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Chapter 507 Intimidation?

Hang up the phone.

Zheng Jun looked dazed.

The experience of "American Gangster History" is very similar to the time when I won the award at the Russian Film Festival many years ago.

It was extremely glorious, and when he was about to reach his peak, he was severely poured cold water on him.

The cold water froze to the bone, as if seeping into the depths of the soul, making people shiver with cold.

The past ten years have been the most painful ten years.

Kong has a lot of talent, but he can only let the years go by, watching the movie theaters showing bad movies, but none of them are his own works. He is even on the blacklist of Chinese directors.

How many days and nights have you spent in unwillingness and pain?

He began to compromise, began to regret, and even reflected in depression...

But the reality is very cruel. There are too many people with unappreciated talents in this world, and he is just one of these people, nothing more.

The sun shone on Zheng Jun's face, and Zheng Jun woke up from his memories. He then put on his clothes and hat and walked out of the room.

There is a Lamborghini parked at the door.

A slim blonde girl wearing sunglasses greeted him while sitting in the cab.

He glanced at the slim blonde a few more times, and then got into the passenger seat.

The other party is the person in charge of Fox's film division, named Linda. Although she is thirty years old, she is quite charming in both figure and appearance. Especially the perfume on her body makes Zheng Jun a little obsessed.

"Mr. Zheng Jun, you are truly the best, most charming, and most talented Chinese director I have ever seen... Ever since I saw "American Gangster History", I have been shocked by your amazing knowledge. I am honored to invite you."

Take my passenger seat..."

In the car.

Linda complimented Zheng Jun. Although Zheng Jun was a little defensive, he was still a little carried away by the flattery, and for a time he felt a little selfless.

Beauty with beautiful car, winner in life...

This is something that Zheng Jun could only think of in his sweet dreams when he was at his lowest point.

Zheng Jun unconsciously followed Linda's lead and chatted with Linda. The more they chatted, the more Zheng Jun found himself getting lost.

Linda is very knowledgeable, especially when talking about movies, Linda can always express her unique insights. These insights surprised Zheng Jun, and then she felt like she had found a confidant, and she couldn't help but start chatting.

The chat along the way was very pleasant, and the brief contact made Zheng Jun unable to extricate himself. Even when he arrived at the door of Fox Company, Zheng Jun felt that his legs were weak.

like……

The dream is almost coming true.

He followed Linda up the stairs and came to Linda's office.

When he sat on the chair, he felt an unprecedented sense of comfort. Whether it was the soothing music playing in the office or Linda's admiring and adoring eyes, Zheng Jun felt the satisfaction of being a successful person.

, even, I don’t know when, the sense of alertness in him disappeared completely.

"We at Fox need talents, especially in 2008. We had several film investment plans, all of which were worth more than 200 million US dollars..."

Linda began to talk about Fox's plans for 2008, and each plan surprised Zheng Jun. The other party seemed to have hit his mark, and talked to him about science fiction blockbusters.

The feeling of confidant is getting stronger and stronger, and Zheng Jun even has a desire to talk...

I would like to talk about the many public announcements I have encountered in China over the years, the hard times during that period, and how difficult it was for me.

But he finally endured it.

Linda, on the other hand, blinked her big beautiful eyes and looked at him seriously. When he was silent, she talked about his experiences in China over the years and the film he won the award in Russia.

The film often expresses sympathy and regret, saying that some directors in China are simply "ignorant", "arrogant" and "covering the sky with one hand".

She knew Chinese idioms very well, and Zheng Jun felt that his bones felt a little soft when he spoke them from her mouth.

Zheng Jun finally controlled himself and kept calm: "I will not leave Mr. Zhou Yang, nor will I abandon my country."

"I have always felt that you need a bigger platform. If you follow Mr. Zhou Yang, you will not be able to display your talents..."

"I don't think so..."

"This is a fact. It is very difficult for Mr. Zhou Yang to survive in Hollywood. The movie "Spider-Man" cannot get any resources in Hollywood. At the same time, "American Gangster History", Mr. Zheng Jun, let me tell you the truth.

Well, if "American Gangster History" was an American movie, this movie would become a great classic movie in the film industry. Not only would it be invited to the Oscars, but it would also be praised by countless people in the future. At the same time, you will

There will be countless believers, and they will all look at you with admiration... But unfortunately, it is not..."

Zheng Jun imagined countless scenes for a moment, his eyes were cloudy and uncertain.

I have lived at the bottom for too many years and endured for too many years.

He is very eager to reach the top of the film industry and leave his name in this era.

"It can only be released in a small theater chain. Although there are many movie fans, it will eventually be forgotten by people. Some people will marvel at it, but soon these marvels will be gradually buried... It will be buried with you, you come to Hollywood

, is like a dream. After waking up from the dream, you are still the unknown little director... In this industry, there will be many talented directors emerging next year. You may feel that you can stand out with your talent, and you will be fine after returning to China.

