Chapter 781

"What happened?" because it was just an unimportant part of the play, Cameron, who had been staying up all night, directly handed over the task of the on-site director to the deputy director and ran to the cabin to have a little sleep.

As a result, I didn't expect that if I went to sleep, there would be a big problem.

In fact, the on-site deputy director knows the identity of boss Jia. He knows that this is the golden master of the crew and a person who can really talk, but most of the crew members don't know.

So most of the crew members glared at boss Jia after what happened and stood with the seven actors to denounce boss Jia.

The deputy director couldn't see it. While trying to restrain the crew members, he sent someone to invite director Cameron to deal with this problem.

Then Cameron, who stared at a pair of red eyes, appeared at the scene. The deputy director hurried up and told the whole story roughly.

"Mr. Jia, I can understand your feelings for your nation, but your ancestors came to Europe and the United States with money mouse tails. This is history. Please don't destroy the normal shooting of the crew, or I will be very embarrassed!" Cameron is also very tough. Facing the super financier of the crew, Cameron said impolitely.

Well, after all, boss Jia's hundreds of millions of dollars have been spent and the film is almost finished. Does boss Jia have the courage to give up all the money.

"Director Cameron!" boss Jia knows that people like Cameron have to convince him in another way.

"I won't talk to you about the national feelings of the Chinese people. Let's talk about historical facts!" boss Jia said lightly with bare arms "In history, the revolution of 1911 took place in China. In February 1912, the Qing government announced its abdication. The Titanic sank in April 1912. At this time, China has entered the era of the Republic of China. All Chinese people have cut off the damn golden mouse tail behind their heads. This is the historical fact. Shouldn't you admit it?"

In fact, there is a problem with boss Jia's saying so. After all, there were still many old and young people in the Manchu Dynasty. In addition, even some ordinary Chinese people did not have large-scale hair shaving after the revolution of 1911 because of their concern about whether the Qing government might be restored at any time and their inertia of wearing a lifelong money rat tail.

After that, it took more than 10 years for people to lose the braids behind their heads.

Of course, Cameron can't understand the history of China in such detail, especially the history of shaving and braiding. He was fooled by boss Jia very smoothly and nodded, which is regarded as admitting what boss Jia said.

But Cameron went on "Even if you Chinese began to remove the pigtail of the money rat behind your head in February 1912, it took more than three months for the news to spread from China to Europe, even the fastest cruise ship. I don't think the eight Chinese boatmans on board at that time could know the news of the success of the 1911 Revolution so quickly. They should still keep the money rat behind them Pigtailed! "

Speechless as like as two peas, Cameron was so quiet that he had no idea about the way Cameron thought. He still said that Cameron was still in the presence of money tail braids, because in his view, this is the characteristics of the Chinese people at that time and the truth of history, which is absolutely not to be abandoned. Everything must be exactly the same as in history.

"If you want the money mouse tail, I won't shoot the play! There's no need to shoot the whole Chinese content!" boss Jia said faintly. Instead of appearing the damn money mouse tail in the film, it's better to keep everything as it is. There's no need to shoot any Chinese stories.

"Good!" seeing boss Jia's tough attitude, Cameron is not willing to show weakness. He still has his own persistence.

Seeing things going in the worst direction, the studio producer Jon Landau appeared in time. He gasped and said, "I found it, I found it!"

"Mr. Landau, what have you found?" boss Jia asked curiously.

"You are... Mr. Jia!!" at this time, boss Jia is still wearing makeup and showing his bronze upper body muscles, which startles Jon Landau, who doesn't know the truth. He doesn't understand how the dignified boss Jia suddenly looks like this.

"Leave me alone. What did you find?" boss Jia waved his hand.

"Oh, I found the relatives of one of the six Chinese survivors!" Jon Landau gasped. "One of the Chinese survivors later returned to the United States from Cuba and opened a Zuo Zongtang chicken restaurant in Los Angeles. My people spent a lot of effort to find his descendants and got a diary from his descendants!"

"Really!" boss Jia was surprised at first, and then asked strangely, "Mr. Landau, how can you go to find these survivors?"

"It's not our Cameron director's request!" Jon Landau touched his old waist and smiled bitterly. "Our big director has to pursue the authenticity of history. Although we have collected a large number of information about six survivors at that time, he still insists on finding the survivors' descendants and getting more detailed information from them, so I went to find these descendants!"

"I see!" boss Jia took a deep look at director Cameron and said, "Mr. Landau, have you brought that diary? Can you show it to me?"

"Those relatives refused to give me the original of the diary, but they agreed to let me take a photo version on film. I developed it all and it's all here!" Jon Landau took out a lot of photos and gave them to our boss Jia. Boss Jia got them in his hand at the first time and began to review them one by one.

It can be seen that although the worker can write, his handwriting is very ugly and the number of words is very few. Basically, he just records some daily accounts.

But soon, boss Jia found an interesting record in this diary.

"On the sixth day of March, the second year of Xuantong in the Qing Dynasty, the three of us were sold to the shipyard as boiler workers. I hope this job can make more money and let us live a good life!"

"On the seventh day of April in the second year of Xuantong in the Qing Dynasty, an extremely painful thing happened today. When Er Liuzi was burning a boiler, he was ignited by Mars and half of his scalp was burned. The foreigner doctor said that he had only 20% chance to survive. May the Buddha bless him!"

"On April 19, the second year of Xuantong in the Qing Dynasty, two or six sons survived for more than ten days and died. They didn't have money to buy coffins and cemeteries. They just threw them into the sea. However, the remaining two of our fellow villagers and six others fell into depression and entanglement. Should we cut off the braids behind them?"

"On May 22, the second year of Xuantong in the Qing Dynasty, my braid was ignited today. We were all prepared and were extinguished without burning our scalp. However, it also strengthened our determination. The eight of us cut the braid behind us together. I hope our ancestors will forgive us!"

Seeing this, boss Jia's heart is both sad and pitiful. Did his ancestors live in the era 100 years ago? It was indeed an era of great humiliation for Chinese!

However, in this way, the debate between himself and Cameron can come to an end.

Boss Jia put this diary in front of Cameron, and then translated it for him personally. Finally, boss Jia said "Mr. Cameron, this braid has nothing to do with history. Any workers working in the boiler room will not have long hair, because it is too dangerous for their work. All the workers in the boiler room are basically bald!"

"This is very obvious in the diary. At the same time, my ancestors also paid the price of their lives to prove this. If you have any questions, you might as well ask other workers in the boiler room to see if those workers will have long hair!" boss Jia said faintly.

"No need!" Cameron shook his head and looked at boss Jia with an apologetic face. "This time, the workers working in the boiler room should not have braids. This is not in line with history and reality. I admit my mistake."

"Somebody, tell the theater manager to put away all the braids. We don't need this!" Cameron ordered quickly.

"Wait!" boss Jia suddenly said, "in addition to putting away all the braids, I have another request."

"What requirements?"

"That's to fire these seven guys!" boss Jia said coldly. "Director Cameron, since you're here to shoot Chinese workers, you should naturally invite eight real Chinese people to play instead of three Fusang people, two Koreans, one Thai and a guy who can't even be counted as a person!"