The minivan rushed all the way to Jersey City on the other side of the Hudson River.

Quinn Bai arrived at the small red building of "Wedemark Image". Strangely, Uncle Tony did not show up. The people accompanying Christopher in the negotiation room to review the script were two men, one woman, and three middle-aged people.

Today, Christopher put on a suit and his hair was combed into a retro hairstyle with hair wax. He looked a bit like a business elite.

The sexy blond secretary who came in with tea took away the script for copying. Chris took the opportunity to introduce the three colleagues around him to Bai Quinn.

The only woman among the three middle-aged people is Laura Duvall, the financial manager of Widmark Image.

Among the two men, the taller and bald one is Gerald Homer, who is responsible for maintaining sales channels and publishers. He is considered the sales manager of this company.

Another short, fat, middle-aged man with a smile all the time, named William West, works as a production assistant and is actually the only person with production experience in this company.

The original boss of "Wedmark Image" was responsible for the work of the producer himself, and William was his assistant at that time. Now he is the only PGA (Producers Guild of America) member of the company.

The three of them are all veteran employees of "Wedmark Image". They joined the company when it was established in the 1980s. They have survived from high-spirited young people in their twenties to a mid-life crisis in their early forties. To discuss this production

Chris and Konov together can't match any of them in terms of the company's affection. Moreover, if the company goes bankrupt, Chris and Konov will have no worries about making money, but the three of them will be hurt the most.

The pretty secretary returned to the reception room and distributed the script to everyone.

"Thank you, Angelina..." Chris said, "Let's take a look at Mr. Bai's script first, and then discuss whether to start our new production project with this script..."

The tall bald Gerald got the script, glanced at the cover, flipped through it a few times, and said first: "'Bonnie and Frank'? Is it another gangster shootout movie? With all due respect, it glorifies criminals."

There is no market now..."

Is this old boy here to cause trouble?

Christopher raised his head and glared at Gerald. He was about to speak, but Bai Quinn beat him to it.

"Mr. Homer, you haven't read my script carefully, so don't jump to conclusions. But I think this movie should be defined as an action movie with elements of youth love and crime.

This is exactly in line with the needs of the current video rental market. I have data from Blockbuster. In the first three quarters of 1995, the most popular movie genre was action movies..."

Gerald Homer ignored Quinn and said to Christopher: "Mr. Moriarty, one movie cannot reverse the current unfavorable situation that Widmark Image is experiencing!

Even if this movie with a budget of 500,000 yuan enters the video market, the average income is 32,000 US dollars a year. To reach this figure, the film quality must remain above the standard.

Of course, the fastest way to make money is for a TV station to buy it out, but I don’t think any TV station will be interested in this movie.

If the TV station does not purchase it, it is conservatively estimated that it will take five to ten years to recover the investment.

After this movie is finished, will you still have the funds to run the next movie?

Even if it is successfully sold to a TV station, can you guarantee continued success until our business situation recovers?

We can't make the mistake of "Jersey Boys" again. Last time you insisted on making "Jersey Boys", I reminded you that the best way for Wedmark Pictures is to be acquired and add cannabis.

Mr. Brown's offer is very sincere..."

This bald man turned out to be a messenger for the imperial army!

"Gerald, I told you yesterday that I will not sell the company. What we want to discuss today is whether this script can be approved for filming, not the price quoted by Lord Cannabis."

Chris's tone was very calm, but Bai Quinn, who was sitting at the opposite table, found that his feet had been touching the floor.

After being refuted by Chris, Gerald angrily sat down and read the script. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn.

Chris flipped through the script impatiently, his voice clattering loudly. Gerald had successfully made him angry, and he had no intention of reading the script at this time.

Finally, it was production assistant William West who broke the silence first: "Excuse me, Mr. Bai, do you have any experience in screenwriting before? I found that your script is very complete... quite professional..."

Bai Quinn replied: "Sorry, this is my first script, but my partner, Said, who is also the co-writer of this script, is a professional."

William adjusted his glasses, "So this role...Frick, you indicated that you will be the one to play the role. Mr. Bai, do you have any experience as an actor? Especially this role has a lot of action scenes."

"I am a wrestler. Our performances are the same as stage plays, there is no NG. I think everyone knows this... As for action scenes, isn't that what wrestlers do?"

William put down his glasses, turned to Chris and said, "I think this script is relatively mature and the cost of shooting is not high. If we follow the budget of 500,000 and control the actors' salaries, it can be completed."

Chris just showed his joy, but William changed the topic: "However, the upper limit of this movie will not be high. I agree with Gerald's judgment. The most we can produce is a movie that reaches the average level of the video tape market, and the income will not be high."

Too many, maybe as Gerald said, it will take five years to get back the money after being put on the shelves, and the current operating situation of the company..."

Ms. Laura, who had been silent, interrupted: "I know Chris's management style has always been loose, but I still want to remind you that you two have no say in the company's financial situation. Please do not interfere in matters other than your own work.

...In addition, Mr. Chris remitted another amount of funds today. This is what Mr. Chris specifically allowed me to say. Five hundred thousand of it will be used as the production and distribution costs of the new film project. Everyone does his or her own job.

, funds and so on, the boss will have a way."

