Hong Kong Films: Starting from Signing a $100 Million

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You painter said this, we are all going to die?

What does it mean?

A few of you may die, but is it possible that I, Wang Jin, will die?

How much do you look down on me?

If he hadn't thought that he would still need to be a painter to lead the way tomorrow, Wang Jin would have smashed his head with a hammer, would he speak?

Perhaps it was Wang Jin's consolation that played a role, the painter quickly calmed down, and looked at Li Wen, wanting to see what tricks he was up to.

Li Wen, who was extremely excited, didn't care about the painter's reprimand, but swung the chandelier in the room, and suddenly the green ink on the glass on the window, under the reflection of the light,

Starts between green and reddish brown, alternating with each other.

It was exactly the same as the ink on the US gold color-changing ink. Seeing this scene, the painter also laughed. He finally knew why Li Wen came to him in such a hurry.

After solving the problem of color-changing ink, all the difficulties in printing super US dollars have been solved. At least until the printing of [-] tons of acid-free paper is completed, there will be no problems.

Li Wen is definitely the biggest contributor to this super dollar production!

"Open champagne to celebrate~〃!" Wang Jin said.

"What champagne, I invite everyone out for a big meal!"

The artist was obviously very happy to have solved the problem of the color-changing ink, and invited everyone out for a big meal.

Although Wang Jin didn't care for any big meals, but everyone was so excited, Wang Jin was embarrassed to refute everyone's opinions, so he went out with everyone.

For this dinner, the painter really bleeds heavily. He opened four bottles of red wine alone, and each bottle costs tens of thousands of dollars.

With enough food and drink, everyone had a leisurely lap in this country again, and played until late at night before returning to the villa to rest.

Everyone has already rested, but the painter hasn't rested yet. He sat on the large open-air balcony with a cup of coffee alone, and just quietly looked into the distance.

Wang Jin also couldn't fall asleep, and was about to go to the balcony to enjoy some fresh air, when he happened to see the painter sitting there in a trance.

"If you don't go to rest so late, you are worrying about tomorrow's actions!"

Wang Jin patted the painter on the shoulder, then sat down on the stool opposite the painter.

"There must be some! After waiting for so many years, tomorrow is the day of revenge. There is always some unspeakable feeling, maybe it is melancholy!"

The painter said with emotion, but there was no nervousness on his face. Anyone who made such a big move should be nervous, but the painter didn't, and he didn't know what to say He has a good heart, and he is still confident.

"After the revenge is avenged, what are your plans?"

Wang Jin lit a cigarette for himself, glanced at the painter, and passed one over. The painter wanted to shake his head and refuse at first, but then he took it again by some strange coincidence, and lit it too.

The painter took a deep breath, and then let out a long breath. It seemed that with this breath, the painter's melancholy was relieved a lot.

"After seven years of waiting, the result is finally coming. These seven years have been really difficult!"

"I've been waiting for seven years, and I don't care about the extra night. Do you want that general? I'll bring him to you tomorrow. Don't forget about [-]% of the share!" Wang Jin said in a timely manner. reminded.

"How could you forget! If you can really bring the general to me, I wouldn't dare to take your share! I'm not afraid of death!" the painter said with a wry smile.

Regarding this, Wang Jin glanced at the artist thoughtfully and said.

"Whether you are afraid of death or not, once the transaction is completed, I will not be able to avoid my debt. There are many things in the world that are more terrifying than death. If you don't believe it, you can try it!"

"¨々Understood! I will not renege on my debt, my reputation as a painter still has some credibility in the world!"

The painter took out his reputation and made a guarantee, but Wang Jin looked down on this guarantee.

Who knew that the reputation of a painter was established by several generations of the Wu family. Are you saying that you are a real painter?

Wang Jin was noncommittal about this!

"Okay, go to bed early! You have to work tomorrow morning! If you don't have a good rest, you won't be able to do it by then!"

Wang Jin made a joke, then turned and left.

After Wang Jin left, the painter drank the coffee in his cup and went back to sleep.

One night passed like this!

Early the next morning, the car sent by the general to pick up the artist arrived. This time the artist did not bring anyone else with him, but Li Wen.

Although the painter was also ruthless in reprimanding Li Wen, he also treated Li Wen well, which was unexpected.

Going to a general's territory, this kind of thing, generally does not involve a guy who can't even run, so he should take Bobby or Si Zai, who dare to fight hard, and can protect himself Create.

But it happened that the artist brought Li Wen, which also made Wang Jin thoughtful. Wang Jin had watched the movie, and he always had a doubt, is the artist really a painter?

Or is Li Wen the real painter?

However, the situation shown by Li Wen now does not look like a painter. If Li Wen is really a painter, then he hides it too deeply, even Wang Jin didn't see it through.

However, no matter who is the real painter, today is an extremely important day for a real painter.

Because revenge is today! .

Chapter 526

A car was driving on a somewhat muddy path, and Li Wen was talking with the painter in the back seat of the car.

"The color-changing paint on the car I saw a few days ago used the same formula as the U.S. dollar. More than ten years ago, NASA used this color-changing ink to make the color-changing glass of the shuttle. Later, the formula It was sold to a car paint factory, I ordered a few barrels, and I will adjust the color when I get back to Xiangjiang, so you don’t have to grab it in the future!”

