Hollywood Lover Chapter 150

During these times in the UK, Zhang Dongcheng also personally went to the London Film Academy to visit his former teacher, Mr. Hebrew.

For Zhang Dongcheng's success, the chubby Mr. Hebrew is also very happy. Among his students, it can be said that only Zhang Dongcheng completed the gorgeous transformation in the shortest time. From a penniless young man of Chinese descent to a world-renowned director.

After chatting with Mr. Hebrew for a while, Zhang Dongcheng took his leave and left.

Of course, Zhang Dongcheng did not forget to visit Orlando Bloom, the elf prince and the protagonist of the tuner, during his stay in the UK.

After learning about Zhang Dongcheng's experience for more than a year, Orlando wished he could graduate from school now and go to Hollywood to join Zhang Dongcheng, a new commercial director. But his impulse was dispelled by Zhang Dongcheng. In the end, I can only vent my excessive excitement on learning, and constantly learn all kinds of knowledge to enrich myself.

Both Orlando and Zhang Dongcheng believe that the day of reunion will come soon.

On the tenth day of January, Zhang Dongcheng finally contacted Adaman, who had disappeared for almost ten days. With the help of two girls, Halliwell and Victoria, they boarded the plane to the United States.

"Hey! Smith, you must have had a lot of fun these days, right?" Adaman has never had a straight mouth.

"I'm not as nasty as you think. During this time, I've been busy with the script of our next movie!" Zhang Dongcheng gave a contemptuous glance at Adaman, who was obviously much weaker.

These days, this guy must be singing and singing every night without restraint, and his body has lost weight visibly to the naked eye. I'm really not afraid of dying in a woman's belly.

"Wow!" Adaman looked at Zhang Dongcheng in surprise, and said: "Smith, you are simply a workaholic, we have to try to learn to enjoy life. What are you working so hard for? Isn't it to enjoy life? Don't Wait until you are old and frail, and you want to enjoy it but you don't have the right to regret it! We should enjoy it as soon as possible!"

Zhang Dongcheng has long been used to Adaman's strange talks. Ignored him at all.

Self-discussing a boring Adaman smiled sarcastically, touched his nose, and said, "Smith, do you have the script with you? Let me see what subject matter we will shoot in the next movie?"

Zhang Dongcheng nodded, and took out the script written by hand from his bag. This script is the most brain-intensive one Zhang Dongcheng has written so far.

In fact, he can completely copy The Matrix and still be successful. But in order to challenge himself, Zhang Dongcheng still made this possibly thankless move.

Selected highlights from Inception and Torn Doomsday, incorporated them into The Matrix, and deleted some things from The Matrix. Come up with this script that has the advantages of both, but is reasonable.

Now this script is still a general framework. If you really want to complete it thoroughly, you still need Zhang Dongcheng to keep filling it with something. This obviously cannot be accomplished in the short term.

After getting off the plane at Los Angeles International Airport, Zhang Dongcheng did not go back with Adaman. After he gave the things to Adaman to take back with him, he himself contacted Gibran and went to the headquarters of East West Bank to discuss short-term film investment funds. The problem.

This is the most important thing, and there is no room for carelessness.

"Gibran, I've arrived in the United States now, and in an hour, I'll probably arrive at the downstairs of the Mermaids Lawyer's building. Please help me make an appointment with the person in charge of East West Bank!" After leaving the airport, Zhang Dongcheng gave Gibran Made a phone call.

Gibran happily agreed. Said: "Welcome back to Smith, Mr. Claude has been waiting for you these days, he really wants to meet you, a genius who can come up with such an idea!"

"Genius or something praised me!" Zhang Dongcheng shook his head modestly, and asked doubtfully, "But Mr. Claude?"

"Oh! Sorry. I forgot to introduce you!" Gibran said: "The person we are going to meet this time is Mr. Claude, who is the head of East West Bank in Los Angeles. Of course, he is of Chinese descent just like us. He My name is Claude Chen. I think you will have a great time meeting today!"

"I think so too!" Zhang Dongcheng nodded. After agreeing on the time and place with Gibran, we hung up the phone.

The place agreed with Mr. Claude is a Chinese tea restaurant in Chinatown, Los Angeles.

After Zhang Dongcheng came to the tea restaurant, he saw Gibran sitting in the corner of the hall, covered by a screen. Sitting in front of him was an old Chinese man with gray hair.

The old man was wearing a bright yellow Tang suit and was holding a precious mahogany cane in his hand. He looked about fifty or sixty years old, but he had a kind of vigor that did not belong to this age.

This old man must be Claude, right? Zhang Dongcheng thought to himself, and walked towards this side.

Gibran and Claude had only a simple dish of dried fruit on their table, and each had a cup of tea with the fragrance of tea in front of them.

