Chapter 472: One person is unlucky? Why not everyone be unlucky together?

As time goes by, The Wandering Earth continues to bombard countless theaters and moviegoers in China and South Korea, and its publicity and promotion in the United States has also become increasingly forceful and large-scale.

In a medium-sized villa in Los Angeles, Nicholas was sleeping soundly on the big bed when he suddenly woke up. Then he saw that the light in his bedroom was on, and the quilt on the bed was pulled away. Three black and white men in masks were holding cameras and taking pictures of him and a lady in super cool clothes.

Nicholas is one of the judges of this year's Academy Awards, but he cannot be the chairman or anything like that. He still needs to wait a few more years to accumulate the qualifications before he can try to become the chairman.

Even so, there are still crews or capitals that continue to work hard to win awards, such as sending young and beautiful girls back to take care of this kind-hearted old man who may not even have freedom to go to the toilet.

The beauty came with the check.

Nicholas certainly felt that the more kind-hearted the crew was, the better. After all, for these old men in their fifties and sixties to eat well and sleep soundly, didn't they rely on offerings from below?
Looking at the masked man who was still taking photos with the flash, Nicholas got up from the bed angrily and said, "God damn it, get out of here..."

Before Nicholas could finish his words, a young white man wearing a mask took out a short weapon and pointed it at him. Nicholas immediately raised his hands and said, "Everyone, we can talk about anything. There's no need to be so aggressive. I'm just an ordinary old man."

During the conversation, a beautiful red-haired girl was also awakened. Before she could scream or anything, the white man with a gun walked over and knocked her out with a knife.

The masked black man continued to take pictures and scratched his head, "Boss, I feel that some hot photos are not a big threat to these guys. How about taking some medicine and taking some photos of this old man interacting harmoniously with a sow or a goat?"

"I feel like those would be more explosive than this."

White people with guns, "..."

Nicholas, "..."

Before the masked black man could continue, Nicholas hurriedly said, "What do you want? Money? Or a beauty... You can use this bitch as you like. Don't be polite. I can help you keep watch."

The white man with the gun coughed violently, and Nicholas was glared at so hard that he dared not say anything, and then smiled awkwardly.

Another white man in a mask nodded and said, "I also think that ordinary boat photos are not threatening. I heard that those big shots have a lot of fun and are not ashamed but proud of being photographed."

"Why don't we just inject him with HIV-infected blood? If he obeys, we can't cure his HIV, but we can guarantee that we won't harm his two sons. I heard that your sons aren't good people either."

Nicholas Khan came down, "Everyone, what do you want? Tell me."

He wasn't sure if the other party was simply threatening or intimidating him, but he was really scared when they kept arranging for goats or HIV.

The white man with the gun thought for a few seconds and said, "I think using HIV is better than taking photos. Wait for me to make a call."

After saying that, he took out his cell phone and dialed a number. They had a brief conversation. A few minutes later, a young man with a cigar in his mouth walked in. He was not wearing a mask and showed his face.

Nicholas looked at the other person in shock, "You...I seem to know you."

The young man was happy, exhaling smoke and nodding, "I am very happy to visit you late at night, Mr. Nicholas. I hope to let Mr. Nicholas cast a precious vote for a certain movie at this year's Academy Awards. Don't worry, as long as you promise tonight's photos, including the threat of HIV disease blood will not appear."

"Just think of it as a dream. If you don't agree, don't blame us for taking action against your entire family. We said we would reunite you, so we will reunite your family."

Nicholas was shocked again and said incredulously, "You are Hunter from Disney? Damn it, Hunter, are you that serious?"

Is this person still from the circle?

Disney is not only a global group, famous for its Disney theme parks, but it is also one of the major studios in Hollywood. It produces and distributes its own films and has set up several film groups.

Disney is also a major shareholder in ABC, the largest broadcasting company in the United States, with 200 affiliated TV stations. It is a standard media giant and overlord of the film and television industry.

