Chapter 1236 a Trap

Three consecutive sentences of "special" are enough to prove Li Feng's anger at the moment.

Barron Albert can guess without mentioning Li Feng that his so-called "normal performance" is nothing more than a Chinese movie, and it is normal for a Chinese movie to have a low box office in the United States, but a high box office is abnormal. .

This is a negative impression left by the achievements of Chinese films released in the United States in the past.

But if it didn't work in the past, it means it can't work now, so why use the previous results to judge the present?

If other movies can't do it, does that mean it can't do it?

Bullshit!

Barron Albert felt Li Feng's anger, and immediately frowned and said: "Mr. Li, please control your emotions. This is Mi, LSJ, and my home."

Li Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and said slightly mockingly, "Mr. Barron, there is something I want to remind you of."

Barron Albert frowned slightly: "What?"

Li Feng leaned forward and said with a sense of oppression, "Wherever I go, it's my home court."

Barron Albert's mouth opened slightly, his face stunned!

After a long while, he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Mr. Li, I didn't know that Chinese people could be so humorous before I met you."

"Hahaha, hahahaha, humorous, really humorous, I'm dying of laughter." Jim Albert laughed as if he had heard the best joke in the world.

The gang of bodyguards also followed his example and began to laugh. The laughter came one after another, and the atmosphere in the field was very happy.

At this moment, Li Feng suddenly leaned over and took a breath.

"boom"

The fire that had been extinguished before was burning again.

The bodyguards who were laughing quickly stopped laughing, hurriedly carrying buckets and fire extinguishers to put out the fire...

When the fire was completely extinguished, they glanced at Li Feng resentfully.

Who the hell is this guy who can set things on fire with just one breath, magician? Where are the props, I haven't seen him prepare the props in advance?

Thinking about it this way, it really is his home ground no matter where he goes!

"We have an old saying in China that 'gouhuan has no good things', so don't be too arrogant, it's easy to cause problems." Li Feng sat up straight and shrugged.

Barron Albert took a deep breath and sneered: "Li Feng, I advise you again, tear up the IOU, and return to China. Maybe HN Pictures will cooperate with Shengtang Entertainment again."

Li Feng looked stunned: "Are you... threatening me?"

"If you think it's a threat, then so be it." Barron Albert said with a playful smile, "After all, many Chinese film companies want to cooperate with HN Pictures, and there is one less prosperous Tang Dynasty. Entertainment is nothing."

"Is that so..." Li Feng rubbed his chin and thought about it.

Frankly speaking, he must continue to cooperate with HN Films. This is the requirement of the "Titanic" mission, so he has only one choice left - to change HN Films as a major shareholder.

Upon seeing this, both Albert and his son were secretly complacent. Seeing that, Li Feng was nervous. He was afraid that HN Pictures would no longer cooperate with Shengtang Entertainment.

Then, should Li Feng admit his cowardice? Oh, stupid Chinese people.

"Mr. Jim, you lost $300 million to me last night, right?" Li Feng looked at Jim Albert and asked.

Jim Albert: "???God is 300 million, obviously 200 million!"

"That's not right, the IOU clearly says 300 million." Li Feng took out the IOU and glanced at it, then shook his head and said, "Oh, I misread it."

Jim Albert sneered: "Li Feng,

You should see an ophthalmologist..."

"Not only 300 million, but also all your shares in HN. I'm curious, how many shares of HN Pictures do you have? It's not interesting if it is less than 1%." Li Feng said.

Jim Albert: "???"

Barron Albert: "???"

No... What a 300 million plus HN Films shares, can you exaggerate a little more?

"Why do you have this expression?" Li Feng was a little surprised: "The IOU was handwritten by Mr. Jim himself. You should know the content of the IOU best. Ah... Mr. Jim, you didn't tell the truth to Mr. Barron?"

Jim Albert was furious: "Who didn't tell the truth, how can I not know what I wrote?"

"Then look at it again." Li Feng got up and walked in front of the two of them, placing the IOU in front of them.

Jim Albert snorted disdainfully, looked at it, and saw a sneer on his face, which was replaced by shock: "Damn, what's going on?"

"Jim, you have disappointed me so much!" Barron Albert snorted coldly, his face sinking.

He had already seen it clearly. It was clearly written in black and white on the IOU, and it really owed Li Feng $300 million plus all the shares of HN Pictures held by Jim.

This handwriting is indeed Jim's, at least 95% similar. If it is forged by Li Feng, it can only be identified by a professional handwriting identification agency.

Of course...he won't do a handwriting appraisal, because it's unnecessary, this IOU is a piece of waste paper to him, even if it's true, he can still ask Jim to give all the shares of HN Pictures to Li Feng?

Jim was a little flustered: "Daddy, this really wasn't written by me, I..."

"Is it meaningful what you wrote?" Barron Albert sighed and took this opportunity to teach: "Remember this lesson, and next time you meet someone you don't know well, try to understand him first. Clear."

"Yes, Daddy." Jim bowed his head and accepted Daddy's education.

"$300 million plus shares on the IOU, and 50% of the real gross box office minus operating costs, that's what I'm taking from you today."

"I'll give you 10 minutes to prepare, and when the time is up, if I don't get what I'm supposed to get, the consequences will be serious."

Li Feng put away the IOU, leaned on the sofa and lit a cigarette again.

Barron Albert laughed angrily: "Mr. Li, do you think you are a martial arts expert and can do whatever you want?"

"Huh?" Li Feng raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "Do you know that I am a martial arts expert?"

"Surprise?" Barron Albert smiled playfully: "My next words may surprise you even more."

"Please speak." Li Feng shrugged.

Barron Albert imitated Li Feng just now, leaned forward, and said oppressively, "Mr. Marcus Sapir and I are good friends."

Li Feng's face changed dramatically: "What?!"

Li Feng's reaction made Barron Albert very satisfied: "I'm sorry to scare you, but it's the truth. Now, let's have Mr. Marcus Sapier and Mr. Kevin Robert on stage!"

"Kevin Robert?" Li Feng frowned slightly.

"Why, do you also know Mr. Kevin?" Barron Albert was a little surprised.

Li Feng shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't heard of it, no name?"

Albert and Son: "..."

At this moment, Marcus Sapir walked out of a bedroom on the second floor with a middle-aged man.