Chapter 1281 The Qualities of a Great Director

"Then how do you evaluate Elsa? Leaving aside personal emotional factors, let's be objective?"

Liu Yun thought for a while, "She is a genius in the field of fashion design. She was recognized by Mr. Lagerfeld as soon as she debuted back then, and she has great ambitions. She wants to create a luxury brand that surpasses several major companies, but so far, the plan is still stuck. On paper."

After a pause, "You haven't said anything yet? Why did you suddenly think of asking Elsa?"

Yang Cheng didn't hide anything, and said truthfully, "My newly established fashion company needs a CEO. After searching for a headhunter, none of them met the requirements, and those who met the requirements didn't like my small temple. The CHO mentioned Elsa as a candidate, so I was thinking about asking you about the situation."

Liu Yun understood, "If you have many candidates, Elsa is by no means your best choice, but if there is really no one, you might as well use her, it is too much in the early stage, at least her ability is Certified by many brands."

"I see, I have to think about this matter carefully, please be busy, I'm hanging up~"

"Wait, there is a Chinese party tonight, your dad and I will attend, will you come?"

Yang Cheng didn't like this kind of occasion. Apart from comparing each other, it was meaningless, so she resolutely rejected her mother, "Forget it, I'm not interested."

But Liu Yun still said, "If you have time, it's best to come here. After all, people from all families will participate. If you don't go, it will be disrespectful."

Yang Cheng frowned, "Isn't it related to the Light of Chinese organization?"

Liu Yun was helpless, "Have you guessed it all?"

"Is there still a need to guess?"

"Okay, you decide for yourself. I mean, it's better to come here, even if you stay for a while, you know that we Chinese value face very much."

"The Zhao family held it?"

"Otherwise, who else has such a strong appeal?"

Yang Cheng sighed, "I hate this kind of human relationship the most, okay, I will go there when I have time."

"Well, that's it, get busy~"

As soon as the phone hung up, before she could catch her breath, Susu came over and reported, "Boss, Mr. Steven Spielberg brought his team to the company to ask for a meeting.

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Yang Cheng frowned instinctively, "Spielberg? Let him come up, wait, do I still have an appointment?"

Susu looked up, and recalled a little, "There is also a meeting with the management of Toutiao's technical department~"

Yang Cheng weighed it up, "Postpone it first, you grasp the time well, if it doesn't work, just push it off, bring Steven up, and you can entertain his subordinates."

"Understood~"

Susu packed away the coffee cup, and Yang Cheng pondered the purpose of Spielberg's visit, "Could it be for the New York Times project?"

. . .

Not long after, Susu brought Spielberg up in casual clothes.

"Hey, Jason, just came here without an appointment, didn't disturb your work?"

Yang Cheng smiled and came forward to shake hands with him, "No, I was just bored, but your sudden arrival did surprise me."

Spielberg shrugged slightly, "In fact, I didn't have any plans. I just came to New York to investigate the scene. I just wanted to talk to you about the "New York Times" project, remember?"

Yang Cheng secretly thought that it was true, but there was a smile on his mouth that couldn't be concealed. Being so active meant that Spielberg was very concerned about this project, "Of course, it's only been a few days, how could I forget?"

After a pause, he invited him to sit down, "What do you want to know? I'll ask the relevant people to come over and introduce you personally."

"Thank you, I would like to hear the history of The New York Times, and the classic reports from the past, which will help my screenwriting team write the script."

Yang Cheng thought for a while, called Susu in and told, "Go and bring Mr. Spielberg's team up, and also ask the editor-in-chief of The New York Times, Dean Baquet, to come as quickly as possible."

Su Su immediately said, "Mr. Baquet is in touch with the Toutiao app about the new layout of the online version of the news."

"Great, save time~"

Turning to Spielberg, "Wait a minute, Steven, do you want something to drink?"

"I think it's best to have a glass of red wine while listening to the story~"

Yang Cheng laughed, "Good idea~"

When he came back after choosing wine, Dean Baquet had already met with Spielberg's team. Yang Cheng suggested, "Ladies and gentlemen, why don't we change seats? There are not enough sofas here~"

Among the people brought by Spielberg, there are two screenwriters, a man and a woman, and a photographer. At this time, he has already taken out his drawing book, and it seems that he is preparing to compose the picture while listening.

