Sanders picked up the passbook and looked at the number on it, with greed in his eyes. $8,500 was definitely a huge sum of money in that era.

The annual income of an average person is only about 2,000 US dollars.

Sanders' eyes moved, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He threw the passbook on the table and said with a smile: "You can save so much money in just over a year. Could it be that you have found a sponsor to support you? Congratulations."

Marissa took the passbook in her hand, squeezed it tightly and said, "I will give you the remaining $1,500 as soon as possible. I just want to cancel the contract."

"Hehe, if you want to terminate the contract, it's not just $1,500. That amount of money is far from enough." Sanders said.

Marissa was stunned.

"What do you mean? Isn't the penalty in the contract only 10,000 yuan?!"

Sanders curled his lips and smiled evilly, "It's not ten thousand yuan, you must have seen it wrong."

As he said this, he walked to the safe, opened it, took out a file bag, and pulled out a contract from it.

“It says here that it’s 100,000 yuan.”

As he said this, he waved the contract in front of Marissa.

Marissa saw the long string of numbers in the amount section. It was indeed 100,000 US dollars. Her face turned pale instantly.

"How could it be 100,000? It's obviously 10,000. I still have a contract in my hand." Marissa shouted excitedly.

Sanders chuckled a few times, walked up to Marissa, and said with a tone of boasting: "You signed three contracts at the beginning, and you only looked at the top one. The one I gave you was indeed for 10,000 yuan, but the remaining two were for 100,000 yuan. You signed without even reading them. You are really a lovely and innocent girl, hahahaha."

"I also have a contract in my hand. I may not lose the lawsuit to you!"

Marissa gritted her teeth and said that she had come into contact with many people and things in the past year and had grown a lot. She would not be intimidated by Sanders' words.

"If you go to court, haha, you will definitely lose. I have a copy here, and there is another copy at the contract notary office. Both have 100,000 yuan. Even if you go to court, I will definitely be the winner. Little girl, you are still too naive."

"You are a greedy rogue!"

"Haha, so what? I have a contract in my hand." Sanders looked proud.

Marissa became furious. Looking at the contract dangling in Sanders' hand, she reached out to grab it like crazy.

Sanders had been on guard against Marissa and moved much faster than her. He quickly withdrew his hand and hid the contract behind his body. With his other hand, he grabbed Marissa's slender neck and pushed her against the wall.

“Bang~!”

The back of Marissa's head hit the wall hard.

The collision made her dizzy.

Sanders grabbed Marissa's neck and pressed her against the wall. He leaned forward, stared at the woman with ferocious eyes, and roared:

"Bitch, don't try to escape from me. I'll give you a chance. Go get $100,000 from your sponsor, or you'll never leave."

"Go back and beg your big money man. Kneel before him and serve him attentively. Let him play with you a few more times. I believe you still have a chance. Hahahaha~~"

Sanders used his hands so hard that Marissa couldn't breathe and her face turned red.

“Bang~!”

In a desperate situation.

Marissa raised her leg and kicked Sanders in the lower body.

Sanders cried out in pain and jumped out.

Marissa saw her chance and turned and ran out.

Sanders cursed from behind.

"Marisa, you stinky bitch, I won't let you escape from my hands easily unless you bring me 100,000 yuan."

Marissa staggered down the stairs and quickly rushed to the street. This was her third time to escape from here in such a desperate manner.

She waved to stop a taxi, opened the door, rushed into the car, and asked the driver to drive quickly. Only after the taxi drove away for some distance did Marissa feel a little safer.

Although she was safe, Marissa's heart sank to the bottom.

Only now did she realize that the damned Sanders, that devil, had deceived her not once, but twice.

He even tampered with the contract.

That bastard wanted to completely drain himself.

100,000 US dollars.

This amount of money is an astronomical figure for her.

How could she possibly come up with $100,000?

After returning home,

Looking at the bruises and scratches on her neck in the mirror and thinking about what had just happened, Marissa couldn't help but burst into tears.

......

Hardy came to Siegel's manor, and Siegel invited Hardy to have breakfast together. After breakfast, the two took a car to the film company.

noah's ark films.

At this time, Hollywood was developing rapidly, and film companies were springing up like mushrooms after rain. Many of them were shell companies. It cost tens of dollars to register a company, and after scraping together a few thousand dollars and renting a machine, one could start shooting a movie.

Noah's Ark cannot be compared with the eight major film studios in Hollywood, but among the thousands of film studios in Hollywood, it is definitely at the top.

Have your own office building.

We have the film production department, performing arts department, marketing department, finance department, administration department, and legal department.

We have our own contracted actors, directors and scriptwriters.

A full range of equipment,

Fully capable of making a movie independently.

And the right to issue.

Judging from these conditions, Noah's Ark is already quite powerful, surpassing most film companies.

But for Siegel, the film company was just a tool for him to enter the upper class, because since he took over the film company, it has never made any money from him and has to give some money every year.

Seeing the boss coming, General Manager Cohen brought people out to greet him.

"Let me introduce you to my new assistant, Jon Hardy. Cohen, call the company's management over and make the announcement to them."

Siegel pointed at Hardy and said.

Cohen looked at Hardy and smiled, "Hello, Mr. Hardy," and extended his hand.

"Hello, Manager Cohen. Nice to meet you." Hardy shook hands politely.

After calling a management meeting and introducing Hardy, Siegel asked about the company's business situation. Cohen said, "We are currently planning to shoot a western-themed movie. The screenwriter has already prepared a draft of the script. It is a story about three friends who discover a gold mine and compete with each other."

"Are you sure this movie can make money?" Siegel asked Cohen.

"Oh~~The screenwriter team said the story is very good, and the director team said the film is full of human conflicts and should be very ideological," said Cohen.

Hardy was sitting nearby, his eyebrows raised as he listened.

If a movie talks about human nature and ideological heights all the time, it will basically have no chance of box office success. How many movies in history have achieved both ideological heights and box office success? Obviously, with the strength of people like Noah's Ark, they are probably not capable of producing such a classic movie.

"How much money is expected to be needed?" Siegel asked.

"The preliminary estimate of the filming cost is 700,000 US dollars, and the company can only come up with 150,000 now. What do you think, Mr. Siegel?" Cohen looked at Siegel and asked.

What he meant was to ask Siegel if he wanted to invest money.

Siegel's biggest idea now is to build a Las Vegas casino. He is short of money, so how can he have any spare money to invest in movies?

"I don't plan to invest in this movie, so just follow the normal process." Siegel said lightly.

"Okay, then I'll contact other film companies and see if I can get investment," Cohen said quickly.

After saying this, Siegel prepared to leave the film company. When he left, he told Hardy that he would be going to Las Vegas during this period and to call him if he had any questions.

After Siegel left, Cohen and other department heads exchanged a few words with Hardy. After they got to know each other, Cohen took Hardy to an office.

"Hardy, this is the office of the chairman's assistant. You will work here from now on." Cohen said with a smile.

"Thank you, General Manager. You can call me Jon from now on," said Hardy.

"Then let's cooperate more."

“More cooperation!”