Disney's assets are not controlled by only one family. Hunter is a young talent from one of the big families behind Disney. He is a backbone of the new generation and is the leader of a department in a large group. He has considerable financial and personnel power.

Hollywood has become so reckless that it even dares to cheat Wall Street of its money. Behind each of the major film studios are various conglomerate families.

Disney is awesome, but Fox has News Corporation behind it, Universal has a giant like China Mobile behind it, and Columbia has Sony behind it...

wait wait wait.

No one is afraid of anyone.

So when Nicholas finally recognized who Hunter was and what he was doing, he thought it was very confusing. It was bad enough that you took nude photos of me, but you also threatened me with sows and goats, and then HIV, just to get me to vote for a certain movie?

Fuck is a plant. We are all in the same circle. When did the competition for awards turn to this kind of tactics?

Hunter took another puff of his cigar, walked over to the naked Nicholas and exhaled the smoke, "Can you vote for Train to Busan for the Best Foreign Language Film at this year's Academy Awards? Okay, I'll send someone to keep an eye on your two sons 24 hours a day and keep them from doing anything."

"No, your whole family is on the road. At worst, I can go with you. Give me a response."

When he said this, Hunter's eyes turned bloodshot.

He was also wronged. He just heard that Wang Chengguang, Nancy and Zhou Wenwen, three newly rising big directors, were coming to compete for the awards, so he arranged a group of wild wolves to take over the other party's Nan's special effects industry and use it to add luster to the Disney Kingdom.

Then...it was quite sudden.

Hunter was the one who was summoned back by divine power last night after he failed to escape with the camera. He was the first one to shout "My Lord" and convert.

Nicholas was confused again, incredulous, "Train to Busan?"

Hunter smiled and said, "I have someone bring the goat here. You will take the medicine later. This is just to liven things up. It is also for your own good that we are letting you invest in Train to Busan. We at Disney are about to acquire Nan's Special Effects Industry, which will become nutrients for the Disney Kingdom."

"First, we used Train to Busan to pave the way, and then there was the example of The Wandering Earth. When Disney announced that it held 100% of Nanshi Special Effects, the market value soared by more than a few points."

"Can you do it?"

Hunter is also in a difficult situation. Even if these guys have to do what they have to do if he threatens the judges in this way, they will definitely be jealous in their hearts, including spreading news to discredit Train to Busan, Wang Chengguang, Nancy and others.

Then he can only tell a white lie and say that this is paving the way for Disney's market value to rise. At least what he said makes sense on the surface.

Judges like Nicholas would not be hostile to Train to Busan and Director Wang even if they voted.

I will only hate Hunter.

But Hunter was afraid of resentment? After watching that hellish movie in broad daylight last night, he was still afraid of the jury's resentment.

The elite men he hired were all retired top special forces killers, bodyguards, etc. They were totally not on the same level as those thugs in the Wild Wolf Gang.

Nicholas looked at Hunter, whose face was flushed, and swallowed his saliva in a hurry. "Okay, I vote, but Mr. Hunter, I drank champagne with you at the celebration banquet. It doesn't matter if you take nude photos of me, but you can also take photos of me and her exercising."

"Goat...why not just forget it?"

Hunter sneered femininely, "Of course not."

Hunter is one of the heirs of a prestigious financial group and an outstanding role model in the big family. In the Eastern Wasteland of The Great Ruler, he is roughly equivalent to the candidate for the Son of Heaven in the Holy Land.

He went out to rob something but ended up robbing God, and was also shown all kinds of hell scenes, hundreds of years of criminal law, etc. Think about the first half of his life... Before meeting Director Wang, if he had followed the words that were said in the tomb-sweeping Easter eggs in Wang's movies?
He will also be punished after death.

He's already in this state and has hit such a wall, so it would be better for everyone to suffer together.

After being killed by God yesterday, the other party said before leaving that they could live if they won the award in Train to Busan, but if they didn’t win, they would die? No, death is not the final destination.

