Chapter 144 - Splake packer
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T/N: I will be translating another tough Chinese novel "The Lord's Lady from the East" check it out if you have time. Thanks.
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"Demi, go make a cup of coffee you are good at." Laila smiled and ordered.
"Okay." Demi also left the office with a dazed expression. It was the first time she saw the boss treat an outsider so enthusiastically, and used that… She thought for a long time and didn't come up with a vocabulary that could describe that smile, but felt that it would not be an exaggeration to use all evil words to describe it.
Fallen angels use that kind of smile to attract humans to hell, right? Kindly let people unarmed, and then…
Demi didn't dare to think about it anymore, constantly feeling that she had discovered something she shouldn't have learned.
In the office, Laila is discovering another benefit brought about by rebirth. It is too simple to deliberately get closer with people with the memory of the future.
She knew the composing style he liked in future generations, and with these few words, she coaxed him to understand. Anyway, when Demi came in to refill their coffee, she saw that Mr. Composer had surrendered entirely to her boss. She did not doubt that even if the boss sold him by the catty at this time, he would be happy to let her butcher him.
The final result is also easy to guess. Laila successfully won this potential future famous film scorer with a contract, and at the same time, won an admission ticket for the best Oscar score for her future film.
After he went downstairs to sign the contract, Laila called Louise up.
"Are there any new developments in the new plan?"
Louise shook her head: "some scripts were sent, not the ones you need. They are all at a small cost."
Recently, she finally understood Laila's intention to establish a new company. The reputation of Phoenix's b-level production company is so widespread that even a little bit of strength can't see them. Only some newly graduated newcomers and unhappy people will come to sell themselves.
"No hurry. This will be a long-term plan, and we will always find the treasure."
"By the way, did you contact the organization I asked you to find a way to contact?"
"Splake Parker? Yes, it has been contacted. Some of their members are very interested in you, but they are still a little hesitant."
"It's okay. Think of a way for them to send someone here, and I can talk to them in person."
"I see," Louise responded. It's just that she still doesn't quite understand Laila's thoughts.
Splake Parker is a small organization and an unofficial film group that advocates shooting "modern style brutal horror films." Organized by a group of young people who love horror movies very much.
In fact, there are not too many of such small organizations in Hollywood in the United States. They are more like small groups spontaneously organized by fans of horror movies. In her opinion, there is no value worthy of being entrenched.
But she didn't know, but Laila knew very well. Perhaps this organization is still inconspicuous, but it will bring many classic horror movies to Hollywood in the next few years.
Not to mention that Saw's original director, James Wan, is a member of this organization. In addition, there is Alexander Aya, who created the "The Hills have Eyes" series. Neil Marshall, who directed "The Descent," and Eli Roth from "Hostel." Rob Zombie from "House of a Thousand Corpses," etc., are all like this organization. It can be seen how the collision of ideas in the Splake Parker organization has benefited these future masters of horror.
Of course, these people are just a group of people who love horror movies. What Laila had to do was to wrap them all under her banner before they became the real masters of horror, which meant that all the stars emitted from them in the future were also in his own hands.
With her sufficient funds and preferential treatment in all aspects, they will bring her more benefits with better movies.
After finishing the trivial matters on her hands, Laila stood up and decided to leave the company.
The "Titanic," directed by Cameron, has begun to wreak havoc abroad and will land in North America, a treasured land of geomantic omen, at the end of December. I can imagine what terrible movie-watching frenzy there will be, and she doesn't plan to join in this excitement.
Since the company did not plan to show movies during this period but maintain the regular work, Laila decided not to stay in the company anymore, she waits for the frenzy of the big ship to dissipate a little bit, and she would come back to run her third movie "Final Destination."
As soon as he walked out of the company gate, Roy was driving out of the garage.
"Where are you going? Today's course is over?"
"Of course." Roy didn't expect to run into her at this time and couldn't help but feel a little guilty: "If you don't believe me, go and ask those teachers, I really finished the course!"
Laila raised her eyebrows: "Are you avoiding me?"
Roy rolled his eyes: "What can I avoid? I was going out to find a few friends for a drink. It's okay, right? You know that a little rest is to go further!"
Laila chuckled. Such inspirational words are not suitable for him to say. But what he said is correct. You can't always be tied to the company to study, and it doesn't hurt to relax properly.
"You can go play." She walked to the car window and stared into his eyes: "Don't forget your future goals. I don't want to see your scandal on the headlines of the newspaper someday."
Roy sprayed: "Scandal? What scandal can I do?"
Laila gave an example very seriously: "Fight, find a group of girls to do shy things, suck…."
"Stop!" Roy smashed his face on the steering wheel: "I have such an image in your heart?"
"That's right." Laila nodded in disgrace. A little gangster who has been walking on the streets for so many years, who would snatch someone's ham if they disagreed with him, could she have a glorious image of him in her heart?
It cannot be denied that he has grown up a lot since he came to Hollywood, but there is a saying that it is easy to change his nature, and a dog cannot change what he eats. To say that he could change all the bad habits of the past at once, she wouldn't believe it. At most, she just thought that he restrained those bad habits.
"F**k you." Roy raised his middle finger at her.
However, this action to the boss is that she directly grabbed his middle finger and made a 90-degree reverse bend.
"Hey, you woman, let go!" he yelled, holding his hands.
Laila squinted her eyes, but the strength in her hands was not weak at all: "Throw this bad action into hell forever. If I see you doing such a move next time, I will break it! Listen! Are am I clear?"
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T/N: Am still a novice in translating novel, No group, No team, No partner, just me for fun...