Hollywood Hunter

Chapter 58

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Today is Tuesday, March 25.

The day after the 69th Academy Awards, however, the media's focus today is no longer on the previous year's Oscar results, but on yesterday's collapse of the Nasdaq.

Simon boarded the plane just before 9 o'clock on the West Coast and it was already midday on the East Coast.

The U.S. stock market opened today, but miracles did not happen, following yesterday's all-day decline of 7.9% triggering the first meltdown in the history of the Nasdaq, the Nasdaq fell more than 5% during the two and a half hour morning trading session, reaching a low of 6,079 points.

It fell nearly 1,000 points in two days, a cumulative decline of more than 14%, which is also a record for the Nasdaq.

With the exception of a few short sellers who have made it this far, the stock market crash has hurt almost everyone, so neither Wall Street nor Silicon Valley, nor Washington, D.C., has sat idly by and taken every possible measure to stabilize the market.

This morning, Microsoft, which triggered the stock market crash, announced early first-quarter growth estimates for its data center business, hoping to salvage some of the declines.

After all, one loss leads to another, and Microsoft's release was recommended on the front page of the Ygritte portal.

Tim Berners-Lee, Jeff Bezos, John Chambers, Steve Case and other new technology industry giants have also given media interviews, promoting the booming development of the Internet industry from various angles, emphasizing the changes that this field has brought to every aspect of human society in recent years, and trying to reverse the attack on the new technology bubble by the traditional print media, which has been suppressed for many years due to the pushing down of walls by many people.

Over in Washington, the Federal Reserve is again emphasizing that it has no plans to raise interest rates in order to stabilize confidence in the capital markets.

However, under the circumstances, these efforts are ultimately futile.

Soon after Simon boarded the plane, even a phone call from the White House came in, and Clinton tried to see if he could personally endorse the Internet industry, but Simon declined.

Because it's useless.

This time, the Nasdaq is moving higher than it once did at its 2000 peak, and is set for a much more turbulent crash.

Simon's endorsement won't change the outcome, but will only get him into trouble.

Hanging up the phone, Simon gave it some thought and sent out another mass email to all the executives to reassure them, asking them to just do their jobs and not be too concerned about the short-term ups and downs of the stock price. He asked everyone to just do their jobs and not to worry too much about the short-term rise and fall of the stock price.

Then, after an hour or so of dealing with various matters, Simon asked the A-girl to call Ren Jinxi in.

The company has been in the process of developing the new product for a long time. The first time I saw it, I thought it was a good idea. He lowered his head as he continued to read a draft of the Rivne FTA from Ukraine, and asked, "Have you read Qiong Yao's works? He asked, "Have you read Qiong Yao's works?"

When Ren Jingxi saw that the man wasn't looking at him, he relaxed a little and nodded, "I have."

"How does it feel?"

"Some of the early pieces you liked? Like Out the Window."

Simon said, "The thing is, I've got some media business in China, and I was hoping to work with Qiong Yao. He said, "The thing is, I have some media business in China, and I was hoping to work with Qiongyao, but I didn't like some of the projects submitted there. Unfortunately, I didn't like some of the projects submitted there. I just had an idea," he said. I'm planning to find someone to do it myself."

Men talking about business? Is Ruoxi gradually becoming more relaxed? Looked up at Simon behind his desk and listened carefully. Listen attentively.

The real situation can be summed up in one sentence: the famous "Return of the Pearl" was also dropped by butterflies.

Simon searched his memory to remember that "Return of the Pearl" was an idea that came to him by chance when Aunt Qiong Yao was visiting Beijing and passing by the tomb of the Princess, and that it was a ratings miracle.

This time, it was clear that there was no flash of insight.

Simon wasn't interested in Qiong Yao's other works? I was thinking of getting a gunner to rework Return of the Pearl, Princess. I just happened to meet Ren Jinxi? It wouldn't hurt to try.

