Hollywood Hunter

After spending two hours at the reception, just after 9:30, Simon took Janet to leave.

On Sunset Boulevard, Janet, who was blushing, leaned against the slightly opened window and blew the wind for a while, then looked at Simon beside him, and said, "Little boy, are you going to agree to come down?"

Simon nodded: "Yes, Orion's conditions are still very sincere."

"But," Janet tilted her head and said, "They only give you a week's test shooting time. Are you afraid that they will kick you off intentionally?"

Simon naturally has such worries. He is not a naive person, and he knows Hollywood is full of countless scams.However, if he wants to launch "Laura Run" in the short term, he will not have other better options.Moreover, at the reception just now, Brian de Palma gave Simon another big guarantee.

"Did you just hear it? Brian said that as long as Orion finally chooses me to be a director, he can be named as the executive producer of the film."

Although Brian de Palma's name is far less effective than Spielberg, and has been in the trough in the past two years, he is still a well-known Hollywood director.Being able to name the executive producer on a completely newcomer's new work can still add a lot of attention to the film.

In addition, Simon also has enough confidence in his own strength. As long as Orion does not intend to seize the film in the first place, he believes that this matter will have a very good result.

However, in this way, the owed human relations are getting bigger and bigger.

Moreover, Orion has given a budget of 1 million US dollars, and naturally will not agree that a new man such as Sandra has no qualifications as a heroine, which is also a problem.

Janet sitting on the co-pilot noticed Simon’s frowning gradually, thinking for a moment, and said, “If you don’t donate the money, you can definitely make this movie without any restrictions, right?"

Simon heard Janet suddenly mention this again, looked at the woman sideways, and saw a slight guilt in her expression, saying: "This matter has nothing to do with you. If I want to leave that money, you No one wants to snatch it from me."

Janet blinked, her expression somewhat dissatisfied, insisting: "How can it matter, it must be related."

Simon smiled, stopped answering, and began to concentrate on driving.

Janet turned her head like a little girl and seemed to suddenly lose her breath with Simon.

The Ford sedan drove along the winding sunset avenue at the foot of Santa Monica Mountain. After more than ten minutes, Janet noticed a neon billboard on the side of the road before turning his head again. "Hey, go again I passed Palisades before, are you lost?"

Palisades belongs to the mid-level luxury mansion on the western edge of the Los Angeles City section of the Santa Monica Mountains. Although it still belongs to Santa Monica City, it goes further, reaching the end of Sunset Boulevard and turning to California No. 1 The highway is the Malibu area.

It is obvious that the Montana area where Simon lived has been clearly missed here.

Simon shook his head and said, "No, don't you live in Malibu? I'll take you back."

Janet pouted, and despised: "Coward, you are really afraid that I will be at your home."

Simon smiled and said, "You are drinking."

Janet was stunned, but somewhat dissatisfied, said: "Are you drinking too?"

Simon only drank a very light cocktail at the beginning of the reception, and even the beer was not as good as it was. Janet asked the waiter to adjust a glass of vodka after he had talked with Mike Medova. Simon was naturally not worried about women. Drive back like this.

Seeing Janet still looking at himself, Simon shrugged and said, "So, I am a man, even if caught by the police, I go to jail.

When Janet heard Simon’s words, her long eyelashes flashed a few times, and the whole person seemed to suddenly soften, leaning sideways against the seat with a layer of water in her eyes.

Simon felt that the woman next to him had suddenly disappeared, turned his head and glanced, and immediately pretended to be frightened to fight a cold war.

Janet blinked again a few times, and suddenly reached out, and pinched mercilessly on Simon's waist, resentfully: "Asshole, you really are a little asshole."

In such a mess, the Ford sedan came to a mansion near Malibu Dume Point Park without knowing it.

Simon stopped the car and looked at Janet, who was still shrinking down on the co-pilot like a little girl. After a pause, he leaned over and kissed Janet gently on the cheek. "Okay, good night, Go back to bed early. Also, the car borrowed me and I will return it to you tomorrow."

Janet found that when Simon came over, he even lifted his cheeks to let him kiss him, and suddenly he felt too dissatisfied.However, she nodded and reluctantly pushed the door to get out of the car after hearing Simon's instructions.

Seeing the black panning iron door across the road open and slowly close it, Simon turned around and headed toward the road.

In the mansion, Janet felt that her drink might not be awake, or even a little bit heavier.

Turn on all the lights in the living room, and the whole person fell softly on the sofa, feeling a little floating, so he rolled to the left and then to the right.

Then it fell on the carpet.

Rubbed his head, some pain, and naturally angered a guy.

Then I remembered what happened tonight.

After thinking about it for a moment, he soon made up his mind.

He didn't want to get up, so he walked to the short side of the sofa like a lazy cat, reached for the phone and pulled it in his arms, and slowly dialed a series of numbers.

After a few beeps, the call is connected.

"Hi Iceberg, have you missed me recently?"

The quality of long-distance calls across the ocean is not only poor, not only has a significant waiting time, but also mixed with current sound.

A moment later, there was a reply there, which was a little unkind.

She was not angry, grinning.

"Of course I have something to do with you, and no one wants to talk to you, but I'm afraid of freezing... Okay, okay, that's it, lend me 1 million, yeah, it's in dollars... I don't agree The old man speaks, and you tell him, if he dares to send some messy men over to me to blind date, I will openly find a woman to marry... Please, if you refuse to borrow, I can only sell stocks …Woo, you cold-blooded woman, did you even hit me with stocks, are we still relatives? Be careful that I will sever ties with you... Then how much can you lend me... 500,000? How could you only have 500,000? …Okay, okay, Melbourne should still be in the daytime, you call me now, I will use it tomorrow... Then that, goodbye, oops, I will freeze to death for a while La."

Wake up the next day and prepare breakfast.

There is no dining table in the dining room, so I can only sit down by the kitchen counter and eat slowly.

Somewhat annoying how to talk to Sandra Bullock about last night.During this time, Sandra also spent a lot of energy on this movie. The two originally agreed to go through all the attractions that were surveyed today.

Mike Medova said he could seriously consider a few days, but Simon did not intend to delay it.

It seems that there will only be opportunities to make compensation later.

Thinking about it, after having breakfast, Simon was about to call about Sandra Bullock to come out and talk, and the doorbell suddenly rang.

Opening the door, Janet, who changed her casual outfit today, appeared again outside the door.

Simon looked around again and asked, "How did you come?"

Janet despised Yang's limited edition Hermes shoulder bag in disdain: "You don't think I have only one car?"

"Okay," Simon let Janet in and asked, "So, what's going on today?"

Janet didn't say much, and took a check from her shoulder bag and handed it to Simon: "Now, you can shoot "Roller Run" exactly as you like. If it's not enough, I can get it again next month. some."

Simon glanced at the cheque, which was $680,000. If it was based on the budget of the production assistant he hired, the money was almost enough.

just.

Simon hesitated for a moment before saying: "Jenny, I am still very confident in my movie. However, you must also know that the movie should be regarded as the most risky investment in the world. No one can predict a movie. Whether it will succeed."

Janet rolled her eyes impatiently before Simon finished, "Why the hell, little boy, do you want it?"

"Yes," Simon nodded immediately, but said quickly: "But if you lose, don't cry, especially not like you were in the hospital that day."