"Hey, Chris, you finally showed up." Brian looked up and saw the little guy. He immediately stood up and laughed and hugged her, "It's been a long time, you've become much prettier."
"It seems that according to the procedure of surprise, it should be me running over and throwing on you, my dear godfather." Angela said with a smile.
"Well, since I stole your show, what do you want me to do to compensate?" Brian put her on the ground and pinched her cheek as usual.
"I can't think of it for now, can it be accumulated to the next time?" The little girl blinked.
"Of course—no." Brian laughed and sat back on the sofa, but while sitting on the single sofa, Jared said calmly, "It doesn't matter, Chris, dear, I will help you remember down."
"Hey, it really is a father-daughter connection," Brian spread his hands. "It's fortunate that Mary is not here, otherwise..."
Before the words were spoken, Elena's voice had come over: "Why, do you need me for anything?"
"No, no, it's alright, it's alright already." Brian hurriedly raised his hand and shouted, he had hit a lot of the Mason family's three Musketeers combined force before, but he didn't dare to try it again.
At this time, Jennifer came over: "Jeddy, Mr. Sparrow is here, just outside."
"Sparrow?" Jared was stunned, looked at Angela, and the little girl shrugged: "I asked him to come, and someone from Warners will come over to talk about the script in a while."
"You wrote the script again?" Brian asked with interest.
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"If you can, show me how, maybe I can give you a good opinion." Brian said with a smile.
"Unfortunately, my dear godfather, the script is in the hands of Warner. If you want to watch it, you can watch it when they come, but it's only a half-finished product. Are you sure you want to watch it?" Angela wondered why he Some can't wait, but Jared knows it.
"He came here with a certain purpose. As for the purpose, you can think about it." Dad said with his hands spread.
"Hey, I said Jedi, you can't slander me in front of the kids!" Brian hurriedly raised his hand.
"I remember someone on the phone saying they'd be coming to LA soon, and that should have been more than two months ago, um, more than two months, not that long, isn't it, Bly?" Jared shrugged.
"I think it's a misunderstanding, Jedi, you know we are busy sometimes. It's not that you can leave when you leave. At most, you can say that I'm not trustworthy, but you can't slander me and say that I have other goals."
"Really, Mr. Benjamin, didn't you go to Long Island when you left the Big Apple? Didn't listen to my father preach? Didn't he ask anything?"
"Damn, why can't I go to Long Island, why can't I go see old Mr. Crest, does that have anything to do with my purpose?"
Listening to her father and godfather arguing like children, Angela couldn't help shrugging and ignoring them. Anyway, this wasn't the first time. She really didn't understand how her father and grandfather could not get along. The news that came, it seems that my father was very rebellious when he was young. After falling out with his grandfather, he finally ran away from home to start a business. It seems that he was reluctant to get back together because of something, but when we met a lot, they were always cynical and sarcastic. She was very curious about her father's gossip, but everyone kept silent about her, and the only news she got was when she was a baby.
At this time, Jennifer came over again and said to Elena and the little girl, "The people from Warner Company are also here, and they are talking to Sparrow at the door."
Angela then understood why Sparrow hadn't come in for a long time, and she met by chance, Elena nodded, indicating that they can come in, and then stood up: "Okay, the guests are here, what's the problem? Let’s settle it at night, even if you want to fight like a duel, I’m not against it.”
Jared and Brian shrugged their shoulders and stopped their conversation for a while. Soon, Sparrow walked in with two people, one tall and thin, with two circles on the bridge of their noses. Glasses, the other is a little fat, the hair on the forehead is a little sparse, and they all look about forty years old.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Mason." The tall, lanky man shook hands with Jared, "I'm Paul Tuckers, Warner's Deputy Production Manager, and this is Bill Carter, our editorial leader. "Bill immediately shook hands with Jared, very respectful, obviously they had done research before they came and knew the little girl's family background.
"Welcome, but since this is about you and my daughter, we won't disturb you for the time being." Jared smiled, then said to Elena; "Dear, let's go to the garden."
