Chapter 832 Hand in the Paper After 2 Years

When Mariah Carey and Patti Labelle clung to each other, reveling in the applause at the end of the film and the professional courtesies, the people at 20th Century Fox had already quietly obtained first-hand feedback.

Some film critics who have been publicized will naturally tell the distribution company the truth. With the judgment of one of the top seven in Hollywood, they will not still have illusions. , looking this way frequently.

"Yo, thank you for coming, thank you, Mimi and I have made a note."

Song Ya sent Escube and other friends in the circle to save face, while observing the surrounding situation, he saw Jude Law shrinking in the corner listening to what his agent said, and the handsome male protagonist frowned.

The heroine was still unaware, her apple muscles were flushed like wine, "Let's find Brenda first and meet at home, if the party guests arrive and I haven't come back, you can help me socialize first. After leaving the sentence, he dragged the godmother to find the best friend who left in anger halfway.

"Hey, Qiuhua."

At this time, relevant people from the issuer jumped ship and couldn't stop it by themselves, but at any rate, they couldn't let her be attacked by groups like Mira's return to the blue coral reef. Song Ya walked over with a smile and patted Jude Law affectionately. On the shoulders, "Good job! The upcoming announcement schedule is very tight, keep fit, and there is also the Christmas premiere..."

"You don't talk nonsense, do you?" He leaned forward after some politeness, looking into Jude Law's eyes.

"Of course, we won't." Jude Law tightened his cheeks and squeezed out a smile, and his agent answered on his behalf.

"That's good."

I am a bit of a deterrent in Hollywood, especially for this kind of newcomers, so I don't need it for nothing.

Malibu, early morning.

The party has been going on for some time, with bright men and women coming and going, Mariah Carey and the head of her glitter film studio, manager Sandy Glenn, manager Newman and people from 20th Century Fox hiding in the Meetings on the private beach on the side isolated from access.

"Soap opera!? I think I'm pretty good at it!"

Her sharp voice spread far into Song Ya's ears. If you compare the five stages before death, she is now in the transition from denial to anger. Walking back and forth in front of him, "I don't accept being compressed, at least it can't be lower than Whitney's until I wake up!"

"What's the situation with that movie screening today?" Song Ya asked Yeremov beside him.

"I heard that the response is very good. It is a purely female theme, warm and humorous, and the soundtrack and artistry are not low."

Yeremov comforted the boss, "Whitney's acting skills are much better than hers, and the film critics have won a lot. Of course, the box office is another matter. It is difficult to predict the audience's taste."

"Well, here comes Catherine."

She has a very strong personality, and she can't follow the audience's head into the cinema, so she can only provide some remedial help within her ability, and she has other business to do, "Hello, Catherine, this is Stanley, right? Hello."

He smiled and greeted several Chinese who came with Catherine in Cantonese, "Who is this?"

"Hi Song Sheng, this is my friend Zheng Weiming and Lin Dian..."

Now the Chinese in the mixed circle probably know that aplus can speak Mandarin, a little Cantonese, and everyone adds English and chats together like this.

"Song Sheng, if the Blade Warrior wants to play well, you must start practicing martial arts as soon as possible. If it is convenient, I can introduce one or two martial arts to help you, starting from the basic skills..."

The two sides talked very happily. The husband of the competitor Catherine originally wanted to direct, but as an investor and producer with a higher status, he was not so persistent in the directorship. Alternatives, such as Zack Snyder, who has been working with Song Ya for a long time.

Director Xiangjiang has contacts in Hollywood, and the news will not be very closed. Stanley Tang also knows that he has competitors, so he took the initiative to attack.

"I know, but... I don't have time for the time being. Let's wait until 1996. It's only a few days away." It's not good for Song Ya to accept the martial finger he stuffed now, otherwise he will feel bad if he is eliminated by then He had already caused a lot of trouble for Blade Warrior for various reasons, and he didn't want to have another conflict with Catherine on this matter.

The couple, who are currently still husband and wife, occupy one side of the beach and are busy with business.

Catherine has no big opinion on the selection of Stanley Tang. She said that she will wait for a meeting with Marvel and screenwriter David Goyer to evaluate, and then go through a round of selection process.

In recent years, Chinese-American directors have been sweeping the world. Hollywood is vying to invite leading directors of commercial films from Hong Kong, while European directors of art films such as Wong Kar-wai, Hou Hsiao-hsien, Chen Kaige, and Zhang Yimou are in love.

