Ronald deliberately glanced at Samuel Hill, then lowered his voice and said, “If you want to make it in Hollywood, you really have to adapt. The Jews hold the discourse power in this circle.”

Samuel Hill agreed deeply: “Yeah. I’ve been in Los Angeles for two months, and all I’ve heard is ridicule and attacks.” He smiled a little awkwardly. “You’re different from them.”

Ronald appeared especially sincere: “That’s just how this circle is. With certain forces deliberately pushing things, whether it’s in works or in reality, there’s a lack of fairness toward you.”

“Mm.” Samuel Hill felt this young man was worth befriending, and introduced himself: “I’m Samuel Hill-Zayed, from Abu Dhabi.”

Ronald shook his hand: “My name is Ronald, Ronald Anderson. Owner of a small film company and a newcomer producer.”

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and since they had just stood on the same side, they quickly became familiar.

After chatting for a while, Samuel Hill remembered what Leonardo had said and asked, “From the way they talk, it seems you’ve run into some trouble?”

Ronald shook his head with a wry smile: “I messed up a movie and lost a lot of money, so now they all say I’m a prodigal. Seeing my new project running into difficulties, they’re all mocking and sneering.”

Samuel Hill asked with concern, “Difficulties?”

Ronald shrugged slightly: “Nothing too serious, those Jewish vampires just think…” He scratched his head. “Look at me, talking nonsense again.”

“You’re just telling the truth.” Samuel Hill was sure this guy really was an outlier; the Hollywood people he’d met before all seemed desperate to kiss up to the Jews.

“I just can’t stand those Jews.” Ronald said indignantly, “Always playing the victim, getting the benefits and still acting aggrieved, as if the whole world owes them.”

Samuel Hill agreed deeply: “That’s exactly right.”

Ronald shook his head, helpless: “You have to compromise to survive in Hollywood. They control distribution and publicity, and it’s all too easy for them to smear someone.”

From start to finish, more than ninety-nine percent of what he said was easily verifiable truth: “And those vampires control a huge amount of capital. Like my new project, they just won’t give me a loan, so all I can do is stare helplessly.”

Chapter 6: A Good Show

After finishing a glass of champagne, Robert was surprised to find that Ronald was actually chatting and laughing with that Arab, and they seemed to be having a good time.

“Looks like I underestimated Ronald a bit,” he muttered.

Then he saw Ronald leave the banquet hall together with the Arab.

Robert watched the entrance of the banquet hall with great interest: “Ronald has grown up.”

Maybe this time he really could get investment from the Arab.

In a quiet corner of the hotel lobby lounge, Samuel Hill ordered two glasses of water, placed one in front of Ronald, and asked, “You owe the bank a loan and have offended the Jews. The chances of getting a loan are very low.”

What Ronald said could absolutely stand up to scrutiny, he just added a lot of complaints about the Jews.

Jews have a lot of power in Hollywood, but there are also plenty in Hollywood who don’t like Jews—though those people don’t like Arabs either.

“I’m planning to give up looking for investment domestically.” Ronald was very frank, “There’s a much broader world overseas. The Germans have always liked working with Hollywood.”

He tapped the table lightly: “After the new project’s launch press conference next week, I’ll go to Germany to look for investment.”

“Good luck to you.” Samuel Hill raised his glass and asked curiously, “You’re holding a press conference? What’s the new movie about? Can you talk about it?”

Ronald thought for a moment and said, “Hmm… I can’t say too much.” He smiled, “I wrote the script, and there are key roles for you Arabs.”

Samuel Hill probed, “Not the villains, I hope?”

“No!” Ronald shook his head, “The character setup is something like this…”

He briefly described the Arab family who would be major supporting characters.

“Sounds different from the usual Arab characters in traditional Hollywood movies,” Samuel Hill said.

Ronald said directly, “Actually, the point I want to make is very simple: there are good and bad Americans, good and bad Black people, good and bad Jews, and the same goes for Arabs.”

“Exactly! That’s so true!” Samuel Hill agreed, then added, “Why is it that such a simple truth is something Hollywood just doesn’t get?”

Ronald shook his head: “It’s not that they don’t get it, they just turn a blind eye.” His mind was working quickly as he spoke, “That’s why we need movies like this, to wake up the audience. Just like the Black movement—if you can just open a small crack, one day the entrenched perceptions will change.”

He spread his hands: “Aren’t people all over the world the same? There are good people and bad people.”

Samuel Hill became even more curious about the film and asked, “You’re holding a press conference? Can I come and have a look?”

That was part of his job anyway; he was ambitious, otherwise he wouldn’t have come to Los Angeles at all—he could have just gone back to Abu Dhabi and lived an easy life.

“Of course you can.” Ronald gave him the time and place: “You’re more than welcome!”

He’d been thinking about how to invite Samuel Hill to the press conference, so it was perfect that Samuel Hill brought it up himself.

On the topic of Hollywood’s smearing of Arabs, the two had plenty to talk about and chatted for nearly an hour.

Ronald never once mentioned his plan to seek Arab investment, and Samuel Hill also never revealed his own identity or job.