pannu island for a long time, there was finally a billionaire, so this fake Emperor did everything to please him.
As to being Irish? Who cared? He only cares about the bills printed with Franklins.
After some small talk, the president invited them to get on his luxury vehicle, and personally drove them to the mansion - Robert purchased it two days ago under Johnny's name. It was worth half a million USD.
”Dammit. President, the finance minister, general... what is he not?” Seated on the comfortable sofa, Johnny counted his fingers.
”And supreme court judge, education minister? He would not take any positions without benefits. Don't worry about it, do a good job on what I told you to do.” Robert took a bottle of Whisky from the fridge, put it on the table, and pour himself a cup.
”Nice, these is booze.” Johnny excited grabbed it and poured himself a cup as well.
Robert glanced at the alcoholic that gulped down the entire cup as he took a sip. Then he said, ”There is a banquet tomorrow night, the local influentials will all be attending. Come with me, and I'll teach you what to do. The day after is an investing tour. You'll spend two million USD investing in a cargo port on the main island. Learn from me, see how I am stuffing the money, and establish a relationship with the officials,”
Robert continued.
”Also, not long after that there will a Han merchant contacting you. He is an old friend of mine. He is currently in the food processing business, help him a little, I don't think I need to teach you more.”
”Gulp-.” Okay, Roger. Speaking of filming, where is the cameraman? Buddy, we are shooting a movie right?” Johnny burped with the cup in his hand. In a few minutes, who knows how many shots he had taken already.
”Yes, we are filming a movie. This is the newest filming technique. You'll be part of history. Don't forget to build a statue for yourself in the city center, and the film team will do a special shot of it.” Robert resisted the urge to laugh as he took another sip of the whiskey.
”Mhmm, in this case, I only need to spend money?” Johnny chuckled as he poured himself another cup, ”This is a great job, what's the name of our movie again?”
”<A Billionaire in the Slum>. Don't forget the piece that will make you famous. It's not only about spending money, but you also have to act as cocky, arrogant, and unbearable as possible. Such as cheating on the neighbor's wife, seducing the woman in town, just do everything you wanted to do Los Santos... Be yourself. Do a good job. If the reception is good, then there will be sequels.” Robert leaned against the sofa as he mockingly looked into drunken eyes.
”Burp-, sequels? What's the name?”
Just as he finish the sentence, he dropped the cup and fell asleep.
”What's the name? <A kingdom's destruction>, idiot,” Robert continued to mocked and put down the Whisky in his hands.
Alcohol, it's better to just have a taste.