Chapter 196
Satisfaction
Chapter 196 Satisfaction
As Liu Li covered his wife's mouth with his hand, Qi Longdao's hand knife struck her carotid sinus.
Following the same pattern, Liu Li's daughters were also knocked unconscious.
Then there was a rustling, and Liu Li was tied up with a pig by Qi Long Dao. His hands and feet were tied behind his back, and his body was lying in a "0" shape. His neck was also tied, and he could only make a turtle shape with his head raised.
Qi Longdao took out a shoe awl and stuck it into Liu Li's ear hole, and said in a calm tone: "I will ask you two questions. Answer them well. Only you will die. If you don't answer well, the whole family will die together. Give you half a minute." Think about it, understand and nod."
Liu Li nodded in horror and fell into a dead end with the Yan family.
After half a minute passed, Qi Longdao asked: "Who are the other two people who set the fire with you?"
"Leggou Dong and Chui Ji, they live in the Mid-Levels of North Point."
"Who ordered you to do this?"
"Banzhu Ming, big brother, you must keep your word and don't touch my family."
"As long as what you say is true, otherwise I will come back." Qi Longdao grabbed Liu Li's body and said like a child: "Come on, be good, lie down. Before you die, I will help you relax."
Qi Longdao left quietly.
Immediate wind, it is easy to say or not, the deceased died in this way, family members and friends will deliberately cover it up, plus it is a cheap life in the wooden house area, it is dead, don't expect the police to investigate or the forensic doctor to do the autopsy.
More than an hour later, on the rooftop of Building 2.
"Do you think what Liu Li said is true?"
"should be."
"You don't have to do the other two yourself. You can pay someone else to do it. Keep an eye on Zhuan Ming and see if he will run away when he hears the news. If he runs, catch him. If he doesn't, send someone to keep an eye on him until he comes back. "
"that's it?"
"That's it. Be careful that Rotten Sueming will be silenced. He will die as soon as he dies. The person who made the move must follow him."
"clear."
After lunch, Xian Yaowen was not in a hurry to go back to the office. He found a street cafe and started creating art with a paintbrush.
With just a few strokes, the easy-pull ring appeared on the drawing paper, first the small-mouth style (drinks), then the large-mouth style (cans), the two detachable styles, and then the fixed style. In about ten minutes, one picture is worthless. Fei's paintings were created successfully.
Xian Yaowen looked at it and was not very satisfied. Then he started to add various parameter notes on the edge of the painting.
He looked at it again, nodded with satisfaction, took a few puffs of cigar to rest, took out the auxiliary drawing tools, and drew three formal analysis drawings in triplicate.
After the drawing was completed, he returned to the flower club and asked Qi Longque to take the picture with several staff members of the flower club. He also asked Henry Wolfe to follow him and went outside to take photos with strangers. After the drawing was completed, Xian Yaowen took the film and went out.
Contact the London law firm Allen & Overy, send a fax, and ask the other party to reply to him with a time-stamped receipt; contact William Chen, and also send a fax, and the Eurasian patent registration for the easy-pull ring will be carried out at the same time.
After completing this step, I made an appointment with the lawyer Priscilla Cheng had been contacting before, put the two drawings into two envelopes and handed them to the other party, and asked the other party to help complete the time witness operation.
Xian Yaowen is a professional when it comes to taking patents, and he is well aware of the tricks and tricks involved. However, he has always played the role of a villain before, and now he is playing the role of a white rabbit. He still knows how to protect himself.
After finishing busy with Yi Lahuan, we met unexpectedly at night.
Find a fast food restaurant at random, order three or four ten-cent hamburgers, take a bite of the hamburger, and Xian Yaowen lowers his head and writes down lines of English in his notebook.
On the way to the fast food restaurant just now, he had some inspiration. "Romantic President Clinton" expanded the content of two films. The first "Once Upon a Time in Berlin" composed a romantic love story against the background of the Berlin airlift:
The core of the overall story is derived from "Roman Holiday". The heroine's husband is a soldier. During World War II, he was sent to the Ukrainian uprising army as a military instructor. He made outstanding contributions to Ukraine's resistance to the tyranny of Soviet Russia. Later, Germany and Ukraine turned against each other and was captured by the uprising army. Shooting.
