Chapter 192

"Damn it, damn it. That bastard satirized me. He satirized me in the media."

The angry David Ellison tore the newspaper in half, threw it on the ground and stepped on it. Then he sat down on the sofa. His expression was distorted, his chest fluctuated obviously, his fist was clenched tightly, and he looked like he wanted to eat people.

Megan Ellison came over with a cup of coffee, picked up the newspaper and looked at it.

David glared at her angrily, obviously dissatisfied with her action of picking up the newspaper.

After reading it, someone looked at his angry brother and said with a smile.

"Cluck... David, don't look dead at me. I'm not your enemy. Besides, I think Li is right. You should settle the credit card debt first. My father won't pay you back."

"Pa..."

David's fist was hammered on the sofa. He glared at his gloating sister and shouted, "Megan, am I your brother or not? You actually help outsiders speak."

Megan was not frightened by his expression, but leisurely took a sip of coffee and said, "just talk about the matter, just think what he said is reasonable. You don't have a penny, you still owe a bunch of credit card accounts, what are you going to do in Hollywood, to lose face?"

"You... Don't worry about it." David turned red and couldn't find a retort for a moment.

"Of course I won't worry about you. You're not my son. And don't let me help you. I don't have so much energy." Megan glanced at him and picked up another newspaper to read.

"Hoo............"

David took a deep breath and tried to suppress his anger. He knows his sister's virtue too well. He likes to beat himself when he has nothing to do. It's not worth the loss compared with her.

What's more, at this time, it's not delivered to the other party to complain.

While Megan was reading the newspaper, Yu Guang also watched her brother's every move.

The current performance is OK, at least more calm than before. In the past, I would argue with myself more or less.

"Sicily grossed 4.5 million on the first day, beating the same period's" alien breed dog "," unbearable cruelty "," haunted house of death "and last week's box office champion" time limited pursuit "to win the one-day box office champion..... Tut Tut, it's very powerful. Such people are worth making friends, but it's a pity..." Megan muttered to herself and glanced at David.

Anyway, Tracy, who is her age, has such achievements and is worthy of making friends. But because of her brother's reason, Ellison's last name is a revenge with Tracy. It's a pity.

Megan tilted her lips and did not bother about the problem. Instead, she threw the newspaper to her brother. "Look, I advise you to avoid him for the time being."

David frowned, picked up the newspaper and glanced. When he saw the words "one-day box office champion", his eyes widened, "this... How is this possible, an R-rated film... How can it have such a good box office. By the way, he is brushing the box office, he is cheating, what is his online ticket buying system..."

"Stop, David... Stop making excuses. I only saw his success."

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Meanwhile, in a villa on the outskirts of Los Angeles.

Harvey Weinstein, with a gloomy face, looked at the newspapers in front of him.

"Tracy Lee's first film earned 4.5 million box office on the first day of release, which beat the films released at the same time and won the one-day box office champion......"

"Talented writer, songwriter, cutting-edge director? Let's get to know Tracy Lee again..."

"Tracy Lee: as for my suitability as a director, let the box office speak..."

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"They're all bragging about the fuck off. Damn it, there's definitely water at the box office. An R-rated film is released on Tuesday, with only 870 screens. How can there be such a result, but it's not a family movie..."

Fat Harvey pounded the table and pushed all the newspapers on the table to the ground.

I thought this was a great opportunity to hit Tracy. Unexpectedly, the film was hit in the face just one day after it was released.

Those hateful media are the grass on the wall. As soon as the wind changes, their faces change immediately.

Bob Weinstein, his brother standing next to him, also looked bad, but he was not as excited as Harvey. He said in a deep voice: "facts have proved that he succeeded and his practice is right. It is undeniable that he did a very good job in publicity."

"It's just opportunism. Hum, it's nice to give benefits. He's overdrawing his appeal. This is his first film. How many of his fans are paying for him... What about the one-day box office champion? There are no good films on this schedule."

"But, Harvey. He succeeded. He took everything into account. He will use his fame, he will choose the schedule, he will make gimmicks. He is not simple. I think we should put aside the things to deal with him and do some practical things. He is slowly increasing his influence, but we are stagnant."

What I fear most in Hollywood Vanity Fair is stagnation, which is tantamount to retrogression. In particular, the influence of their two brothers is declining after they were trapped by Tracy.

In Bob's view, the most important thing at present is to do a good job in new companies and consolidate their position.

"But I'm not reconciled. I don't want that bastard to sneak in so easily."

"Ha ha, Harvey is too anxious. Just one success doesn't mean he can succeed every time. It's said that his company will release new films in November, and then there will be co productions. He won't be so lucky every time."

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In the master bedroom of the mansion at the foot of Beverly Hills.

Monica's combat power has been increased to the maximum. She severely pressed Tracy under her body and ravaged her. No matter how Tracy resists, she can't escape the Queen's clutches.

The soft big bed was littered with newspaper fragments.

A broken newspaper was covered on Tracy's head. Monica looked at the report like an electric motor.

Fully automatic, full fire, high-speed driving, it took about half an hour to lower the speed.

Tracy gasped, pulled down the newspaper covered on his face and said slowly, "honey, if Sicily wins the box office champion this week, what reward will you give me?"

Monica's eyes brightened and a charming smile appeared on her red face. "What do you want?"

"The rope... I prepared the rope."