Chapter 1106 Something fishy
“So, when do you have time, I think we should sit down and talk about the specific details of the signing?”
On the other end of the phone, Ed came Jia's voice is brisk and pleasant, full of enthusiasm.
However, when it fell on Mangold's ears, it was hot, and his mind was a mess, and he would be completely unable to sort out his thoughts for a while.
Crack.
Mangold hung up the phone immediately.
Mangold blinked and looked at Kitcher.
Kitcher looked at Mangold with his jaw dislocated. He couldn't believe his eyes. He tried to say something, but found that his voice was completely stuck.
Finally, Kitcher cursed with his eyes: What on earth have you done?
Mangold took a breath, "What on earth did I do?"
But what to do?
Edgar is ready to negotiate cooperation, but they are still stuck in the underground parking lot of Sony Columbia. What else can they do about this matter?
Mangold's mind was in a mess, and the only thing he could do was to plunge his head into the sand like an ostrich.
Kitcher almost suffocated. He couldn't believe his eyes and his head hit the back of the chair hard.
However, there was no time to breathe, and the phone rang again.
"Ah!"
When Mangold saw the caller ID, Edgar actually dialed back again. As if he saw a sinister ring at midnight, he subconsciously threw the phone away.
Kitcher doubted his eyes, "God, what are you doing? Edgar is getting suspicious!"
Mangold also held his breath, "Then what should we do? ?"
Kitcher, "We have to find a solution first."
Mangold, "How about... we tell the truth directly, maybe he can find a solution? After all, Anson has the strength to challenge them."
Kitcher, "If we tell Edgar now, This is tantamount to taking sides. We shouldn’t take sides, we should sort out our thoughts first.”
Kitcher sighed in his chest——
To this day, he still doesn’t. Determine whether it is good or bad to seek cooperation with Mangold.
A few years ago, Mangold had been interested in this project and had been hanging around Kitcher and Johnny Cash, pleading hard to join the project; but Kitcher was never satisfied with Mangold. Gold, if he hadn't been desperate, he wouldn't have had no choice but to find Mangold to cooperate.
Looking at the busy Mangold in front of him, Kitcher regretted it again.
But now is not the time to lose your temper, "Answer the phone first and hold Edgar steady. We can't expose the truth." Kitcher firmly grasped the reins of reason.
Confusion. panic.
Both of them can't sort out their thoughts now, and there are bound to be some mistakes. Maybe Kitcher is right, at least they should sort out their thoughts first.
Breaking deeply, taking another deep breath, Mangold finally calmed down. Reconnect the phone, "Hey, Edgar."
"The call was disconnected just now." Edgar was slightly confused.
Mangold, "Yes, we are in the tunnel, this signal is really bad."
Kitcher gave a thumbs up to Mangold, what an excuse!
Sure enough, Edgar had no doubts, "Are you driving? Sorry, let's end it as soon as possible. I don't want the traffic police to stop your vehicle and issue a ticket."
Mangold, " Haha. Haha." He laughed dryly, "Let's make an appointment, sit down and talk, and I'll call your assistant?"
Edgar, "Of course. I have plenty of time today and tomorrow. Let's see in detail." Mangold was a little panicked: Today or tomorrow? So fast?
"Oh, it won't work in these two days. We, uh, we need to adjust the script. You know, we always hope to be perfect. How about I confirm the progress with James and then call you?" Man Gaode squeezed out a reason like squeezing out toothpaste.
Edgar said very simply, "Okay, no problem. You follow your own pace. Anson is very much looking forward to seeing the script continue to improve. You can make an appointment with my assistant when you go back. Okay.”
After a few simple greetings, the call was finally hung up.
Mangold let out a long breath, already sweating after only two minutes of talking on the phone. He turned to look at Kitcher and laughed heartlessly.
Kitcher rolled his eyes speechlessly, but he still high-fived Mangold in celebration, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
Finally, I finally escaped.
On the other end of the phone, Edgar hung up the phone, but he still didn't put down the receiver of the landline phone in his hand. He sat there, his brain running at high speed -
Something was wrong.
To be honest, Edgar still has many doubts about the "Walking with Songs" project; but he also admitted that Anson's judgment was correct. Taken together, this may be an opportunity to break the deadlock.
So, Edgar temporarily suppressed his concerns and worries and cooperated with Anson wholeheartedly.
As an agent, Edgar knows one thing, a cruel truth:
Is the movie important? Indeed, 100%; but at the same time, movies are not that important, because awards season is ultimately a public relations game. Even if the quality of the works is not that good, it can still turn things around through public relations strategies. After all, award ceremonies are not competitive sports.
Otherwise, how could "Shakespeare in Love" beat "Saving Private Ryan"?
In Edgar's view, Anson is responsible for concentrating on acting, and he is responsible for fueling the fire and making the overall layout. The prospect of "Walking with Songs" does have many possibilities.
However, this phone call just now?
Mangold and Kitcher have been eagerly hoping that Anson can join the crew. Now that Anson has finally nodded, they are not in a hurry to continue negotiations?
The excuse is the script? This script has been circulating in Hollywood for ten years. Kitcher has always refused to revise it, otherwise he would not have encountered so many rejections. Now he is actually willing to revise it? Without Anson's input?
Also, if it is a tunnel, the signal is intermittent and cannot be heard clearly, let alone the sound of the roaring engines and surging airflow around it?
If it was a big deal, it wasn't; but these trivial details hid some abnormalities, which made Edgar's mind work rapidly.
But, what else might happen here?
Taking a step back, assuming that Kitcher and Mangold are not satisfied with Anson and they find another suitable actor, they can refuse it directly; anyway, the two parties have not formally sat down to discuss the cooperation agreement and the project It is perfectly normal for changes to occur during the advancement process.
So, why are you so secretive?
Could it be that... there are some unprepared variables?
His thoughts were running at high speed, but Edgar still didn't have a clear direction.
Tunnel?
Is there a tunnel near Los Angeles?
Edgar had an idea in his mind, and he thought it might not be a coincidence.
There happens to be a tunnel on the way to Sony Columbia's office building in Los Angeles; coupled with Sony Columbia's recent high-level struggles and the recent ups and downs, the clues naturally come together. A crazy possibility emerges.
Whether it's true or false, you'll know by trying it out.
Without hesitation, Edgar picked up the phone receiver again and quickly dialed a set of phone numbers leading to Sony Columbia's office building.
"Hey David, how are you, are you still busy today?"
(End of Chapter)