Gene of Brilliant City 13 Division

Chapter 1439 Fight!Master and Apprentice 12

"Can we talk?"

In a messy office, various movie posters were hung. On a small table, there was a contract and stacks of banknotes, totaling 30 yuan.

Beckinsale was dressed in a gray professional work suit for women, looking angrily at the innocent and sweet girl in front of her, who belonged to several movie posters.

Over the past few years, the entertainment industry has experienced explosive growth. The place where Beckinsale is located is the film and television district. The entire district is lined with various styles of architectural streets, all serving movies and TV shows.

The actress in front of me was brought up by Beckinsale from the stage theater of a restaurant on the ground floor. In just one year, this pure and lovely girl has achieved a little success, but most of the movies she participated in were A small-budget movie has gained a certain box office. Now Beckinsale is a film producer and entertainment company owner.

"You are the third promising girl to leave here. The first two girls have now quit the showbiz. It's just over a year."

Beckinsale was talking, but at this moment the girl turned around and opened the door of the office, the noise from outside came in, two bodyguards in black and a man with a contemptuous demeanor.

Beckinsale glanced at the liquidated damages of 30 yuan on the table, took a pocket, took 10 yuan from it, walked out quickly, and handed it to the girl.

"Take care of yourself!"

The girl wiped her tears gratefully, bowed solemnly to Beckinsale, and was left by the man's arm.

Beckinsale, who was standing at the door, smiled helplessly, took out a cigarette and lit it, and exhaled a puff of smoke. There are too many girls who want to come here to become famous on this film and television street, but many of them have not yet become famous. The name has fallen.

All the people walking on the street are well-dressed people. During the New Year, most of the young and wealthy children will come to the film and television area to have fun. Beckinsale sighed, feeling an indescribable bitterness in her heart.

Although there is an entertainment association, everything is so chaotic. At this time, a few young people talking and laughing came over.

"Miss, would you like a drink tonight?"

Beckinsale looked at a few guys who looked like dogs, and said with a sneer.

"Go home and find your mother to drink."

She slammed the door shut while speaking. She leaned against the frosted glass door and looked up at the rising smoke. Beckinsale appealed to the Film Association several times, hoping to plan industry preparations to prevent some Private money and sex transactions, but the association ignored them. She could imagine what the little actor who left here would be like tonight. Liquidated damages, and then asked her to terminate the labor contract with herself.

The entertainment industry is becoming more and more like a large-scale luxury trading market. Some peripheral investors and businessmen are also willing to enter and play this sensual game. For them, this is just a game, but it will only destroy the entire industry.

There was a knock on the door, and Beckinsale frowned, when the door opened and a handsome young man walked in and bowed.

"Miss Beckinsale, can we have a meal together?"

The man standing at the door was a young man named Lanny, a young prop maker on a film prop-making team with whom Beckinsale had worked several times on film.

"May I trouble you to take a look, Miss Beckinsale?"

As he spoke, Lanny took out his mobile phone from his briefcase, and then passed a document to Beckinsale. After Beckinsale clicked on it, he saw that it was a novel, "The Watcher", signed by Xingyuan.

After a few casual glances, Beckinsale laughed.

"Uninteresting beginning and problematic text structure."

Lenny nodded with a smile.

"But I think this young man has great potential. You can watch it when you have time. I think the film adaptation of this story should be good."

After Laney left, Beckinsale began packing up the office.

When she was free, Beckinsale clicked on the novel written by this person named Xing Yuan. The beginning was not as bad as what he just said, but it was a little stiff, but when he continued to read, he found that soon I was sucked in by this story, it was just the beginning of an unfinished tens of thousands of words, Beckinsale smiled after reading it.

Although the brushwork looks a little immature, there is a sense of impulsiveness and a little expectation for the follow-up story. In the novel, words such as fate, shackles, breakthrough, and hope are used many times. The story is very tense at the point of these words.

At this time, there was a siren sound outside the house. Beckinsale pushed open the door, and a car from the management office stopped. Seven administrators got out of the car and headed towards a small Victorian building next to her. .

After a while, a doctor drove a car and a nurse arrived, surrounded by people, and several young people who lost their souls were brought down, and one of them argued that it had nothing to do with him.

After a while, a woman who was foaming at the mouth and with gray eyes was carried on a stretcher. Beckinsale knew her as a young actress nearby. The onlookers held their mobile phones, and some media reporters also Upon hearing the news, the cause of death was sudden cardiac death due to shock caused by taking an overdose of hallucinogenic drugs.

Before Beckinsale thought this girl was sick, because she was next door, she would talk to her from time to time, she was a very naive little girl, always dreaming of becoming famous overnight, Beckinsale took out a Smoke, at this time several reporters came over and started interviewing Beckinsale.

"Excuse me, miss, do you feel that you live here?"

"A bunch of shit!"

Beckinsale gestured his middle finger to the camera angrily, turned around and entered the house. The environment is getting worse and worse. There will only be more and more things like this in the future. The group of managers outside the house are not qualified to manage this city at all. .