A little bit to organize your thoughts? Simon continued, "There's a princess tomb in Beijing.

Ren Jingxi shook her head.

The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers, and to help them make the most of their opportunities.

The Princess Grave is in the western suburbs of Beijing, and because of the city's reconstruction, it can only be considered a road sign and is no longer considered a tourist attraction.

"There are several theories about the Princess's Tomb, but I'll take only one, that it's the tomb of a goddaughter of Qianlong." The story starts here, according to the Qiong Yao romance template, with Qianlong, who was a gentleman, going on a tour many years ago, meeting a talented woman in Jinan on the shore of Daming Lake, who was surnamed Xia, Xia Yuhe. The Qianlong emperor returned to the capital in an emergency because of the war on the border, and promised to take her to the palace before he left. However, he was so busy with state affairs that he forgot about her. The woman who gave birth to Qianlong's daughter did not wait for him until the day he died, and many years later the daughter, Ziwei Bar, Xia Ziwei, entered the capital to acknowledge her marriage. ......"

"...... And so, the little swallow was mistakenly recognized by Qianlong as his daughter, and was named Princess Returning Pearl ......."

Inside the cabin study room.

When Simon said this, he looked up, saw Ren Jingxi's face and asked, "Is there a problem?"

Ren Jingxi hesitated for a moment and whispered, "The title of the emperor's daughter in the Qing Dynasty is still Princess, not Princess. Gege is a general term for the daughter of a prince or county king, and has a fixed title."

Simon, seeing Ren Jingxi's careful and unable to resist correcting herself, deliberately used a domineering tone and pretended to stare at her unhappily, "Are you teaching me this?"

Ren Jingxi was busy shaking his head, even more apprehensive, and hung his head: "No, I'm not."

I still have some regrets in my heart.

The expression on her face just now was because she was surprised to find out that a man with the looks of an old foreigner could smoothly brainstorm a Chinese costume romance story.

Then, because of some instinctive pride, she subconsciously pricked.

I wanted to swallow the words back.

He is a foreigner who has mastered Chinese culture to such an extent that he can only be described as a genius, and some of his errors and omissions are excusable.

Simon looked across at the girl who almost shrank herself into the couch, not thinking that he was really scared to make a joke, thought about it, tapped twice on the desktop and said, "Come here."

The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services, including a full range of products and services, and a wide range of products and services.

"Take off your coat and shoes."

Ren Jingxi paused and did so with a red face.

Then the man took her in his arms.

With his arms around the girl's slender waist and lingering body odor, Simon picked up a pen in his other hand and looked back at the thick draft of the FTA on the table as he hooked his lips and asked, "Is your brain not so bright now?"

Ren Jingxi realized that he was just joking with himself.

But how could she know his real character?

It's really a little scary.

What's more, at this time ...... however, when the man asked, she quickly hmmed like a fly.

I'm sure I won't pick on him again.

I'm sure I won't pick on him again, because my brain is really a little buzzed.

Simon then continued, taking a few minutes to go through the story roughly, and finally asked, "How was it?"

Ren Jingxi, still with a faint blush on her face, calmed down and said, "Great story."

"It should be a very Qiong Yao story."

"Hmm."

"Ugh, no opinion of the earth."

"......"

"Did you just hear something?"

"Well."

"If you don't want to be silenced by me, forget about it."

"Hmm."

"All right, let's get back to business. You said you wanted to do things, and you seem to be pretty good at writing, and this is something that's kind of suited to you. However, just being a screenwriter, it's hard to meet some of your expectations, so you can take it a step further, and I'll give you 6 million RMB, oh, don't think about the dollars, to make this 'Return of the Pearl'. Do what Qiong Yao did, write and produce the screenplay herself, build your own team, oversee the shooting and future distribution. If you finish this process, you'll be able to enter the media industry and become a gold medal producer in the future, enough to earn you everything you want, without having to be my vase."

