The pickup truck turned into the parking lot, and Martin looked at the small building not far away. There were many paparazzi gathered at the door of the building.
These guys have a very keen sense of smell.
Los Angeles has more actors per capita than news sources per capita.
Bruce made a phone call and said: "Mene's agent Munir and lawyer are already inside."
Martin opened the door and got out of the car, and walked towards the office building with Bruce, ignoring the paparazzi reporters and entering the office building.
After explaining their purpose, a clerical staff member immediately took them into an office.
Munir and the lawyer are waiting here.
Martin asked: "Is he okay?"
Munir said: "He is a very nice person and he can leave after paying the bail."
Martin asked directly: "How much is left?"
"I chipped in part of it, and part of Mene's salary is still there." Munir said quickly: "There is still a shortfall of US$5,000."
Martin wrote a check for $5,000 and gave it to Munir, and Munir and his lawyer went to handle the bail procedures.
After a while, the two brought Mene out.
When Mene saw Martin, he lowered his head: "Boss..."
"It's okay." Martin walked out first: "Get out of here first."
He reminded again: "There are paparazzi and reporters outside."
Mene slowed down slightly: "Boss, you and Lao Bu go first, I will go out later."
"Meet at the fitness center in North Hollywood." Martin and Bruce left first.
When the two got into the car, Mene happened to come out of the building. The paparazzi reporters were excited and wanted to put the microphone into Mene's mouth.
Bruce smiled heartlessly: "He grabbed the headlines again."
Martin shook his head: "It's okay not to have this kind of headline."
Arriving at the fitness club, Bruce opened a separate lounge. After waiting for a while, Mene and Munir walked in together.
Martin asked for some wine and snacks: "Sit wherever you want."
Mene cried with a sad face: "Victoria has no professional ethics. When I've had enough fun, I don't tell you, and you still want to arrest me for doing business!"
Martin said: "Fishing."
Bruce knew a lot: "The FBI often does this, using fake news to lure traffickers or perverts on the Internet..."
Munir interjected: "The lawyer, the bail broker, said that Mene was too happy about Paris and had been targeted by the LAPD for a long time."
Martin asked Mene: "I remember you said you didn't take any money from her."
Mene was helpless: "This time she secretly stuffed $100 into my pocket, and I didn't even notice! For $100, I'm worth $100!"
Bruce asked: "They didn't ask anything else? Like what club you are in?"
"No." Mene said: "I was warned not to talk nonsense. My nuclear weapons may kill me for no reason if they are inside. I didn't say a word."
Bruce said: "Fortunately, you are not stupid. Don't be fooled by external propaganda. They don't follow the rules."
Martin asked Munir: "What did the lawyer say?"
Munir asked carefully and said: "The end should be a high fine, probation, and community service."
Martin reminded Mene: "It's best not to go to that club of yours. It's a bit more stable recently and don't get caught and hurt your feet again."
Mene lowered his head and said: "Boss, I will listen to you." He vowed: "I will return the money to you as soon as possible."
Martin waved his hand: "If there are audition opportunities, you can audition normally. If there are no audition opportunities, you can assist the crew with pre-planning work."
Munir was just a small agent. He kicked Mene and said, "I will keep an eye on him. If he dares to do anything wrong again, I will sell him to Mexico!"
Mene was first tired of being played with, and then was caught on assignment. His usual escape was gone now: "I will report to the studio tomorrow."
Munir left first.
Mene walked out of the back door of the fitness center alone, looked back, and said to himself: "I thought the boss would abandon me and leave me alone."
Not to mention helping the boss register a studio, even if he faced 20 people over the age of 50, he would rush forward for the boss Martin.
No matter how much, you have to think about it, after all, your life is at stake.
In the lounge, Martin couldn't help but said: "The LAPD also has such a good time."
Bruce shrugged: "Public funds are spent to entertain the body and mind. You don't think that the LAPD is a law-abiding and professional person, do you?"
Martin laughed: "How could it be?"
Because the time was short, he still remembered reading a piece of news before he choked to death. The Los Angeles official disclosed or leaked all the information on the LAPD's undercover list.
This is such a terrible thing. Those LAPDs in special positions will probably doubt their lives.
Bruce added: "A friend of mine in the military said that the largest gang organization in Los Angeles is the LAPD."
The next day, with the cooperation of professional organizations, Mene registered and established a separately accounted "Wanted" studio. The studio rented a small studio at Warner Studios.
Martin has invested US$700,000 in the project to buy out the comic book rights, screenwriter Michael Bradt's screenwriting fee, and other various expenses and reserves, which will all be accounted for in the film's production cost.
Including various labor and management expenses incurred during the period, the investment must be at least US$2 million.
This is definitely a conscientious price in Hollywood.
