Chapter 67 - A Beautiful Misunderstanding.

If a boy's actions blushed Laila, she would have lived for so many years in vain.

She also stood up, stretched out her hand to pinch his chin, twisted to the left, and then turned to the right, her blue eyes staring at Roy's cheeks like a blue sky. Unnaturally, she sat back on the chair with regret: "I thought your IQ had increased just now. That was a beautiful misunderstanding. Well, I take back what I just said, you are still the same you, and nothing has changed."

"You!" Roy was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

He was about to roll up his sleeves and fight back fiercely when he was suddenly hit in the face by what Laila had thrown over.

"What is this? New script?"

"Yes, go check it out. This is your next movie."

Roy turned two pages, looked up at Laila, then lowered his head and turned two pages, the expression on his face getting more and more surprised. He found that this was a good script, a good movie comparable to the last film "saw", and he vowed that if it were him, he would rent such a movie back to watch it.

Avoiding death because of a foreknowledge dream, but being taken away by the invisible god of death one by one! This is so fun!

"How did your brain grow?" He looked at her with weird eyes: "Is it true that what the newspaper says? You are a witch?" Otherwise, how could you come up with so many terrifying and beautiful stories?

Laila waved to him like a fly: "You are playing the protagonist Alex. When you go back, get ready and ask your teacher if you don't understand. Okay, you can go out."

Roy saw her bad attitude this time, but it was rare that he didn't get angry. Instead, he held the table with both hands ambiguously and put his face close to her: "Look, I said you are obsessed with me. Otherwise, why would you give the protagonist to me?"

He didn't know before, but he knew how hard it is for new Hollywood actors to survive, the teacher who taught him acting while chatting told him.

But what about him? A gangster who wanders on the streets and playing chasing games with the police from time to time, but at this moment, he doesn't have to worry about what he will eat for his next meal, and some people throw opportunities on him that others can't ask for.

If it wasn't for this woman who had always been stubborn, could there be other explanations?

Laila looked at him triumphantly and deliberately, showing a sexy smile, reaching out and pushing his face away: "Okay, you want me to fall in love with you, at least a few years older. Now you are just a child in my eyes."

She is truthful. In her previous life, she was in her early thirties. Isn't Roy, who is less than 19 years old, a child in her eyes? How can she be fascinated by him?

When Roy saw that he was still a little older, she dared to say that he was a child. He rolled his eyes and straightened up.

"Okay, I'll go back and prepare. Is there anything else?"

"Yes." Laila pointed to the office door: "Close the door when you go out."

This nasty woman! Roy glared at her fiercely. After turning around and leaving, he slammed the door shut as if he could vent the anger accumulated in his chest by such an action.

Seeing the door closed, Laila shook her head amusedly. It seems that the god of death is not difficult. As long as she can shoot, she can perform a good result with anyone who can change it. Unlike the character's difficulties in some movies, a specific actor is required to achieve the color.

So she gave the protagonist directly to Roy this time, who was about the same age, so that he couldn't be more suitable for acting. As for other roles, she still decided to let Louise take care of her. The first two works she had done made her very satisfied, and the two auditions made her understand that her ability to work is worth entrusting.

"Miss Laila, may I come in?" There was a knock on the door, and the secretary Demi's trembling voice came from outside.

"Come in." Laila put her hand on the table and fixedly looked at the blond secretary who walked in.

It's okay if she doesn't look, but when she looks at Demi so closely, Demi's legs suddenly become weak. She was afraid of her at first, but now she saw the boss staring at herself with such solemn eyes. She seemed to be stepping on cotton as if she was stepping on high heels, and she almost fell over only a few steps.

"Miss Laila, I was doing something just now. That why I didn't greet you." Before Laila could speak, Demi had hurriedly explained to herself.

"Miss Louise asked me to go downstairs…"

She was interrupted by Laila before she finished saying, "I didn't mean to blame you." If she knew that she did this deliberately to see what she would be afraid of, would she let her cry and run away? 

She smiled badly in her heart but put on a serious look on her face: "Demi, I want to know if anything has happened at the company these days."

Demi breathed a sigh of relief quietly and quickly said: "It's okay, everyone took turns to take vacations. Now they are basically in place, and there is no problem turning on the phone at any time."

Laila nodded: "That's good. Has the script been posted yet?"

"Yes, Miss Louise has already given a budget. It's just that the budget may be slightly larger."

Laila has long been mentally prepared for the budget issue. In her previous life, this film also spent more than 20 million yuan. Now she has personally built it in a classic direction. The budget can only be higher, and there is no possibility of low.

"What's the budget?"

Demi took a copy from the folder she was holding and opened it: "This time, the script and director's pay are estimated to be $3.1 million. Among them, the script is $600,000, your pay is $2.5 million, and there is a 5% share. The pay of all actors…"

Laila interrupted her chatter again with a bit of headache: "Just tell me the result."

"Yes, yes! The total budget is 25 million." Demi quickly said the final figure.

Laila habitually held the pen and tapped the desktop, which was her habitual movement when thinking.

She handles both the script and the director. Although it is her own company, she also needs to collect the money. She is a rookie director and a rookie screenwriter, but with a dark horse movie, "The Witch Blair," famous worldwide, she doesn't take these too much.

The budget of $25 million is less than what she had imagined. The box office and other related revenues earned from "The Blaire Witch" movie have allowed the company to have sufficient cash, and tens of millions will not have any impact on the operation of the company.

It's just that when she currently only has one movie released, she can spend a lot of money to film the movie at once. It would be impossible for people in the company to have no ideas.

God knows if the total cost of all the films of this company before has been more than 20 million. This budget, which sounded like an astronomical number in the past, is a small cost in the eyes of big production companies, and in their eyes, it is a figure for fighting back and letting go.