King of Hollywood

Okay, this is just a joke. How could Adrian let them lose if he was willing to work with Globe? Otherwise, it would strike him as a minor blow to the image he now operates. How can Shawshenk's Redemption be classified as one of the saddest films in film history if the memory of Shawshenk's Redemption box office can't reach 30 million, and naturally it can't be separated from Agan Zheng, which was released the same year?

Of course, this also has a lot to do with the lack of publicity on the part of the producers, as lack of resources and lack of focus have affected the box office by not getting too many positive reviews at the time of the release. Fortunately, Colombia watched several Oscar-nominations after nothing, and after operating with unprecedented success in the video market, the film has been at the top of the video rental store for a long time.

Now in Adrian's hands, he can copy the movie almost perfectly, and there's another general manager around who's done a great job of publicity, plus Universal's involvement, so if he still gets the same results as he remembers, he can stop doing this.

Anyway, does that movie need to be world-wide, too? When one was alone in the corner, Adrian suddenly thought of the purpose of coming to the party today. According to data he can easily recall, the budget seems to be between 50 million and 60 million, which Adrian can now fully take out, or one-third of the company, Claude, and himself, privately, and since this big cake can be eaten, it doesn't have to be shared anymore.

But... Adrian shook his head again, and the act of eating alone is nowhere to be seen, and sharing and winning in this age is the right thing to do. And the reason he chose to develop a relationship with Globe, besides that person, is because in the future, conflicts with Globe are minimal.

After all, he still has a lot of scripts to make money on. In the future, make up for one or two. This time the cake is so tempting... Adrian suddenly laughed and didn't even talk to the client properly. How can he start thinking about the latter things? Do you think these things will always go their own way? Confidence is a good thing, but once it's too much, it becomes complacent, so let it go.

Adrian, who made up his mind, was about to find a place to sit and sweep the lobby before stopping. The man he was waiting for was joking with a few people next to the first window.

“Yes, she's an angel, and although there aren't many lenses, noble looks like that can't be learned.” With a mustache on his chin, Steven? Spielberg recalled to those around him that while wearing a suit, the iconic flat, round glasses and beard remained unchanged.

“Sorry to bother you. Audrey? Mrs. Hepburn, Mr. Spielberg?” A voice suddenly plugged in, with a bit of magnetism a little low, but nice.

“Are you?” Spielberg looked at the young man in front of him unexpectedly.

“Adrian? Corwell.” Young man introduces himself, "it's good to see you here, Mr. Spielberg, and I grew up watching" et "and" Great White Shark. "”

“I'm glad to see you here, young man," said Spielberg with a smile and a few words of Adrian's name in his mouth, then his eyebrows shouted: “It was the ghost who directed the show. ”

“I'm flattered,” Adrian shrugged, "I just had a few different thoughts and expressed them in a movie. ”

“Don't be so modest, young man," Spielberg chuckled, "I've seen your Memory Shards, and the concepts and clips are really exquisite, and you're an idealist. ”

“It's an honor to have your compliment, Mr. Spielberg - OK, Steven, please call me Ed - but sometimes I prefer to shoot something as childish as you do. ”

“Something can't be forced, Ed, as long as you know what you want to shoot. ”

Through the common topic of cinema, the younger and the younger talked about it, from Spielberg and Audrey working together "Forever", which we were just talking about, to Adrian's unfinished "Memory Fragment", which they all talked about. Adrian, who had a lot of information, was greeted with no trace, and the two spoke quite speculatively.

“Yes, I admit that the film was influenced by the failure of my parents' marriage, and the feeling of loneliness was unbearable. And… this also has the effect of my marriage failure, especially in the last few months…" Speaking, Spielberg couldn't help but sigh and say this to Adrian - albeit unintentionally - which means that he made a pretty good impression on him.