Six major companies such as Warner Bros. operate a platter project and produce a film with US$50 million. If they don't incur US$5 million in management expenses, they would be embarrassed to say hello to the other five companies in Hollywood.
Martin is very clear that he now needs to climb up and build a word-of-mouth brand, and he cannot go too far.
To put it bluntly, deception also requires a brand name and strength.
After the news of recruiting directors and action directors was released, the studio quickly received more than 20 resumes.
Martin has never heard of most of the names, and he has no successful works in the past.
He did not dare to take too many risks and use directors with no successful experience.
In this regard, Martin can only discuss with Louise.
Louise wore black-rimmed glasses, carefully looked through the director's resume that Martin brought, and said directly: "There may be directors who are talented, capable, and have dreams, but they have not proven themselves, so their talents are worthless. , if the investment is only one million, we can take the risk, but at the level of tens of millions of dollars, these people all pass.”
Martin has experienced the torture of dreaming into reality in his previous life, so he agrees with Louise's statement: "I would rather spend more money to hire a director with successful experience than take the risk of hiring a talented newcomer."
He asked, "What about John Wu? He's very good at shoot-'em-up action movies."
"John Wu from Hong Kong City?" Louise thought about it carefully and shook her head slowly: "His personal style is too strong, especially in the gun battle genre. Do you think he will make a cool movie with new ideas? A shootout action movie, or another John Wu style movie?"
Martin has seen too many John Woo-style shootout action movies.
At this moment, flying white doves, solemn churches, dancing-like romantic movements and gun battles seemed to flash before my eyes.
"The latter is more likely," Martin said.
Louise reminded: "He is a mature director who has been famous for many years. His style has long been established. It is difficult to change, and it is difficult to predict if he is forced to change."
Martin nodded: "I understand."
Nikki knocked on the door and came in, saying, "Thomas Lane is here."
"Thank you." Martin stood up and left Louise's office and went to Davis's studio downstairs.
Thomas was waiting in the inner room of the office. When he saw Martin, he said, "Nothing important. I just sent Oscar Isaac to the studio for an audition. I was passing by here and just came over to take a look."
Martin sat on the sofa and said, "I remember he is another client of yours?"
Thomas specifically said: "Latinos have a completely different play style from you."
Martin nodded and gave Thomas timely light: "A few days ago, Mike Vogel's agent Pinto came to see me."
Thomas said: "The poisonous snake thing has nothing to do with you..."
In the middle of his words, he suddenly reacted. His face was somewhat nervous. He quickly adjusted his breathing and pretended to be relaxed and asked: "About your agency contract?"
Martin said directly: "Yes, Pinto wants me to choose him as my exclusive agent after the agency contract expires. Also, he promised to fight for me to get a major A-level production from Twentieth Century Fox, a movie The leading actor in an epic film directed by A-list director Ridley Scott."
Thomas couldn't help but grab the armrest of the sofa with all his strength. A leading actor in a major A-level production, he didn't have such ability.
That was Ridley Scott, whose last epic blockbuster "Gladiator" was not only a box office hit, but also made Russell Crowe the Oscar winner.
Even though Thomas' brain was working rapidly, he didn't know what to say for a moment: "Martin, he is just trying to draw a cake for you..."
"I rejected him!" Martin said righteously: "I have never forgotten that when I first came to Los Angeles, it was you who helped me gain a foothold and let me settle down in Los Angeles."
Inexplicably, Thomas felt relieved.
Martin’s words were resounding: “Thomas Lane, we are a golden partner!”
Thomas suddenly felt as if he owed Martin a little, a leading actor in a major A-level production!
Martin at least has a chance to compete.
As for myself, I couldn't even find a chance to compete.
Thomas gritted his teeth secretly, with an unprecedented determination: "Martin, I promise you, within a year, even if I sell my ass and accompany old men and women, I will still get you an important role in a quasi-A-class production. !I swear!"
He didn't dare to say too much, because accurate A was the limit he could hope to reach.
Martin said seemingly casually: "Just do your best."
When the fire started, Martin didn't just use words, he also took actions: "If the "Wanted" project can work, if there are roles suitable for your other clients, just ask."
Thomas smiled and said, "No problem, I won't be polite to you."
Martin asked again: "Does the company have a suitable gunfight action director?"
"I've posted the message, but there's no reply yet." Thomas thought for a moment: "The company has many director clients, including the biggest names like Eastwood and Michael Bay, as well as Mel Gibson. Needless to say, Tony Si Kurt and Guillermo del Toro, as well as Brad Bird and others who are well-known, I have notified their agents."
Martin knew that this matter could not be rushed, and said: "You should pay more attention to the company." He emphasized: "Directors with the same type of successful resume."
(End of chapter)