Elena naturally followed her husband, but Brian sat beside the little girl, looking to watch the fun. Jared shrugged, ignored him, and went out with his wife.
Although Paul and Bill didn't know who Brian was, it seemed that Angela had no intention of introducing them, so they had to ignore it.
The two sides sat down with the host and the host. Jennifer brought coffee and tea, and after asking the guests to add it to them, the conversation officially began.
"Miss Mason, we received your script. To be honest, we like it very much, so we want to buy it." Paul said straight to the point, and at the same time took out a prepared contract from his briefcase and handed it over.
As an agent, Sparrow took it first, of course. He opened it and browsed it and found no problems, so he handed it to the little girl. However, Angela did not open it after taking it. She put the contract on the coffee table. on the sofa, he lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. After tapping his fingers on the armrest of the sofa a few times, he raised his head and asked, "Mr. Paul, have you read the entire script?"
"Yes," Paul nodded, "I think there is a shadow of Hitchcock's "Rear Window" in it, and also a little bit like Stephen King's "The Shining", of course, these are all well blended Together, this should strictly be the script for a psychological thriller worthy of action, not a horror movie decorated with flesh and blood."
Angela just nodded lightly, and then said: "However, there are still several problems with this script, and the handling of the final link is too blunt, and although a lot of misleading was done before the truth was revealed, in the end it didn't. If you don't deal with these, it will easily make the whole movie lose its color, does Mr. Carter have any opinion as the head of the editing team?"
"You can rest assured at this point, we will have a professional team to supplement the details." Bill replied immediately.
"Including the later novels?" Angela asked suddenly.
"Yes, we will ask more professional people to do the adaptation, such as Mr. Robert Liss." Bill answered in one go, Paul wanted to stop it was too late, so he had to cough awkwardly.
Angela shrugged and didn't speak anymore. From Paul's first sentence, she knew that these guys didn't believe that she wrote the script. After all, "Hide and Seek"'s description and manipulation of the psychological atmosphere is very good at least in the first half. Yes, and the structure of the entire script was also very novel in 1991. To be honest, Angela herself did not think that a little girl who lacked life experience could write such a script, so she would have been unintentional because of the script. trouble.
She can basically guess what Paul is thinking now. Even if she is indeed the screenwriter of "Born to Be", in their view, it is only because of her family background that Nancy's signature is under her. As for "Hide and Seek", God knows if someone else wrote it, and then let her transcribe it and send it to Warner, otherwise why would she not even write the address and name.
"What Bill said is that Miss Mason is still in school, and we can handle the refinement of the script. Of course, Miss Mason is still one of the screenwriters." Paul said at this time, although he also knew that some Disney executives had an opinion on the little girl praised, but he stubbornly believed that it was still Angela's family background at work.
"Unfortunately, Mr. Tux, I want to take back this script now. To be honest, this is an unfinished script. If you really want to buy it, can you wait until I finish writing it?" Angela asked. She said calmly, no matter what, her soul is still a Chinese, and she is not used to rejecting others outright.
Paul frowned and wanted to say something, but at this time the lively Brian who had been sitting with his legs crossed and watching suddenly said, "Angie, how about handing this script to me?"
"Give it to you?" Angela looked at him in surprise, "But, godfather, what's the use of you taking it?"
"Vincent had a little problem with Avind Culture Communication and I asked him to resign, but he wanted me to give him another quarter as he was looking to buy a mid-sized film company if Mr Tuckers dropped this As for the script, I think I can give Vincent this chance." Brian shrugged, but his face was full of laughter.
Paul's brows seemed to wrinkle a little deeper, but he recovered and said in a calm tone, "Of course we don't want to give up this script - so, Miss Mason, when can you finish it?"
"I still have to go to school, and I think it may not be until the end of November at the earliest." Angela smiled.
Paul smiled bitterly: "So can we have the right of first refusal?"
The little girl looked at the godfather beside her, stopped embarrassing him, and shrugged: "Of course there is no problem."