This is money coming in, and it seems that Chris has taken care of the financial management before the meeting. With a firm supporter, this situation is stable!

No, the movie production is settled. I don’t know if I will use my script yet!

Soon there was no need to worry. After a brief discussion, the script was approved by a vote of three to one. Chris immediately announced the project of "Bonnie and Frank" and assigned tasks to William and Laura. As for Gerald

, since his scope of responsibility was in post-sales, Chris just asked him to continue to keep in touch with customers.

After the three of them left, Chris pulled Bai Quinn to the roof of the third floor to smoke.

The cousins ​​finally had a chance to talk alone.

Chris handed over a cigarette, "Your script exceeded my expectations. I didn't read the first part carefully, but I read all the storyboards. It's like a comic. It's easy to understand. I can tell it's a good script."

According to their words, the story has twists and turns and suspense, and is much better than my script..."

"Hiss...hoo..."

Quinn Bai smoked a cigarette skillfully. Chris didn't know that Quinn Bai a few months ago had never touched tobacco.

"I didn't expect you to decide so quickly. Then we have to hurry up. I'm not just kidding about going to the Sundance Film Festival. Maybe this movie can really be sold. By then, not only will we be able to get our money back, but we will also be able to

Earn money for your next movie, and if this cycle continues, you won’t have to go back to the butcher shop.”

"Haha, there are people watching the butcher shop, so I don't have to worry about it. Besides, there isn't much business. It was originally an industry used by Uncle Tony to launder money."

Please! I don't want to know about mafia business!

Quinn Bai quickly corrected the straying topic, "Uncle Tony gave me half a million dollars without even reading my script?"

"He said that to be fair, I tried once, and now it's your turn."

This uncle is not recognized in vain, otherwise, after this busy period, he will go and recognize his father?

"By the way, what's going on with that Gerald? Doesn't he know you are a mafia? You are so out of touch."

Chris didn't know what "escape" meant, so he guessed it was something like "seeking death."

"That Gerald, he should be able to guess that I have something to do with the mafia. The employees all know that the former boss sold the company in order to repay the mafia's money... In fact, there are many connections between gangs and the entertainment industry.

Aren't Ivy and rap all like this? It should be normal in their eyes.

He dared to talk to me like this because he felt that I couldn't fire him. Not only would I not fire him, but I would also have to serve him well, because this company relies entirely on him to bring back some income.

The sales channels for Widmark's images are all maintained by Gerald alone.

He has connections in the video chain industry and several TV stations, and he also knows some film distribution companies. If we want to sell our movies, we must go through him.

Once I release him, the settlement with the video chain company for old movies will be interrupted, and it will be difficult for new movies to be put on the shelves of video stores, let alone sold to TV stations and distributors."

Chris changed the subject: "Tell the truth, is my Jersey Boys really bad?"

Bai Quinn used the usual Chinese way of speaking, "It's a bad movie, but it's not entirely without merit. There are also many audiences who like this subject..."

Chris flicked the cigarette butt out and said fiercely: "If I knew that someone deliberately made my movie lose money, that guy would be waiting to sink into the Hudson River."

…

Perhaps because they heard that the boss's funds had arrived, the employees of Wedmark Imaging acted quickly.

Under the arrangements of "producer" William West, all employees in the company, including those doing post-production and editing, were all busy.

Some people go to contact professional job schedules, some go to negotiate the rental of shooting equipment, some go to post role recruitment information, and some go to find suitable shooting locations.

Bai Quinn found that William was indeed professional and could quickly sort out all the details of the project and arrange the tasks.

On the other side, Laura has already started to make a budget table based on William's plan.

As for Chris and Bai Quinn, William gave them the task of being in charge of casting. Before, the only ones with casting experience in the company were William and Gerald. Now they are both very busy, and the boss and screenwriter must shoulder the responsibility.

superior.

Of course, after the director is in place, Bai Quinn, as the screenwriter, still needs to fully communicate with the director and show all his ideas and intentions to the director.

The role requirements were sent to two screen actors' unions via email, and Quinn, who had nothing to do, temporarily left Widmark Pictures and returned to New York.

The meeting place agreed with Samantha Jones was 40 Wall Street, which was once the Manhattan Bank Building and is now renamed a real estate merchant's building.

After arriving, Bai Quinn parked his car two blocks away according to Samantha's instructions and walked to the downstairs of a real estate businessman's building to wait for her.

More than ten minutes later, a group of people cheered and ran past Bai Quinn, who was reading a newspaper boredly, and rushed to the door of the building. These guys were all carrying long guns and short cannons, uh, photographic equipment. They should be a group of reporters.

The security guards of the building also quickly mobilized and opened a human wall at the door to block the incoming reporters.

The group of people slowly walked out of the lobby of the building and stood neatly on both sides of the door.

The leaders on both sides took a few steps forward amidst the applause of their subordinates, stood in front of the reporters, shook hands cordially with each other, hugged each other, and delivered speeches into the microphone held in front of their faces. Unfortunately, Bai Quinn was too far away to hear.

Too clear.

But Quinn Bai knew one of them, a well-known guy in New York, a real estate developer. He just bought this building this year and renamed it after him.

Suddenly, Bai Quinn spotted a familiar figure behind a certain real estate businessman, Samantha Jones.
To be continued...