The world after death is actually a terrifying beginning!!

after a while.

The sound of sheep bleating could be heard in Nicholas' villa. Hunter stood in the garden smoking a cigar and drinking red wine. A black man in a mask came out and took off his mask. "Boss, whose house are we going to next?"

Hunter nodded, "Go find Old Sam, and find a donkey before you go."

The black man was stunned for a few seconds, "Male or female?"

He feels that his brain is more flexible. You see, the big boss who hired their mercenary group can act independently.

Hunter looked at the other person speechlessly and said, "Forget it, since you've asked, let's do it together, male and female."

The black man immediately rubbed his hands excitedly, "Boss, rest assured, leave it to me, you just wait to watch the big movie."

…………

On the same evening of February 2th.

Wang Chengguang led Nancy out of a villa where a party was still going on. Looking back at the villa, Nancy asked in confusion, "Boss, are you just attending a simple party? You didn't give anything as a gift. You just toasted the chairman of the jury with a few glasses of wine."

"Isn't this reward-winning operation a waste of effort?"

They arrived yesterday, and today attended an entertainment industry party suspected to be attended by the chairman of the jury. Even if they did see someone, they just joked and toasted to get to know each other.

But without other crews and capital to spend money to give people gifts to win awards, it doesn’t make much sense.

Wang Chengguang laughed, "Don't think too much, it will come when it's time, get in the car."

After saying that, he walked towards a Mercedes on the side of the road. This was the vehicle rented from the five-star hotel. It was already early morning, and he was about to enter No. 7.

The good news is that I heard from the foreign film distributor who bought the film that The Wandering Earth will be released simultaneously in North America and Europe on February 2, and the other party has already negotiated with various theaters. This February is destined to be the day when The Wandering Earth crew bombards the world.

Bad news? There isn't really any bad news.

The two got into the Mercedes and drove forward. When they were about to reach a certain intersection, Nancy, who was sitting in the passenger seat, frowned in confusion. "There seems to be a drunk foreigner on the left in front of us, answering a phone call, and getting ready to do something as he was told... What car did we hit?"

Wang Chengguang was amused. "Hit our Mercedes-Benz, crash the car? No, it's a threat, a show of force from Hollywood."

What he participated in was not an entertainment industry party; the show after the party was the theme.

Before at the party, he and Nancy had been approached by people asking if they could place an order with South Korea's Nam's Special Effects Industry, a company that makes special effects movies. They had also met people who wanted to offer a price to buy shares in Nam's Special Effects Industry.

This includes some American actors sending in business cards, contact information, seeking opportunities for cooperation, etc.

Anyway, he and Nancy were very popular at the party because Train to Busan grossed over 3 million US dollars in Europe and the United States. This is not to say that it dominated the market, as there were three films that grossed over 3 million US dollars in the United States last year.

But the box office in Europe and the United States was more than 3 million US dollars, in China and South Korea it was more than 11 billion Hong Kong dollars, and in the island country it also had 5000 million US dollars. Such a Train to Busan is definitely a big production and a big hit project.

Train to Busan only invested 1000 million US dollars, and the Wandering Earth, which is currently in theaters, has accumulated 4.8 million Hong Kong dollars in the first weekend and the second weekend in China and South Korea, which is another 6000 million US dollars. With such achievements and glory, they are also the most popular at serious high-end entertainment circles parties, and they are so busy receiving various business cards and contact information that their hands are numb.

The Mercedes continued to move forward while chatting and laughing. When it reached an intersection, he drove steadily with the green light on. Suddenly, a yellow dump truck on the left turned on the red light and rushed out, honking its horn and rushing towards the Mercedes.

Normally, ordinary people's driving skills might not be able to avoid it, but the dump truck made a turn during the impact and narrowly missed the Benz, and hit a shop on the street at the intersection, shattering the glass windows.

The big dump truck rushed into the store and damaged a lot of things.

