American fame and fortune

Before ten o'clock, Kate Winslet left. Martin made three cups of sweet and sour Mojito, and was about to leave after drinking.

Kelly's words caught his attention: "Benjamin, the company's long-term co-director, just gave me a script, and he wants to make a theatrical movie."

She opened the bag she brought, took out a script, and handed it to Louise: "You have a lot of experience, help me to read."

Martin was very curious, so he didn't get close to it for the time being. The script involved commercial secrets, so he had better pay attention to it.

Louise only flipped through the first dozen or so pages, and said, "You can find a bunch of them in the script library of any Hollywood film company. You have been in Hollywood. Similar to this kind of B-level movies, the quality of the movie is related to the script. not very big."

She bluntly said: "Zombie vampires, the most vulgar B-movie subject, the only thing that is new is that the vampire dancer is replaced by a vampire gigolo."

Kelly suddenly turned her head to look at Martin: "Actually, the original idea came from Martin. He played a dead body, and he joked with me about asking the supporting actress to pick up the body. I casually mentioned it to Benjamin. The real experience of working in the club wrote this script."

At this point, Martin had a good reason to interrupt: "Kelly, should you send me a red envelope and some copyright fees?"

Louise was a little surprised: "You are really versatile, and you have also been a gigolo?"

Martin corrected: "The first bartender at the Gigolo Club." He then said to Kelly: "Could it be that you tailor-made the script for me? I'm so touched, how can I thank you?"

Louise said suddenly, "Penicillin cures everything, thanks for everything."

Kelly couldn't understand at all: "What do you mean? Penicillin? What did you do that you dare not tell me?"

Martin and Louise smiled at each other without speaking.

"You couple!" Kelly scolded with a smile, and said, "This script needs to cost at least 1 million US dollars to produce an effect. The director said that the cost is discounted. Once the filming starts, who knows how much more will be added."

Louise knew a little about her friend: "Grey's company can't even come up with 1 million dollars, can it?"

Kelly said: "I'm going to buy the factory buildings of GM and transform them into studios for renting out. Given the current situation in the auto industry, it is impossible for GM to start the ATL production center again. The factory area is adjacent to a large cemetery. Not worth much."

The promotion to the vice chairman gave Kelly confidence: "The film and television preferential policies introduced by Zuozhou can attract your crew and other crews in the future. Atlanta does not have a professional filming base. I am communicating with the city hall through the free association. The state government, by the way, wants a subsidy for the construction of a film and television base."

Louise agreed: "You're right. Many companies in Hollywood are attracted by the state's tax breaks. Gray's company can provide supporting services. They are happy to cooperate. Kelly, making movies, you are a rookie, but business, I am not as good as you."

Kelly picked up the script: "Once there is a problem with my capital chain, not only will the plan be seriously affected, but the company will even go bankrupt."

Martin looked at Kelly. This woman is not stupid and sweet. He was able to grab her and climb up because she saw that she was worth as a gun.

Kelly held a glass of wine and leaned against Louise: "Hollywood, spread the news for me more."

Louise, the female pervert, pinched Kelly's chin and looked at the opposite mirror: "If I don't help you, who else can I help? We are now in the same mirror."

Martin spread his hands: "Please pay attention to the civilized language."

Kelly laughed, and from the moment she tasted the cup of paper airplanes, she was going to treat Martin like a gun.

This gun is better than expected.

Martin guessed that too, but he got what he wanted.

This three-party transaction, at present, no one is losing money.

Louise saw Kelly put away the script: "Really give up?"

Kelly replied: "Unless the funds are abundant."

Louise said to Martin: "School, you can even make a kettle, quickly find a way for Kelly."

Martin asked back: "I figured it out, do you dare to use it?"

"Let's talk." Kelly didn't expect him, she just joked.

Martin is not a nonsense: "Kelly, you are... Let me think about it, yes, you are Wendi Deng, Murdoch's wife Wendi Deng, and then you call people who want to be famous, say there is a movie project that wants a leading actor, You happen to watch his performance, praise him as a genius, and want to get involved and make money.”

Kelly frowned: "Such a low-level scam?"

Martin shrugged: "You can't expect me to engage in financial scams, I have never been in contact with them, two beauties, I am just a small person."