Some, but you are no longer young...and you may not have the chance to return to Hollywood again in your life...because the real right to speak is in the hands of people like us. We think it is the classic movie.

Only if it's a classic can it be on the Oscars..."

Zheng Jun knew that what she said was true.

Zheng Jun's face was complicated, and so were his eyes.

Seeing Zheng Jun's silent expression, Linda did not say any more, but smiled and continued talking about the conditions offered by Fox.

There is no doubt that every condition is very tempting...

"If you think leaving Mr. Zhou Yang is a betrayal, then you are wrong. Each of us is an independent individual and free. No one owes anyone. As long as you come over, we will strive to give "

"American Gangster History" has more resources, it is still a classic movie..."

"..." Zheng Jun was silent.

After seeing Zheng Jun's silence, Linda didn't say anything else. She just made Zheng Jun a cup of tea, giving Zheng Jun enough time to think.

……………………

Noon on November 22nd.

Zhou Yang lay in the office for a while.

After staying up all night, most people will feel a little tired.

A knock on the door woke him up, and when he got up, he saw Zheng Jun coming out with a complicated look in his eyes.

After seeing Zheng Jun's complicated eyes, Zhou Yang woke up and smiled on his face: "What's wrong? Is everything going well?"

"The terms offered by the other party are very tempting, so tempting that people can't resist..." Zheng Jun forced a smile, then sat on the sofa where Zhou Yang had been lying before and closed his eyes.

"Oh, tell me?" Zhou Yang's smile did not change and he still looked at Zheng Jun.

In the past two years, he has experienced a lot. He is used to seeing some people come and some people leave.

These things made him feel uneasy. No matter what choice Zheng Jun made, Zhou Yang felt it didn't matter.

"I don't know what to say... Mr. Zhou, the treatment at Fox is really good. We Chinese people have not joined the Motion Picture Union of America, so we are doomed to be bullied and discriminated against. Although Christian is a certain

He can help us to a certain extent, but facing behemoths like the eight major Hollywood film companies, he can't do anything..." Zheng Jun looked up at the ceiling and murmured to himself: "In these years, I have encountered in China

There are too many things. I used to be ambitious and ambitious. Even the day before yesterday, I was full of confidence and felt that I could prove to the world that I would be a great director. But...I realized again that I might be a great director.

We need to bow to reality and compromise with reality..."

Zhou Yang listened.

I felt that Zheng Jun suddenly became a little decadent.

He wanted to comfort.

But there was no way to comfort him for a moment, he could only look at Zheng Jun.

"Mr. Zhou, why don't we talk to Fox? Miss Linda from Fox is actually very optimistic about you. She has always wanted to talk to you... She also told me that the real person behind the scenes is Zhao Sicheng.

The things that suppressed you were all told by Zhao Sicheng following some people. Zhao Sicheng became a lobbyist and explained your harm, saying that you disrupted Hollywood's layout for China..."

"Isn't Zhao Sicheng unable to survive in the United States? Why..."

"Some people have noticed that Zhao Sicheng is deeply involved with some directors in China. They hope that Zhao Sicheng can be a middleman..."

"Traitor?"

"That's probably what it means... But Linda didn't tell me other things. She took the risk to tell me these things. Now Hollywood's attitude towards you basically wants to crush you to death. Well, before

The "Saw" incident, because of the protests of some black people, offended another white congressman, Sergey, who has a lot of energy behind him... In short, I can only say this much, Linda said that if you are willing, she will use it

The relationship will protect you... and we will try our best to get you to join the Directors Guild. If you can change your nationality, that would be the best. If you don't want to change your nationality, it doesn't matter. Mr. Zhou, what do you think about it?" Zheng Jun said

He picked up a lot of things and looked at Zhou Yang.

The smile on Zhou Yang's face gradually stiffened, but he looked out the window without saying a word.

"The pressure from the entire Hollywood is coming, and we can't handle it. Unless "Spider-Man" can be cast by a random actor from the street...otherwise, we have no choice..."

"..."

"Mr. Zhou, this is reality. Although it is cruel, we have no choice..."

"..."

Zheng Jun talked a lot, but after seeing Zhou Yang remained silent, he finally stopped talking.

"Director Zheng, if I refuse, what will you choose?" Zhou Yang looked at Zheng Jun.

Zheng Jun's eyes were uncertain, a wry smile appeared on his face, and he lowered his head: "Are you really going to force yourself?"

"What do you think?"

Zheng Jun did not answer, but let out a long sigh and fell into silence for a long time.

About ten minutes later...

He raised his head and smiled even harder: "I should obviously leave you. This is the best choice, but I don't know what's going on. I seem to be a little irrational..."


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