Catherine still wants to think about it again and make a choice, but Stanley Tang is not the only next person, he deliberately revealed that he is also negotiating cooperation with the "white-headed detective" Leslie Nielsen to exert pressure.

"Boss, someone is looking for you."

Linda came to lead Song Ya out of this social circle, and met a middle-aged white man, Barry Siegel, the manager of the Elvis Presley Trust Company.

"You know why I'm here, aplus."

When we met for the first time, this middle-aged white lawyer who managed Elvis Presley's hundreds of millions of estates got straight to the point.

"I can guess, hello."

During this time, Sony and Motura were pretending to be dead. While they were concentrating on defusing their attacks, they also kept sending people to communicate and persuade them to fight.

Including Newman and Estefan, who are very influential figures in Sony Columbia Records, most of them have seen the wind and are ready to abandon Daniel, as well as Hollywood's Italian Gang, Sony's Hirai, and so on.

This is the first time for the person representing MJ's interests. Barry Siegel serves Elvis Presley's daughter, and Elvis Presley's daughter Lisa Presley is MJ's wife. The person sent by MJ is very exquisite, Elvis Presley Trust What the company's managers say and do can easily be disregarded by him, so as not to be caught betraying the black community.

"The core issue now is whether Daniel will stay or not, right?"

Barry Siegel has the politeness of a standard elite white man who refuses to be thousands of miles away. He lit a cigarette casually, "Forgive me for speaking directly, I am here on orders, and I am not very polite. Aplus, his time window has already passed It's over, but you can get everything you want from Sony Columbia Records, why make it hard for everyone?"

It is indeed difficult for Daniel to stay in office, although he himself still has unrealistic expectations, "The core problem is not Daniel, but Motura. I don't want to see him come back." Song Ya also said openly.

"Today is already..." Barry Siegel looked at his watch, and it passed zero, "December 13th, and there are only ten days before Christmas. Daniel and you still have a chance to retain the last dignity."

"I don't accept threats, if you come here just to say these things to me." Song Ya gestured to the door to see off the guests.

"Okay." Barry Siegel shrugged, "In short, I completed my task."

He picked up his phone, chatted on the phone and left.

"Aplus, Motura." Sandy Glenn quickly came over and handed over the phone, "Don't get me wrong, he just has my number."

Song Ya glanced at him, "Hey, Tommy."

"Aplus, it's been two years, and I'm still maintaining my last restraint, don't force me." Motura's voice came from the phone, and Song Ya could imagine the expression on his teeth when he said these words.

"No, you didn't. You kept making small moves, but they didn't succeed." Song Ya would never forget what he did.

"Okay, good." The phone was hung up.

Song Ya returned the phone to Sandy Glenn, who squeezed a smile and then went back to accompany Mariah Carey to the meeting of the Star Dream Tears project.

"Do you think Mimi will betray me?" Song Ya looked at the movement over there and asked Linda in a low voice.

"Motura made her popular, and she betrayed Motura for you. Now, you are going to get divorced because..." Linda held back her words to mock the boss.

"Motura is going to fight back, and our struggle will enter a new stage after the next sun rises..." Song Ya looked up at the moon hiding behind the dark clouds, "It's been two years, how much does it know about me? He How many handles do you have on me?"

"You have nothing to catch except women," Linda replied.

"Um. "

Song Ya looked at Mariah Carey, who was still losing her temper under her opponent, "This day has finally come. Motura and I have worked wholeheartedly on the test papers for two years, and finally it's time to hand in the papers. You don't know Linda, I'm in a bad mood right now." What a joy, competition, now only the best competition can make people excited, I really enjoy this feeling..."

"Then what should we do next?" Linda said, "If Motula has solid evidence of your relationship with a certain woman, Miss Kelly will be annoyed by your continuous betrayal in the past two years, and now she Her film project is nearing completion, and she can do anything on the spur of the moment."

"So we have to stop her from doing stupid things. Even if she gets divorced, she can't be won back by Motura." Song Ya said, "It's time for me to hand in the first answer sheet, hehe, Motura's status Can a single man endure for two years? Call Louise to report and let them act according to the plan."

"Okay." Linda agreed.

In the morning newspaper time, a piece of colored lace appeared in various tabloids in California. A third-rate Hollywood actress who looked a bit like Mariah Carey was bragging about herself in an interview two years ago, 'Motura Mr. is very strong, do you believe it? He can fire fifty shots in a row...'