During the fall of Berlin, the heroine was beaten again and again by the Soviet Red Army. Later, she met the US military and was sent to the hospital for treatment. When everyone said she was dead, she survived tenaciously.
This is the background of the heroine, and it is absolutely politically correct. With this, there will not be too many obstacles in the release.
After taking a bite of the burger, Xian Yaowen wrote the name "Hannah" in his notebook. He thought about it, crossed it out, and then wrote a new name "Amelie". Then he wrote down the names of the songs one after another while thinking about it.
Shatrov's "On the Hills in Manchuria" is used after Ai Meili was ravaged. She climbed up from a door panel in tattered clothes and covered with scars, staggered among the broken walls, and returned to her home with only two walls left.
Behind her, several Soviet Red Army soldiers were sitting around a campfire, smoking cigarettes, drinking vodka, and humming "Holy War" loudly.
Ai Meili passed by an intersection and bumped into a female soldier carrying a scoped rifle directing traffic. Just then, a T34 tank passed by, and a person on the tank shouted to the female soldier: "Lyudmila Mikhail Lovna Pavlichenko, I am alive.”
Pavlyuchenko smiled and waved at the tank, and music played in the background, re-arranging a melancholy German and Finnish mashup of "Katyusha".
Well, here you can create a story that breaks through the Cold War and sends royalties to songwriters. If the songwriters are killed or imprisoned for this, the box office will be more guaranteed.
Ai Meili opened the door and the camera focused on her husband's photo frame. The glass of the photo frame was half broken and stained with stains/blood stains.
Music plays in the background, selecting a passage from Tchaikovsky's "Pathétique."
The first scene of Clinton in Berlin is listening to a radio broadcast from East Berlin. The song "Moscow-Berlin" is playing on the radio, which can be echoed by the song "Moscow-Beigen" at the end of the film.
The tango dance "Por Una Cabeza" can be used when Clinton and Amelie meet for the first time, and "Canon" can be used when they get to know each other...
Effortlessly, Xian Yaowen wrote down everything he could think of. When he couldn't think of anything else, he wrote down the name of the sequel "Loli Island". He planned that the core of the story would be mainly derived from "The Island of Braveness", but he wanted to The story is about Clinton accidentally destroying a human trafficking organization.
The level of this organization should be set higher. Among its clients are many high-level figures in the country. Clinton almost lost the presidency in order to save the little girl Lewinsky Hillary.
Well, you can also add elements of "Taken". Clinton was a member of the Wild Goose Death Squadron during World War II. He participated in many secret missions and was very skilled.
After half a burger was in his stomach, Xian Yaowen checked the time and saw that there were still twenty minutes before the agreed time. He lowered his head and wrote for a while, and managed to arrive at the Goldfinger Bar on Pearl Street half an hour late.
Goldfinger means gold finger. The name is very Wall Street. In fact, this is a bar that Wall Street people like to visit. The whiskey smells of investment banks and the beer smells strongly of junk stocks.
When he entered the bar, Jane and Jacob were already chatting happily. The two were very close to each other. Jane held her chin in one hand, with tenderness and a hint of admiration in her eyes.
The two of them have fun.
"Hi."
After watching for a while, Xian Yaowen stepped forward to say hello.
Jane turned around and said, "Hey, Adam, you're late."
Xian Yaowen nodded to Jacob, "There are a lot of things, which has taken up time. What are you talking about?"
Jane said with joy, "Jacob is telling the story of his hunting trip to Africa."
Xian Yaowen smiled at Jacob and said, "I hope I didn't miss the exciting part."
"As long as Jane has no objection, I can tell it from the beginning." Jacob shrugged, "What to drink?"
"whisky."
Jacob ordered a drink for Xian Yaowen, and the three of them chatted together quickly. Of course, the conversation could not be about hunting in Africa. They talked about running first, and then about food. They accommodated each other on topics that would not make anyone unable to get along, and also made everyone Get used to each other's chatting styles first.
After a glass of wine, the beneficial bacteria in the stomach fermented, and the words spit out by the three people became nutritious.
"Jacob, which company do you work for?"
"Bear Stearns."
"Wow, big company, what is it mainly responsible for?"
“Oil Futures.”
"Is there anything going on lately?"
"No, the market is relatively stable. Adam, do you know about the oil pipeline in Seton Town?"
