In Century City, warm applause rang out in the lobby of WMA. Aniston smiled and waved as she walked all the way to the independent office area.
Steve, who was accompanying her, pointed to the luxurious office in front: "Jen, this way."
Aniston looked over to the townhouse offices where she came from. Martin was standing at the door of one of them.
She smiled over there, saw Martin nodding in response, and entered Steve's office.
Martin pushed open the frosted glass door, pulled out a chair and sat across from Thomas.
Thomas asked: "How have you been resting recently?"
Martin said: "When I came back, I was preparing for the next awards season. I finally made preliminary plans and prepared to go on vacation with Blake. You called me again and said that the filming of the Coca-Cola commercial was finalized."
Thomas smiled and said, "It's not too late to go after the commercial is finished." He turned to the topic: "The crew for the commercial has been decided. Coca-Cola has invested a lot of resources in this commercial, and they have invited Oscar Best Director winner Sam Mende. Si as a director.”
The name was very familiar. Martin recalled it briefly and then thought of Kate's current husband.
Sure enough, big brands hire big-name directors to shoot commercials.
Martin had a vague impression that 10 years later, it seemed that David Fincher had filmed a cyberpunk version of a Coca-Cola commercial.
The specific content has long been forgotten.
If it weren't for David Fincher, this ad might have been forgotten.
Thomas directly handed a fax to Martin: "The commercial shooting will be in Park Town, southern California. The crew has planned the schedule. This is the list of the main members of the crew."
Martin glanced through it quickly, and besides Sam Mendes, he also saw a familiar name.
Elizabeth Olsen!
The same name, or the Omei he knew?
Martin took out his mobile phone, found Elizabeth's mobile phone number, and sent a text message.
Elizabeth called directly: "Yes, it's me! I'm going to star in your commercial."
Martin said: "Okay, I look forward to cooperating with you."
Elizabeth had to go to class, so she quickly hung up the phone.
"Are you learning from Leonardo?" Thomas rarely gossiped: "Who is Elizabeth?"
Martin said casually: "Don't get it wrong, she is just a girl I saved at Burbank Middle School."
Thomas remembered: "That sister of the Olsen sisters?" He exclaimed: "Hero saves the beauty!"
Martin put down the fax document: "You should communicate with the advertising crew about the specific itinerary. I'll leave first."
After going out, he came to the front hall of WMA. After waiting for a while, Aniston came down from upstairs.
The two chatted for a while, both had things to do, and left.
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At the Angel Shooting Club, Chad Starsky finished two magazines and returned to the club entertainment area.
Marcus, his friend he met here, remained seated on the sofa.
Chad brought two cans of Coke over and placed one in front of Marcus.
Marcus picked it up and saw Martin Davis' pattern printed on the Coke can, and said, "Coke God?"
Chad asked, "Are you joining in?"
Marcus opened it, took a sip, and said, "Many soldiers in Afghanistan have joined the Coca-Cola Cult as a diversion and fun from work. It is a poor place and very boring."
Chad couldn't help but laugh: "I am also a member of the Coca-Cola Cult. When we were drinking together, Martin said he wanted me to be a zonal bishop."
Marcus drank half the can in one breath and said: "I watched the video of Burbank Middle School. He is a very amazing star. Only those who have actually been on the battlefield know that in that situation, people can stay calm and think of ways. And how much courage it takes to have the courage to stand up to a gun-toting thug.”
Chad thought for a while and said: "Martin is an optimistic, funny person who always finds a way. Although he likes to make trouble, he is very loyal to his friends, so I have been cooperating with him."
Marcus asked, "Can I join your action coaching team?"
"Yes." Chad added the prerequisite: "You must complete the psychological treatment."
After hearing this, Marcus said: "Actually, I'm not traumatized, but guilty."
Seeing that he wanted to talk, Chad asked cooperatively: "What happened? Forget it involves confidentiality."
"There is no confidentiality involved." Marcus shook his head first, and then said vaguely: "When a team of mine was performing reconnaissance and infiltration missions, they encountered three Afghan shepherds. At that time, the shepherds might have leaked the information. Our whereabouts, but they are civilians..."
Chad nodded slightly.
Marcus put his hands in his hair and continued: "The four of us had differences at the time. Someone suggested killing the shepherd. Another person and I disagreed because we didn't want to go to military prison. In the end, the four of us voted and let the shepherd go. people."
