After saying this, seeing that the other party was still unmoved, Kendrick directly served the tough dish: "So, it's better to cooperate with Sony. You know, although I'm not an Oriental, Sony is a Japanese company after all, and Oriental culture is common. Moreover, as long as you agree, we can sign an agreement immediately, and a film contract of $2 million per movie. What do you think?"

Hearing the number of $2 million, Jet Li raised his eyebrows slightly.

Of course it's not too much.

However, if he is based on his previous value, of course, it is not bad. However, how could it be the same before "Black Man" and after "Black Man"?

The waiting agent had not arrived yet, Jet Lee was about to deal with it, and then left directly, and his phone suddenly rang.

After making gestures to the other party, Jet Lee answered: "Hey?"

A sound that was probably slightly distorted because of the trans-ocean phone call came across the opposite side, and Jet Rie sat upright slightly.

"...Hello, Mr. Xiang...Yes, everything is fine, Mr. Xiang... Well... I can only help you ask. Actually, Mr. Xiang, you can contact Daenerys Entertainment directly...Okay, of course there is no problem...I, I may not be able to go back recently...Well, it must be...Okay, goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Jeter Lee's expression was subtle.

James Kendrick waited for Jeter Lee to hang up the phone, put down the coffee cup, and then said, "Jet, let's continue, or 2 million may be a little less, 2.5 million, how about it? You have to know that Jack Chengdu didn't have such treatment at the beginning, and we can pay half of your salary in advance, and then everyone will choose the script, or, if you have any good ideas, we can also talk about it."

The other party was polite, and another Asian face finally walked into the entrance of the cafe.

Jet Lee nodded opposite, stood up and greeted him, hugged him: "Jerry."

Jeremy Zhao looked apologetic: "I'm so sorry, I'm late, oh, Mr. Kendrick, are you here too?"

Sony's producer stood up and said, "Are you?

"Jeremy Zhao, I'm Jeter's agent," said the Asian middle-aged man, handing over a business card and adding: "We met at the party last week, but you certainly don't remember me."

"Oh, remember, remember, Jerry, you're here just in time. Everyone sit down and chat, I'll treat you."

"I'm so sorry, Jeter and I have already made an appointment, so we're going to rush over now."

"It's okay, why not tomorrow, or when will you have time, let's talk."

Jeremy Zhao and Jet Lee looked at each other and nodded: "No problem, Mr. Kendrick..."

"Jim, just call me Jim."

"Ha, Jim, why don't you give me a business card? If you don't mind, I'll take the time to call you."
Chapter completed!