"Did you see him?" Alan stretched out his hand and pointed to Hugh Grant standing by the swimming pool to Rex.

"You will bring someone with you later, let him try it himself, and let Siphis arrange it for you."

Allen was too lazy to explain this kind of thing. The real people were here, and if they couldn't act well under this situation, then they would be useless.

…

Siphis was a little overwhelmed, so he ran to talk to the medical team. Although Alan didn't care, Siphis still didn't want to be so brutal, so he tried to be as frugal as possible.

He waved at Grant and said, "Grant, you will be filming seriously in a while, don't be afraid, our first aid facilities are very complete, and the one who is here to rehearse with you this time is a professional stand-in, don't worry."

Hugh Grant looked suspiciously at the plump man with a dull look in his eyes. The man's skin color was a little strange. He might be an Asian, but he looked like he hadn't seen the sun for a long time. His skin was a sickly white.

This must be a professional stuntman. After all, he has been in the industry for so long, but has never seen such a professional rehearsal stuntman. He feels a little impressed.

"Okay Mr. Siphis, don't worry."

Grant secretly clenched his right hand. This is for real. Since they are professional stuntmen and the first aid facilities are complete, let's do it!

All for the art of film!

…

Alan stood by the swimming pool with his arms folded, watching the camera crew making the final arrangements.

The actor of "Adulterer No. N" put on diving goggles, ready to go into the water to observe and learn while Grant "rehearses".

The Korean man received Rex's request, which was to cooperate with the filming. If he performed well, he might even be released. So he just stayed in the swimming pool obediently, staring blankly at the cameras around him and the crew members who were watching.

He didn't know what kind of scene would await him next.

…

With a soft sound of hitting the board, Grant did not hesitate. He grabbed the Korean's neck from behind, used his right hand to assist with his left hand, and forced the Korean into the swimming pool.

Alan couldn't see what was going on underwater, but the Koreans were splashing around and it looked lively, as if the water in the swimming pool was boiling.

No one shouted to stop, so the two people in the swimming pool, one was conducting a brutal experiment while the other was struggling to survive. The sound of the water splashing was particularly harsh at the scene.

…

"good!"

With an excited shout from the photographer, this "rehearsal" was perfect.

Several staff members who had been prepared jumped into the swimming pool, some tried to pull Grant, and some tried to pull the Korean.

Alan took a few steps back and did not disturb the rescue work on the scene.

After waiting for a long time, Siphis approached Allen cautiously and whispered, "Master... I think he's dying."

"Oh? So dedicated? Just take it away, pretend it's a rescue, and say it's nothing serious. Don't put any psychological burden on the actors."

Allen doesn't care about the loss of one Korean at all. There are still so many in London, which are inexhaustible. This method of filming is indeed very effective and can be vigorously developed in the future.

…

Several strong men in white coats, carrying a stretcher and applying instruments, carried away the Korean man who looked like he had fainted in a very formal manner.

Waving his hand, Allen signaled the crew to strike while the iron was hot and quickly replace people to continue filming.

…

A few days ago, Hut sent Allen's letter to Charles. After waiting for a whole week, he still didn't receive a reply from Charles, but he received a reply from Patrice.

Taking advantage of the crew's break, Patrice took the small stool handed to him by the servant, sat next to Alan's recliner, raised his index and middle fingers with a proud look on his face, and made a victory gesture to Alan.

"Has the funding been finalized?"

Looking at the smug look on this old guy's face, it seems that the funds for the Japanese people to invest in the film have been finalized.

"Master, you guessed it right, this number!"

Patrice shook two fingers emphatically.

"Tsk... two million?"

It's only two million pounds, not too much, but not too little either.

"It's not two million, Master...it's this!"

Patrice continued shaking two fingers, and in Alan's somewhat doubtful eyes, he whispered: "It's 20 million pounds! These islanders are really rich. They said it was too little... They were afraid of humiliating your status, young master!"

"Twenty million?! Pounds?!"