He sighed: "A few hours later, more than 100 armed men surrounded us. Except for me, the other three were all killed. I was also seriously injured and fell behind a cliff. I was taken in by local villagers. The armed men When I came here, I thought the villagers would hand me over, but they protected me, bandaged my wounds, and fed me goat milk. I survived until I was rescued..."
Chad immediately thought of the news he had glimpsed last year: "Are you the seal that the terrorists publicly claimed to have captured?"
"Yeah, that's me," Marcus admitted, then corrected: "They never caught me."
"It's over, man." Chad was not reassuring, that was all he could say.
Marcus sighed again: "If I had made another choice at that time, it might have been a completely different result."
Chad is a qualified filmmaker, and suddenly he feels that this story is very dramatic and conflicting, and seems to be suitable for adapting into a movie?
He himself did not have such ability, let alone the strength to promote the project, so he decided to go back and talk to Martin.
From working together in the past two years, Chad feels that Martin's strength is constantly getting stronger. The most important thing is that he can attract funds to turn the plan that remains on paper into a real film project.
Chad quickly weighed it up and said: "Just these few days, I will find a chance to introduce Martin to you when the day is suitable. You have met him once."
Marcus still remembers that the last time he met Martin was at the Angel Shooting Club.
Club owner Kane came over at this time and said, "You guys had a great time chatting."
Marcus laughed: "Chad always shares interesting things about the film industry with me, which is very interesting."
"Be more open-minded and understand Marcus." Kane learned about what happened to this little brother and said: "The past is the past. People always have to look forward and cannot live in the past."
Chad nodded and said: "I will invite Martin over another day, and we will compete again."
Kane responded: "No problem. I lost to Martin in the community shooting competition last year. I have always wanted to get it back!"
He patted the back of Marcus' chair and asked, "Can your dog be taken away?"
Marcus stood up and said, "I've found a new house. I came here just to take the dog back."
Chad asked, "Where is home?"
“It’s very spacious for one person to rent a single-family home in a fringe neighborhood in south Santa Monica,” Marcus said.
Chad remembered something: "I heard that the security on the south side is not very good, so be careful when you go out."
Marcus just laughed.
Chad patted his head: "Look at me."
Later, Kane took Marcus to pick up the dogs. The two labradors were very energetic, named Daisy and John.
Marcus knelt down and hugged his two pet dogs, as if he were holding children and relatives.
After a while, he led the two dogs and left the club.
After getting in the car, Marcus bumped into the dogs, waved to Chad, and drove away.
"In Los Angeles, Daisy and John are Marcus's family," Kane said.
"I also have a dog, a German Shepherd." When Chad was filming "Wanted," he adopted a stray puppy on the set. He pointed to the side of the car and said, "I'm leaving. Let's talk another day."
After getting in the car, Chad immediately called Martin: "Remember Marcus? He experienced a special battle in Afghanistan. There were reports in the media last year about the local Afghan armed forces claiming to have kidnapped a seal. Well, Marcus is the seal, I suggest you meet Marcus in person to see if there is any value in adapting it."
Martin responded: "No problem, you can make an appointment at a suitable time."
Chad asked: "Are you free tomorrow morning? Okay, let's make an appointment at the Angel Club?"
Martin, who wasn't going to Parktown until the next week to film the commercial, said immediately, "Okay."
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Burbank, a business club near the Sacred Valley.
Some female producers and directors in Hollywood occasionally gather here.
On the one hand, women help women for mutual benefit; on the other hand, they enjoy various benefits of powerful women.
Mene followed Scorsese's regular casting director Allen into the club's entertainment hall.
There were more than a dozen women gathered here, as well as five or six men.
The youngest one seems to be forty years old.
Mene saw the target person Emma Thomas at a glance.
It's not that this female producer is so beautiful, but that among a group of women in their 40s, even 50s and 60s, she is relatively young.
Mene's licking last night made Allen happy, and the latter let him move freely.
After turning around for a while, Mene seemed to have just seen Emma Thomas, and went over to say hello: "Hi, Emma, I looked just like you when I walked in, and it turned out to be you."
The two chatted at Warner Bros.'s annual party. Emma Thomas was impressed by Mene, smiled and nodded, surprised: "Why are you here."
Mene pointed at Allen: "Director Lewis brought me here."
Emma Thomas heard Allen mention Mene last year, so she was curious. She waved to the waiter to bring two glasses of wine, and handed one to Mene: "Drink a drink with me and chat for a while?"
Mene sat opposite Emma, and soon the conversation was lively.
When the party ended, although the two did not leave together, they exchanged each other's personal contact information.
(End of chapter)