Ren Jingxi listened to Simon's words, both yearning and torn: "I can just about write the story, I don't know how to write a screenplay, let alone produce it."

"You know what I admire most?"

"What?"

"I don't know much about the Westeros system, but I can get other people who do know how to do it. For this project, all you need to do is to write the story yourself. As for the script, you can hire professional writers, directors, actors and so on.

Ren Jingxi wanted to nod, hesitated a bit, but still said, "But it shouldn't be that simple, should it?"

"The easiest job in the film and television industry in any region of the world is to be a producer, and the hardest job is also to be a producer. The easy part is that anyone with money can produce whatever he or she wants as a producer. The hard part is that even if one puts twelve percent of one's energy into it, one may not be able to produce a good work that is recognized by the market or awards. As for you, if you want to do it, you have to learn a lot of things as you go along because of the lack of foundation, and in order to do it well, you need to put in double or even triple the time and effort than a professional, and again, you may not get good results."

Ren Jingxi subconsciously cringed, somewhat reluctant.

Mostly, she was worried about screwing up.

Six million yuan, even if it was in RMB, but even a few months ago, it was a huge amount of money that she might not be able to earn in her lifetime. And, more importantly, the project itself, a story conceived by the Hollywood mogul himself, if it got screwed up, she wasn't sure she would have the courage to stay by his side.

Simon waited for a moment, receiving no response, and took a slight sideways glance at the expression on the woman's face: "Scared?"

Ren Jingxi nodded honestly, "I don't know anything, and I'm sure I'll mess up."

"You don't seem to understand your own situation, or advantages."

"Huh?"

"It's not that I'm giving you a sum of money and nothing else to let you go to China to produce a TV series. This project is definitely attached to Jinshu Media, and since I used to follow Momo, I think you should know about this company?"

"Know."

Zhu Momo as the female lead domestic is still being released "have a word to say", is produced by this company.

"So, after you take over, no matter what you need, Jinshu Media's team can assist you in completing it, and if you don't understand it, you can also find professionals to give you advice. Even if you want to be lazy, you just need to be responsible for paying for it, and Jinshu Media can do the whole process for you."

"Then ...... why are you still looking for me?"

Ren Jingxi said so off the cuff, and then immediately regretted it.

This is no nonsense?

Simon squeezed somewhere on the woman's body and smiled, "Because you're my woman and willing to do things, I put you in charge of this project, and others may not have that opportunity in their lifetime. So, think about how lucky you are to have met me, and remember to give thanks every night before you go to bed."

"Hmm."

"Well, to continue the main topic, Jinshu Media's platform is still the second most important point, just said, you are my woman, so, not only Hollywood, those in the Chinese film and television circle, also have to give me face, to provide you with all kinds of help and convenience, that is the most generous share of resources you can use, big to the sky kind of. Because as long as you know you're my woman, even if you're an idiot, many people will help you get your project done in order to get on my good side."

Ren Jingxi was momentarily speechless.

Simon wrote down some comments on the draft of the Rivne FTA agreement that he had finished reading, and waited for the girl in his arms to digest it for a moment before finally saying, "How do you feel now?".

Ren Jingxi made up his mind, "I want to take this job."

"Very well."

Ren Jingxi went straight to work and asked carefully, "That, 6 million, is that really enough?"

I didn't know about it beforehand, but when I think about it, movies and TV shows are supposed to be the expensive kind.

"China CCTV's Water Margin only averages 1 million per episode, and that's a national drama. This Return of the Pearl, about 20 episodes, averages 300,000 per episode, don't you think?"

Ren Jingxi looked up at me, "I don't understand, teach me."

