Entertainment tycoon who started out as a director

Sean Penn smiled and took the script.

He didn't even turn it over, he just put it in his hand and squeezed it, feeling the thickness, and felt happy in his heart.

Standard script thickness.

"Did it really take three days to write the script?"

"Strictly speaking, it doesn't count. I had an outline in advance and I expanded it in three days."

"That's pretty awesome." Sean Penn was still surprised.

It’s true that he is an actor, but he is not just an actor, he is also a director and screenwriter, and he has directed three films so far.

He knew very well the meaning behind it.

"Sure enough, they are among the best screenwriters in the world. I definitely can't do it."

After giving a small compliment to Gu Ming, Sean Penn talked to Gu Ming, and after receiving the agreement, he concentrated on reading the script.

Read and read.

There was only one thought in his mind.

This is a great script!

His character also has a lot of room for development.

Perhaps this kind of inspirational film is not suitable for conquering the Big Three, but Hollywood definitely eats this way, and likes it very much.

"Happy cooperation!"

Sean Penn stretched out his hand, "Can I talk to my agent about the treatment later?"

"Of course, let them talk about the treatment. Let's just talk about the movie!" Gu Ming took the script and talked about his ideas with Sean Penn.

From time to time, he would also give some insights from a performance perspective.

The two of them chatted for three or four hours.

By the time the conversation was over, the contract and details had been discussed.

Knowing that Gu Ming still has a company, if he has a good relationship with Gu Ming, his other artists can also develop. Moreover, employers tend to be cooperative, and agents are not as open-minded as Leos.

Everyone rushed in both directions, and after reading the contract, they signed their names.

"Happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!"

After spending another week drawing the storyboards and finalizing the main actors, Gu Ming handed over the rest of the work to the established team.

Gu Ming is going back to China with Yan Danchen.

After all, Yan Danchen was a class teacher, and the school gave him a lot of face and gave him a long vacation, but he couldn't go too far and stayed out all the time without returning to school, right?

Well, his students are in the second half of their junior year.

During this period, let alone Nortel, the school doesn’t care much about the Yangzhou Opera.

Mainly because Gu Ming was a little tired of staying here and wanted to go back.

And there are a lot of things that I can't refuse. Maybe no one who attends really wants to attend the meeting. The other party has called several times, so I have to attend after all!

There is no other way, why do you have to hang out? As a human being, you always have to live in harmony with the light.

There is no conflict of interest. Hello, me, everyone. Isn’t this great?

Of course, the most important thing is that I have to keep an eye on "Gravity" from time to time.

……

Gu Ming, who had learned to return home quietly, did not tell anyone his specific flight to avoid having to leave the airport.

It wasn't until I got home that I called Han Sanpin, "I'm back."

"This should be called your return with honor!"

"For the sake of bringing a Chinese-language film to the Oscar for Best Picture, Scorpion Baba is the only one who deserves it, so I must treat you to dinner!"

"Okay! Please do it if you want."

"Then tonight! I'll call someone to take care of you!"

... that night.

Gu Ming went to have a good meal with a group of old friends who often organized celebration parties for him.

After finishing the meal, Han Sanpin, who was sitting next to Gu Ming, asked, "After this Oscar, are there any plans to make a commercial blockbuster focusing on domestic markets?"

"That's really not the case." Gu Ming shook his head slightly drunkenly, "I want to make another film in Hollywood, and have a final impact. This time, it will definitely be the last time."

"It will definitely work this time!" Han Sanpin patted Gu Ming's arm, "In the film industry, I think there is nothing you can't do."

"Literary films, commercial films, cartoons."

"I heard that you made a lot of money from the licensing fees for "Despicable Me" just from the various toys and stuff!"

"Hey, it's actually not much, less than 100 million."

"Dollar?"

"Or else?"

"Look, you are so humble! You are so humble." Everyone laughed enviously.

But Gu Ming really didn't think this number was very large.

You know, in seven years, that pink hair dryer named Peppa Pig will be able to earn more than a billion dollars a year.

That’s the real money-attracting tool.

The minions are still not up to par.

There is no way, who made "Despicable Me" not long ago released, and there are not a few series to lay a solid foundation, after all, it is a bit unstable.

If there is a trilogy that is released every three years, then it is safe.

The money-making power of animated movies is absolutely amazing.

Of course, my family knows their own affairs.

Even if the trilogy is released, it is still far behind Peppa Pig. People have released one episode after another, and the target is kindergarten children, a group with high spending power, who will give up if they don't buy something.

Minions, the children who watch it must be at least elementary school students, right?

This gap is too big.

……

Full of wine and food.

When it was time to leave and say goodbye to the others, Han Sanpin insisted on taking a car with Gu Ming and asked the driver to follow Gu Ming in the car.

"What do you mean?" Gu Ming smiled, "You're not planning to kidnap me, right?"

"I have something to discuss with you, but I don't know how to ask."

"Then don't say it." Gu Ming smiled, "If I say it, it will either embarrass you or embarrass me. So why should we do it?"

"I..." Han Sanpin was speechless for a moment, and finally said simply, "I'm going to do whatever it takes, it's not a big deal, I just want you to give me some advice."

"Okay." Looking at Han Sanpin's serious look, how could Gu Ming refuse? She asked him to get into the back seat and sit side by side with her. After the car started driving, he said, "Old Han, just say what you want to say."

"Even if you want to make "The Promise 2", I will support you with both hands."

"Am I that stupid?" Han Sanpin curled his lips, "This is a project of Xiao Ma Bentong and Wu Baige. It is said that it will be made into our country's Titanic. The project is called 1949."

"So? Is the photo taken of 1949 Benwanwan?"

"How do you know?" Han Sanpin was stunned for a moment.

"Then you said 1949 was still related to big ships. What else could you shoot? A picture of Zhongshan turning yellow after the storm, and a million-strong army crossing the river?"

"You don't want to vote, do you?" Gu Ming glanced sideways at Han Sanpin, "Would you like to let the domestic audience see how many things were transported on the ship? This is no less than stabbing the audience."

"Don't say anything that is not conducive to unity!" Han Sanpin looked around and said something that suited his status, "We are all family now."

"Oh."

Gu Ming understood.

"Then vote! You must vote, big vote and special vote."

"Believe me, the global box office will be bigger than Titanic in the end!" (End of Chapter)