Just now, Eric simply glanced at the outline of the story and left the script behind. After hearing Charlie Walker say that Warner had quoted a salary of 1 million US dollars, Eric read the script again in detail.
"Mr. Walker, I didn't see any bright spots from this movie. To be honest, this story is a bit scattered, and the theme is a bit off. The description of family love is very pale, but a lot of pen and ink is used to render the heroine in order to raise a sum of money. And had to cooperate with criminals, although the description of the heroine's psychological transformation is barely good, but these words dilute the theme of the story instead."
Charlie Walker listened carefully to Eric's evaluation of the script. There are not many such opportunities. I believe that any producer of the seven major film companies is willing to pay a lot of money to listen to Eric's guidance on the script.
After Eric finished speaking, Charlie Walker nodded and said: "Mr. Williams, what you said is very reasonable, but the filming of this movie has not started yet. I believe Warner will be very willing to cooperate with the modification as long as you make a phone call. Script."
Eric smiled at Charlie Walker: "That's for sure, but I'm not obliged to instruct Warner to modify the script. It's getting late, Mr. Walker, I think you should go back."
"Mr. Williams, why don't you ▲◾, listen to Miss Pakula's opinion. After all, this is a salary of 1 million US dollars. How many actresses in Hollywood can get such a salary?"
"My opinion is Joan's opinion, Mr. Walker," Erik stood up and made a gesture of seeing off.
Charlie Walker put away the script and stood up helplessly. Still couldn't help but said: "Mr. Williams, if you like Miss Pakula, you should think more about her. She is an actress, she should go to make a movie, not here to help you... wash clothes."
Eric raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Walker, if you feel dissatisfied with this, I can call ICM immediately and ask Mr. Marvin Joseph to find someone to replace your job."
When Charlie Walker heard this, he suddenly realized that he was a little impulsive. Eric's current status was not something that a small agent like him could challenge.
"Sorry. I lost my composure, Mr. Williams, then, I'll go back first."
"It's okay," Eric waved his hand: "Mr. Walker, Joan will become a first-line star sooner or later, but it requires patience."
"I think, yes," said Charlie Walker after saying goodbye. He picked up his briefcase and left Eric's room.
Charlie Walker had just walked to the elevator door when he saw Joanna Pakula walking out of the elevator with some washed clothes.
"It's you. Mr. Walker, are you leaving?" Joanna greeted Charlie Walker when she saw Charlie Walker.
Charlie Walker looked at the glamorous girl, his mind was moved, and he wanted to instigate a few words, but remembering what Eric said just now, the manager quickly gave up this idea. If he succeeds in instigating, then Eric will definitely ask him to settle the score. It is not certain who Joanna's agent will be by then, let alone the salary.
"Yes, Miss Pakula, the matter is over," Charlie Walker nodded, took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to the girl: "By the way, this is my business card, with all my various information on it." Contact information, if you need help with anything, you can contact me at any time."
Joanna Pakula took the business card and put it in her pocket, and pointed to Eric's room: "Then I'll go back first."
"Then, goodbye," another elevator door opened, and Charlie Walker hurried in, waving at Joanna.
When the girl returned to the room, she saw Eric sitting on the sofa with a sketchpad on his lap, and he was quickly drawing on it with a pencil in his hand.
Looking up and seeing Joanna walk in, Eric said, "Actually, just leave these things to the hotel staff."
"Didn't you say you didn't like the smell of the laundry detergent they used?" The girl walked to Eric and sat down on the sofa, and brought a shirt in her arms to Eric: "Smell, it smells of lemon. "
Eric lowered his head and sniffed the clothes, then shifted his target directly to the girl's neck: "Well, it smells good."
Joanna shrank her neck, trying to push the man away reproachfully, but Eric threw away the sketchpad on his lap, hugged the girl and fell on the sofa.
"Eric, don't be here. I didn't seem to lock the door just now. It was embarrassing to be seen by Drew a few days ago."
Eric didn't go too far, he just hugged Joanna and kissed the girl's face, and said, "I just pushed all the scripts that were sent to your agent during this period, including a 100 $10,000 pay."
Joanna's expression froze, her eyes flickered a few times, but she quickly relaxed. If it wasn’t for Eric’s relationship, let alone a salary of 1 million dollars, no one would invite her even if it was 100,000 dollars. Although she missed 1 million dollars, she was inevitably disappointed, but Joanna quickly corrected it. In her position, she understands that Eric is her biggest support.
"Eric, I'll follow your arrangement," the girl said quickly without hesitating for too long.
Eric couldn't help but kissed the girl's beautiful eyes, felt the trembling of the slender eyelashes, and said, "That's a million dollars, are you really not angry?"
Feeling the man's lips leave her eyes, Joanna opened her eyes, looked at Eric's slightly joking expression, with a rare grievance and coquettish tone in her tone, and honestly lowered her face: "Angry, that's One million, I feel a little blocked."
"Wow, this is too serious, let me take a look at it for you." Eric said with a smile, and kept his big hand in through the hem of the girl's long-sleeved T-shirt, all the way up along the smooth skin, and opened the bust , pressing on the soft one on the left: "Would it be better if you rub it?"
Feeling the movement of the hand on her chest, the girl quickly became alluring, but she still said: "It's not good, it's still hard."
Eric got up and picked the girl up and walked to the bedroom: "It seems that some more drastic measures are needed to cure it. I have a lot of experience in this regard."
"You little bastard," the girl slapped Eric on the chest coquettishly, but she didn't resist, allowing Eric to carry her into the bedroom.
Not long after, an ambiguous voice came from the bedroom. (To be continued..)