Legendary American Tycoon

"Can't you think of other ways? I really think this suits you? The temperament is too consistent."

Meet a rooster. He asked several times, but White did not answer.

"I don't know much about your Internet work." He said.

"It does look so?"

White looked at the top cabin where they were. There is an exclusive embedded cover behind the two wide reclining chairs sitting side by side, and the table in front is small and exquisite. Here, they can hear each other's voices clearly.

"But I do have an idea," White, "San Francisco is a good place, not to mention California. Silicon Valley, you know. Like my LUMBLAR, Google, Microsoft, and other well-known Internet companies are all built in Silicon Valley."

"So what, California is indeed a good place." Ferguson's blue eyes came out puzzled, his mouth opened, his face very inexplicable, "I prefer places like Los Angeles."

"But as far as I know, in the case of a movie, it's more than just one place, right?

"So what?"

"Actually I can introduce another nice person."

"What does it mean."

"On the surface."

"Okay, okay," Ferguson said, "you can be more specific."

"Well, I mean we can work together—"

"I know what you mean."

"It's a roommate of mine." White said, looking at Ferguson, watching the slight change in expression on Ferguson's face.

Ferguson looked at his expression very surprised, because this was a bit crazy, but it made him unable to understand, "No, your roommate..."

"Can you accept being a beautiful girl?"

"If you tell me you're a girl. It's not impossible. There are indeed a few heroines in the **** script. But there won't be many scenes. I have written this script a long time ago. You need to know."

White gently slid his toes across the ground, pondered calmly, and answered flatly.

"What about changing the script? Are you dying to be struggling with this movie?"

"No, it's not—"

"Isn't it? An obscure director who is even still studying. If you want to rely on a work, you will become an instant hit." White changed his posture, stroking his sore shoulders, until his whole body was relaxed, at least not so aching. "This is too unrealistic."

White's gaze was always on Ferguson, he was observing this young man who was a few years older than himself, and his expression remained calm. "It might be better to consider a little TV series."

"A TV show. If it were to be done, it would seem to cost less than a movie."

"Let's watch the first season first." Anyway, the American drama is long and verbose, and it can be performed for seven or eight seasons without stopping, White thought.

"How do you persuade me to do this?"

auzw.com "Because I have an idea." White said, and found out that the idea might be good. "This can be written as a script. Life in Silicon Valley is pretty good. Life. Look at the current entrepreneurial enthusiasm, showing the life of Silicon Valley on the TV screen. If this is the case, it will definitely get a good ratings-film and television companies, TV stations, and some other film industry series companies will definitely like it very much. Such a subject—you may not believe it. But this is my instinct."

Ferguson was thinking. Whenever he reached out to stir the garland in the coffee cup, the waveless surface was actually turbulent, "I probably know what you mean. In fact, this can also promote cooperation."

"Cooperation?"

Ferguson nodded: "It's like a screenwriter. Although you haven't studied this major."

"screenwriter?"

"When I am a director, then you are a screenwriter. This is also a very good cooperation, because, cooperation, it does not mean that an actor and a director must be counted. I did want to be a screenwriter myself at the beginning. But to be honest, both It may not be a bad thing to separate, find some new themes and inspiration."

"Do you think it is feasible?"

"For the time being, I still want to talk to Teacher Scorsese. When I return to New York from Columbia, I can discuss this with him."

Huai nodded: "Not bad."

"Mr. Scorsese is the hub of communication between us." Ferguson said, smiling again. "Although I think my script has not been favored by you, this is a bit regrettable? Why don't you think about it?"

"That's impossible."

"It's worthy of White Engelson." Ferguson said, shrugging to him, "but I don't feel embarrassed either. I have heard too many stories about the director not finding a beautiful woman. Last winter the teacher told me that he was young Similar experience."

"Ok."

"I just complained."

White knew it too. Ferguson is from Scotland and is different from Brooklyn. He is a little arrogant or even expensive. Perhaps it is also White's illusion. Artists probably give people this illusion and inexplicable. But it was also very good, and helped Cha Raqiu get a list.

White shook hands with Ferguson when he got off the plane: "Let's talk about this later."

Ferguson took off the gloves he had just put on: "I wish you all the best at the Columbia Summit."

Coming out of Colombia's international airport, White jumped into the taxi that he had already called. The driver was a young man in his early 20s. Because of the young face of the driver, White couldn't help but look more, thinking about what he did when he was twenty.

In order to watch the football league, you can stay up all night; also, in the era of msn prevalence, make appointments with classmates and girls, sometimes from the same city watching football together.

In reality, the home team's rival fans are not as irritable as on the Internet. The opponent scores the most irritable, as long as the home team wins back, open the beer bottle and drink again.

I will be happy for several days because of the small labor fee of dozens of yuan, using an old desktop computer, White thought, anyway, he is just a college student and will not be on the way to the world's top elite talent summit.

Then he asked himself whether this is a greater environmental factor or a greater personal factor. If you want to escape, the former is undoubtedly the best answer.

Like the Colombian young man in front of him, isn't he also driving a taxi for an hour? When he put on a suit of several thousand dollars, they were still worried about the rent, water and electricity.

No matter how you think about it, the final answer he came up with was related to his own ambitions. As those celebrities said, it’s not that there is nothing good-there is gain, there is loss, and if you blindly pursue stability, then the employees of the Fortune 500 will always just give people their lives.

There is also the life of licking the dog and taking the plate.

White got off the taxi.

He left the tip in the back seat.

"I wish you a smooth journey!" The Colombian driver beckoned.