King of Hollywood

Chapter 61 Fundraising Dinner (2)

“Over time, computer technology is only getting faster and faster. Think about it, gentlemen. In the '70s, how many ways did we figure out to give computers a little more space? But now, running a complex operating system is easy! It would be an unprecedented innovation if Mr. Clinton's information highway were to be achieved, so I would definitely be the best investor in the future!” The middle-aged man talked, and his exciting divine colour showed that if he spoke this in the auditorium, his body language would surely be very rich.

“At present, however, apart from a handful of companies with good prospects, such as Microsoft, many have more or less experienced problems, such as Apple.” It is clear that those who say this do not have a good intentions.

“It's normal that Apple's current CEO may have some business skills, but he doesn't have any specific plans for technology updates.” The middle-aged man replied silently.

“But we all know that after the release of in3.0, Microsoft has basically established its own monopoly.” The other side didn't intend to let him go, and a voice plugged in: “Every company has its own direction, and Microsoft takes the civilian-majority virtue route, so Apple can take the high-end elite route. ”

The eyes of a middle-aged man clearly flashed, turning to those who spoke. It was a young man in his early twenties, with a pair of bright black eyes, slightly curly brown hair, about 6 feet tall, who made him look tall and long, with a decent suit, smiling with a good temperament.

“Hello, Steve? Mr. Jobs, this is Adrian? Corwell.” Young people reach out to middle-aged men.

“Hello, Mr. Corwell,” Steve shook his hand, "nice to meet you. ”

He did not ask about each other's professions, and attending such banquets was not rich or expensive, but he was inevitably a little arrogant in his tone. It's perfectly normal. If not, isn't he Steve? Jobs too.

However, Adrian's next sentence made him frown: “Frankly, I don't like you, Mr. Jobs. ”

This is the truth, because of certain things in his previous life, he had some knowledge of the black history of Jobs, the founder of Apple, simply stated that he was weird, arrogant, arbitrary, liked to take others' achievements for himself, and even his illegitimate daughter refused to admit it. Especially when it comes to arrogance and arbitrariness. If he hadn't offended all the board members, would he have been kicked out of Apple?

So he didn't really like this guy much in his last life. But now it's different. Adrian is quite similar to Jobs in some places after his rebirth. It inevitably means a little “smelly." More importantly, this guy has more problems, but less business talent than his shoulders. If he hadn't been kicked out of Apple a few years ago, the war between Apple and Microsoft wouldn't know who would have laughed at the end.

For Adrian, who knows the future, Jobs has a lot of things he wants, and if it works well, the benefits will be quite important to complement his plan, so we can't get along too well right now, so...

“However, there are no perfect people in the world, there are excellent sides and naturally bad sides, so I don't like to go home or not, and there is still respect to be had.” Adrian continued with a smile.

As this disguised compliment unfolded Jobs' frown, nodding his head and lifting his chin slightly: “That's true. ”

“I'm a director, a new director, but I also run media companies and investment companies with friends," Adrian continued, "Mr. Clinton's information highway concept has given us a lot of new ideas that, if successfully built, will open a new door to the media industry. Plus we all graduated from Stanford and have a relatively good understanding of the situation in Silicon Valley, so look forward to investing in the i industry, just as I heard your conversation and walked over, hopefully not bothering you. ”

“No, no, no, of course not," Jobs' eyes lit up behind the lens, “I must say, you and your friend are very visionary, Mr. Corwell, I've never had a faster career...”

This was followed by a long story, although the current i industry was analysed globally, more were still marketing his own NE computer company. This company was created after he was kicked out of Apple, and the main business was to develop new computer technology.

Adrian couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous, having heard Jobs propagate in his autobiography that he was successful and had nothing to do with seizing the opportunity to sell himself anytime, anywhere. Now, this statement is still quite credible, and frankly, if he didn't know what the future looks like, he might be really impressed by Jobs, and this guy is absolutely superior to Clinton, who gave a speech at a fundraising dinner.