"I have heard that when it is completed, it will be the longest oil pipeline in the world. When will it be completed?"
"This October."
"You're moving so fast. Do you think that when the pipeline is opened, will oil rise or fall?"
Jacob thought for a moment, "It's hard to say. There are many factors that affect oil prices, and an oil pipeline is not a big factor."
Xian Yaowen knew as soon as he heard that Jacob had reservations about what he said. The world's longest oil pipeline is a good story material. If you make up a few wealth stories, you can cut several crops of leeks.
"Hmm, can I open an account with you with $2000?"
"That's enough. Do you want to play oil futures?" Jacob said happily.
Xian Yaowen raised his glass and said, "Feel the atmosphere."
After taking a sip of wine, Xian Yaowen introduced the topic to the stock market and inquired about the short-selling mechanism in a way of asking for advice and learning.
Just a few years after the war, the American people were just enjoying peace. If they heard the news that a new war was about to start, panic would be inevitable, and the Dow Jones Index would definitely join in the fun and fall a little. Jacob is a very good person, not self-conscious at all, and he shared his short-selling theory with Xian Yaowen in detail.
After understanding what he wanted to know, Xian Yaowen brought the topic to ice cream, and then ran away holding the cup in his hands.
In terms of love between men and women, none of the people working in finance are good at it. They are all old players. It is impossible for Jacob not to smell the unusual relationship between him and Jane. It can be seen that Jane is more interested in Jacob. Seriously, he can't ruin other people's good deeds.
What was the relationship between him and Jane before? Jacob has no qualifications or position to control it. He cannot accept Jane who slept with Xian Yaowen, so don't talk about it. If you want to talk about it, don't care about this. Of course, he and Jane are over, and they can't talk about it anymore. There will be a next time.
Xian Yaowen stood in the corner for a while and walked towards a woman who had just driven away a hooker mercilessly.
"Hey, sweetheart. You're smoking Happy Time, right?"
The woman glanced at Xian Yaowen and said in an unkind tone: "I said, yes, you would say why not try Golden Age or Marlboro. What's so good about it? Is it low in tar?"
As she said that, the woman spread her hands and said, "A very boring start, right?"
Xian Yaowen chuckled, "Yeah, it's very boring, but there has to be a beginning. I can't just ask you whether you prefer to go to a hotel or at home."
The woman smiled solemnly, "Are you confident in your charm?"
Xian Yaowen pointed to the empty seat opposite the woman, "Is that okay?"
The woman nodded.
After Xian Yaowen sat down, he said: "A man cannot be unconfident. I am Adam."
"My name is Eve." The woman blurted out.
"There have been 205 Eves before you, and I only have the coccyx left, so you are Eve·Coccyx·Adam."
Eve rolled her eyes and said, "Are you counting two, Oriental?"
"No." Xian Yaowen spread his left hand and pointed to his thumb, "Many years ago, I still had a smaller thumb. One day, God borrowed it and created a failed art student in Austria."
Eve laughed, "Adam, you are very interesting."
"You're welcome, Eve."
"Why (say thank you)?"
"laugh."
"Okay, that's a reason." Eve raised her glass and said, "I saw you just now, you three."
"Hmm, have you thought of Hepburn II's name?"
Eve rolled her eyes again, "Please stay confident and don't be narcissistic."
"OK. I saw you were frowning just now. Why? Worries at work?"
"Yes."
"Speak out your troubles and I'll help you share some of them."
"Do you smoke?"
"No, I only smoke cigars."
Eve took out a packet of Lucky Strikes from her body and threw it on the table, "I work in an advertising company and need to design its print ads."
Xian Yaowen picked up the cigarette and looked at it twice, then looked at Eve's face, "Do you think having a good idea is a good thing for you?"
The internal structure of advertising companies today is very different from that of later generations. The planning department needs to face customers directly and make proposals to customers. There is almost nothing for women to do. It is unlikely that Eve is an exception. Although she is not clear about her position, she If you really come up with a good idea, you may not get the credit, and you will definitely be hostile to your male colleagues in the planning department.
"Adam, please focus on helping me share my worries." Eve euphemistically avoided deep conversation.
"OK." Xian Yaowen turned the cigarette over and over, "This print advertisement is to replace the female model Janet..."
This was the golden age of cigarette advertising. It was easy to see cigarette billboards on the street. He had seen Lucky's billboard before, but he didn't look too closely.
