MTL - Best Actor-Chapter 32 I'll tell you what cheating is!

"This is the information you gave me, except name and age, what else can I use, did you overdo it in bed last night?" Frederick shook his hand. information, and shouted to the woman in front of him.

"I said before, I don't have much information here, it's up to you, Fred." Anna Gordon shrugged lightly, then turned around. Go, without paying any attention to his cry.

Damn woman! Frederick gritted his teeth angrily, but didn't say anything, and walked to his seat as well.

"The first day after the New Year's holiday is so loud, it's yours, Fred." The joker next to him joked, and then got a middle finger.

Back to my cubicle, the desk was still messy, the documents were scattered everywhere, the paper was piled up a lot, and even the dried coffee sprinkled on the corner of the table was not wiped off, Frederick, who was watching all this, couldn't help but sighed. When others were on vacation, he was still busy, making phone calls, looking at documents, looking for relationships, and although he also attended some parties, it was all for... that **** guy.

He has devised several pitches so far, including finding ways to interview Harvey Weinstein or Anthony Minghella, even if it's just five minutes. But after careful consideration of these plans, none of them can be put into action. After all, Sean's qualifications are still too shallow, and he can't take it out.

Frederick made it very clear that Minghella had already selected several actors for the film's male lead, and they had all auditioned for the film, but the remuneration could not be agreed. What's more, Minghella has been a screenwriter for ten years before he started directing movies, and he prefers people who are down-to-earth - not that Sean is not such a person, but the other party will inevitably think so, so he gave up the route of direct recommendation.

"This guy always gives people problems, always comes up with such crazy ideas, what should I do?" Frederick scratched his head and sighed, if he couldn't recommend it directly, Finding other people doesn't pay attention at all.

This is the first time he has encountered such a situation where he has nowhere to start, but even when he is sighing, he is still full of fighting spirit. For miracles? Maybe, it doesn't matter now, the important thing is that the holidays are over, and if you don't hurry up, there will be no chance.

"Let me think about it, let me think about it, what else can I do..." As Frederick said, he flipped through various materials again.

After reading this several times, rubbing his face a few times, drinking a cup of coffee, his eyes suddenly fell on a character profile. He picked it up and looked at it carefully. After thinking about it carefully, a light flashed through his heart. Frederick immediately got up and walked out, calling his cell phone as he walked.

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"Hey Dax, this way." Frederick waved to those who came out of the office building.

"What's the matter, Fred?" Dax Roman walked over with a worried expression, "I said, it's only ten minutes."

"I know, I know," Frederick agreed, "you're an assistant to Anthony Minghella on 'The Genius Ripley,' right? What's going on with the lead actor? ? Or to put it more clearly, can I consider my client?"

"Your client?" Roman frowned.

"You've met, Sean Tang, a very nice young man." Frederick reminded.

Roman tilted his head to think about it before he recalled it, and then showed a surprised look: "Are you kidding? He just played a role in a TV series, and he doesn't have much fame, how could he possibly enter the crew? Consider the scope."

"Yes, I know, but he is a very promising young man. Anyway, the male lead has never been agreed, so why can't we expand the scope?" Frederick You said.

"You know very well where our selection of the male lead will be, Fred," Roman seemed to want to laugh, "Okay, I know you are very optimistic about that young man, but he He is too young and has no qualifications at all. Instead of asking me to talk about it, you might as well find him a few more independent films to practice his acting skills, that is the right way."

Then, he patted his arm, turned and walked into the office building.

Frederick closed his eyes and sighed helplessly. After pinching the bridge of his nose, he suddenly turned a few steps forward, grabbed Roman's shoulders, and pulled him to the wall.

"Damn, I've made it very clear what you want to do." Roman exclaimed angrily.

"I know Minghella has been asking Miramax for additional investment, but Weinstein disagrees, and they are still deadlocked," Frederick looked around and said in a low voice, "Do you want to Get Weinstein to agree to additional investment?"

"What do you want to say?" Roman asked hesitantly.

"I ask you, Dax, do you want to help Mingla to force Weinstein to invest more?" Frederick said word by word.

Roman did not speak, but he was obviously a little tempted. There is more than one assistant to the director. If he can promote this matter, it is self-evident how many benefits he can get.