The cage is reserved for those who wear shackles. Only those who are unyielding can break through the obstacles of fate and gain hope.

Looking at the poster on the wall, Beckinsale kicked her foot on the table angrily, spilling a stack of banknotes all over the floor. She walked quickly to the wall and tore off the poster.

"It's no good, I really don't suit this job, so I might as well switch jobs and open a restaurant here."

"I'm really sorry, Uncle, really"

Wang Ying lowered her head. In a black car, Wang Degui smiled and shook her head. He and his niece were only 8 years apart in age. They often played together since they were young. The relationship between the uncle and nephew was very good.

"Xiaoying, it's okay, be strong, and let me know if anything happens."

Wang Ying was dressed in dark attire, with white flowers hanging on her chest. Behind her was a single-family house with a front and back yard. This was a district on the middle floor near the south. Today was the funeral of Wang Ying's father.

Wang Ying's father is the second eldest in Wang Degui's generation. Wang Degui is Wang Ying's father's younger brother and the youngest in this generation. He has no rights in the family. Wang Ying's father is competing with several other brothers and sisters. He was defeated in the process and was kicked out directly. The housing investment in the west suffered serious losses, which eventually caused Wang Ying's father to be physically and mentally exhausted and had been ill for several years.

And if Wang Degui hadn't taken over the Phoebes family's manor building a few years ago, he would have no rights at all in the family now. He has basically been marginalized, and the internal fighting has become more and more serious.

Wang Ying bowed, and Wang Degui pressed the car window with a smile. Wang Ying held a bag of money in her hand, and life was almost impossible to maintain. The house behind her father's funeral was going to be changed tomorrow. Lord, there are still many previous creditors of their family waiting outside.

Wang Ying begged them hard to let her father finish the funeral, and finally they agreed. Another year passed, and Wang Ying quietly stared at some of her father's former friends who kept coming out, all with a look of emotion.

Wang Ying turned around and walked over, and handed a bag of money to the creditor beside him. After taking it, he nodded for a while and then nodded.

"Then sell the house, and you will pay off the money you owe us."

Wang Ying quietly walked into the room. The mourning hall had already begun to be demolished. The elderly mother was sitting in a wheelchair, crying silently. Wang Ying looked at the furniture being moved away with a little blurred eyes.

Grandpa's sudden death, before dividing up the specific matters of the Wang family, the Wang family began to be in chaos. Wang Ying noticed all this since she was a child. From a very young age, he often saw his uncles talking endlessly Every time the quarrel was stopped, my uncle went over to stop her, and then took her away.

Wang Ying walked to a bag that had already been packed, took her father's urn, put it in a backpack, and pushed her mother away from the home where she had lived for less than five years. She had no money on her body. Open her mouth, her uncle has already paid off all the debts for her, and she also knows his uncle's difficulties, and she may be blamed after returning.

The two years after graduating from school were the most painful two years in Wang Ying's life. Although her father was driven to the middle level, he still invested in the medical industry with the only funds, but failed because The medicine researched by a certain low-level doctor was destroyed due to a nasty robbery, and the doctor's family also died.

Fate tricks people!

This is what her father said before his death. Wang Ying only now understood the meaning of this sentence. She didn't know where she was going, and her mother was not in good health. The smartest person in the Wang family's generation, only Wang Degui can get along with her, and the rest of the family don't treat her very well.

"What a miserable life!"

Wang Ying smiled helplessly, and pushed her mother to continue walking on the street. Today is the beginning of the New Year, but this may be the worst New Year she has ever had.

Recalling that morning two years ago, Wang Ying held her mobile phone and looked at familiar names, but she didn't call anyone, only Pullman, who could be seen on the news from time to time, and the others No audio.

"Go find your uncle Xiaoying!"

The mother said with a distressed expression, Wang Ying shook her head, the only place where she can spend the night in her memory is the station.

"Mom, I'll find a temporary job later. It's okay. I have a good head. I already owe my uncle so much. If I continue to trouble him, it's not good. I'm not that thick-skinned."

At the entrance of an elementary school located in the south of the ground floor, Chris' tall figure looked very short at this time. He lowered his head, and in front of him, people from the Education Committee had just inspected the school's facilities. Because they did not meet the regulations, the school It must be shut down, and only after the regulations are met can the teaching be continued.

The scale of the school is very large, with nearly 600 students and 12 teachers. Chris, as the principal, has already said everything. This is a public welfare school, and he just wants to let more children at the bottom have the opportunity to receive education.

"A rule is a rule, Principal Chris, please do what we said well."

"Can you give me some money"

Before Chris finished speaking, several people got into the car, and one of them said with a sneer.

"You figure it out by yourself, what kind of school do you open without money?"

With a tall figure, Chris curled up a little bit at the school gate, pressing his forehead with one hand, and sobbed silently. Many teachers behind him just stood quietly behind him at this time, because no one There is nothing I can do, and I have discussed it with many local businessmen, but no one is willing to invest, thinking that Chris is wasting his time.