Wang Chengguang then stopped the car on the side of the road, got out to light a cigarette and check the situation. Nancy and the little maid followed him. A minute later, a young man fastening his belt got out of a car not far away on the road, and a beautiful girl also got out of the passenger seat.

The young man fastened his belt and strode over with an exaggerated expression on his face, "Wang? It's really you, damn, I just met a great Chinese director like you at a party before, and I was thinking of visiting you as soon as possible, maybe we can have a good cooperation."

"You almost got into a car accident. Your luck is so bad. Haha, do you want to go to a nice place with me to calm down? As for such a traffic accident, don't take it too seriously. Let's draw some good stuff and enjoy a few more beauties and everything will be fine."

"This is free America. Car accidents are a small matter. If you are not used to the local climate, you may easily encounter them."

The brown-haired young man laughed loudly, with a strong sense of gloating, and his last sentence was full of threats.

Wang Chengguang smiled while smoking a cigarette, "I didn't expect to see you here, Robert, didn't you leave a long time ago?"

I met this young man at a party not long ago. He is the vice president of the production department of Universal Pictures, and can be said to be in a high position of power. In Hollywood, it is different from the mainland. For a movie, it is often the producer who controls every aspect of production and is considered the director's emperor.

As one of the major Hollywood studios, the vice president of production at Universal has a lot of say. In the early 00s, Universal still produced films similar to the Fast and Furious series, and spy war blockbusters like The Bourne Supremacy and Johnny English Strikes Again.

The other party’s flagship product!
Robert smiled and pointed at the beautiful woman in the evening dress behind him, "Today's party is too serious. I came out to relieve my sexual desire. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to see such an exciting scene."

"How about it? Do you want to seriously consider my proposal? Will your Nanshi Special Effects Industry cooperate with us in all aspects?"

Behind Universal is a US giant similar to China Mobile. It is the second largest manufacturer in the US for landline telephones, TV accounts, home broadband, and mobile phone internet access!
Robert, who is a senior executive in Universal at a young age, cannot be simply described as how outstanding he is. Instead, he has to rely on his background and connections to get by!
Wang Chengguang smiled and patted Robert. "You are so hospitable. Who is in the dump truck?"

As he was slapping, Robert's soul had already left his body, and his body went limp, but his soul hadn't noticed anything unusual yet, and he laughed again and said, "You mean the driver? Of course I don't know him. I guess he's a divorced homeless man with a serious illness who can't afford alimony."

"Even if this kind of person gets into trouble while driving drunk, it's still troublesome. Even if the police come, there's nothing they can do about it."

Wang Chengguang nodded. "Okay, that's quite traditional. You will go to the Eighteen Levels of Hell for seven days, and then we will let you go back after seven days."

Robert's soul body, "???"

When he found that his body seemed to be floating, he turned pale and screamed, but these had no effect on reality at all. It was as if Lao Wang had opened the door to hell... To be honest, there is no real hell in this plane.

But if you can get a small hell, you can just say that he has a Nascent Soul-level flying sword that he refined in the Westward Journey plane. After absorbing all kinds of karma, he can easily strike out with the sword, and the hell's punishments and killings will be overwhelming. That kind of small hell magic weapon can be obtained with just a rub of the hands.

We guarantee that Robert will truly enjoy the seven-day supreme package. The ghost soldiers who help him torturing are all old ghosts from the dimension of covering the sky, and their skills are guaranteed to be outstanding.

Wang Chengguang froze Robert's body and walked towards the Benz, "Let's go, we have one more public relations person. We have just entered the 7th day, and it is still early for the awards ceremony in mid-to-early March."

As Nancy walked, she pointed at a woman in an evening dress who was looking at this place and started screaming?

Wang Chengguang just stamped his thoughts and got on the bus. His Wang's award-winning method is so kind and loving that all the customers who have experienced it applauded.

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February 2, Valentine's Day.

