Masur had no idea that the people from Ghana had already set off.

He just received the money from Sanchez and he was very happy.

And in his opinion, running away to the Brick neighborhood safely is basically asking for disability.

The chaos in Brick Street is famous all over the world, not to mention breaking contracts, which shows how dangerous it is.

Fortunately, the guys in Brick Street don't have much time to go out.

Although he is not far away, there is nothing wrong with him.

I suffered a few minor violent shocks, but they were resolved quickly.

Brick's solution is basically a place abandoned by the police. There are not many good people in it anyway. They don't care what you do in there.

With this police force, it is better to patrol wealthy areas more often.

Masur put his feet up on the table, held a stack of U.S. dollars, shook it a few times, and then put it in front of his nose, showing an intoxicated expression.

In fact, he had wanted to sell this shabby place for a long time, but there was no suitable price or seller.

Unexpectedly, a new way to make money has been developed. Now it’s good. The money will flow steadily. When I don’t want to do it anymore, I will sell it as soon as I can.

And at that time, this place may become a small professional film production base, and the price will be higher.

Either An Ran or Sanchez came over and took a look at the place.

I didn’t put forward any comments on those dilapidated shopping malls, office rooms, and dance halls. I just sent people to redo them myself.

These decorations are all superficial and don't cost much.

Of course, most people will still feel pain, but the people in the film company are different. They feel that this is nothing compared to making a movie.

Masur doesn’t care what you want to do in the future.

As long as it can be turned into a movie shooting base, then he will make a profit.

After getting up and stretching, Masur was in a very good mood. It was already noon, and An Ran didn’t know if he had gone into Brick Street.

Standing on the window, he looked out.

I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. There were about ten people standing outside the wall downstairs.

What do these people do?

He rarely has people coming here, and only a few or two people pass by, walking in a hurry.

Because although it is not a particularly dangerous area.

But this slightly remote place is still very scary. Now a dozen people gathered here, most of them coming for me.

The faces of those people couldn't be seen clearly either. Their faces were all covered in sweatshirts, so it was impossible to see them clearly.

Masur has a bad feeling.

Could it be that you are really here for yourself?

He picked up the phone and wanted to call the police, but now they have done nothing. You can only call him a suspicious person.

Most suspicious people will ignore you.

Masur hesitated for a while, maybe he was scaring himself.

Not long after the meeting, the group seemed to burst into laughter and then left silently.

Masur suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Although these people were here and did nothing, they really brought a lot of pressure.

To be honest, I have been reading books recently to catch up on updates, switch sources, read aloud with many sounds, and it can be used on both Android and Apple.】

He looked out the window from time to time. For a full hour, those people didn't show up.

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Masur was relieved now. It seemed that he had overthought it.

Scare yourself.

I took a nap in the afternoon, and when I got up, I heard someone knocking on the door outside.

He looked out the window and saw a guy in a suit and leather suit holding a handbag and knocking on the door outside.

What the hell is this for?

Masur frowned, that guy looked like a lawyer, and he had no time to deal with high-end talents.

He walked out and asked through the iron fence of the yard: "What's the matter?"

The man said: "Hello, Mr. Masur, I am Delta, Mr. Enron's attorney. Can you let me in? I have something I want to talk to you about."

He never refuses lawyers.

Opening the door and saying: "You can come in, but I want to disappoint you... I don't think there is anything to talk about with Mr. An Ran."

"That's not necessarily the case." Delta smiled slyly: "I am here mainly to discuss with you. Teacher An Ran's equipment cannot be taken away for the time being. I will leave it here for you to keep for a while, and you can help keep an eye on it."<

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Masur was stunned for a moment, and then he thought about it, what does this mean?

There must be no conspiracy.

Delta Digu said: "Mr. An Ran has no time to argue with you now. In three months, there is a high probability that the second part will be filmed. I don't have time and I am too lazy to take things away. Just take care of it!"

Masur listened to his voice, and most of his doubts disappeared.

Delta pulled out a document, then a list.

"Mr. Masur, if you agree, then sign a contract and the monthly storage fee will be 100,000 yuan..."

"How much?" Masur almost thought he heard wrongly. Madhe rented out this land for less than 100,000 a month.

You gave me so much money?

Delta didn't seem to notice his expression. He took the lists and compared them one by one. If they matched, he marked each one.

"Mr. Masur, these equipments are very expensive, so you have to worry about it."

"One hundred thousand yuan doesn't look down on Mr. An Ran, but these devices are his treasures..."

When Masur heard this, he thought it was reasonable, very reasonable.

Enron is a rich man, and he knows this. He has tens of billions of assets, and one hundred thousand is really nothing to take seriously.

Earn it back in a few minutes.

These equipments are what he eats, and some props are quite hard to make, so you really need to pay attention to them.

Thinking about it this way,

It all seems reasonable.

After all, although the props don’t cost much, it takes time to recreate them.

For people like An Ran, time is money.

This business can be done.

When Masur thought of this, his face was filled with a smile, "Mr. Delta, I'm so sorry...Actually, you also know that I am in a difficult position. The bid over there is higher, and I am not a rich man like Enron.

I also need to maintain and take care of this place..."

Delta waved his hand, "You don't need to tell me this, we are all business, no human relations..."

Favor is a hammer.

Hearing this, Masur became even happier, and he liked it like this.

Then this business must be accepted.

He rents the venue for only a few hundred dollars a day, but the equipment alone costs 100,000 a month. Only a fool would not do it.

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Delta finished counting the equipment and said, "Mr. Masur, Mr. Enron means that he can pay you first, but when you get the money, you have to do things, so you must take good care of the equipment."

This is because I am worried that I will not do my best.

At this moment, Masur's eyes were full of dollar bills, and he couldn't hold anything else.

And I still feel a little regretful.

What the hell if we don’t drive An Ran away...

There won’t be a good deal if we don’t drive them away.

Rich people are rich people...

Masur was afraid that Delta would regret it, so he signed the contract with his own name.

A slight smile appeared on Delta's lips!
Chapter completed!