"Calm down, Bruce..."

Malibu Country Club, on the open and beautiful golf grass, Lowett, who wanted to relax on Saturday, was sweating coldly because of a sudden call, and hurried to the side. Several golfers were used to it, but this time it seemed very serious, and Lowett's panic was unusual.

"Calm down? Let's calm me down?"

I don’t know what happened to Willis just now. Maybe he was stabbed by Ramo. Maybe he saw another Ye Wei news in a newspaper. His anger that had been held back for a long time finally broke out: "That bad movie has a box office of 20 million yuan. What do you think will happen to Sunlight Little Beauty"? This is your work result, you are so ecKIN is over."

Listening to the angry curses, Lowett also complained that I proposed to kick Ye Wei away, but the person who made the decision in the end was not your Hollywood superstar

He continued to calm down, and after Willis scolded him enough, he smiled and said with apologies: "Bruce, I admit that I made a huge mistake. I was wrong in all the judgments about Ye Wei..."

"Of course you are wrong. I don't want you to admit your mistake, I want you to solve it." Willis's anger was not extinguished at all, but instead burned even more. "Solve it for me, now."

Lowett knew that if Willis could not be satisfied today, it would be over. He had already prepared for the current situation and could still say calmly: "They will not expose those inside stories..."

"Of course they won't" Willis interrupted angrily, "They will only say that Cheyenne Company had considered investing in Ye Wei and the Little Beautiful Sunshine", but in the end they gave up because Bruce Willis didn't dare to invest and he went crazy. He was a fool, a coward, and a fool who only lost money when starting a company. Isn't that enough?

"Calm down, calm down..." Not only on his forehead, Lowett was sweating all over his body. He shouldn't hear this. He shouldn't say that he was very proud of Willis. Which superstar could still cooperate with him when he scolded his agent like this? This is actually scolding the agent.

Seeing that the other party was still not stopping, he hurriedly said loudly: "Bruce, listen to me first and they know the rules of the game. The inside story will not be exposed. If you are worried about it, you can also communicate and solve it."

He naturally did the communication work, but in fact he had done it before. He had negotiated with Brian Burleer, and when he remembered the call, he couldn't help but feel even more depressed.

Brian said in a victorious, contemptuous and arrogant tone: "The right to decide this matter is not with me, nor with Hanks, but with Ye Wei, the producer of the project "Little Beauty of Sunshine". I asked him, and he is still considering that if there is a result, I will tell you." There has been no result until now.

In fact, if Willis comes forward personally, Hanks cannot give him a favor. How much publicity value is this behind-the-scenes footage? No. If you want to promote Ye Wei’s American Dream, just say that several companies have rejected him. But Willis will not come forward, and he is not stupid enough to say this proposal.

This is the current state. Lowett cursed a few times and continued, "Don't worry, I will solve it within today, no, solve it now."

"You know what result I want, damn, your damn huge mistakes damn"

Amid a series of scolding, the call was hung up, dud-

Luowei almost threw his cell phone out, and took several breaths before slowly turning out a very reluctant number that he hadn't contacted for a long time. Ye Wei.

Things are unpredictable, and the situation has changed. Since the lackey of "The Marriage is Coming" breaking out, the company's management has given him a clear reminder that Ye Wei is already a very important customer. No matter whether there is or not, don't touch that kid even a hair, otherwise Brian will not be happy, and CAAl will not be happy... Ye Wei is a character.

F (William Morris Endeavour Brokerage), ICM (International Creative Management Partnership), and HTA (United Elite Brokerage) are all coveted.

On the last weekend of June, the box office of "The Wedding Time is Coming" must reach 20 million US dollars, and the release is on track is running all the way. Ye Wei has nothing to be very busy with, and his focus has begun to be on the Sunlight Beauty project.

In this way, except for a script and a sum of money, the first producer and director was determined, and there was a blank project in other aspects. There was too much work to do in the early preparations and it was not possible to complete them in one or two days. First, the early crew must be built and the large amount of necessary copywriting work before carrying out the substantial preparation (spend money).

The first goal is a good partner, his co-producer, or executive producer, and the second producer, if he is the king, that guy is the king's hand.

The King's Hand not only needs to execute his orders, but also manage all kinds of chores, such as buying insurance for the crew. This job is not his, otherwise how can he have time to create?

The publicity work is about to begin, and now he is in the craze, and it is the best time to announce to the media that Preton invests in his new project, but at this stage, it is just an announcement, and follow the publicity rhythm.

However, today Saturday, Ye Wei's itinerary has an unexpected dinner at night, and he spends time with his family during the day.

Half past the morning, he was playing football in the backyard of his home, Duoduo and Toto were playing with each other, laughing, and the phone on the chair next to the porch suddenly rang out loud--

"Who?" Ye Wei kicked the football at the gantry, wiped the sweat from his head, ran over and picked up his phone and frowned.

"Duoduo, brother, have a phone call." He answered the call while walking far away from the back garden, "Tell me what I want to say."

"Good morning, Weige, congratulations on your movie's big sale." Lowett's hypocritical laughter came out. Who knew if he was actually looking like he wanted to kill someone.

"I disappoint you." Ye Wei smiled. Now that he faced this despicable villain, he would not be furious. He was just like looking at the disgusting vomit. "I said directly what you want, about the little beauty of Sunshine"? Don't promote the Cheyenne Company as almost a producer?"

Hanks said that he would handle this matter himself, and they would not interfere. They respect him and Willis: You should resolve your grudges by yourself.

"Vie, you are such a genius." Lowett's voice was filled with a humble tone, and he was admiring and apologizing: "Now I know, how genius you were, I'm sorry, there are no eternal friends and enemies, only eternal interests, with your intelligence, you must understand this sentence."

"There is no business to negotiate between you and I." Ye Wei smiled again. The last time he heard this, Arnold Funkin wanted to convince him to sell them the project "Daily Beauty" for 600,000. Now Lowet said the same thing, which is really ironic.

Lowett suddenly sighed, his tone and spirit lowered: "I lost, I really lost, can I just give me a little kindness?"

"Put your hypocrisy, I just want to get two answers, one is the idea of ​​who is kicking me out; two is the big director you invited."

"As it my opinion, you are too young, and it is not something that makes people judge wrong, right? I just judge wrong."

"Why am I not interested in you? Who is that big director?"

Lowett was silent for a few seconds before whispering: "Sam jl丨Des."

"Does he know your plans?"

"I don't know about this. He was invited by David Linde. He just read the script and liked it very much. He had a happy conversation with Bruce. He didn't necessarily know how to direct it.

Sam jl丨Des, Ye Wei narrowed his eyes, the 2nd Academy Award for Best Director ("American Beauty"), the answer may be known tonight.

"I don't want to talk to you anymore. You can tell Willis that if he cares about this, I can talk to him, just now. Do you want to talk? Please reply to me with text messages and don't call me. No matter how you say I won't like you. If I get annoyed, I have no need to talk. Goodbye."

After a short round of calls, Ye Wei had not returned to play football yet, and received a text message from Lowett: "Bruce wants to talk."

Sitting down the wooden chair by the porch, he looked at a contact name on the phone screen. The last time he called it was half a year ago, and he really scolded him.

Press and call, he looked at the blue summer sky, and after a few beeps, the other party connected, and a depressed breathing came faintly. His tone was neither humble nor arrogant: "Hello, Mr. Willis."

"Hello, boy." Willis's voice was very heavy.
Chapter completed!