hollywood draw

Watching Naomi study the script, Wayne took out the prepared project plan. Tomorrow he will send it to Twentieth Century Fox with the script, and then see the other party's reaction.

His first choice is definitely Fox. He works with a Hollywood giant and has very little trouble to worry about. His main energy will be on the film. The only thing he needs to worry about is the right to participate later, but these can be resolved through negotiation.

In fact, in Hollywood, directors with post-production rights are only that small part. If they have post-production rights, the film company has a great respect for directors. After all, this industry has always been a producer-centered production system.

If most directors do not put on shackles, their attitude towards filming is definitely to wander around. It is not uncommon to make a final film for 180 minutes. The biggest purpose of film companies is to make profits, rather than letting the director make any personal movies.

Therefore, producers will limit the director's desire. Most directors are even just filming machines. After shooting all the shots, they finish their work. Post-production and editing are issues that producers should worry about.

The next morning, under the leadership of his agent Jimmy, he walked into the Fox Building again and handed over the project plan and script to Townsend Roseman. After receiving the assurance that the other party would go to the meeting for review as soon as possible, Wayne came to the car dealer.

Yes, he felt that he should retire after driving a pickup truck for four years. Since he had the financial ability, he was ready to change his favorite car.

Under the salesperson's promotion, he finally chose a Cadillac, which is a national brand for North America.

He had thought of choosing a sports car or muscle car to realize his previous life's dream of losing his life. This kind of car is so cheap here. But now he is really not suitable for such a car with a flamboyant personality. Finally, he chose the mature and steady Cadillac in the introduction of the salesman.

Giving the pickup key to Jimmy, he would help hire someone to send it back to the farm, Wayne drove the new car and ordered a new suit to Beverly, and he was going to prepare for the graduation ceremony.

In mid-June 1991, Wayne put on a new outfit and drove to Nanca University. After parking the car, he strolled in this youthful environment and saw his peers wearing bachelor's uniforms and accompanied by his family.

His mother Anna also promised him that she would come to attend his graduation ceremony. He also wanted to be a child who showed off his grades to his parents. He only entered the campus again and found that his mentality had changed for more than half a year of social work practice and would not be excited by a little bit of small achievements.

When he walked to the classroom where he had been there for several years, everyone had a smile on his face. He suddenly felt that he was so out of place with everyone. Although he had no friends in the past, now he was like watching another group of people partying.

"Hi Wayne, congratulations on your success in the video."

"Congratulations, Wayne, we all went to see your work, you did awesome!"

"Wayne, good, you're ahead of everyone."

Just as Wayne walked into the classroom, he received many blessings from people, which made him a little awkward. He replied to his classmates' enthusiasm one by one. He sat in his seat and finally touched the chair he had sat for more than three years.

"Oh my God, baby, why haven't you changed your clothes yet? Look at your classmates are ready." Just as he recalled his campus memory, Anna walked in, took her son's hand, and asked him to change into the bachelor's uniform as soon as possible.

"Oh, mom, don't worry, it's still early." Wayne walked into the locker room helplessly with his clothes.

At exactly 10 o'clock in the morning, the graduation ceremony was held in the auditorium. With the blessing of his mother, Wayne received a degree certificate from the University of Southern California, Los Angeles, the School of Film and Television and Arts, and the film and video.

He did not take photos with his classmates, which did not conform to his personality. He just said goodbye to Professor Anderson Horowitz and took his mother out of the campus.

"Mom, you are waiting for me in the car. I forgot something and want to go back." The car was already on fire, but he suddenly remembered something, said something to Anna, got out of the car and hurried back to the square.

Among a group of young people who kept taking photos with their family, Wayne accurately found Adam Goodman. Without any hesitation, he walked in front of the other party.

His arrival made the few people who were taking a happy photo, and Adam knew why the other party came over.

"Wayne, you are lucky. I didn't expect you to break out like this. But don't worry, I don't believe you can be so lucky every time." Before he could speak, Adam Goodman looked at the opponent with a resentful look, and opened his mouth sarcasticly.

And Wayne didn't care what he said, just stared at a middle-aged white man behind Adam. "Mr. Feren Goodman, I came here to tell you that my new project is about to begin. You are welcome to continue sniping me, well, that's it."

After saying that, he looked at Adam in the confused look of the other party and said directly in front of his parents: "Adam, do you know? I have never treated you as an opponent. In my eyes, you are just a spoiled child. But what you did is so disgusting. When I come back here, I will tell you that if you do something wrong, you will have to pay the price!"

