Steven, do you know Nafa Twain? "
"Yes. Why?" Steven was confused.
Nafa Twain was a top Hollywood star, after all. He definitely knew him.
Of course, they had never met or worked together before.
Therefore, they only knew each other, but were not familiar with each other.
"He has a few movie copyrights, right?"
"Yes, but what does that have to do with you?"
"I want to know the value of his copyrights."
Chen Zhao did not avoid Nafa. It seemed that Nafa did not plan to avoid him either.
He could not wait anymore. He did not want to waste any more time.
He did not have time to waste either.
"The most valuable things in his hands are the copyrights of the 'Stealing God' series and 'The Extraordinary Life'. However, 'Stealing God' doesn't have the full copyright. I remember that 50% of it is in the hands of DSN, as well as the copyrights of a few other bestsellers. However, it hasn't been verified by the movie market, so we can't determine its value."
"Help me estimate the price."
"You want to buy it? Nafa Twain wants to sell it to you? How is that possible? "Steven exclaimed.
"Anyway, he does want to sell it to me."
"Wait, this is big. You better call your lawyer here. Also, I'll help you do an evaluation and call a notary as a third party."
Chen Zhao looked at Nafa Twain. "We'll do the deal tomorrow, but I have one last question. You haven't mortgaged the copyrights, right?"
"No, of course not," Nafa Twain said.
"But I still don't understand. Even if Hollywood companies don't dare to take your copyrights, I'm not the only rich person outside of Hollywood. No one will care about DSN. Can't you contact someone else?"
"Mr. Chen, you're not the first rich person I've found. I hope to sell them at a price that's worth these copyrights. I don't want to sell them like trash. I hope to use these copyrights to solve my current debt crisis."
"Okay, I understand," Chen Zhao said. "As long as the copyrights are fine, I'll give you a satisfactory price."
Chen Zhao had $100 million in his bank account, but it was definitely not enough to buy the copyrights.
So, if he really wanted to buy Nafa Twain's movie copyrights, he would have to get a loan from the bank.
Of course, buying copyrights and mortgaging copyrights were different.
Copyrights that had been mortgaged could not be traded.
Therefore, he needed a notary and a lawyer to carry out the transaction.
This way, he could ensure that he wouldn't be fooled.
"If there's nothing else, please go back. I still have guests."
"Then, goodbye." Nafa Twain seemed to have recovered a little of his elegance.
It seemed that the debt problem had caused quite a lot of pressure on him.
Now that he had gotten Chen Zhao's verbal reply, he could temporarily relax.
After Nafa Twain went out, Wang He and Zhou Yu came in.
"Mr. Chen."
"Yes, sit." Chen Zhao nodded.
Zhou Yu didn't sit down. Instead, he stood before him.
"Mr. Chen, I apologize for the conflict two days ago." Zhou Yu had no intention of pushing the blame away. Instead, he took the initiative to apologize.
This improved Chen Zhao's impression of Zhou Yu.
After all, Zhou Yu hadn't really been rude to Chen Zhao.
Throughout the entire process, Zhou Yu had been trying to smooth things over.
If it weren't for Li Youkang's brain, it wouldn't have evolved into the following situation.
In Chen Zhao's eyes, Zhou Yu was someone who knew when to stop.
"It's fine. Have a seat. We didn't get to know each other until we fought." Chen Zhao smiled.
This meant that Chen Zhao had accepted Zhou Yu's apology.
"Mr. Chen, what do you do for a living?"
"I just run a small factory," Chen Zhao said, smiling. "I'm a doctor and a part-time teacher at a university."
"Uh …"
"Zhou Yu, Mr. Chen is a professor at UCLA," Wang He said.
He didn't want Zhou Yu to think that Chen Zhao was an uneducated bumpkin.
Even if Zhou Yu was a mafia boss, he was still a cultured gangster.
As for the small factory, Wang He thought that it was some kind of contraband factory.
"I was blind. I didn't expect Mr. Chen to be a professor."
Zhou Yu really didn't expect Chen Zhao to be a university professor.
At first, he really thought that Chen Zhao was a mafia boss who couldn't earn clean money.
But in Wang He's eyes, Chen Zhao was someone who had eyes and ears everywhere.
After all, Hollywood was famous for being xenophobic.
It was extremely difficult for foreign capital to enter Hollywood.
Even a big shot like Waltz couldn't enter Hollywood.
But Chen Zhao could do it, so Wang He never thought of Chen Zhao as a normal person.
"Mr. Chen, when did you go abroad?"
"Two years ago."
Chen Zhao clearly remembered the days when he was abroad.
After all, it was a turning point in his life.
It was October 1st two years ago. One and a half months later, it would be two years.
To Chen Zhao, it was his homeland.
But there wasn't anyone or anything that he would miss.
University classmate? He didn't contact them after he left the university.
Or the ex-girlfriend that he broke up with?
Chen Zhao didn't have any thoughts of nostalgia.
"Mr. Chen, if you have time to come back, remember to contact me. I'll definitely arrange it for you."
"Sure. If I come back, I'll contact you guys first."
As soon as Chen Zhao finished speaking, a strange feeling surged over him.
At the same time, below Marina's Restaurant.
XXIII, who had just gotten out of the car, suddenly felt something special.
Her domain seemed to have come into contact with something.
Domain?! A beam of light shot out of XXIII's eyes.
She really didn't expect to sense another person's domain here.
The two domains came into contact but didn't fight.
But it was like two water balls touching each other. They sensed each other's existence.
"Grandma, what's wrong?" Marna Bloody Mary asked in confusion.
"Boss, are you not feeling well? Do you need to change the route? "Emera asked.
XXIII stood there for a few minutes and then waved her hand. "Nothing. Let's go up."
When XXIII reached the floor where Marina's Restaurant was, the feeling became even clearer.
That person was also on this floor. It seemed that he was in the restaurant.
Twenty-third Generation entered the restaurant as if he was looking for something.
Emera, Marna Bloody Mary, and the two bodyguards followed behind him.
They didn't know what XXIII wanted to do, but they wisely kept quiet.
Finally, XXIII confirmed the person's location and walked to the door of a private room.
Knock, knock.
"Please come in." A voice came from the room.
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