“This seems to be Mrs. Audrey's last movie?” Adrian didn't want to continue this conversation, "I really wanted to go back to the '50s and see her with my own eyes. ”

Spielbergton laughed out loud: “Every man probably thinks so. She is truly remarkable and very attractive. At any given time, she has an unspeakable trait that fascinates people. ”

At this point, he suddenly remembered something and looked at the time and apologized to Adrian and opened his hand: "Sorry, Ed, I have to go. I have something else to talk to you about. It was nice talking to you. ”

“Me too, Steven.” Adrian nodded, making a sudden reminder of something before Spielberg stepped forward, and said, "Well, Steven, there's a movie that doesn't know if you're interested. ”

“A movie?” Spielberg, the film director, instantly became a businessman with a slight twinkle in the back of the flat lens - the great director was judged in his previous life to be the director, and Adrian agreed that he was the businessman who picked up the camera and put it down.

“Yes, a science fiction adapted film, very imaginative.” Adrian's eyes didn't blink.

Spielberg thought about it, taking his card out of his jacket pocket and handing it to Adrian: "So, when he calls my assistant on Monday, he'll schedule a meeting for you. ”

“Thank you." Adrian picked up and saw Spielberg disappear at the entrance to the lobby.

“Is that why you asked to work with Globe?” LaVerne didn't know when to get behind him.

“Yes, he's one of the few people who can control the science fiction film very well, not to mention...” Adrian watched his general manager not go on and he knew LaVerne understood what he meant.

Just... seemed a little rushed? Adrian smashed his mouth and looked at the card in his hand. Forget it, no matter how much, there's still an ace in hand, and I'm sure it's not a problem to convince Spielberg.

“I'm leaving first, Ralph.” Adrian greeted LaVerne and walked to the gate, and his purpose had been achieved and there was no need to stay here.

Walking to the elevator, Adrian pressed the button and started waiting. The elevator arrived a few minutes later, and as he went in and pressed the lobby floor, the rush came through: "Wait! ”

A big hand blocked the elevator door that was closing, then a white man rushed in angrily, looking between 35 and 45, with a beard and a tight eyebrow, looking rather rough.

Another white man then rushed in: "Don't be so impulsive, James, you're being really rude. ”

He had a bitter smile on his face and it was clear that the first man had just caused him a lot of trouble.

“I've restrained myself, Wendell, and I can't stay in there any longer," the man who told James to wave his fist abnormally angry, “listening to what they said was unbearable! ”

“Oh, shit, why don't you think about what you're asking for!” Wendell grips his hair in agony, "the investment has accumulated to $100 million, James! How many movies have $100 million invested?! You've set a record for Hollywood, and you should know it! ”

“You've seen the footage I made, haven't you? That t-1000 coming out of the fire,” James said excitedly, "you think that's shocking, don't you? You think that's great, don't you? But I can tell you, Wendell, with another $10 million invested, I'll make the whole movie even more shocking and amazing! ”

Wendell shook his head with a grin: "Nobody's going to invest anymore, James, because you should know what 100 million dollars of total investment means. Nobody's going to take that risk. ”

James was silent, and he knew it, but he didn't want to accept it.

“Well, James, that's it, take advantage of the remaining two weeks, even if it doesn't work out for you, but I'm sure Terminator 2 will still be a great movie. ”

“I know, Wendell, I'm just a little upset.” James covered his forehead and sighed.

And there was another sound in the elevator: "If it's just $10 million, I might be able to invest. ”

Two people were stunned, so they woke up that there was someone else in the elevator. Even though it was a little embarrassing, James coughed up and looked at each other: "Sorry, we were a little excited about what happened before, so we didn't pay attention. Who are you? ”

“Adrian? Corwell," The young man in the corner reaches out and smiles with a faint smile and looks upbringing. "Nice to meet you, James? Mr. Cameron. ”

“You know me?” And James, who shook his hand, had to pick his eyebrows.

“What if Terminator Two isn't directed by James? Cameron's words, then there's no need to make them.” Adrian smiled, “frankly, I've been waiting for the sequel for seven years. ”

James couldn't help laughing and following him: "Adrian? Corwell? You're the ghost director. ”

“Thank you. I just have some ideas in the movies.” Adrian remains calm.

“That's good enough, most directors just follow the established procedures.” James waved with disdain and looked at him enthusiastically: "You just said you could make an extra investment, right?! ”