“Thank you for your explanation, Steve, and my friend and I will consider your suggestion.” When Jobs had finished his lengthy speech, Adrian was quick to get back to the conversation so he wouldn't go on.

“I'm sure you'll make a wise choice, Adrian.” Jobs nodded and didn't go on.

“So...” Adrian looked at the distant Claude, "I think I'll have to leave and get back to you sometime. ”

He pulled out his card and passed it to Jobs, who likewise gave it to Adrian and then ordered it apart.

The conversation was somewhat rewarding, at least two of them already directly named each other. But that was it for now, and it would take a few more years to deepen the relationship, when the good things in Jobs' hands would be valuable. Of course Adrian wouldn't say that to Claude.

“He was a business genius, yes, he was proud in the early '80s, it was normal, few people became billionaires in the early' 20s, it wasn't easy to stay awake, so it was normal to be frustrated," Adrian said on the way back, sitting in the RV, "at least Jobs wasn't upset, so I thought he was a noteworthy target. Remember, 'Add flowers' is never as good as' Send charcoal in the snow '! ”

“Oh, please, don't speak Chinese to me, okay? When I think of those squares, I get a headache,” Claude screams, "and I know what you mean, that's it. ”

“Well, let's say another thing," Adrian changed the subject, "how's the foreign trade company? Time is running out, and the Soviet Union can last another six months at most. ”

“Really?” Claude picked the eyebrows. "Sure? ”

“No, it's just my own inference.” Adrian knows what he's asking.

“Don't worry, I'll make arrangements, Ed.” Claude thought about it and added: “In fact, I've made arrangements, and I started analyzing it that night, and then I made a plan. ”

“What kind of plan?” Adriatic settled in with interest.

“Well... forget it, let's wait until it's done," Claude said after thinking about it, "I was going to give you a huge surprise. ”

“Huge surprise? Well, I'll just wait.” Adrian doesn't ask much either.

A few minutes later, he frowned, “What are you looking at, Claude? ”

“Of course I'm watching...” I saw his half Claude. Hey, I laughed, "How does a month of Grandpa's life in London affect you - but from what you've done tonight, you haven't changed a bit. ”

“Shut up, Claude! I told you, if you talk like that again, you're welcome!” Adrian was immediately threatened with annoyance.

“Okay, well, I didn't say anything,” Claude Haha laughed, "You haven't really changed a bit, Ed. ”

With a white eye turned, Adrian looked out the window. Of course not, although in that part of London where Emma was always haunted, Adrian almost thought he'd changed, but back in Los Angeles, he knew he was still himself, he knew what he wanted, he knew how to get it.

A Democratic fundraising dinner is fine, mainly to observe any deviation from the highway proposed by Clinton. Adrian was not interested in mixing up politics, and these things were later left to Claude.

Adrian then went into the later stages of Shawshenk's Redemption. To be honest, the editors in the studio were good at their abilities, but they didn't know as much about the film as Adrian, and with as much compression time as possible when shooting, the shots were minimal and very messy, and hardly anyone could figure out the sequence of these shots.

Although Adrian gave guidance over a visual phone in London, it was not a substitute for him to personally edit the film, so what he saw when he returned to Los Angeles was a basic storyline that was clear, but very hard to produce at various turns. In the face of this situation, Adrian had to adjust himself.

Fortunately, as he had previously predicted, it was much easier to modify than to create from scratch, and it took about a week or so to finish editing Shawshenk's Redemption. And then it took another week to take care of the pieces of late work, like adding the music. - Thomas? Newman makes perfectly different music and memories, but equally brilliant; or he contacts several stars to do the dubbing - which must be supervised by Adrian.

Finally, two weeks later, Shawshenk's Redemption was basically complete, and all that remained was to be seen, released and promoted, especially publicity, which was very important because the film had a clear goal, which was to go for the Oscar King Award.

“It will be my ticket to the Oscar Awards ceremony next year.” That's what Adrian said to LaVerne.

(Need more tickets for the new book list ~)