Holy shit…

Alan was a little surprised. He had used all sorts of excuses to increase the budget of the film to 20 million pounds, and he had to do it secretly without announcing it to the public. Allen felt that he had been exaggerating enough.

But today…

Unexpectedly, the Japanese people taught him a solid lesson again.

The cost is 20 million pounds!

"What did you say?"

Alan really couldn't understand how Patrice got so much money?

"Uh... I didn't say much. I just told them about my resume and slightly exaggerated your influence. They really don't know anything about movies. I told them that we are a professional team and they don't need to interfere. All they need to do is give them money!"

"Is it that simple?"

“It’s that simple!”

The two asked and answered each other, and Alan's question even made Patrice feel a little aggrieved. Isn't it good to have more?

If you encounter a fat sheep, don’t kill it. What are you waiting for?

…

Alan reached out and took the cigarette box from the coffee table next to the recliner and took out a cigarette. Patrice quickly got up and lit it for Alan.

Took a deep puff of cigarette.

For the first time, Allen felt that making money was so easy.

I knew they were rich, but I didn’t expect they were so rich!

This is 20 million pounds, and you took it out without blinking an eye? !

Allen is now eager to finish this movie and make another one as soon as possible.

The next one will be a science fiction film, increase the budget, and ask for money!

One hundred million, no... two hundred million, let’s see if they will give it!

After flicking the ash off his cigarette, Alan calmed down and denied his own thoughts.

It's too obvious to do this. People don't understand, but they are not really stupid.

We still have to set up the framework of the film and television company first. Even if it is an empty shell, we can attract Japanese people to come in and invest. This is the big deal!

By then, won’t it be the price he says?

There are less than three months left until October, so we need to hurry up and make plans.

Thinking of this, Alan put out his cigarette, stood up and ordered: "Notify everyone to call it a day! I'm going back to the manor now to tell Monica that I'll send someone to pick her up in the evening."

After leaving a quick message, Alan called Patrice and turned to leave.

…

"Master...what are you doing?"

When Hut was called to the study by Allen, he was a little puzzled. In the past few days, his young master had been working diligently on the set during the day and did not go home until night. What happened today?

Are you back so early?

It doesn’t look like the filming has been completed.

"There is something urgent. Please write it down and help me with some advice."

One only regrets not having enough people when he needs them. Old Carl is in the United States, and it is definitely too late to discuss things with him now. Among the elderly people in the family, the only one who can help Allen find and fill in the gaps is the butler Hut.

…

"Okay, Master, you go ahead!"

Seeing that Alan was rarely so serious, Hut did not dare to delay. He took out his single-sided glasses from his pocket and put them on, picked up the notebook, and looked at Alan seriously.

"Patrice came back today and got investment for a new movie from the Japanese. A total of... 20 million pounds!"

"hiss……"

When Hut heard the number, he also took a deep breath.

"Their original purpose was to acquire a large, influential film and television company. Now, seeing their financial strength, I am ready to intervene. Why don't we create a film and television company ourselves and sell it to the Japanese!"

"This... Master, how are you going to do this?"

When it comes to this kind of business, that's not Huth's strong suit.

…

"Well... this is what I'm thinking. Take out two million and ask people to go to other countries in the Commonwealth to buy some small film and television shell companies. I want quantity, not quality. Buy dozens of film and television companies and buy some cheap copyrights of bad movies. Then we can reorganize them in the UK and create a new, large multinational film and television company. Do you think this method is feasible?"

Alan knocked on the table. Although the Japanese didn't understand, Alan was still very cautious. If he was going to cheat someone out of money, he should at least pretend, right?

Apart from anything else, a large multinational film and television company with subsidiaries in dozens of countries, doesn’t that sound impressive?

To acquire such a large multinational film and television company, would it be a little more expensive?

What's more, the boss is Mr. Allen.

…

"this……"

Hu Te didn't know what to say for a while. This kind of thing seemed unreliable at first, but... as long as it was done covertly, it seemed that it was not impossible. The main reason was that the acquirer didn't understand it!