Li Wen really deserved to be a genius in this area, just saw the color-changing paint on the car, and adjusted the color-changing ink.

"Thank you!"

The painter thanked him, but he didn't know whether he was thanking Li Wen for making the color-changing ink, or thanking others.

Maybe other than himself and someone else, no one knows what he is thanking!

Afterwards, the artist also took out a bunch of keys from his body and handed them to Li Wen.

"This is the key to a resort hotel. I have already bought it for you in your name. I said that after the matter is completed, I will help you recover Miss Ruan. It is time! With this resort hotel, And with the money after this transaction is completed, you can paint with Ms. Ruan Wen for a lifetime!"

"Thank you!"

This time, Li Wen did not refuse, after all, this is what he deserved.

The two chatted like this, the car quickly went deep into the forest, and then a car emerged from the fork in the road, leading the way for the painter and Li Wen's car, while the painter put his hand into his pocket, and a The tracking device was in his pocket.

This tracking device was given to him by Wang Jin for the purpose of tracking the general's secret stronghold.

After all, these generals are all rats, and they all hide in the deep mountains and old forests. If you are not sure about the location, trying to find their lairs in the deep mountains and old forests is really like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Only when the location of the opponent's lair is determined first can Wang Jin take action, and to determine the location of the opponent's lair, it depends on the tracker on the painter's body.

This is also the established strategy discussed by Wang Jin and the painter. The painter uses it as an excuse to make a deal to lock the location of the general's lair, and then Wang Jin is taking action.

At this time, ten kilometers away, Wang Jin was driving a car, following the tracker, and was slowly moving forward.

Wang Jin was not in a hurry either, the little red dot on the tracker was still moving, which proved that the painter hadn't arrived at the place yet, once he got there, the little red dot represented by the painter would not move, so Wang Jin was not impatient The ones started to act, hanging far away not far from the painter and others.

The car of the painter and Li Wen, led by the car in front, went through many forks and turned left and right before arriving at a small mountain village.

The geographical location of this small mountain village is very complicated. If there is no acquaintance to guide the way, it is really not easy to find it.

After the car entered the small mountain village, the painter stopped talking, but carefully observed the surrounding security, and found that the defense here is very tight. If you don't break through from the inside, it is really difficult to break through from the outside. It is even more difficult.

In this regard, the painter is thinking about what method Wang Jin will use to get into it.

Is it lurking assassination, or diverting the tiger away from the mountain!

While the painter was still thinking about this question, the car had already stopped, and the painter sitting in the car had already seen the general who came out to greet him.

The painter hurriedly got out of the car and greeted each other, and the two of them hugged each other warmly.

"Hello General!"

"Okay, I know you're here, I specially made good tea, come over and have a taste!"

"Okay, here we come!"

The painter smiled slightly and told the general to go first, while he came to Li Wen's side and put a detonator into Li Wen's hand.

"Take it, I'll let you go, you're letting go!"

After that, the painter didn't stay in the house, but chased after the general and entered the house.

The painter and the general sat face to face across a long table, and soon the general's subordinates served tea, and the two took a sip before they entered the reminiscence mode.

"It's been really difficult for you these past few years. Seeing you make a comeback, if your father knows, he will definitely go on the road with more peace of mind!" The general said with some emotion.

"In the past few years, if it weren't for your old friends to take care of me, I can't do anything!"

Although the enemy is close at hand, in order not to delay Wang Jin's plan, the painter still talks to him calmly.

"I heard from the secretary that your new U.S. dollar has been made! And it's [-]%? A perfect super U.S. dollar? The old rule is one to twenty, and I'll give you one hundred and ten!"

The general held a new version of super dollars in his hand, glanced at the painter and said.

"Double as much? How can I afford such good care!"

The painter jokingly refused, because he knew that there was no free lunch in the world, and such a good thing could not happen to him out of thin air.

The general was not surprised by the painter's refusal. For smart people like them, there was no need to beat around the bush, just tell the truth, and this was his own territory. He still didn't believe that two painters could turn the world upside down.

"Of course, I have some requirements for such a condition. In the next six months, you will stay here and teach my people how to print money. After half a year, you can leave! And you can also get money spent for the rest of your life!" There is endless money, why not do it? Don’t you think so?” The general said politely before fighting.

"Teach them?"

The painter smiled disdainfully, and he knew that the general was greedy. He asked why the general proposed to change the one-to-twenty deal to one-to-ten!It turned out that he was waiting for himself here.

"If your father is still alive, I'm afraid he will say that this is a good deal!" The general continued to persuade.

"No way! How would I know, general, will you kill the donkey after I finish teaching you!"

The painter is still delaying the time, because he feels that Wang Jin is coming soon.

"No, you are different from them. I and your father are brothers, and you are my own nephew. When you come to my place, it is like coming to your own home. How could I kill my nephew!" General He patted his chest and promised.

"Really! You can't kill your nephew, so you killed your own brother?"

The painter stood up, walked to the general, and said softly.

Immediately, the general's pupils shrank sharply, and he was about to stand up subconsciously, but the painter held his shoulders. Just when the general was about to stand up and resist, a fierce gunshot came suddenly. .