Chapter 930 The Three of Them

"cut!"

Song Ya walked out of the small room with ease, with a happy face and disdain.

It is rumored that Ovitz is a top broker with a strong sense of responsibility and patience to clients. He is meticulous and has a long-term vision. He never makes quick money and does not hesitate to pay for his clients’ career development and personal connections. Many clients praise him for knowing himself better than himself ...

Seeing you today is nothing more than that.

It's been almost six years since I debuted, yet you don't even understand my character? Are you still playing the game of taking advantage of the fire with me here? Seriously, as long as you offer to do me a favor this time, we can talk about everything!

Is the No. 1 person on the power list in the entertainment industry richer than me? Really!

"Amy, can I call you Amy? Hehe, I have seen your performance in..., there is a lot of room for improvement, do you agree?"

Amy was still not far away, and Song Ya heard her chatting with two ladies about the art film she threw away. The speaker turned his back to him, but his voice sounded familiar.

"That's right, Director Lynch...I, I have been honing my acting skills. I go to Ms. Chubbock's acting class every week, and join the Shakespeare troupe with my friends..."

"Can you give me some advice?" said Amy, in her goofy accent of a courteous girl.

"You can just call me Jennifer, Amy, I have something to say, I want to fly higher in Hollywood, you lack too many basic things, I think it is necessary to find a drama school, and go back to the furnace to accumulate and accumulate... …at least two or three years.”

"This, so..."

It turned out that Jennifer Lynch, the second-generation daughter of David Lynch's director, was still full of bad things, so that Amy, who is currently developing well, disappeared from the big screen for two or three years during the golden period of her career? Who will remember by then, the forgotten rate of youth idol actresses is very high.

"Yo! Bitchi."

With new and old hatred, Song Ya approached quietly and whispered hello in her ear.

"ah!"

Jennifer Lynch was taken aback. Looking back, she saw herself as if she had seen a ghost. She walked away with her hand on her arm, "No product! Scum! Thief!" After pulling away a little, she turned around and cursed, "Wait! Lose your reputation, APLUS!"

"Have a good time in TV circles."

Song Ya smiled and waved at the back of the second-generation director who had rushed to the street to join the TV circle.

"Ah!!!" The other party let out a desperate scream, quickened his pace and disappeared from sight.

"Impolite! What she just said is not unreasonable." Amy took her arm in reproach.

"Haha, don't believe it, little fool..."

Song Ya led him out, "Where's Linton?"

"He left after you and Mr. Ovitz entered, as if the crew still had something to do." Amy hesitated.

Song Ya also felt the strength in her hand, "What's wrong?"

"So... let's go? I still want to know more people..." Amy begged with big watery eyes.

That's right, I just came here, Song Ya looked around, today seems to be a party held by Ovitz for the crew of Disney's Flying Peach Adventure, the live-action and stop-motion animation movie with a budget of nearly 40 million will start drawing next month , the people present were basically Hollywood celebrities, cast members and CAA managers, not many acquaintances.

Although I have something in my heart and I am tired of the endless hypocrisy in Hollywood parties, it is rare to be so close to Amy and openly appear on this occasion, "Okay, let's go shopping, uh, go upstairs?"

"OK."

While the two were socializing, they walked upstairs to the balcony. Song Ya leaned on the railing, held Amy in her arms, and let the breeze blow for a while, "I'll make a few calls."

"Yeah." Amy slapped his face on his chest.

Ovitz actually felt that there was a possibility of taking advantage of the fire. This signal is very dangerous. He is a top agent, and his sense of smell will not be a problem.

Although I barely dealt with it just now, and I always felt that the trouble Kunes caused would not be like this, but it is better to increase the level of defense. Even the second-generation director with a bad brain just now knew that he might be ruined. Is not it?

After staring at the mobile phone directory for a while, he called O'Grady first, "How many of my Netscape shares are unlocked? What is the closing price today? Okay, sell it on the open market tomorrow morning." One tenth of a percent."

Soldiers and horses go ahead without food and grass, and you must have sufficient ammunition for everything you do. The cash reserved for treason cases must never be used, because you don’t know if other enemies will make trouble. Netscape’s stock price is 150 during this time After finishing the knife interval, another 12 million will definitely be enough, and the remaining 2.5% will be discussed later.