Before the emergence of Internet companies, the film and television industry was the sector with the most serious bubble.

The valuations of many film and television companies are very inflated!

Take movies for example, what is the copyright value of a film or TV work?

Who can explain it clearly?

Take Allen’s last film for example, he insisted that the copyright of that film was worth 100 million pounds. Who could refute him?

Whether someone really spends 100 million pounds to buy it is one thing, but whether it is worth it is entirely up to him to decide. If you think it is too expensive, you don’t have to buy it.

…

The moisture content here is very, very high!

Highly operable.

"Young Master, what you mean is that we purchase the copyrights of some bad movies from various regions, distribute them to each shell company, raise the price of each subsidiary on a small scale, and finally add them together to achieve the goal of raising the price on a large scale?!"

"Yes, and we have to act quickly. Before the end of the year, or to be more precise, before October. I need a large amount of liquid funds. This is our chance!"

Hut and Allen looked at each other. It was rare for the young master to be so motivated. They nodded and wrote down the key points of what the young master said today in their notebooks.

"I understand, young master. I'll go find someone to arrange it in a moment."

"Okay! Call Karl later and ask him to find the information I need as soon as possible."

"OK!"

…

With this little episode involving the Japanese people, Alan's plan was instantly disrupted.

Originally...

He also plans to spend a little money to buy up some old production lines in the United States before the end of the year, and then move these production lines to China and develop them slowly.

But now with the sponsorship fee from the Japanese people, Allen plans to cut some meat from them first.

In this way, with sufficient funds in hand, you can operate better and try to take a look at industries that you had not planned to enter before.

…

In the flickering candlelight, in the hall outside Alan's bedroom, on the small dining table, Monica took a bite of food, raised her head and glanced at Alan who was sitting opposite her. When she saw him looking at her, she quickly lowered her head and continued eating.

Since the last "play talk", Monica discovered that Alan at ordinary times and Alan at certain times were like completely different people.

It was particularly wild and she couldn't stand it.

The main reason was that Alan played too excitingly, which made her feel uncomfortable.

But she didn't want to reject Allen directly, and was even afraid that Allen would get angry if she rejected him.

But the more she was secretive and half-hearted, the more excited Alan became.

Today was the first time that Alan brought Monica home for dinner since they met, and it was a candlelight dinner in such a private space.

As time went by, the atmosphere at the dinner table slowly changed a little bit.

When Monica lowered her head to eat, she always felt Alan's gaze moving over her. It was like a real gaze that even made her nose feel a little itchy.

"Alan... let's not go to the set to play anymore, okay... I..."

Monica pleaded pitifully.

"Oh...you don't like it?"

Alan stood up and changed his position, from across from Monica to next to her, and gently pulled Monica against him.

"I don't really like being on the set, that way..."

Speaking of this, although she said she didn't like it, Monica thought back to the tricks Allen had played on her on the set recently, and she felt her body was a little out of control.

…

Alan played with Monica's left earlobe with his right hand and lowered his head to sniff her hair.

A fresh scent of shampoo.

Monica is not yet 23 years old. At this age, she is far from having the maturity of a mature woman.

All she has is the wildness of a young girl. If she doesn't wear the heavy makeup of the European and American style, from certain angles, Monica now looks a bit like a famous vase in the future - Megan Fox.

The main thing is that Monica now has the temperament of a good wife.

Every time Allen bullied her, her willingness to resist but also to fight back, even lowering her voice and frowning as if not daring to shout, pleased Allen greatly.

Although Alan always felt a little guilty after playing, as soon as his sage time was over and he saw Monica again, he would feel itchy again.

Now, her seemingly pitiful act of begging for mercy not only failed to win any sympathy from Alan, but instead reminded Alan of some more perverted ways of playing.

"Okay... I'm at my house tonight, you won't be scared this time, right?"

Saying comforting words, Alan took Monica's hand, slowly stood up and walked towards the bedroom.