Early in the morning, The Wandering Earth has been promoted in all aspects, especially through large-scale online promotion, so that countless European and American movie fans know of its existence and that it will be released today.

At around 8 o'clock in the morning, Wang Chengguang stood on the rooftop of the hotel, looking at a theater not far away where many couples were buying tickets to watch movies. He was in a good mood.

Excluding the previous Monday and Tuesday, and only counting the third week of its release in China and South Korea, the mainland still maintained a box office of 1.33 million RMB, close to the full value, marking the birth of a blockbuster with a box office of 3 million RMB in the mainland.

The total amount in Hong Kong and Macau is 1.19 million Hong Kong dollars, and the total amount in South Korea is 3.9 million Hong Kong dollars.

This is a bombing of 8 million box office in just over half a month. Without postponing the release, it can easily break the record of 11 billion of Train to Busan! With the current momentum, China and South Korea will eventually break 15 billion Hong Kong dollars.

It is far from catching up with the brilliant trend in the mid-21s, but this is 10 after all. In this day and age, the global success of the movie "Hero" has been achieved in China and South Korea alone. It is already a masterpiece.

Wang Chengguang took a sip of coffee and then waved his hand, releasing six faint shadows from the magic weapon of hell. These were the six bad ghosts headed by Robert. Who were the other five?
Wang Chengguang brought Robert back to the hotel, and the other party also went through several rounds of skinning torture. Old Wang let a wisp of consciousness enter the magic weapon world and consulted Robert, their "Train to Busan" wanted to win the Best Foreign Language Film Award, with a bastard like Robert, who else would be able to do big things? What names do you recommend?
Robert, who was so excited by several rounds of skinning torture that he began to doubt his life, also thought that he should not be the only one to suffer, so he quickly recommended a list of people who were young, had backgrounds, power, and were just as ruthless as him.

Thus, a group of six was born!

If they hadn't been given some nourishment, they would have been reduced to ashes and completely disappeared from the world after enduring a few rounds of torture.

It is precisely because of this small supplement that the various tortures in hell are really too painful to the soul.

Wang Chengguang smiled and looked at Robert, "Did you have a good time these days? It's too difficult for Chinese films to win awards, so I can only warmly entertain you."

Robert's soul body knelt in the air and cried, "Don't worry, my Lord. The best foreign language film at this year's Academy Awards must be Train to Busan."

Another foreigner who was recommended also knelt down and raised his hand to swear, "Boss, a great being like you only wants a mere Academy Award for Best Foreign Language Film. It's really too kind. I can guarantee the lives of Robert's entire family. If Train to Busan doesn't win the award, Robert's entire family will die!"

What did he do to anyone? He is also a young and vigorous backbone like Robert and the previous Hunter. Although he also wants to get involved in Nan's Special Effects Industry, he has not really taken action yet. He is still planning routines such as dirty parties to deal with Lao Wang.

I was still going through the process, but I was arrested and tortured for seven days? That was really torture!
The other two foreigners also knelt down and swore an oath, all of them swearing on the life and death of Robert's entire family.

Robert was a little embarrassed, but he knew that his five colleagues would hate him to death and would hate him for the rest of his life. It was already like this, so why would he care so much?

Wang Chengguang took out six sealed bodies and asked Robert and the others to return to their respective positions. After returning to their positions, the six ghosts had experienced a wave of resurrection and were extremely weak for a short period of time. Wang Chengguang once again released a little spiritual energy fluctuation, which allowed them to return to health.

Before they could rejoice for long, he smiled and said, "The punishment you have experienced will be repeated every night at one thousandth of the intensity of the pain. You will have to endure it with your real body."

"The Academy Awards are over, and Train to Busan didn't win any awards. I'll use a random punishment to send you to hell. That's it. I don't want to be too cruel."

After saying that he left!

The six young foreigners looked at each other, and the most courageous one collapsed on the ground and cried silently.

The young man who had just spoken right after Robert wiped away his tears and stared at Robert, "Beat him!!"