"Oh! Smith, you are here!" Gibran didn't know what they were discussing with Claude just now, and the two talked happily. He didn't find him until Zhang Dongcheng walked over. "Let me introduce you. This is the person in charge of East West Bank's Los Angeles branch, Mr. Claude Chen!"

Before Zhang Dongcheng greeted the old man, the old man stretched out his hand first, and said in correct Chinese: "Since everyone is Chinese, let's communicate in their mother tongue!"

The familiar voice made Zhang Dongcheng feel a little stunned. It seems that he hasn't heard Chinese for a long time, right? Even in my cousin and aunt's house, everyone is used to speaking in English.

Just this simple proposal made Zhang Dongcheng unknowingly develop a good impression of Claude Chen.

"Hello, Mr. Chen!" Zhang Dongcheng sat opposite to Claude under the guidance of Gibran, and said, "I don't know what Mr. Chen thinks about my short-term film investment fund?"

"Don't dare!" Claude Chen waved his hand and said: "Mr. Zhang is not very old, but he can come up with such a unique idea. I can't help but feel a sense of dread. That's why Bo Lun specially contacted you , I just want to meet and chat with you! After all, the idea of this fund comes from your handwriting, and Bo Lun has never been as thorough as your creator."

"Mr. Chen, you are too polite, what do you want to ask?" Zhang Dongcheng asked carefully. As the saying goes, people are old and ghosts are old!

Claude Chen in front of him is a businessman, and a very old businessman at that. It can definitely be called the evaluation of the two words human essence.

Zhang Dongcheng is very self-aware, and will consider every word he says with Claude in his heart.

Do not have the heart to harm others, nor do you have the heart to guard against others. It's really a shopping mall like a battlefield. Even if they are brothers who may turn against each other because of their property, it is even more impossible for Claude to help Zhang Dongcheng without getting anything.

"Mr. Zhang, I've watched all the movies you made, including the first short film, the tuner, the later two smoking guns, and the most recent mummy! I have to say, you are the pride of the Chinese film industry." Ke Lauder suddenly changed the topic, and started to praise Zhang Dongcheng instead.

His actions made Zhang Dongcheng even more vigilant. As the saying goes, courteous people must ask for something. It seems that Claude's purpose is not so pure!

"Old Mr. Chen is too generous!" Zhang Dongcheng's answer was watertight. As soon as the words fell, he took a sip of the tea he had just brewed.

The top-quality Yuqian Longjing has a strong but not brilliant fragrance. Take a sip and the fragrance will linger on your lips and teeth.

"Okay, Mr. Zhang, I'll just talk to you directly!" Claude Chen saw that Zhang Dongcheng seemed to be on guard against him, and he knew that his previous plan had failed. I can only say frankly: "Mr. Zhang, I don't know how your fund is operated. How much share will you leave to East West Bank?"

Zhang Dongcheng understands that this is the real theme.

Without answering directly, Zhang Dongcheng looked at Gibran who was on the side. He believed that Gibran would give Claude a reasonable answer to this question.

Sure enough, Gibran, as Zhang Dongcheng's person in charge of this matter, immediately said: "Our new film budget is between 65 million and 70 million US dollars. Mr. Smith will provide 25 million US dollars himself. Of the remaining 40 million, all of them can be given to East West Bank to raise funds in the form of funds, and East West Bank can get a return of 10% of the total amount!"

"No! No! No!" Claude shook his head, he seemed to have long believed that Zhang Dongcheng's movie would definitely make money, and immediately said: "We can take out 30 million. The remaining 10 million Come to raise funds. What does Mr. Zhang think?"

What, East West Bank also wants to invest in movies?

Zhang Dongcheng thought carefully for a while before deciding not to do so.

Originally, he wanted to use the funds of small and medium-sized investors across the United States to experiment with the film fund model, because small and medium-sized investors are scattered and cannot affect the entire film, and individual investors will be very fancy about the money invested. The probability of running to point fingers is very high!

"I'm sorry, I can't agree to this." Zhang Dongcheng quickly made up his mind and rejected Claude.

After the two sides discussed again, seeing Zhang Dongcheng's extremely firm attitude, Claude had no choice but to accept Zhang Dongcheng's request.

Nowadays, the film industry is gradually developing more and more perfect, and making more and more money. A movie that sells well at the box office can even make investors smile crookedly.

East West Bank, as a bank specializing in credit business, has long had the idea of entering the film industry, but Hollywood is monopolized by big film producers and consortia, and it is difficult for them small bankers to have investment opportunities, and even if they can invest , They are afraid of losing money.

Now, their plan is to use Zhang Dongcheng to break into the film industry, and Zhang Dongcheng's current good reputation and background as a Chinese naturally won their favor.

Although they are not very satisfied with Zhang Dongcheng's method, East West Bank has nothing unacceptable to the current status quo.

Zhang Dongcheng and Claude, who didn't know all of this, talked nonsense again and again, and then left near the evening.

Chapter end

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