Chapter 97
The phone rang again, and Carl held the phone, inexplicably recalling Zhang Dongcheng impassionedly explaining every shot of "The Mummy" to himself when he was sitting in front of him, his eyes were firm and warm, bright and deep , the idea is wild and intriguing, such a person, would he be a liar?
After pressing the answer button, Mr. Carl still wanted to hear what Zhang Dongcheng had to say. For a full month, Zhang Dongcheng hadn't looked for him after that meeting. There were rumors that he was doing something to make himself more confident. This time He called, maybe he had found a way to make himself confident.
Then listen to what he has to say, I am a businessman, as long as he makes movies that are worthy of investment and can get huge profits, I don't care if he likes to pick up female stars, just arrange a reliable person to take care of the money bag. .
Even when he put the phone to his ear, Karl thought inexplicably, if Zhang Dongcheng likes women, and he is a director who can prove himself, he can send some girls who want to become movie stars and have crazy superstar dreams. In his bed, so what?
"Hey, Smith, it's been so long since you called me, did you forget about me?" Carl greeted Zhang Dongcheng loudly, with a very enthusiastic tone in his words, as if he had always been optimistic about Zhang Dongcheng, and didn't He didn't have any opinion on him, and he was as affectionate as if he received a call from his own nephew.
"Hello, Mr. Carl, I am calling this time because I want to fulfill the request that Mr. Carl told me last time. I will give you more confidence and let the brilliant "Mummy" of the 1930s reappear in the world. "Zhang Dongcheng's tone is still so sincere and confident, full of appeal.
"I heard that you are preparing for some work. Now, the work is finished?" Mr. Carl laughed.
"Yes, Mr. Carl, I don't know if you are free tomorrow night, I will give you absolute confidence!" Zhang Dongcheng also smiled and said with certainty.
"Okay, then, where will we meet?" Carl decided to put the words of that guy Ender aside, after all, those are hearsay, and his own eyes are worthy of trust.
"Hollywood Studio 18, Mr. Carl, please come tomorrow night at 8 o'clock." Zhang Dongcheng's words were very brief. Facing investors, he knew that the power of words was not as critical as it seemed.
"Studio? Isn't it a high-end restaurant or coffee shop? Haha, Mr. Smith, you have confused me." Carl rubbed his head and asked a little strangely.
"Mr. Carl, I can only say that these jobs can show you my absolute sincerity. I am determined to direct "The Mummy". Moreover, I will let Mr. Carl and Universal Pictures get everything you can get!" Zhang Dongcheng did not reveal the grand show, but was sure that he could satisfy him.
"Okay, Mr. Smith, your words really aroused my curiosity. Tomorrow night at eight o'clock, I will arrive at Hollywood Studio 18 on time." Mr. Carl didn't bother to think about it, and readily agreed.
"Okay, see you tomorrow night, Mr. Carl."
"See you tomorrow night!"
After saying goodbye briefly, Zhang Dongcheng let out a long breath, everything depends on tomorrow!
Surrounded by Andy, Jason Statham and the others, Zhang Dongcheng snapped his fingers resoundingly and smiled on his face looking at their eager eyes: "Haha, Mr. Carl will be here tomorrow night, guys, it's up to you That's it!"
"No problem, it's on me!" Andy patted his fat chest hard.
"Haha, I can play tomorrow! I can't wait!" Brandon held up the wine bottle, jumped onto the table, and yelled loudly.
Zhang Dongcheng looked at the cynical Brandon, this guy was always so complacent when he was not facing the camera, his barely handsome face looked so beating.
Hope this guy doesn't really screw up when filming starts. Zhang Dongcheng thought helplessly, and then said to all the actors: "Everyone must know, one thing must be clearly understood, that is, this is a stage, and we will dedicate a show, a show to convince anyone, so that no one can The show that refused. On this live stage, we don't have NG, we have to do it once, we don't have chances again and again, to seize the future, we can only concentrate 100% of our attention! Do you understand?"
"OK, no problem!" Patricia, Rachel, Brandon, and Jason Statham all nodded in understanding, and Adaman also shouted loudly: "No NG, just once!"
"Okay, everyone, get ready, tomorrow, tomorrow we will usher in the most important moment."
Time is always like flowing water, passing slowly without everyone's attention or not, never stopping for anyone, and never slowing down for anyone, and the next day arrives soon in the expectation of everyone.
Mr. Carl took a car and came to Hollywood Studio 18 together with the most important shareholders of Universal Pictures. As the most popular group of people in the world's film industry, they are very familiar with Hollywood studios. It's as easy as coming to your own home.
"Carl, I heard that the kid from China is only twenty years old, isn't he a little too young?" Mr. Clare, the major shareholder, is sitting next to Mr. Carl. He has gray hair and looks about sixty or seventy years old.
He is one of the most important shareholders of Universal Pictures, and as the second child of the eight major Hollywood film companies, Universal Pictures is naturally not Karl's plaything alone. There are quite a few shareholders with great strength in the American corporate world, and Claire is one of them one.
"It's a good thing to be young. Although the young man is not very old, he still looks quite solid. This time he prepared carefully for a month and spent millions of dollars to arrange this confidence for us. I want to start with It's better to take a look and make a conclusion." Mr. Carl smiled and patted the old man on the shoulder.
After answering Zhang Dongcheng's call, Carl's curiosity was aroused unconsciously. Using the power of Universal Pictures, he soon knew that Zhang Dongcheng actually paid for the director of "The Mummy" and hired a Hollywood director. In the studio, I want to give myself a SHOW.
Mr. Carl's first reaction when he heard about this was that Zhang Dongcheng was really desperate. Has anyone ever heard of a director spending real money to direct a movie? Which director didn't use his three-inch tongue to impress investors, didn't he use rhetoric or red mouth and white teeth to portray the movie as if investors would lose money if they didn't pay?
Only this piece of Dongcheng really made Mr. Carl feel the desire and sincerity to direct a movie.
"Millions of dollars? Oh, God, this Smith is not stingy." Mr. Clare was also taken aback when he heard this, and it took him a long time to smile, half admiring and half curious.
"Before Smith came to Hollywood, he made the box-office blockbuster, or the first-grossing film in the history of British film. I heard that he and the film company over there set a sharing system, and his "Two Smoking Barrels" "The global box office has exceeded 100 million, and it is heading towards 160 million US dollars. I estimate that this movie can bring him more than 20 million US dollars in revenue. A mere 1 million US dollars is naturally not in his eyes " Mr. Carl added with a smile.
"Oh? So Smith is not a director who can only talk big? It's really rare to have such an achievement at the age of twenty." Claire put away her contempt when she heard this, and even sat upright some.
"The results are just the past. What we have to look at is his future. I hope this time, he can really give me confidence." Mr. Carl sighed and pressed his temples hard. The boss of the industry is a little out of breath.
Soon, the team's convoy arrived at Hollywood Studio 18, and Zhang Dongcheng and Adaman stood respectfully at the entrance of the studio, waiting for Mr. Carl.
"Hey, Smith, hello!" Mr. Carl got out of the car, saw Zhang Dongcheng who was coming quickly, and waved to him from a distance.
"Hello, Mr. Carl." Zhang Dongcheng smiled brightly, and shook hands with Mr. Carl heavily.