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Chapter 592 Crazy Woman

Chapter 592 Crazy Woman
Its daybreak!

Traces of last night's battle still remain on the control panel.

Monica has disappeared without a trace.

When Liu Jin woke up, he was lying on the floor of the control panel, covered with a thin blanket.

If he hadn't been completely naked, he might have thought he was having a wet dream!
Run!
It is indeed very moisturizing.

Even though I'm already forty, that feeling...

Cool!
……

Liu Jin walked naked out of the control panel and jumped into the sea.

Like a fish, free as it was, it swam around the yacht a few times before boarding the boat naked, standing on the deck, and practicing a set of resurrection stances.

Then he went to the bathroom to take a shower and changed into some dry clothes.

Barefoot, beach shorts, white T-shirt.

When he returned to the control panel, the remnants of last night had been cleaned up.

Monica brought over a tray with coffee, fried eggs, a croissant, a sausage, and two slices of bacon.

Older women really do know how to take care of people.

But her appearance was a bit strange, as if she had reverted to her appearance from yesterday during the day.

Still very enthusiastic, yet aloof.

what the hell?

Liu Jin was taken aback for a moment, but decided not to expose her and instead accepted the breakfast with a natural expression.

"Monica, I encountered sirens last night."

"Ok?"

"She seduced me and then took advantage of me. What do you suggest I do?"

Monica choked and spat out a mouthful of milk.

She coughed, picked up a napkin to wipe the milk stains from the corner of her mouth, and asked with a half-smile, "Is it really a Siren? Are you sure?"

"Yeah, sure!"

"Then you must be dreaming."

"I don't know, but I suddenly felt a strange emotion towards this sea."

I'd like to stay a couple more days, so I'm planning to bypass Sardinia and travel along the Tyrrhenian Sea. What do you think?

Monica rolled her eyes in a charming way.

"Do you have enough oil?"

"There's plenty of fuel, sister."

"Then let's do it your way..."

"no problem!"

Monica asked the same question yesterday when we left Cannes.

When I asked the same question again today, Liu Jin's answer was exactly the same as yesterday's, but it had a different flavor.

The yacht departed at 10:00 AM.

Monica took the shotgun and ran onto the deck to play a shooting game.

Liu Jin's hunting rifle is a double-barreled shotgun produced by the Austrian Peter Hofer Hunting Company.

This is an Austrian gun manufacturer that produces entirely handmade firearms, with an annual output of less than double digits.

Even the cheapest hunting rifle costs 20 euros.

The hunting rifle Liu Jin owns was a high-end custom-made rifle that Mara Cani had sent to him from Italy after he returned to Toulouse from Sardinia this year. It cost around 350,000 euros. Its performance is exceptional; it's a fine gun.

There were about two hundred shotgun shells and twenty deer bullets on board.

Monica fired more than twenty shots on the deck and returned, still feeling unsatisfied.

She placed the gun on the gun rack next to her and said with a puzzled look, "This gun looks familiar."

"Forehead?"

“I think I’ve seen it at Silvio’s house before…”

She suddenly paused, and her gaze toward Liu Jin became somewhat strange.

"Amos!"

"Ok?"

"You can't be..."

"Couldn't be what?"

"You support Silvio?"

"Wait a minute, who is Silvio?"

"Berlusconi, aren't you a Milan fan? You don't even know the full name of the Milan boss?"

"What does my liking for Milan have to do with Berlusconi?"

"And your hunting rifle?"

"It was a gift from a friend, and I didn't ask about it."

Monica didn't press the matter further, nor did she ask who Liu Jin's friend was.

The yacht was sailing smoothly on the sea when she suddenly walked over, stood behind Liu Jin, and hugged him from behind.

Her body was pressed tightly against his.

She's wearing even less today!

She wore a bikini bottom and a loose floral shirt on top.

Even through her clothes, Liu Jin could tell that there was nothing underneath her shirt.

"Hey, I'm sailing the boat."

"What do you think you should do if the sirens don't appear tonight?"

"Oh, I'll swim around the boat a few times to see if she's hiding in the sea."

"Sirens are sea monsters, and they are excellent swimmers."

"Then I am Poseidon, the god of the sea, and the ocean will bow down before me."

As Monica spoke, she rubbed her body against Liu Jin's.

Seeing that Liu Jin reacted, she giggled and immediately broke away, running off the control panel.

She left Liu Jin there alone, took off her shirt, and jumped into the sea.

Startled, Liu Jin slammed on the brakes...

Even so, the yacht continued to travel a distance on the sea due to inertia.

He stepped out of the control panel and strode to the stern.

On the sea, a mermaid was swimming towards the yacht. Liu Jin hesitated for a moment, then simply took off his shirt and jumped into the sea, swimming towards the mermaid.

