Grant also had a headache at the moment. Leni Riefenstahl was a hot potato for him. "You can ask them about this." Grant pointed to the people behind him and said, "My head is getting big now. The office is full of people, talking about anything, protesting, agreeing. "Victor looked at Lubitsch and others. Before he opened his mouth, Chaplin stood in front of him with his hands crossed: "Victor, you can't see that woman! She is the incarnation of the devil! She is singing the praises of the executioner! You can't see her, and you have to write an article in the newspaper criticizing this ugly Nazi ghost!" Chaplin was extremely angry and spat. Looking at him, Victor felt very unhappy. "Mr. Chaplin, it seems that it is my personal freedom to see her or not." Victor said. "No! Never! This is a matter of conscience for the filmmakers! Victor, the bad things you did before and the bad things you do again are your own business, but if you go to see her, it will be a shame for Hollywood." "Charlie, Don't wear such a high hat!" Lubitsch was very disgusted with Chaplin: "We are making movies and don't care about politics. To be fair, Lenny Riefenstahl's movies are still very good!" "Very good! Haha, the devil's snacks are tempting! That's tempting garbage!" shouted Chaplin. The next two, Frank Capra and Kim Vidor also joined in the argument, causing Victor to have a headache. "Okay. Everyone, stop being so noisy." Victor glanced at Grant: "Jenny, tell me, where does that woman live?" At night, Victor put on a neat suit. Got in the car. "Are you really planning to go see her?" Nicholas Schink went with him. The old man was very puzzled: "Didn't you advise John not to go to the troubled water before?" "I really don't want to go, but let me think about it, since she I was asked to go. It would be rude not to go, wouldn't it? "You must have something up your sleeve," Nicholas scolded. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Hehehehe. Victor smiled evilly. Hollywood Billy Manor. A luxurious mansion with bright lights. A cocktail party is going on. When I walked into the garden, I saw singing and dancing everywhere. In addition to American officials and Hollywood celebrities, I could see some people wearing Nazi uniforms. Among these people, a woman with blond hair and blue eyes wearing a fiery red coat was extremely eye-catching. She is tall, fair-skinned, and has a curvy front and back. She is really a beauty. What¡¯s rare is this woman. He's also a film genius. ¡°God is so unfair, how could he be so kind to this woman?¡± Victor laughed. At this time, Grant, who was talking to Leni Riefenstahl, saw Victor and waved to Victor. Coming closer, Victor and Leni Riefenstahl embraced warmly. "Victor, I finally saw you, your movie. It makes me so happy! You are a genius, a rare genius! In Hollywood, I have not seen a director with more ideas than you! Other movies , It¡¯s really too bad!¡± Leni Riefenstahl was not tall, but his voice was very loud. This voice could be heard for thousands of miles, causing all the Hollywood filmmakers around him to turn their faces. Victor's head was filled with black threads: "Dear Lenny, don't say that. If word spreads, I don't want to be around in Hollywood anymore. No one is willing to go on stage to give me the award at the award ceremony. You" "You are all a bunch of idiots. You bastard!" Leni Riefenstahl didn't seem to have a good impression of Hollywood. He pulled Victor and sat down affectionately: "You are a genius, there is no need to be as familiar with them. Believe me, I never go there easily. "Praise people." "This" Victor was a little scared by this enthusiastic woman. Aren¡¯t Germans very strict about being old-fashioned? Nicholas gloated and laughed beside him. "Victor, you are Italian, right?" Leni Riefenstahl's next words left Victor even more confused. "Well. What's wrong?" "Still from the Ferro family?" Leni Riefenstahl's face showed a trace of pride that was difficult to capture. It seems that this woman knows herself very well. "That's true. Madam, I dare to ask" Victor wanted to know what this woman wanted to do. "Actually, I came to the United States this time for two things." Lenny pointed to the group of Nazi officers next to him: "On the one hand, it's political matters. I'm not responsible for this. I'm just cooperating. It's a cover " "oh. " "The second thing, although it has something to do with politics, at least it is a movie. "Lenny Riefenstahl said: "My personality is like this, straight to the point. Film is very important to us, and Minister Goebbels attached great importance to the inspiration of this art. All art must serve the immortal cause. At present, all the writers and artists in Germany, especially the film workers, are devoted to the fiery revolution. We are in great need of talents like you, Victor. To be honest, our leader loved your film very much after watching it, Lay. He was very fascinated by Ang and Matilda" "That's because your leader is a lolicon himself. Victor complained in his heart, but he quickly responded: "Madam, I will not go to Germany. " "All right. Lenny chuckled: "I knew you would never go to Germany." " Victor breathed a sigh of relief, but soon he was driven crazy by Lenny's words: "But, are you interested in Italy? " "Italy? What happened to Italy? "Victor said. "Italy and we are allies, and the leader also loves movies very much. Although he is a layman, he attaches great importance to the propaganda power of movies. When he met with the leader, he talked about your movie, and he also liked it very much. , after returning home, we must invigorate the film promotion in Italy, so through my visit this time, I invite you to return to Italy. You are Italian and should serve your motherland and people. Moreover, the other side promised me that as long as you are willing to go back, you will be given a high position, including the Propaganda Minister. Besides" Lenny lowered his voice and said: "Your Ferro family's business, I mean, the mafia-related business, can go smoothly" Victor was really sweating at the news brought by this woman. It's okay that Hitler has seen my movie and liked it. That son of a bitch Mussolini actually asked me to go back to Italy and make me the propaganda minister? Do you want me to hang with him in the square from now on?