Then I called Ms. Sloan and discussed in a low voice for a long time, "Hey, Goodman, it's me, the former Los Angeles district attorney, what's his name? When he was in charge of the MJ case and came to collect evidence in 1993, he and You and I have dealt."

"Wait, let me look for it, Gil Garcetti, yes, it's him." Goodman replied.

"I donated money to his campaign, right?"

"Hmm..." Goodman should be rummaging through the records over there, "Yes, very little, and the accumulation is only close to 10,000 dollars."

"Then I'm a long-term beneficiary anyway. Listen, Ms. Sloan will join Yeremov and Hamlin tomorrow in the District Police District of Gilgarhiti in the name of Victim A+ Film Studios. In this case, Johnny Carson called the police The Bamberke police and Los Angeles, where the script leak took place, both have jurisdiction, am I right?"

"That's right, you want to..."

"Ms. Sloan suggested that I pre-emptively leave all versions of the script of the cat and mouse game with the Los Angeles prosecutors, so that the Los Angeles prosecutors will endorse me at that time, against Kunes and Johnny Carson's peace... Maybe after the peace Made-up nonsense to the Bamberke prosecution. It's a small favor, isn't it? I'm presenting the facts, 100 percent."

"Yes yes, but wait...APLUS, this is A+ Studios also violating their non-disclosure agreement with Hollywood," Goodman warned.

"It's nothing more than a loss of money, Disney..."

Song Ya looked around, "Disney's attitude is very suspicious today."

"Really? That's fine, but let me remind you that the amount is not small. A third-rate liar like Kunes has no money to pay, and nothing more than bankruptcy and jail time, but you..."

"It's okay, as long as it can be settled with money, Yeremov will also hire Cochrane, a top black lawyer with deep connections in the Los Angeles prosecutors' system, in the name of A+ Film Studio."

"Will it seem like an overreaction?"

"It's okay, he shouldn't need to show up in court, and it can be regarded as a preview of possible future cooperation. Cochran should do his best to get the follow-up 'big order'."

"That's true, well, I see."

After finishing the call with Goodman, Song Ya thought about adding another insurance, and called Linda, "Call Carl, I need him to..."

While chatting, the voices of the two women moved from far to near, and one of them was more familiar, no, or almost all Americans would feel familiar when they heard it.

"What a coincidence, Ms. Oprah."

Song Ya put away her mobile phone and pushed Amy who was already dozing off in her arms, "This is..."

Oprah and a white middle-aged woman who looks ordinary but has an elite femininity are traveling together. As the two black lights on the All-Millionaires List, it is natural for them to be very affectionate when they meet face to face for the first time. "You guys Don't you know each other?" After a big hug between the two sides, Oprah, who was short and round, switched to a Chicago black accent and laughed.

"Well……"

"Call me Geraldine, APLUS, nice to meet you." The white middle-aged woman held out her hand.

"Haha, look at me, nice to meet you, Ms. Raeburn."

Song Ya patted her forehead annoyed, Geraldine Laiburn, has already belonged to the president of ABC under Disney, the Oprah talk show is broadcast on the TV network she manages, it is the biggest ace show, "Amy , Amy Adams."

"I've seen all of your movies, Amy, and they have great potential."

The two sides exchanged pleasantries. Oprah was very talkative. She could quickly close the distance with strangers with a few words, and she was able to deftly use the technique of exposing her ugliness to disarm the person she was talking to. The topic was quickly brought to her unconsciously. On A+CN.

"By the way, I haven't expressed my gratitude to you in person. Gordon told me that I don't know how A+CN got through those difficult days without your help."

I still want to thank you, in fact, I also made a special phone call to express my gratitude before.

"It's okay, we always help each other."

Oprah waved her hands and said with a smile: "I know Gordon very well. He is a super super kind and honest media person, but after all, it is the first time to run a TV station, and you need to give some time."

"I understand that my character is really anxious, but I also like him very much, otherwise..."