"You could persuade Megella to do another audition, for new actors, and make a 'if there's a good candidate, let him be the male lead'. This put pressure on Miramax and told them with this gesture: Look, because you refuse to invest more, we have to recruit new people, and if the movie fails, you will bear the inescapable responsibility!" Frederick Ke said quickly.

"This is too flippant and too playful to be successful." Roman said this subconsciously, but he also knew that what the other party said was just a rough idea, if you want to plan carefully, it can work completely of.

So, Frederick stopped talking, just looked at him.

"Okay, what do you want?" Roman can only compromise.

"Give Sean an audition, and," Frederick paused, "a chance to interview Anthony Minghella."

Also, how old is Sean now?"

"23, as long as you try your best." Frederick let go.

He not only knew Dax Roman, but also knew exactly what kind of person he was and what job he was doing, so he thought of breaking through from here.

Roman has some ambitions, but at the same time is very cautious. It is difficult to impress without enough interests, but what is promised will usually be done. Originally, Frederick wanted to try hard, but it turned out to be impossible, so in the end, when he thought of Roman's position in the "Genius Ripley" crew, he thought of that way.

Even so, the hope is very slim, but it is much better than before, and there are still many things to prepare.

"Sean, how are you getting ready?" After getting back to his car, Frederick made another phone call, "There will be news in two days at most... well, It's up to you... by the way, I have something to remind you, if they ask your age, remember to answer 23...because 18 is too young, the crew won't think about it at all... It's okay, I'll do it now I will revise some of the data, and the crew will generally not check the original data... no no no... hey, wait... listen to me..."

Listening over there, Frederick in the car rolled his eyes, then raised his voice: "Listen, Sean, I'm here to tell you what deception is. When you fail , when you are unlucky, the media will turn out all your scandals, even including you lifting the skirt of a little girl when you were four years old. At this time, what you are doing now is deceiving! If you succeed, you become famous , you've got great value, and they'll dig out these things and rave about it, and what you're doing now is being smart and clever! Don't think too much about the integrity of those guys, they're a bunch of **** , and when you throw dollars in their faces, they'll do whatever you want!"

With a long sigh, Frederick turned off the phone and looked again at the office building not far away before starting the car. It was the office building of Disney Studios, Miramax's The office is here.

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Meanwhile, in Miramax's Los Angeles offices, a dispute is unfolding.

"Harvey, wait, Harvey! Wait, Harvey Weinstein, where are you going?" Anthony Minghella, scratching his bald head, caught up with Chia Tai angrily The middle-aged fat man walking forward.

"Ha, my dear Anthony, it's a coincidence to meet you here." Seeing that he couldn't escape, Weinstein immediately put on a smile.

"Okay, Anthony, can I do something for you?" Weinstein spread his hands.

"Additional investment." Minghella put it bluntly.

"Except for this." Weinstein also refused unequivocally.

"Damn it, it's just an additional $5 million." Minghella despised his "stingy".

"We agreed at the beginning, Anthony, you should be careful, instead of asking for additional investment before you start shooting." Weinstein shrugged.

"But you didn't recommend Philip Hoffman, you didn't recommend Gwyneth Paltrow and Cate Blanchett, and their paychecks cost almost three 1/1 of it!" Mingla said angrily and depressed, "I can't even pay for the male lead I want!"

"But don't you agree with their acting skills?" Weinstein said slowly, "And you also recommended Jude Law and Jack Davenport, didn't you? ?"

Mingella stopped talking, just stared at Weinstein, as if he didn't want to leave without making it clear today.

"Actually, it's not impossible to make additional investment..." Weinstein suddenly said this, but he was rejected before he could export.

"That's impossible." Mingella said so, his brows furrowed, he knew very well that the other party's condition was the final editing right.

Because of the great success of "The English Patient" two years ago, Minghella easily got the final editing rights when he approached Miramax to invest in "The Genius Ripley", but then Harvey Weinstein regretted that he always wanted to take it back, and Mingla naturally would not agree, even if it was related to whether or not to invest more.

"Then, you can only cut the cost of live-action shooting in Italy, or choose the male lead among the new actors." Weinstein was also polite, dropped such a sentence, and then shouted go.