Subtitle of this chapter: Learn from Comrade Akashi!

"Damn the first year of high school!"

Yoshisaburo Nomura and Iroku Yamamoto are military strategists and not artists, so their perspective on reading this script is definitely different from David Griffiths, and they are also smart people. After reading only one beginning, they understand the thoughts of screenwriter Yuan Da.

They have been in the United States for more than a year, but they still understand the emotions among the American people. Just as Yuan Yanshu said three months ago, Americans "love God and hate the British." In 1921, there were at least 10 million Irish descendants, ranking second, a little more than the third English. What I heard was that the first white American population in the United States was German descendants.

In a democratic society, population is votes. Assuming that 90% of the population in America are Irish now, then the British Empire can now take a shower and sleep.

But 10% of that was enough, especially in America at that time, when the poorer Irish, Italians and Jews lived together. In these constituencies, their voting was of great importance and could fully influence the policies of the Republican and Democratic Party.

So it is not difficult to guess what kind of reaction these Irish people will react after watching this movie that reacts to the Great Irish Famine.

After reading the script from two neon golden grass, Yoshisaburo Nomura couldn't help but slapped the handrail of the sofa and sincerely exclaimed: "Mr. Yuan is worthy of being a master of knowledge and knowledge. Not only is the novel written so well, but even the movie script is so outstanding, which is really admirable."

Yamamoto Iroku seemed even more excited and said firmly: "Although I don't know any movie, according to my opinion, this "The Lonely Girl in the Famine" will definitely be sold well in the United States... No, the whole world! I want to congratulate Mr. Yuan first."

"That's right, right." Nomura Yoshisaburo nodded, "Mr. Yuan, this movie may...well, it will definitely affect the political situation in the United States as you said. Please make sure to shoot it as soon as possible."

"Please!" The two neon golds stood up together and bowed.

When we met a Japanese with many etiquettes, our Master Yuan had no choice but to stand up and said, "Two, sit down quickly."

After they sat down, he sighed and said, "I and the two 'Haiguo men' of the Great Japanese Empire hit it off at first sight, so I didn't talk nonsense in circles. I am really satisfied with this script, and I believe there will definitely be a very high box office, but..."

He spread his hands and said, "But because of this, I can't take pictures now."

Hearing such inconsistent statements, the two neon gold suddenly became confused and asked naturally: "Why?"

"No money!"

"No money?"

Yuan Yanshu explained very "sincerely": "You two don't know anything. In order to ensure the quality of this movie, I invited Director David Griffith, the number one in the film industry today. You have seen his movies..."

These two Neon Kings have really watched movies by movie masters and nodded.

"You will know that after watching his movies, he is a very pursuing artist. He is even more sophisticated in the quality of the film, so he gave me a budget. The production cost of "The Lonely of Famine" is as high as..."

"Three million US dollars!"

"Nani?! Three million US dollars..." This number really shocked the two naval officers. Their eyes were about to fall out.

Nomura Yoshisaburo gasped and asked stammeringly, "Yuan, Yuan, Mr. Yuan, you, are you wrong? Isn't it three million or three hundred thousand?"

Three million US dollars is 7.5 million yen, and the Japanese Navy's Ruozhu-class destroyer cost only 1.56 million yen. The film "The Lonely Girl in the Famine" is equivalent to five destroyers.

Of course, at this moment, they would not have thought that the box office of this film was as high as 30 million US dollars, which could just build two Tiancheng-class battle cruisers.

"Hey, I also reacted like this at that time." Master Yuan sighed deeply and said listlessly, "I repeatedly confirmed with Mr. Griffith at noon, but he insisted that either he would not take pictures or he would have to spend three million US dollars."

Yamamoto Izuru asked, "Mr. Yuan, can you change the director?"

Yuan Yan suddenly heard this and said furiously: "Mr. Yamamoto, this "The Orphan Girl in the Famine" is my child. How can I treat my child badly? I'm not relieved if I don't leave this child to Mr. Griffith."

"Hey, you don't understand what we artists are doing." Master Yuan waved his hand and said, "I wanted to give up at that time..."

The two neon golds shouted in their hearts, "Don't give up!" They hadn't discussed it yet, but they had already decided. If it really didn't work, they offered to buy the script at a high price and found someone to shoot it.

Yuan Yan suddenly changed his tone and said, "It was then that I heard you come. Then I thought of an outstanding soldier from the Great Japanese Empire..."

Speaking of this, he began to pretend to be cigars again.

After waiting for 80 cents for a long time, I couldn't help asking: "Mr. Yuan, who did you think of military seniors?"

"Oh, I thought of the hero behind the Russo-Japanese War, Akashi Motojiro! Lord Akashi is a man who can match ten divisions by himself."

Well, those who know a little about modern history must also know this genius who is known as the "number one of the Russo-Japanese Wars". Once he had a meeting with Akito Yama County. He sat and urinated while driving, which made the shoes of the elders of Yama County wet.

During the Russo-Japanese War, he served as a military officer stationed in Russia and Dorje under the order of the General Staff Headquarters, and was specifically responsible for intelligence work. Akashi Motojiro spent a lot of money on Comrade Lenin, so Lenin entrusts Trotsky to use this money to carry out a series of subversive activities.

In addition, he fought almost alone and did a lot of intelligence work, which seriously hindered the Russian military's military operations.

Master Yuan stood up and chanted with his hands behind his back: "Why do you want the princes and princesses? Ambition is enough to stretch thousands of miles away. Success and failure are like ink every day, and the white sails are in the storm..."

"Although my writing skills are poor, my ambitions are impressive." He sighed and shook his head, "It's a pity, I, Mr. Yuan, have no chance to meet such a hero. I don't know when we yellow people will be able to turn the tide like this, and we regard money as dirt as great heroes..."

This genius turned burp in 1919 due to a cerebral hemorrhage and was only fifty-five years old.

Hey hey hey, what I said is so obvious. You two military officers in the United States don’t understand what I mean, learn from your seniors.
Chapter completed!