Louise said instead: "It is possible to succeed, but only if you pretend to be a heavyweight."

"The fraud is successful, and the FBI will come to the door soon." Kelly can imagine the consequences: "Whether it is Wendi Deng or Katherine Kennedy who impersonates, the other party will definitely put pressure on the FBI, and then I will be finished."

She said casually: "I would rather learn from Hollywood and cooperate with money laundering."

Louise couldn't help laughing: "Can you handle it?"

Kelly is full of confidence: "I couldn't handle it before, but after the kettle, I can handle it without involving the powerful people in Atlanta."

Even in the new century, money laundering and black box operations are still the norm in this industry, and Kelly and Louise don't take it seriously.

Martin poured himself another glass of wine, sat in a chair, and sipped slowly.

After a while, he asked Kelly, "Can I read the script?"

Kelly handed it to him: "Don't think too much, it's not tailor-made for you. Our friendship is friendship, and business is business. I can still consider it under $500,000."

"I'm just watching." Martin continued to turn over the script.

The plot of a standard bad B-grade movie, vampire gigolos seduce women with male sex, and eat blood to worship evil gods, and the sister who avenges his sister sacrifices lust, and after finding out the situation, he leads a group of fierce-chested female hunters and rushes into the gigolo club for a while. Big fight.

Among them, the most important roles are the heroine and the big boss of the vampire gigolo.

Martin has been in contact with many crews, and based on a rough estimate based on the script, it is difficult to get $500,000 for a single server of Huadao and action stunts.

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Saijo Street, Black Bar.

In the large private room on the second floor, Lin En was slumped on the sofa, in a strange state, not knowing why.

Both Adam Smith and Ward saw a copy of the dozen-page script he brought.

"This vampire gigolo was made just for you," Ward said.

Adam Smith closed the script and picked up the information next to it: "Martin Davis stayed in the Gigolo Club. Lynn just mentioned that Benjamin wrote the script based on Martin."

He was very tempted: "The male lead of a theater movie!"

The relevant information that Ward inquired about Martin included all kinds of obvious information about Martin, such as living in the Clayton community, working part-time as an extra at the age of sixteen, working as a maintenance worker, owed a loan shark, and working as a bartender at the House of the Beast. By chance, I joined the ATL Free Club and so on.

The door of the private room opened from the outside, and Poyet, the owner, and Diego, the Latin assistant, came in together.

"How is it, Adam?" Poyet habitually took out his crotch: "Is the new product I gave you strong enough?"

Adam pointed to Lynn: "It's all good stuff, look at him, he's enjoying it."

Poyet sat next to Adam: "Listen to Ward, have you encountered some troubles?"

Adam signaled the information with his eyes: "A bastard named Martin Davis wants to steal my job."

"Where did I hear this damn name?" Poyet didn't think about it, and said, "You can't lose your job, you can help me get in touch with those damn upper-middle-class people, and sell the goods at a high price!"

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered: "Is the bartender at the House of Beasts called Martin Davis?"

Adam said: "Martin the bastard does have a part-time job across the street."

Boyette stood up abruptly, and took out a gun from his crotch: "I'm going to kill him! It's said that the House of Beasts stealing customers is all the idea of ​​this bastard!"

Diego quickly reached out and grabbed Poyet: "No, don't!"

"He's just a poor kid from the ghetto!" Poyet said.

Diego snatched the pistol and handed the information to Poyet. Poyet looked down and was dazzled by a large paragraph of text: "I can't understand it."

"Martin Davis is an official social investigator of the ATL Freedom Association and has received a special honorary certificate from the Freedom Association." Diego has a clearer understanding of the social situation: "Now the Freedom Association is making such a fuss, I really want to kill Martin Day Weiss, will they ignore it?"

Poyet was impulsive, and his head was not dizzy: "We are black again, no, you are not, and you are not."

He tapped Adam's forehead lightly: "Man, guarantee your damn job, don't let me see that you are worthless."

After Diego and Poyet left, Adam Smith and Ward frowned.

The two discussed for a while, and Adam Smith suddenly remembered the entertainment news he had read at the beginning of the year: "Robert Downey Jr. was released from prison last year."