"What's the current subscriber count of A+CN?" Geraldine Layburn asked, "You've been doing a lot of promotion lately, right?"

"I'm not optimistic. I don't have the exact figures. It's still in progress." Song Ya replied vaguely. ABC is also preparing its own 24-hour news station, which is the one that stole the original name of A+CN.

"You need more support, APLUS, Harper Entertainment, even ABC can participate, remember my last offer? Always valid." Oprah said.

"Well……"

Song Ya didn't want to talk anymore, and was about to gently squeeze the hand around Amy's waist to hint, suddenly Hayden rushed over in a hurry, "APLUS, you are here! Let me find it easier."

"Is there something urgent?" Just right, there is no need to resort to tricks.

"Uh, no." Hayden took out a handkerchief and greeted the three ladies while wiping his sweat.

"William Morris is very nervous." Oprah saw through it at a glance.

"No, no, we and Mr. Ovitz have settled our differences long ago." Hayden quickly defended.

Oprah and Geraldine Labine didn't believe it. They smiled knowingly, "Anyway, I won't bother you."

Oprah took a few steps and turned around and said, "By the way, APLUS, my talk show has temporarily vacated a schedule recently. Maybe you can go on the show and publicly clarify the recent rumors."

"It's a boring rumor." Song Ya smiled and waved her hand.

"This is the No. 1 talk show in the entire meter, APLUS, the schedule is rare." Geraldine Layburn chimed in, "You've been on it before, right?"

"No, there's something wrong with your memory, Geraldine," Oprah told her.

"Really? It's kind of unbelievable, how long has it been since you debuted APLUS?" Geraldine Labine asked.

"Almost six years."

"That shouldn't be, that's too inappropriate, you should show unity, otherwise the outside world will make wild guesses." Geraldine Labon shook his head.

"Uh, there will be a chance in the future." Song Ya can only say so.

"Then I'll take it as your yes?" Oprah asked.

"Uh, I gotta ask, ask..."

"Your agent is here."

"Hey, I can never be his master." Hayden smiled and raised his hand in surrender.

"Uh, uh..."

Amy, who had been unable to speak, suddenly retched, hugged herself with her hands, and slipped down.

"What's wrong with you!?" Song Ya was frightened.

"It seems a little drunk." Amy murmured.

"Sorry, this... I have to send her back..." She didn't drink much tonight, Song Ya understood, and took the opportunity to look at the two top female media professionals.

"Let's talk about APLUS later, and Amy, don't drink too much at the party, pay attention to self-protection..." The two finally left.

"Amy, you did a great job." Song Ya was very pleased with her progress, pinched her cheek and shook her to express her appreciation.

"The acting is good, right?" Amy took the credit, "Then we can't stay any longer, right?"

"Yes." Hayden also gave her a thumbs up.

Song Ya reached out and held Hayden's double chin for a few times, "Are you so nervous? Hayden, your news about William Morris is not as closed as I imagined."

Hayden laughed straight.

"Let's go, just don't screw me up with this mess." Song Ya warned, and the three walked downstairs, when Amy's stomach suddenly groaned.

"hungry?"

"Yeah." Amy replied shyly.

"I didn't eat either." He came in a hurry and didn't notice where the cold dining table was. Song Ya observed that the waiters walked into the same door with empty plates one after another, "Come." Follow the past, and there are usually people over there A table full of food and wine.

"You are jealous of me, jealous of me!"

In addition to the busy chefs, there are two women in sexy evening gowns arguing in front of the TV. One of them is Rashida Jones, the daughter of Quincy Jones. Dada Jones said, "Jealous of my current popularity and exposure, right?"

"I'm ashamed of you. When 2PAC arrived in Las Vegas, they didn't shy away from the media at all, and played with all kinds of women. I really don't understand why you are still obsessed with being her girlfriend!" Rashida Jones said.

"I don't care, I've figured it out with his spirit, let's talk about which artist is not like this, the old man at home..." Kidada is quite open-minded, but Quincy Jones' tutor is the first.

"We are of a new age..."

"Come on, you're just jealous that I have a super popular boyfriend, don't think I don't know what you're doing in Los Angeles these days, hehe, you're always wandering around places where popular male stars appear, right? APLUS, Xiaoli Ya, Jared Leto..."