“Janet Sackman, not a replacement, an addition.”
"Against women?"
"uh-huh."
"It's really hard to think creatively. You have used up all the elements of stars, soldiers, doctors, babies, housewives, athletes, sexy women, and girls."
"Otherwise, why would I be worried? Do you have any ideas?" Eve frowned.
"Don't worry, let me think."
From the moment he knew that Eve was thinking about advertising ideas, Xian Yaowen had already switched to work mode and had already stepped aside from picking up girls. He was thinking seriously and was not perfunctory.
The bar was noisy, but their booth fell into silence. He started from Jane and spread out step by step, exploring the characteristics of American women at this time and connecting the commonalities between them.
Time passed minute by minute, and I don’t know how long it took. He suddenly said: "What magazine do you like?"
"Reader's Digest, The New Yorker."
"I have a plan. I'll help you get two grenades, and you go blow up the Reader's Digest Press."
"why?"
"Have you not noticed that there have been several articles in Reader's Digest saying that cigarettes are harmful? Without big customers like tobacco groups, your income will be a problem."
Eve said nonchalantly: "Who cares? Cigarettes have become a part of American life and no one can live without them."
Xian Yaowen put the cigarette back on the table, looked at Eve and said, "Do you know Li Yueying?"
Eve said blankly: "Who?"
"Okay." Xian Yaowen nodded, "She is a female pilot, a member of the women's aviation service flying team. There is an airplane in the background, and a woman in a flight suit presses her hands on the wings and holds a cup in her mouth. With a lucky draw, copywriter: Pilot, believe in yourself, you can do it.
The background is a large office, with an elegant lady leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, smoking the same cigarette as above, with the copywriting: President, Balabala.
The background is a bedroom, a woman who has just been satisfied, the copy is: happiness, believe in yourself, you can get it. "
Eve's eyes were bright and she murmured: "What ordinary women can't do..."
"Actually, I personally prefer the word 'happiness'. All the advantages of cigarettes in the past advertisements are false. Smoking has no benefits. It cannot refresh the mind, improve exercise ability, or lose weight. It only has a sense of satisfaction and psychological well-being." The satisfaction is real.”
Eve raised her hands and said with a smile: "That's enough, Adam, let me think about the rest. I don't want to look like a waste."
"OK, now, have your worries disappeared?" Xian Yaowen clapped his hands and said.
"Of course, you can say you're welcome now." After saying that, Eve stood up and sat on the seat next to Xian Yaowen, and kissed him on the cheek, "This is a thank you gift for you."
Xian Yaowen said ambiguously: "But just a kiss is not enough."
"Aha." Eve touched the wine glass Xian Yaowen placed on the table with her wine glass, took a sip and said, "Don't think about it, I'm not a casual woman."
"I'm sorry, I have to break your sense of satisfaction. Rather than waiting for the two of us to leave together, I would like to formally introduce myself." With that, Xian Yaowen sat upright, "Hello, Ms. Eve, I am Adam Hepburn. The boss of the magazine, well, the first issue hasn’t been released yet.”
Eve glared resentfully, "Damn man, you are not as charming as you were just now."
Xian Yaowen spread his hands and said, "God created two legs for us. We can walk two roads at the same time."
Eve leaned into Xian Yaowen's ear and said, "There is only one way to go. I will give you a chance to choose again."
Xian Yaowen leaned back and distanced himself from Eve, just watching without speaking.
"Boring man." Eve spat, sat back to her seat, took out a business card from her bag and handed it to Xian Yaowen, "Come and see me when you have time."
Xian Yaowen glanced at the business card and exclaimed: "Wow, Darbys Company, a good company. Ava, your name is also very good. Is this your real name?"
"What do you say?"
"Probably." Xian Yaowen shrugged and said seriously: "Congratulations on finding a very powerful strategic partner for Darbys."
Eve, no, Ava raised her glass with a smile, "Adam, cheers to your shamelessness."
"Wait a moment." Xian Yaowen waved his hand, "West Village, Seventh Avenue South, third floor of Carter's Restaurant. This is the office address of my publishing house, Flower Club. You are also welcome to come and see me."
"OK, I remember. Can I raise a toast?"
Xian Yaowen raised his cup and said, "Cheers."
(End of this chapter)