And the parents of the students have also been to the school. Chris also mentioned that he hoped that the parents could donate a sum of money to the school, but in the end there were very few. The high education expenses have changed their minds now.

The educational environment is very poor, and the quality of education is very low. This is the status quo of some schools at the bottom. Many people who are full of ambitions and start schools eventually go back. What's more, they just use the name of education to make money. The taxes used for education, finally, through the operation of these people, entered their own pockets and the pockets of the local administrators.

Chris couldn't stand it any longer. In the past two years, he was too tired, and the annual education fund was only a pitiful 5 yuan, and part of it was taken away in other names.

"Principal, why don't we go to the upper floors to find a solution?"

A female teacher said, Chris stood up, sucking his nose, he had to find a way, the school lacked funds, Chris took out the phone, looked at the names of classmates on the phone tremblingly, turned around Walking quickly, although it is embarrassing, he must raise funds within a month, otherwise he will not be able to face the returning students.

One call after another, Chris humbly begged for funds with his former classmates, but the answers he got made him feel ashamed.

"Okay, I can give you up to 10. I'm sorry Chris, I'm training a group of lawyers here, I..."

"Thank you Pullman!"

Chris spoke excitedly, but at this moment Pullman sighed.

"10 can't solve anything at all. You have to understand why your school will be banned, because the three-year review period is coming soon. The education tax in the local taxation needs to be distributed fairly to the students in the area. Yes, and in the past two years, you have so many students, even if you can raise more money, they will not continue to let you run the school."

Chris looked down, he already knew.

"It will become more and more obvious, class!"

"This is not an established fact that we can change now, Chris, I hope you can think clearly, differential treatment is like this, since education is something that can change a person's destiny, it cannot be cheap, cheap education, only Let the quality of education go down, stop being stubborn, Chris, go back to the top, go back to your family."

Chris looked desperately at the black mud under his feet, and everything around his ears began to fade away, but at this moment, in Chris's mind, there were one after another daily pictures in the school.

"It is true that education cannot be cheap, but basic education must be cheap. If there is no one to do these things, people at the bottom will never have the opportunity to get in touch with the middle and upper classes of society. I am not a pure idealist, platinum Erman, you should know it, and you are the same, the simplest addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, literacy, and understanding certain things in society are just basic education, if there is no one to lay the foundation."

"Sorry Chris, I don't want to accuse you, give me your card number, I will transfer the money directly to your account, I hope you can go well."

Chris nodded.

"You too."

After hanging up the phone, Pullman quietly stared at the group of people in front of him, and on his desk was a case entrusted by the Bar Association, an ambiguous case.

"Lawyer Pullman, I hope you can think about it clearly."

"If I do this kind of thing, I as a lawyer"

Several members of the Bar Association got up and laughed.

"Think about Pullman carefully, as long as this case meets our expectations for you, you will be able to enter the cabinet of the Bar Association soon!"

Pullman bowed deeply, and watched the few people leave. He knew the meaning of the Lawyers Association very well. The client of this case was an ordinary person with no power and power, but he had a decisive decision in his hands. evidence, and the defendant was a descendant of a family.

In the case of clear evidence, the man did not want to reconcile Jin, but insisted on suing the family child who violated his wife.

Many people will choose to settle the matter in peace. Once it is brought to the court of law, if it turns into a social incident, it will cause great damage to the reputation of the family. The compensation has already exceeded the amount of punishment imposed by the court of law, but the man Insisting on not wanting the compensation, but going through the law office, the man wants revenge on the other party.

And in the hands of the man, there is also decisive evidence. This evidence has been firmly established by a certain large company, and even the people in the management office don't know it. What the Lawyers Association has to do is to become the man's attorney , because men don't trust most of the lawyers from the Bar Association.

Pullman naturally knew what to do. As long as he knew the so-called decisive evidence in the hands of the man, the Lawyers Association naturally had many ways to defeat the man in the law hall.

The price tag offered by the Bar Association was 100 million, and Pullman was allowed to enter the cabinet of the Bar Association.

Selling his soul for money and power, or not getting involved, Pullman is hesitating. Over the years, he has clearly understood one thing, to collide with money and power is to hit a stone with a pebble.

However, Pullman wavered, perhaps knowing that when the cabinet of the Bar Association offered an olive branch, he decided that if he wanted to climb up, he would have to pay a price, even if the price was against his conscience, because if he couldn't climb up, he would have to pay a price. Then nothing can be done.

Pullman picked up the phone, and after a while, there was a cold laugh on the phone.

"Very well, Lawyer Pullman, it's up to you."

"Ah! I see."

Pullman lowered his head with cold eyes. After a while, he raised his head and dialed the client's number.

"Hello, Mr. Ran Zhi, I am a lawyer from Golden Court Law Firm, Pullman!"

(End of this chapter)