Kidada's words were really mean, "I'll give you a suggestion, lower your standards and pick an older one with a higher success rate, you're not ugly."

"you!"

Rashida Jones was so stunned that she was speechless. Only then did she notice Song Ya who walked silently to the dining table, "Ah!" Shamed and annoyed, she ran out of the door in a hurry with her face in her hands.

"Ah oh."

Kidada Jones, who is much uglier than her younger sister, realized it later, but she immediately walked out coyly when she was full of talents. When passing by Amy, she stopped and glanced up and down, "Hehe, do you feel it? This room Why did the room suddenly become brighter?"

He should be feeling weird about Amy's glowing white complexion. Anyway, most of the black chefs next to him understood it in seconds, and they lowered their heads and snickered while working.

Song Yanu pursed his mouth, not wanting to talk to the shrew.

After the other party disappeared, he and Amy ate together at the dining table, while Hayden fiddled with his familiar TV.

"Our people have been poached by FOX and MSNBC too much..."

Ovitz, the owner, walked in chatting with Oprah and Geraldine Layburn.

Amy nearly choked on the chestnut cake.

"Amy, are you feeling better?" Geraldine Layburn pretended to be concerned.

"Cough, cough, better, thank you." Amy put down the plate awkwardly.

Song Ya didn't care, people at this level wouldn't tear it apart in person, praised Ovitz for a few words and then continued to eat.

"APLUS, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously..." Ovitz put his hands on his shoulders and began to advise again.

"I'm dealing with it, please trust me, Mr. Ovitz." Song Ya raised her neck and sent the food down with champagne.

"Director Scott, I know you don't like the movie Cat and Mouse Game, but can you comment on the crew news in the United States in the past two days?"

Hayden suddenly turned up the volume of the TV. Song Ya looked over and saw that old Larry, Stan Bracket and Ridley Scott sat together somehow, and they were participating in a talk show on a British TV station.

"I don't know if Fang can go into too much detail, but I think the contribution of APLUS is unquestionable. He created and enriched the story line of the male lead, the FBI agent played by John Malkovich. The rough cut, and the terrible version that ended up in theaters..."

When Ridley Scott said that everyone in the studio laughed, Ridley Scott also grinned self-deprecatingly, "In short, no matter which version, it can be said that it fully implements the will of the APLUS outline. He's a young man with a lot of ideas and I like him."

"Dancing for the first time in my life..." The host looked at Old Larry.

"He wrote the script." Old Larry said firmly: "Universal's second script is much worse. They don't understand what the audience wants to see."

"Not exactly, I've got someone to polish it, I'll testify! Haha..." Stan Blakhey first suppressed it and then raised it.

"Then other screenwriters..." The host started to make trouble.

"Uh...uh..."

Ridley Scott spoke for a long time before saying: "I'm a very frank person, you know, so I can't get along with big companies..."

Everyone laughed again.

"Let's just say that Kunes et al. did most of the detail work, and Johnny Carson... there's a bit of a historical reason to it, you know, what was popular in the early eighties was completely different than it is now, by as much as Barely in a world. Old school 007 kind of thing, you remember? A story about a single protagonist who can do everything, basically, and that kind of thing was popular back then. . . Johnny Carson, of course. The story written is also very good, very good."

Song Ya laughed from the bottom of her heart, and it was hard for someone like Ridley Scott to beat around the bush.

He found Ovitz, Oprah, and Geraldine Layburn all staring blankly at the television.

"These three old men are quite interesting." He sneered secretly, "Amy, I'll take you back to rest."

"Um."

After greeting them, Shi Shiran walked out the door, "Hayden, why are the three of them..."

"We, William Morris, persuaded old Larry and Stan Brackey to go to England to persuade him. Of course, we have to talk to Ridley Scott about some tactics. It's a small thing." Hayden laughed.

"It was a nice surprise and the timing was good."

Song Ya was amused when he thought of the reactions of the three inside just now, "It's better to be old Larry, at least he will never cause so much trouble. It just so happens that the football stunner still lacks a director..."

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