Chapter 113 111 Press Him Down

Chapter 113: Keep him down

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With one swing, the golf ball took off.

Eric looked at the white track going away, gradually losing sight of his target.

Steven Spielberg looked at him with a smile: "Eric, it seems your golf level needs to be improved."

Eric shrugged. Of course he couldn't play golf. Although he had worked as an assistant director in his previous life, he was nothing like an assistant director.

It wasn't yet to the point where someone invited him to play golf. They usually just invited him to dinner and sing karaoke, plus a bar and sauna. Golf was still a bit high-end for him at that time.

Finally, under everyone's surprised eyes, Eric used 183 strokes to finally push the damn ball into the hole.

"I have to say, it's much more difficult to get into this hole than in bed."

Eric's rant immediately caused everyone to laugh.

Dad handed over a bottle of water: "Son, maybe you should come to the court more often and play this kind of ball more and that kind of ball less. Your mother will feel more at ease."

Everyone laughed again.

Luckily this is in America. If this passage were spread in China, some of them would be criticized by netizens and marked with all kinds of labels of slutty and wretched men.

"By the way, Eric, are you and Nicole Kidman really happening?" Jeffrey Katzenberg asked curiously.

"What! Do you believe this stuff too, Jeffrey? It's just slander and reporting rubbish scandals. These gossip newspapers are the best at attracting attention. Attracting attention equals sales."

"So "La Vie en Rose" is indeed a thing? What type of movie is it? An artistic film or a commercial film?" Spielberg asked.

"A literary film, a very standard literary film."

"Does that mean MGM and Nicole Kidman are planning to use this movie to win another award?"

"Yes, you can understand it that way."

"When is it planned to be released? This year or next year?"

Eric shook his head slightly: "Not sure yet, the script is still in the revision and improvement stage. If the filming goes well, it will be good to catch up with the Christmas season."

Spielberg smiled and said: "I suggest putting it on the Christmas screen."

"Why?" Cooper and his son looked at the little old man with glasses.

"Because Steven is producing "The Terminal", which is scheduled to be released in June next year. If "La Vie en Rose" is also released next year, I'm afraid we will be competitors at the Oscars." David Geffen explained on the side.

Eric suddenly realized: "Tom Hanks is starring, right? Then I have to avoid your old partners. He is the first person to win the Oscar for Best Actor with "Philadelphia Story" and "Forrest Gump". I'm afraid in the future There will never be another actor like him."

"But you can give Nicole Kidman a chance to win, for example, let her be the best actress in a row.

"Steven, you just want me to put the movie in this year anyway, right? Well, then I'll do my best. By the way, I remember your birthday is in December."

Spielberg nodded: "December 18th, what happened?"

"Then I have decided that "La Vie en Rose" will be released on December 18th. It can be regarded as my birthday gift to you."

"No problem. If "La Vie en Rose" is really released on December 18, I will promote it for free and book the show."

"Count me in."

"And I."

"Wait, something doesn't seem right. I feel like I've been fooled by you. Even if there is no "La Vie en Rose", MGM will have other movies next year."

Ha ha ha ha

In the lounge, several people were sitting or lying down, and five masters were massaging them vigorously.

Of course, these are not projects for other people's golf courses. They are experts specially invited by Eric from Chinatown. The old man with half white hair who is pressing the button on his father is almost 60 years old.

The others are all his apprentices. The youngest is a Chinese woman in her twenties. She is slightly fat and should be good if she loses weight.

"OH!"

"OMG!"

"OH!"

The lounge was filled with the howls of several old men. Spielberg's left arm was bent half a circle around his neck. The world's number one box office director was wailing in pain.

"Relax, relax, don't resist, your muscles are too stiff. You will feel comfortable soon after you finish pressing."

click

"ah"

As he spoke, the master gave it a hard squeeze, and Spielberg's cervical vertebrae made the sound of bone shifting.

Geffen and Katzenberg are also fools. The Hollywood bosses and the emperors of the singing circle were defeated by the offensive of massage and soles.

Especially having this experience for the first time in decades, the sour feeling is enough to make them want to die.

At this moment, my father was lying on the recliner, breathing heavily. His face was red and he looked constipated.

"Doctor, I thought you were the oldest and the weakest. It seems I was wrong!"

David Geffen gently rubbed his chest: "Why? Why do we still need to pay when we are clearly suffering!"

"That's my question too!" Jeffrey Katzenberg struggled to endure

Eric also frowned: "David, isn't this just like those busy working people? They obviously do the hardest work, but they still have to hand over most of the value they create to people like us. Man, if you think about it this way, you won’t feel bad.

In an instant, the four old men looked at him together, feeling that what he said made sense.

David Geffen said with some emotion: "Eric, although some people dare not say it to my face, I know they call me a vampire behind my back, but after listening to your speech, I suddenly realized that vampire may be a compliment."

"Thank you for the compliment! Master, attack my kidney reflex area!"

An hour later, the massage finally ended, and the five people collapsed on the recliners together.

"How do you feel? Are you satisfied with the special service I arranged?"

Spielberg twisted his neck: "It's a very strange experience. I felt like my neck was going to break, but now it's surprisingly comfortable."

"Yes, it seems that the fatigue from a long time has been released, and the acid in the body has been discharged."

"I feel the same way, especially the soles of my feet. The original soreness is gone, and now I feel light all over my body."

"It's like when you were young, you tied a sandbag on your legs for a long time, and the feeling when you suddenly took off the sandbag."

Dad smiled with satisfaction: "Eric, you should have recommended it to me earlier. I will have this kind of massage once a week in the future. Compared with the old master just now, the chicks who massaged me before are nothing."

"Charlie, the question is, do those chicks just give you a massage? Don't they provide other services?"

