I’m in Hollywood

Sure enough, his anger turned on himself, and Lester Reed sighed in his heart. But in this case, he did not dare to refute, otherwise he would definitely be swept out of the house.

Mr. Cohen, we might try to... try to negotiate with Eric Williams and re-sign the sharing agreement.

That's what you came up with? Blunt Cohen sneered. If you were Eric Williams, would you agree to re-sign the deal?

Lester Reed bit the bullet and said: Eric Williams should know that according to the current box office trend, it is very unfair for Colombia, which has invested far more than him, so...

Before Lester Reed finished speaking, Blunt Cohen slapped the table and roared: Enough, fairness, when have you ever seen fairness in this world? What I want is a countermeasure, one that can win more for Colombia. A countermeasure of interests, not whimsy.”

Lester Reed bowed his head in silence, and said no more. Blunt Cohen looked at the others and landed on Amy Pascal, who was sitting at the end of the conference table. Amy Pascal was the only person in the conference room who objected to Eric Williams' gambling deal, which gave him a glimmer of hope.

Blunt Cohen softened his tone a little and said to Amy Pascal: Amy, do you have any good ideas?

Although Blunt Cohen spoke sternly in the conference room, Amy Pascal was a little absent-minded. She was completely disappointed in Blunt Cohen in her heart. She was conservative, lacking in courage, suspicious and suspicious. I don't know how Coca-Cola chose this mediocre president. Amy Pascal even thought that maybe she should change jobs.

However, hearing Blunt Cohen asking himself, Amy Pascal sorted out his thoughts and said, Mr. Cohen, I have nothing to do about that gambling agreement. Even if we directly let the movie force it file, and it is impossible to obtain the copyright of Home Alone for free, but will face a claim of hundreds of millions of dollars from Eric Williams.

Having said this, Amy Pascal paused, giving everyone a chance to think, before waiting for Blunt Cohen to speak again, and continued: So, what we should do now is to try our best to win over Eric Williams. , and earnestly implement the gambling agreement to show Colombia's sincerity. Home Alone box office is more than 50 million US dollars, so overseas and other peripheral copyrights will return to Eric Williams. On. What's more, Home Alone will definitely make a sequel. We maintain a good cooperative attitude this time. When making the sequel, I believe that with Eric Williams' astuteness, he will definitely continue to cooperate with us. I think , this is the only way to get more benefits for Colombia.

After Amy Pascal finished speaking, the other executives in the conference room couldn't help but nod their heads. Although Blunt Cohen agreed with Amy Pascal's point of view, he thought of Amy Pascal and Jeffrey Hansen. He may be friends with Eric Williams, and his suspicious personality makes him feel that Amy Pascal's advice is a bit biased towards Eric.

So Blunt Cohen couldn't help but said again: Amy, you are an employee of Columbia. You should try your best to think about the company and not always look to outsiders. If you can find a way to overturn the gambling agreement, win more for us. I will give you a promotion immediately.

As if the scene from a few weeks ago reappeared, she worked hard, did her best to bring high-quality movie projects to the company, and did her best to make suggestions for the company,

As a result, she was kicked out of the project team of Home Alone first. She felt that she needed to avoid suspicion and had no complaints. Then she was asked to speak because she was the only opponent of the wrong decision, and again she made what she thought was a reasonable suggestion, only to be questioned again.

This made Amy Pascal feel a little cold, and a strong sense of grievance rushed to her forehead. She felt a slight soreness in her nose, and some kind of liquid poured out of her eyes uncontrollably. Women are made of water, and she is just a woman after all.

She stood up suddenly, and the chair behind was knocked to the ground by her sudden movement, making a loud bang.

Mr. Cohen, I resign!

A cold female voice sounded in the conference room. After saying this, Amy Pascal didn't organize the documents in front of her like last time, but turned around and left the office.

It's too much, the truth is too much, who does she think she is? Blunt Cohen, who was already at a critical point in the matter of Home Alone, did not reflect on his mistake at all, slapped the table again and broke out, turning around He said to the assistant behind him, Notify the security guard, let that Bichi get out of the way immediately, and don't let me see her in the Columbia headquarters again.

Okay, Mr. Cohen. The assistant agreed softly, squeezing his throat, and cautiously got up and left the conference room.

After taking a sip of coffee and stabilizing his mood, Blunt Cohen said coldly: Okay, go ahead, cheer me up, or I don't mind signing a few more dismissal papers today.

Although many of the executives felt that Amy Pascal's suggestion just now was the most correct one, after all, there are quite capable professional managers who can sit in this conference room. But with Blunt Cohen already in a state of hysteria, no one would risk being fired to support Amy Pascal's advice.

Therefore, the executives could only bite the bullet and discuss it. After several hours of deliberation, everyone finally discussed a countermeasure.

As soon as the meeting was over, Blunt Cohen couldn't wait to say to his assistant: Help me contact Mr. Michael Eisner from Disney. I invited him to dinner at night, and he said that there was an important matter to discuss, about Home Alone.

Okay, Mr. Cohen. The assistant felt that the hostility in Blunt Cohen had disappeared after the meeting, and he was relieved and no longer so trembling.

...

The next morning, as soon as the first-week box office of Home Alone of $27.55 million was disclosed by the newspapers, Eric, who had already received a lot of attention, became the focus of public opinion again. It's just that the two giants concocted it to promote the movie, then now it is completely the spontaneous behavior of the media.

In this case, Eric, who had only returned to Los Angeles late the night before, woke up and found that there were no paparazzi wandering around the house, there were already piles of reporters. Yes, it can only be described as piles Quantity, slamming a piece, holding all kinds of long guns and short cannons in his hands.

Because of Columbia's intentional or unintentional concealment, Eric did not get the box office information about Home Alone in the first place. But the moment he saw these reporters, Eric knew that Home Alone was a big hit at the box office.

Although he was very grateful that these reporters 'notified' himself in this way, Eric still had no desire to deal with reporters. After breakfast, he directly touched the garage and planned to drive out of the reporter's siege and go to Columbia headquarters to find out the situation. .

However, it is clear that Eric has never encountered such a 'stunning' moment in his previous life, so he responded in a wrong way. As soon as the car left the house, he was directly surrounded by a bunch of reporters, and several reporters even climbed to him. On the hood of the car, while asking aloud, he slapped Eric in the driver's seat recklessly. Reporters in other directions were also frantically banging on the door and shouting various questions.

Mr. Eric, what do you think of Home Alone's $27.55 million box office in its first week?

Mr. Williams, do you think Home Alone will surpass ET?

Eric, according to the gambling agreement, you are about to become the youngest billionaire in Hollywood. After you have this money, what will you do?

Mr. Eric, I'm a reporter from the Los Angeles Times, can I give you an exclusive interview?

Eric...

...

It was as if the 10,000-character duck was constantly shouting in his ears. Although Eric was a little excited when he heard the $27.55 million first-week box office, he was more nervous and uneasy. There were too many reporters surrounding the car. He also didn't dare to bite the bullet and step on the accelerator. The fat white reporter in front of the car was obviously eager to try, with a wretched appearance of 'seeking for collision and communication'.