After saying that, under everyone's incredible eyes, he punched Adam in the face.

“oh my god!!!”

"Security, security!"

"mother fxxker! What did you do!"

Wayne stood there without moving. Adam's mother hugged her son, who was bleeding from her nose, and shouted at the security guard. Feiren Goodman walked up to him and looked at him seriously.

"Boy, I don't know what conflicts you have with Adam, but I promise you will pay the price." Feren Goodman looked at Wayne, who was a little taller than him, and pointed at the other party with his hand. There was no emotional fluctuation in what he said.

"Is it? Do I need to wait for the police here? This is just the beginning, Mr. Goodman, go and sue me. There is no secret in this circle. My "Happy Death Day" sold for nearly $30 million, and I am going to take it out and sue you.

Trust me! I will find a fantasy lawyer team. Guess what I will do? I hope your value is rich enough to be able to play this game with me."

Wayne is very sure that even if the other party is a global executive, his annual salary is only a few hundred thousand dollars in this era, and he will definitely be able to drag him to death until he goes bankrupt and liquidate. If you want to ask the best way for the rich in North America to take revenge on others, it is undoubtedly a lawsuit.

He himself believed that being able to take out tens of millions of cash to sue would be to destroy a family. Such crazy actions would definitely make the other party disgusted.

Feren Goodman frowned, listening to the child opposite, looking at the madness in his eyes, and then looking at Adam lying in his mother's arms, and suddenly felt that his tone was venting.

The threat of this child is very immature, but all the rich have proved the most correct way. Is he afraid of these threats? Yes, in terms of value, he also has tens of millions of wealth, but most of it is real estate.

Who would specially prepare tens of millions of dollars just to sue and drag others to death? There are only madmen, rich madmen, and he can't tell whether the one on the opposite side is a madman.

"Oh, sorry, my mother is still waiting for me. If you call the police, you can ask the police to contact my lawyer." Wayne's expression was cold, and there was crazy in his eyes. He threw down a lawyer Ryan's business card, glanced at Adam and turned around and left.

Is it good? It's really good. He strives to pursue success, and success can bring him a lot of wealth. In this "free national service" composed of capital and capitalists, a lot of wealth means everything. The role that money can play here is definitely far beyond the imagination of the people on the other side of the Pacific.

Only with wealth can he have the greatest sense of security. This is his greatest feeling in his past twenty years.

After wiping the blood on his hands, he returned to the car and started the car. His mother was still waiting to celebrate for him. Wayne didn't want his mother to worry.

"Mom, where are we going to eat?" He asked in a relaxed tone while driving, looking at his mother sitting in the passenger seat. All the depression and aggrievances during this period were vented in that punch.

"Go to your apartment and check it out. It's too early. Your dad just refused to come out on the farm, otherwise we would be able to celebrate your graduation together."

"It's okay, mom, if I'm not busy for a while, I'll go back and live for a while. By the way, I asked the agent to contact the real estate agent and prepare to change the residence. Do you have any suggestions? Mom." Wayne drove the car and began to discuss with his mother about buying a house.

Anna looked at her handsome son in a suit and her eyes were filled with pride. "Just make your own decision. You have grown up and you have to make your own decisions about everything in the future."

He shrugged and parked the car downstairs of the apartment, and took his mother back to his room.

"Hi Nami, this is my mom Anna, Anna Greenberg. Mom, this is my friend Naomi Watts." As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw Naomi making something in front of the kitchen counter. He heard the sound of opening the door and put down the shovel and looked over.

This caught Wayne off guard, so he had to bite the bullet and introduce it. Naomi reacted first and greeted him politely: "Hi, Anna, I'm making pasta with cheese sauce and meat sauce, and I'm going to celebrate his graduation. Do you want to order it together?"

"Of course, thank you!"

Anna stared at Naomi, and she recognized that this was the heroine in her son's movie. What kind of virtue is a girl who came to Hollywood to pursue her dreams? No one knows better than herself who has been a producer. She must ask her son clearly.

Without caring about Naomi's eyes, Anna pulled her son into the bedroom and closed the door. "Ahhh? Girlfriend?"

"No, mom, just an ordinary friend!"

"Be careful about your private life, Wayne! I don't want to stay on the farm and see your gossip in the media! Don't think I don't know what you do in school."

Wayne could only agree with a helpless smile.