Hahahaha

"Jeffrey, how far has Frozen progressed?" Eric asked.

"The modeling of Elsa and Anna has been basically completed, including their clothes, shoes and various styles. The styles of other characters are not as detailed as those of them in the script you provided, and the design is still being perfected."

"There are also scenes of the Kingdom of Arendelle, etc. In short, this is a very complicated process, more complicated and exquisite than "Shrek the Monsters". According to my plan, it will take at least four months to complete, which is the most conservative estimate."

"In fact, it can be so fast, or it is based on the fact that you have provided a fairly complete character composition. Otherwise, according to experience, this time may take eight months or more."

"Steven, do you remember how many scraps of "Shrek the Monsters" there were?"

Spielberg recalled and said slowly: "I don't remember clearly, but at least half a room. Animated movies are much more time-consuming and labor-intensive than live-action movies."

As a practitioner, Eric also understands how difficult it is to produce a fine animated feature film, so he gave "Frozen" a psychological cycle of two years.

It would be best if it could be released in the summer of next year. If it can't be released in the Christmas season, it would also be good. If it can't even be released in the Christmas season, it can only be released in the summer of 2005.

As for other seasons, it would only waste the box office potential of "Frozen".

After learning about the progress of "Frozen", Eric decided to tell his real purpose.

"David, in addition to movies, I remember DreamWorks also has a music department, right?"

David Geffen looked at him and nodded slightly: "Yes, I am mainly responsible for the music section, and I am best at this field."

"Then I want to release a single, is that okay?"

David Geffen was a little surprised: "Eric, can you sing?"

"It's not me, I'm helping a friend."

"No problem, I also like to promote newcomers. As long as the song is good enough, I can help him become a first-line singer."

"It's not a newcomer, it's Michael Jackson. His situation is not good recently. Sony refuses to release a single for him. I plan to help him."

Hearing that the singer turned out to be Michael Jackson, David Geffen stopped talking and his face turned cold.

"Michael Jackson, it turned out to be him, so there might be some problems."

"Why? Do you have any grudges against each other?"

But David Geffen, like Michael, kept silent.

"Eric, if it was anyone else, you only need to say one word, but Jackson and I don't get along, forget it."

Eric looked at Spielberg and Katzenberg, both of whom had the same puzzled and puzzled expressions, and it seemed that they didn't know the inside story.

I'm afraid only Michael and David Geffen knew what happened.

The scene was a bit cold, Spielberg smiled and said, "We can talk about it later, just relax today, and it won't be too late to talk about work later."

But who would take this seriously? If we can't talk today, there's no need to talk about it in the future.

Eric stood up from the recliner: "David, how about coming out to talk?"

David Geffen frowned, and it was obvious that he didn't want to go, but he still followed him out.

In the lounge, Katzenberg looked at his father: "Charlie, what happened to Eric? Is he familiar with Michael Jackson?"

Dad shook his head: "I don't know either. The division of labor at MGM is very clear. Eric is responsible for production. He doesn't need to report to me what he thinks and does."

"Eric can talk to David about whatever he wants. Let's not worry about it. I believe they will get a satisfactory result."

Charlie Cooper didn't want to say anything, and Katzenberg and Spielberg didn't ask any more questions. The two of them and David Geffen were just partners.

Since they are all partners, don't get involved.

More than ten minutes later, the two returned to the lounge, looking normal, as if they had said everything, but also as if they had said nothing.

Others looked at their noses, their noses looked at their mouths, and their mouths looked at their hearts, as if nothing had happened.

In the evening, Cooper and his son and the three giants of DreamWorks waved goodbye and left.

Eric and David Geffen were still talking and laughing, and no one could tell what was going on.

In the car, Eric called MJ.

"Michael, I've already talked to DreamWorks. When you're ready, you can release a single."

"Really?" Michael's voice was obviously surprised.

"But David Geffen"

"Don't worry, I've got him, but there's only this one chance. DreamWorks will only release the single "Rolling in the Deep" for you. There will be no follow-up cooperation, but I believe in your ability."

"OMG! What happened? How did you convince David Geffen? He's such a proud person!"

"Hehe, everyone has a weakness, and MGM just holds DreamWorks' weakness. I don't know what the specific feud is between you, but even if David Geffen doesn't want to, I'll make him bow his head once!"

"Eric, thank you, thank you very much, I don't know what to say."

"Then record the song, as long as "Rolling in the Deep" is released, it will be released soon. deep》 is successful, countless people will immediately jump out and compete to release your songs, even Sony will not be an exception, prove it to them, Michael! ”

After hanging up the phone, my father looked at me: "Eric, are you so optimistic about Michael Jackson? He is a big trouble now, and everyone wants to stay away from him."

"Everyone? I don't think so. In addition to me, there are still people who speak for him."

"Dad, I know you are confused. Let me tell you a story. It is a story I learned during my few days in China."

"The story is quite old, from more than two thousand years ago."

Dad frowned: "The last time the Forbidden City was hundreds of years ago, this story is two thousand years ago. This country is really ancient and scary."

"Yes, ancient and wise, the story I want to tell is also a story of a wise businessman, it is called rare goods. "

A few minutes later, Eric finished the story of Lu Buwei, and his father was thoughtful.

"Invest in the other party when it is in the most difficult time, and then get dozens or hundreds of times the profit. What you want to express is this. Do I understand it correctly?"

Eric nodded: "That's it. For us, helping Michael Jackson doesn't take too much effort, but we can get a return far exceeding the investment. Why not do it?"

"Looking at the world, MJ is still firmly in the first echelon. All he needs is a song, a song that will make him turn over."

Dad sighed: "Okay Eric, you always have a plan. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Maybe, do you know a reliable private detective?"