Five Hundred and Eighty-Four-Michael Eisner Won't Bankrupt Me, but Wayne Will!

"Harvey, maybe you don't have to do this."

In the dressing room of the studio, Matt Damon was chatting with Harvey Weinstein in a low voice. They arrived here at noon. According to the time, they had already waited for a long time. Such a scene was unpleasant to say the least. The point is the humiliation of Chi Luoluo, the president of Miramax.

"Walt Disney has blocked the attacks from Warner Bros. For several months, Warner Bros. has not continued to cause trouble. I think Wayne Greenberg will not pursue him anymore. After all, the media's focus on He has never been a narrow-minded person in his reporting.”

"Ah!"

Although it has been a few years since anyone has humiliated himself in this way, Harvey Weinstein is quite calm. Faced with Matt Damon's persuasion, the first thing he responded to was a sneer. "Believe me, I know Wayne Greenberg better than 90 percent of the people in this circle."

He raised his wrist and glanced at the time. His huge body moved back and forth slightly to relieve the discomfort caused by sitting for a long time. "Do you think this is the end? No, as long as Wayne Greenberg doesn't nod in person, he will definitely attack me again at some time. By then, it won't be the harassment of Warner Brothers. This young man , it’s black at heart!”

Harvey Weinstein never hesitated to use his own standards to measure the young Jewish director. Even in his heart, that guy's darkness and bottom line were even more shameless than the shameless person he was known to everyone to be.

If Wayne Greenberg was really a sunny gentleman, a kind-hearted social activist, and a philanthropist as reported in the media, it would have been impossible for him to climb to where he is now at such an alarming speed in this dirty circle. Location.

"It's been a long time, and he obviously doesn't want to see you."

Matt Damon also saw him looking at the time, shrugged, and said helplessly: "Didn't you get a call from Disney just now? Maybe you should go and deal with work first. I heard that Michael Eisner I have always been eyeing Miramax, will this cause..."

Shaking his head firmly, Harvey Weinstein's fat face was shaking constantly. Even in the face of Matt Damon's persuasion, he had no intention of leaving first.

"Listen to me, Matt."

At this time, the fat face was full of seriousness, and he turned to look at Matt Damon, who was sitting next to him waiting for his friend, with extremely serious emotions in his eyes. "Michael Eisner has always been unkind and wants to swallow up Miramax, but he won't try to bankrupt Bob and I just because he wants the complete Miramax! You know ?"

Having said this, he made a grinding sound in his mouth without hesitation, which showed that he was not completely calm. After a pause, before Matt Damon spoke, he stretched out a thick finger and stood it in front of the two of them. "But Wayne Greenberg will, I swear, he will!"

After speaking, he let out a big breath, and the silence between the two people returned again. There was no other sound in the entire dressing room.

These words actually had a huge impact on Matt Damon. It obviously didn't occur to him that this was what Harvey Weinstein was worried about. You know, even if you don't deal with the two people in the circle, the most they can do is to throw dirty water and cause trouble. We are all elites with status, right?

Generally speaking, being able to completely remove the enemy from the circle and disappear for a few years is already a very surprising result.

This is a business society with perfect rules. Once excessive means are used, it means that the bottom line will disappear and the other party's revenge will follow. But obviously, the way to destroy a well-known film company boss, a successful producer, and a capitalist is to make him bankrupt, which is definitely more uncomfortable than killing him.

Time passed by slowly, and it wasn't until it was almost time to get off work that the dressing room door was pushed open, and Ben Affleck walked in with an excited look on his face, followed by an ordinary-looking Nick. Na.

"Mr. Weinstein, Mr. Greenberg is waiting for you to have a chat."

"Okay, let's go."

Within a few words, there were two people left in the dressing room again. Matt Damon and Ben Affleck looked at each other for a while. Neither of them spoke first, but with their tacit understanding, they both understood. The look in the other person's eyes means everything, let's talk about it later.

"Congratulations, you have become the number one box office winner in film history!"

In the director's office, Harvey Weinstein greeted him like an old friend and sat across from Wein's desk. "You did an outstanding job this time. "The Dark Knight" and your name are firmly engraved in film history."

"You should know that a successful movie is definitely not my fault alone." Wayne nodded in response, and then ignored Nina who was closing the store and said directly: "Harvey, let's be honest, it costs so much." You want to ask me out because you want to talk about something, I’m very busy at work.”