……

Back on the ship, Liu Jin was exhausted.

Monica is such a good swimmer!

He overestimated himself.

After boarding the ship, Monica put on her floral shirt, sat down next to Liu Jin, and kept giggling.

"Amos, with your strength, you can't subdue the Sirens."

Liu Jin rolled his eyes in annoyance, got up, took the towel from her hand, dried himself off, and said, "Crazy old hag."

"What do you mean?" Liu Jin had just spoken in Chinese, which Monica didn't understand.

So Liu Jin translated it again in Italian, which made Monica giggle again.

"I'm hungry, what would you like to eat?"

Monica got up to prepare a meal.

Liu Jin suddenly said, "How about a bowl of Italian-style white bean soup?"

"what?"

Italian-style white bean soup!

"How to do it?"

Monica looked completely bewildered.

"First, slice the onion, then sauté it in a pan, add tomato sauce and cheese to make a soup, and then sauté the cooked farfalle pasta in it."

"That's called spaghetti!"

Monica suddenly became irritable.

"Don't come up with random names, okay!"

Indeed, every Italian has a sacred and inviolable pasta in their heart.

Monica went to cook in a huff.

Although she was very unhappy with Liu Jin's random name for the pasta, she still followed Liu Jin's instructions and made a 'Italian-style white bean soup'.

"I've never heard of this name before, not even when I was a child."

She sat on the deck, drinking red wine and eating noodles, constantly grumbling and complaining.

This made Liu Jin laugh so hard he almost fell over.

That evening, the yacht anchored 60 nautical miles off Stintino, Sardinia.

"Tomorrow night, we will resupply at the port of Doms-Madria, and then we can enter the Tyrrhenian Sea."

Are you in a hurry to go back?

"Yes, I'm going to Mays on the 5th to attend my niece's graduation ceremony."

"Oh well!"

Monica was clearly a little disappointed.

But there's nothing I can do about it. I originally thought the flight would take at most two days, but now...

"By the way, has Sophie contacted you?"

"I contacted her twice, and she said you had prepared a script and wanted the two of us to co-star in it?"

"Yes!"

"Sophie should have the script ready next week, and we'll meet up in Rome then. If the script is fine, we'll contact you again... By the way, you're planning to have Ozon direct it? Who's going to invest?"

"me!"

"you?"

"Yes, I'll bring in another fund, and then I'll get Leonardo DiCaprio involved."

The total investment won't be too high, around twenty million US dollars... If everything goes smoothly, we can participate in next year's Berlin Film Festival.

"Your plan is quite good."

But didn't you already invest in a movie before, and there's also La Vie en Rose and Changeling?

With four investments, aren't you afraid of your cash flow drying up?

"I'm not qualified to invest in La Vie en Rose. Emmanuelle will most likely partner with companies like EMI. I'd invest a maximum of two million. Piaf is a leading figure in French chanson, and it's already quite an achievement for me to participate as a screenwriter."

This project will most likely receive investment from the French Ministry of Culture, making it difficult for SNEG to secure a significant share.

As for the baby-swapping mystery, I'll team up with Warner Bros. and that film investment fund; we won't invest too much money.

"That is not bad!"

Monica finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The film industry is too murky. Investing in too many projects at once will make those big companies wary. But you're smart enough not to participate in those big investments, otherwise... hmph!"

Liu Jin understood what Monica meant.

Those big projects might end up costing us money.

Hollywood, on the surface, is an open field, but in reality, it is more exclusive.

Especially from China, and from ZD... However, for now, they're eyeing the mainland market, so they're relatively lenient towards mainland funds. Wait ten years and see! It will be very difficult for Chinese funds to maintain a foothold in Hollywood.

That's an attribute of that continent that can never be changed.

"By the way, when are you graduating?"

Liu Jin paused for a moment, thought for a moment, and said, "Probably around 08."

"And then what? Go back to China? Or go to America?"

"Why can't we stay in Europe?"

"Stay in Europe? What for? To continue writing books?" Monica looked puzzled and said, "With your current status, it would be better for you to develop your career in America. After all, there is a huge book market there."

“I can still sell like hotcakes in America even though I'm in Europe!”

Liu Jin smiled slightly, his words revealing a strong sense of self-confidence that came from within.

Monica's gaze became somewhat unfocused!

She really liked the little man's confidence.

"So you'll stay in France and write?"

"I plan to continue my studies."

"what?"

"I'd like to study some more philosophy, history, or theology."

Why learn those things?

“Writing!”

Liu Jin laughed and said, "I still have many stories to write in my head, but I also need more knowledge."

"So where do you plan to go to school?"