Chapter 93 - Air Crash

Looking at the paper that she had scratched in a mess, Laila sighed lightly, tore the paper into shreds, and threw it into the trash can.

She has a strong sense of precaution. To prevent Cooper from having other "informants" in the company, when she thinks, what she writes and draws is all Chinese characters or Chinese characters that are more madly cursive than Crazy Cao. Such characters may not be able to recognize anything even if you look at other people who know Chinese characters. They are much easier to use than passwords.

She knew that she still had many things she wanted to film, such as a few stories that she had bought the right to adapt and a few movies that she had to make on the reservation. Only occasionally, she wants to try other types and wants to break her limits.

"Still too greedy, right?" She smiled, dropped the pen on the table, and leaned against the soft chair back.

It is precisely because she knows what movies will be successful in the future that she can make it without psychological pressure, and it also makes her want to take all of them for herself.

She is not a saint, and she doesn't think it is a heinous thing to take away the achievements of the original director. In her thoughts, if a person is talented, give him a chance, he will stand up from another aspect. And even if you can't stand up anymore, what does it have to do with her?

No matter how enthusiastic people have experienced the setbacks of their previous life, they will gradually become cold. The ancestors have said that "people do not kill themselves for themselves". She considers herself to be a person with very traditional virtues. Keep it in mind.

When she didn't know what she was thinking, Demi suddenly knocked on the door and came in hastily.

"Miss Moran, the big deal is not good!"

"What's the matter?" Laila sat up straight, looking at her as if she burned her ass.

Demi gasped a few times, turned on the TV in the office, and switched to a news program.

"Look at this!"

On TV, there was a piece of interrupted news, and there was a crashed plane on it. Just listen to the location host reporting to the camera among a bunch of reporters.

"Just now, our reporter has confirmed to someone the fact that John Denver died. This is a piece of regrettable news. I think we have lost another great singer."

John Denver… is dead! And died in an air crash!

Laila stood up abruptly, watching the video on TV.

Died in an air crash… died in an air crash… actually died!

When she bought the copyright of John Denver's song for the movie "Reaper", she already knew the result and even set up many propaganda methods to fan the movie.

But when the tragedy really happened, she found that she was far less calm than she thought. Knowing that he would die in an air disaster at this time, she still couldn't help her heartbeat speeding up, and her blood seemed to boil, making her clenched her fists subconsciously, feeling like she was watching her destiny.

"Miss Moran, are you okay?" Demi felt a little nervous when she saw her staring at the TV.

When did she ever see her boss like this? It can be seen that this incident must have caused a lot of harm to her. Before she wanted to come, Laila added John Denver's songs as the background music in the movie, which means she liked his music. Now that people are gone, why isn't she shocked? She couldn't imagine that the boss was indeed surprised, but the shock was another matter altogether.

Laila sat back on the office chair, her hands on her "pounding" chest, and felt her heart beating faster than before.

"I'm fine, go and call Louise for me."

"Okay." Demi glanced at her again, making sure she had nothing wrong before hurriedly looking for Louise.

When Louise came up, Laila quickly sorted out her emotions. At least when people arrive, she had restored her original calm.

"Lila, are you looking for me?" Louise saw the news screen still playing on TV, and she guessed why she was called.

Laila pointed her finger at the TV: "What do you think about this?"

Louise sighed: "This is really a sad thing. I believe many people who like his music will feel sad because of his departure."

"I didn't mean this." Laila looked at her with bright eyes: "Do you remember the movie we played with his music?"

"Of course. How could I forget that…oh my god!" Louise's words were interrupted by her own exclamation. Yes, how could she forget that "Final Destination" is precisely a movie about an air crash!

The song is used in the air crash movie, and the person died because of the air crash! What does that mean?

Louise is a person who has been in the film industry for decades. How could she not see such obvious things.

For John Denver, or for those who like John Denver, what happened today is a tragedy, but for Laila, for the new movie of Phoenix, this is an opportunity for hype, a chance that may increase the box office. What a lucky charm!

Louise's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up: "Laila, you mean we use this thing…."

She didn't finish, but her meaning couldn't be more precise.

Laila's blue eyes were half-squinted, and the drooping eyelids obscured the cold light in the eyes: "Yes, this is a good opportunity God has given us, and we can't waste it!"

Louise frowned: "If you do too much, it may be counterproductive."

"Then don't overdo it?" Laila waved her hand indifferently: "Even if we don't hype this topic, it will naturally burst out when the movie is released. What we have to do is to guide the topic. Go ahead and let the topic gradually heat up."

Louise also knew that she was telling the truth. Even if they didn't care, people who watched the movie would still expose the matter. It would be better to let the beginning and development of the whole topic be in their own hands, at least to make the entire thing controllable.

It's just that she feels that she can't pass her barrier. A respectable singer has passed away tragically. How can she still use his death to make hype for herself?

Seeing her silently watching the news on TV, Laila could already guess what she was thinking.

"Do you think I shouldn't do that? Do you think I'm too cold and inhuman?"

Louise shook her head quickly: "I didn't mean that. I think you must be very sad in your heart, and you don't want to hype about it, just because of helplessness."

Laila smiled heartlessly: "You are wrong. That's what I thought, that is, to hype this thing." She ruthlessly destroyed the little mercy that seems meaningless in her heart.

"Think about your bills, your salary, the bills, and salaries of your subordinates, think about yourself and their lives, think about your children. What you need is not mercy, but dollars, A money-making Opportunities are right in front of you. You can get them as long as you reach out, so what reason do you have to push them out?"