Sarah was a very practical woman.
Back then, she could leave James and the second director. Now, she could leave Sonnenfeld.
She wasn't very famous now, but she knew how to protect herself.
Sonnenfeld couldn't even protect himself now. Of course, she wouldn't go through thick and thin with him.
She wasn't the only one who flew away in the face of disaster.
Tyreese's ban had been issued. Everyone who Sonnenfeld had once been involved with drew a clear line with him.
Night was approaching. Sonnenfeld didn't even have money to call a taxi.
He suddenly sat in front of his house. All his belongings were piled outside.
In just two or three days, he'd lost everything.
Just then, a figure appeared before Sonnenfeld.
Sonnenfeld looked up and saw the smiling face.
Chen Zhao was standing before Sonnenfeld.
"You … What are you doing here?"
Chen Zhao took out the ten-dollar bill. "I said that I'd personally return this to you soon."
Chen Zhao tossed the bill in front of Sonnenfeld.
Sonnenfeld's expression was very ugly.
"Also, I remember that a few days ago, I told you that you need to find an empty space in the homeless camp."
"It's you! It's you!! "Sonnenfeld roared and pounced at Chen Zhao.
He didn't know why, but he felt that Chen Zhao had done all this.
Chen Zhao's words kept echoing in his mind.
If Chen Zhao had nothing to do with it, he wouldn't have said those words.
However, Chen Zhao casually pushed him to the ground.
"It's all your witchcraft, right? You demon, you monster … give me back everything, give it back to me … "
Chen Zhao stepped on Sonnenfeld's chest. "You asked for it. You asked for it."
A car stopped before Chen Zhao and Sonnenfeld.
The window rolled down. Sonnenfeld saw Steven in the car.
"Mr. Steven … Help me … Help me. This barbarian, he wants to kill me …"
Steven glanced at Sonnenfeld and then at Chen Zhao. "Chen, you're such a bully."
Hearing Steven's words, Sonnenfeld's expression became even uglier.
Then, he thought about how Steven had accepted to be an editor for James' movie after he had offended Chen Zhao.
At this moment, Sonnenfield finally understood that he had offended someone more influential than him.
And it was all for a vain woman.
He had lost everything.
At this time, another woman in her twenties walked over.
He saw Sonnenfeld on the ground, Chen Zhao in front of him, and Steven in the car.
"Father." The woman ran over quickly. "Who are they?"
Sonnenfeld lowered his head. "I'm fine. Why are you here?"
"I heard something happened to you. Come home with me."
The woman was very cautious of Chen Zhao.
She could tell that her father and this man, as well as Steven in the car, were in different states.
It looked more like they were bullying their own father.
"Dad, did they bully you?"
"No … I'm really fine," Sonnenfeld said.
"That's great, you actually have a daughter." Chen Zhao watched as the father and daughter left, supporting each other. "Oh, you lost your money. Aren't you going to pick it up? Mr. Sonnenfeld. "
Sonnenfeld paused and turned his head to look at Chen Zhao, his eyes filled with fear.
"Dad." Sonnenfeld's daughter stared at Chen Zhao angrily.
She could feel that Chen Zhao was forcing her father.
Sonnenfeld turned his head silently. He picked up the ten-dollar bill and stuffed it back into his pocket.
"Dad, did he threaten you? Tell me not to be afraid of him. I … "
"No, really …"
Sonnenfeld did not want his daughter to mess with this man.
Because of that conflict, he had gone bankrupt.
He did not think that his daughter would do anything if this man targeted her.
Chen Zhao got into Steven's car. Famtis was driving.
"Chen, how do you plan to take revenge on Sonnenfeld?"
"That's it. I've already made him bankrupt and humiliated him. That's enough."
Chen Zhao did not want to continue this topic. "Oh, do you have any plans for New Year's?"
"No," Steven asked. "Do you have any plans?"
"I plan to hold a party. All my friends can come to my house. Drink as much as you want and there'll be a lot of food," Chen Zhao said. "Famtis, you can come too."
Famtis's heart jumped. She knew how expensive Chen Zhao's wine was. She also knew how delicious Chen Zhao's food was.
Americans usually celebrated Thanksgiving and Christmas as a family, but they liked to get together to welcome the new year on New Year's.
However, Famtis still waited for Steven's answer. After all, she was Steven's bodyguard.
If Steven did not go, she could not go either.
"Sure," Steven agreed readily.
"Mr. Chen, can I bring Evan?"
"Of course," Chen Zhao replied. "Evan is welcome," Chen Zhao replied. "Oh, help me call James. I can't get through to him for the past two days."
"He turned off his phone on purpose," Steven said. "His movie is a hit. All the movie companies are contacting him now."
"Can he come on New Year's Eve?"
"I'm afraid not. He's busy with publicity," Steven said. "He should be abroad now."
"That's a pity." Chen Zhao shrugged. "How much is his movie's box office now?"
"The North American box office has reached $300 million and it's still rising."
"How much will it reach?"
"The box office in North America has a chance of reaching $800 million," Steven estimated.
"Much worse than you," Chen Zhao said.
But it was understandable. The Lucky Coin was not the kind of ability that could grant all wishes.
Instead, it could fully unleash the user's abilities.
There was still a large gap between Steven's abilities and James'.
"Oh, Chen, I plan to find a Chinese actor to play your role. You're Chinese. Do you have any recommendations?"
"No, don't ask me about that. I've never cared about celebrities in the entertainment industry, whether they're from China or Hollywood. Based on your fame, you can contact the companies in China. I'm sure they'll recommend their actors to you one after another."
Steven's name was very influential all over the world, whether it was in Hollywood or other countries' entertainment circles.
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