Yes, for the sake of Cate Blanchett's honesty, he was willing to give this fat man a chance to communicate. But this doesn't mean that he has forgotten the bad things the other party did at the beginning of the awards season.

It seems that everything is going very smoothly, and the crisis seems to have been dealt with, but in fact, what if the other party succeeds? That means that "The Departed", which I deliberately delayed DC for a year and made a lot of preparations for, will come back without success at the Oscars, and a whole year was wasted.

It also means that if those tricks succeed, "The Dark Knight" will also face a big crisis. It will have to reshoot scenes and re-edit. Who knows whether it can still achieve the current results?

Therefore, here at Wayne, we never think that these are trivial matters, and we never become disapproving because the other party's methods fail.

The fat man was right about one thing. He was not an open-minded person at all. If nothing else happened, the films of his studio that were guaranteed to be successful would be released on the same schedule as Miramax films after next year.

Just like what the fat man thought, Wayne's biggest revenge is to make you lose money in an open and honest way, losing money one after another. The studio's films are not frequent enough, and there is Warner Bros. behind him. Those sequels are absolutely fine. Like a dull knife, it killed Miramax and all of Harvey Weinstein’s net worth in one stroke.

"Remember Blair Witch?"

Now that he would come, Harvey Weinstein had full confidence, so there was no trace of worry on his expression. Instead, it was like a casual chat between old friends. He crossed his legs and said, "I remember that time we The cooperation between us has been very pleasant. Since we have had successful cooperation and brought considerable benefits to each other, why don’t we continue?”

Without any politeness, Wayne laughed a few times, lit the cigarette, and replied in a stiff tone. "Harvey, if I want to cooperate with anyone, even if it's from the Big Six, they will take the initiative to offer money."

Not only the tone, but also the eyes, looking at the fat man across from him, were full of condescension. These two sentences were all the truth and no one could deny it.

After pondering for a moment, Harvey Weinstein seemed not to notice the ridicule coming from the other side. The smile on his lips did not change and he shook his head. "What you said is correct. But who would think that money is too much, right?"

"I have a project in hand that requires very little funds but has a very high success rate." Harvey Weinstein's tone was uniquely serious as he leaned back in his chair with his upper body relaxed. "Wayne, I have to say that you made this year's Oscars ceremony so exciting, and at the same time, you turned the competition into another mode of operation, which inspired me a lot.

In the past few months, I have carefully studied the tastes of the academy’s judges over the past two years, and also carefully studied all your winning strategies. Believe me, for this project, I am confident to copy your operations and put it on the Oscar main stage. However, it will obviously be safer if you, the inventor of the gold-dollar bonus attack, join, so I sincerely invite you to join..."

As Harvey Weinstein continued to narrate, a real smile appeared on Weinstein's face. Benefits, benefits delivered to your doorstep, benefits with risks so low that they are negligible, this is obviously the source of the other party's confidence.

And it just so happened that he really liked this. Since the other party was willing to spend real money to share it, he didn't hesitate to swallow it in one gulp without any psychological burden. Obviously, when sharing these benefits, the fat man can not only become a partner with him again and avoid revenge that may come at an unknown time, but also get other invisible benefits. Again, no one in this circle is stupid.

Ten minutes later, there was a "pop" sound, and the palms of two different men were photographed together in a very tacit understanding. Both of them had tacit smiles on their faces, and they settled the matter lightly. cooperation plan.

"Harvey, 8 million US dollars, and Greenberg Studio will only provide this 8 million." The smile on Wayne's face gradually faded, and his tone returned to a businesslike tone. "This project is called "Shakespeare in Love." I want half of all proceeds. As for how you want to go about it at the Oscars, it's your business. I only provide ideas and don't have time to participate."

"no problem."

Even though his heart was bleeding, the smile on Harvey Weinstein's face never changed. "Look, I said, we will find the cornerstone of cooperation. But Wayne, I want to remind you again, the copyright belongs to Miramax, and Greenberg Studio only enjoys the profits!"

"Okay, that's it, you can go back to the contract."

Until Harvey Weinstein's huge figure disappeared from the office for a long time, Wayne's face had a smile on his face. This made Nina, who silently packed her things and prepared to go home, feel a chill from time to time. The boss's smile at this moment always made her feel unspeakably vulgar.

Wayne was still moaning until he got in the car home. "Harvey, I'm very much looking forward to it. After you make Cate Blanchett into the most beautiful actress in history..."