Yang Cheng secretly praised that it is worthy of being a great director's team, and the division of labor is meticulous.

Everyone came to the salon area, sat on several sofas, and each had a glass of red wine. Dean Baquet sat in the position of the speaker, his face flushed. He had already learned that the "New York Times" might be adapted He realized that this might be an opportunity for The New York Times to take off again, and he was a little excited thinking about it.

When it comes to professional fields, Spielberg's authority is unquestionable, and he began to dominate the conversation.

"Mr. Baquet, you are an old man of the New York Times. Why don't you tell us about the newspaper first? Anything is fine."

"Anything is fine?" Although Baquet is the editor-in-chief and has a sharp pen, letting him speak, especially a special 'speech', still makes his head go blank, and he doesn't know where to start.

The female editor under Spielberg took the initiative to remind, "Why don't you talk about the newsroom first? For a newspaper, the editorial department is definitely the core department."

With the direction, Dean Baquet knew what to say, took a sip of wine, had no time to savor, cleared his throat and began to say, "If you look at it from the perspective of a bystander, the news editor of the New York Times Ministry is a strange place:

It is a huge functional house stretching from Forty-third to Forty-fourth Streets, occupying the third floor of The New York Times' fourteen-story building, interconnected by rows of gray metal desks, typewriters and telephones Get up, and hundreds of people sit with pens or keyboards, writing, editing, or reading about the world's latest horror.

It is no exaggeration to say that almost every five minutes there is a report of a disaster arriving here, such as the riots in Myanmar, the riots in Tanzania, the military revolution in a certain country, or a violent earthquake in a certain area.

But I will say that none of this seems to impress anyone in this room. It was as if so much bad news had permeated the atmosphere of the place long ago that no one here was immune to it. "

This is how the editor-in-chief of The New York Times described the newspaper's most "powerful" department, the newsroom.

If it sounds to ordinary people, it will definitely feel absurd, but everyone here has contact with this industry. They know that Dean Baquet's description is extremely accurate, and that is the most authentic appearance of a newspaper editorial department.

Dean Baquet swung his wine glass with inexplicable pride on his face, and continued, "The most widely circulated in our editorial department is a medieval fable: A traveler meets three stonemasons and asks them respectively, 'What are you doing?'

The first replied, 'I'm throwing stones. '

The second replied, 'I am making a foundation stone. '

A third replied, 'I'm building a church. '

That's why I stayed. "

Dean Baquet recalled the scene when he first joined the newspaper office and said emotionally.

At this time, the male screenwriter asked, "Can you tell me what you think about the editors and reporters of your newspaper?"

Dean Baquet thought for a while, "First of all, you need to know that if the news is not reported, it will have no impact.

This is my basic view on the importance of news media presence.

On that basis, and to answer your question, it seems to me that most journalists are restless, sleazy peepers who find fault with people and places.

For them it was not the sane spectacle of everyday life that was alluring, but such things as riots and looting, the division of the country and shipwrecks, the exodus of bankers to Rio and the burning of nuns.

Glory is their pursuit, spectacle is their passion, and formality is their enemy. "

When Spielberg heard this sentence, he excitedly said to the screenwriter, "Remember this sentence, I will use it in the movie."

Dean Baquet ignored it and continued with his answer, "Without the press, the ZZs would know they didn't have to speak, the civil rights marchers would delay their marches, and the alarmists would withdraw their horrendous speeches." predicted.

Speaking of this, I have to mention my idol and my predecessor, Carl Van Ander, who was the editor-in-chief of The Times at the beginning of the last century. He is not only an excellent newspaperman, but also a scholar, a mathematician genius.

It was Mr. Van Ander who pushed The New York Times to expand its coverage of polar expeditions and spaceflight, laying the foundation for the paper's image in the space age.

He was also the first editor to make Einstein's mistakes public. "

Spielberg vaguely felt that Carl Van Ander was a good prototype on which to base his character, so he stopped, "Can you elaborate on this? I mean he took Einstein's something that went public wrong."

Dean Baquet nodded, "Actually, there is nothing to say. I can find the specific reports for you. The newspaper has archives and records. It probably happened when Van Anda was reviewing a course report about Einstein. Sir discovered that the physicist had made an error in one of his equations."

While he was talking, the screenwriter was frantically typing on the keyboard, and his typing speed flew up.