"What I can teach you is that as a producer, cost control is a critical skill. In the most straightforward example of a movie, the same $100 million box office, one movie costs $10 million and another costs $100 million, the former is a huge success and the latter is a box office failure. For example, under your coordination, a scene that takes three days to complete can be shot in two days, which saves one day's money. And actors, you need to pick the right level of actors according to the budget you have. In the case of "Princess Pearl", with a budget of 6 million, you'll have to cast as many newcomers as possible, or established actors who have a reputation but are in the doldrums and therefore getting paid cheaply. There are also things like location rentals, props, etc. that you need to know in advance, and you need to know roughly what the price will be so that you can negotiate the best price. Otherwise, if you don't know anything, you'll be treated like a fat sheep, and then the price will be doubled or tripled or even tens of times, and you won't be slaughtered for nothing."

Ren Jingxi slightly stared at the eyes, "Dozens of times, how is that possible?"

"Why not?" Simon gestured around: "Let's say this Boeing 767, if you want to rent one for filming, how much do you think is appropriate?"

The company shook its head.

Simon: "This is the problem, the European and American side of the aircraft leasing is a clear offer. Not to mention this. Anyway, if it's something else and you don't know the price, someone else quotes it dozens of times, you'll probably find it reasonable."

"How should I know about this?"

"Ask someone who knows, of course," Simon said, "Here again, the importance of connections is involved, and these, when the time comes, you will certainly have no shortage of them, the key is how you use them, or even if you are willing to use them."

Ren Jingxi solemnly said, "I will use it well."

Simon raised his hand and slid his fingertips over the woman's delicate chin: "But one more thing to remind you of: there is no free lunch in this world. One of the principles I believe in in life is that you get only as much as you give. If you seek help from others, remember their kindness and return the favor at the right time in the future, and give and take, borrow and return, so that it will last. If you only take advantage of others, you will one day find yourself without friends. Of course, you can't always lose out, because you'll be surrounded by opportunists who want to take advantage of you."

Ren Jingxi only felt the detours, but did not complain, and again agreed seriously.

The ivory tower life that she had once lived has never been returned since last year's family tragedy, and for the sake of a coveted sense of security, she had completely put aside her pride and reserve and even seduced a man.

The more we talked, the more we realized how rare it was to have the opportunity to ask a man for advice, and Ren Jingxi continued to ask all sorts of questions, until Simon received a temporary call that was not suitable for her to listen in on, temporarily avoiding it, only to find that he had been sitting in his arms for more than an hour.

She waited outside in the small living room to digest the conversation, probably confirming that he had finished his call, and then knocked on the door again.

Simon, who was typing something on the computer screen, took one look at her, saw that she wanted to come forward, smiled and drove her away: "No, let's stop here, you don't pay me for consulting, if you don't understand anything, ask someone else later.

So she stopped.

A little hesitation, plucked up the courage to say: "You are not going to take a break?"

"I'm not tired."

Ren Jingxi's fingers were strung in front of him and he lowered his head slightly, "I mean, there's supposed to be a bedroom in the plane?"

"Well."

"That ......"

It has just been agreed that she will arrive in New York, rest overnight, and fly back to China tomorrow, where she plans to spend two months completing the story, while doing the prep work and learning at the same time.

And tonight, he had made it clear that he would not accompany himself.

Simon looked up to check her out and shook his head, "Forget it this time, it's only an hour or so to New York."

"......"

I'm not sure if this is the case, but I'm not sure if it's the right thing to do.

Simon saw in his peripheral vision how the girl was hanging her fingers, and half-sincerely said, "I'm a person who values the quality of certain things, so an hour or so is really not enough.

Still reluctant, she whispered, "In that case, are you really not free tonight? I mean, I can wait, and it's okay to be late?"

"I really can't."

Suddenly realizing something, I probed, "Are you, like, going to be with another woman?"

"Yeah."

"I see." Saying so, and standing for a few moments, when the man never spoke again, she felt more and more that she was wrong, and had obviously asked a question she shouldn't have, and instead whispered, "Shall I prepare you something to eat, or drink?"

"Make a fruit plate and send it over."

"Okay."

Hearing his response, he relaxed and agreed, not daring to dawdle any longer, and obediently turned around and went out.