Director Wang is such a great man, but he came to North America just to ask for the Best Foreign Language Film award. He is really too merciful. You should have told them earlier. They wouldn't have to experience the torture of the eighteen levels of hell in person, repeated over and over again.

Just let them watch for a while, and they will definitely burst out with life force, and they will want to give all the trophies of the Academy Awards to Train to Busan.

Now? It's too late. Beat Robert half to death first!

Robert was anxious, "Wait, you beat me up and prevented me from helping my boss win the prize, this is a felony!"

…………

On the evening of February 2th, the night was charming.

In Nicholas's villa, Nicholas, who was in his 50s, was drinking and cursing something. The old man Sam, who was having dinner with him, also started with all kinds of swear words and couldn't stop at all.

After eating, drinking, and cursing for a while, Nicholas finally got to the point. "Sam, do you really want to vote for Train to Busan? Even though the bastards at Disney have a lot of evidence against me that can bring me to ruin."

"But I really don't want to endure such grievances."

Old Sam took another sip of beer and cursed, "Old buddy, you are just a goat and I am a donkey. Sometimes I feel so wronged that I want to die."

The bastards at Disney are not human beings!

They are so old, and they are just taking bribes in the circle and maintaining the authoritative awards and honors of the American film industry. What's wrong with being given some money and beauties by producers and investors? The sins they have endured these days are really too great.

When cursing, Old Sam wanted to pay a killer to kill Hunter. Who doesn't have money for retirement and coffin? Hiring a killer to kill someone is not a new thing in the United States.

The problem is that if a chaebol heir like Hunter died, it would cause more sensation than the death of an official city leader, and he was a Disney chaebol that controlled 200 affiliated TV stations.

He is just an academic judge? How can he bear such a level of angry counterattack?

Just as Old Sam was complaining, several figures suddenly climbed over the wall outside the villa. They were sturdy and agile men in masks.

Nicholas and Sam, "..."

They were drinking and eating meat under the moonlight and street lights in the courtyard.

When the two old men who had drunk a lot of alcohol stared at the masked men and looked at each other, the masked men were also stunned for a few seconds. Then they saw Nicholas spit out a mouthful of wine, got up and ran into the house?
A man in a mask directly showed off his short gun with a muffler, and it made a few puffs.

Nicholas hurriedly raised his hands in a French salute, and Sam knelt down and raised his hands!
After a while, Robert, who was also in full view, entered the villa and gritted his teeth and told a bodyguard, "I feel something is not right. Ignore everything for now. Let's do some water torture and electric shock first."

"Pulling out nails, branding, and the like are also very punishable, but it is more convenient to use a punishment that does not leave too serious external injuries."

Nicholas, who had sobered up a lot, almost had a diuretic, "Wait, Robert, I held you in my arms at your third birthday party. You can't be so cruel to an old man like me. I want to see old Sir Robert."

Disney bastards? Shit, what did the lunatics at Universal do to update the version?

Old Sam also wailed, "Robert, I introduced you to a blind date before."

Robert didn't care about that. He waved his hand and said, "Hurry up, you are all working for my high salary."

Who knows? He only planned a dump truck charge threat once, but he ended up being skinned a hundred times, and being cut through hundreds of times by swords, seas of fire, and pierced by iron trees, among other countless tortures.

If it weren't for some nourishment and supplement, I would have gone crazy long ago.

Robert loves to help others now, and he wants to share good things with everyone!
Robert was watching the exciting water torture and electric shocks. His phone rang. When he answered it, a voice came from the other end, "Boss, another group of people are here. Are they coming for us? Or for Sir Nicholas?"

Robert, "..."

Robert soon saw a loser on his recommendation list, and he also arrived at Nicholas's house with a group of men.

Nicholas, who had just finished a round of water torture, was gasping for breath and was once again confused and helpless. After Disney and Universal, Fox is here too?

(End of this chapter)