Chapter 379 Bob's Countermeasure

Clang!

On Hollywood Boulevard in Los Angeles, right outside the office door of the president of Weinstein International Film Company, Bob Weinstein stretched his hand to knock but halted when he heard the sound of glassware being smashed inside.

He withdrew his hand, lit a cigarette at the door, and waited for four or five minutes until silence returned inside.

Thump, thump, thump!

He knocked on the door.

"Get in here!"

The person inside roared loudly like an enraged lion.

Bob Weinstein pushed open the door and saw glass shards all over the floor. Even Harvey's favorite crystal nude statue was shattered. Harvey himself was sitting in the office chair, his gaze cold and his fleshy face twisted with anger.

His breathing was heavy. With each breath, his big belly and short, thick double chin puffed up together, like a bullfrog in a swamp.

Bob had a big belly and a double chin himself but believed he was a touch more handsome than his brother, Harvey.

"What's wrong, Harvey?"