Ovitz relies on signing screenwriters and then bringing in directors and stars. The agent industry relies on some core industry knowledge and close relationships with stars and producers.

This article publicized Ovitz's domineering side to everyone in the United States, so that both the stars and the producers knew that everyone also resented this Hollywood bullying king. In this way, both William Morris and ICM

A large brokerage company will soon use this report to poach people.

"Did you read that report? Come to us, we will tailor-make a script for you, instead of packaging you into an inappropriate script for them to make money. You have no idea that after the French Open, Deb

Has La Winge not been asked to make movies anymore?"

"If you want to be famous in Hollywood, you should leave CAA. Unless you are one of the stars who joined CAA very early, CAA will not care about your life or death. What they focus on is only the 5% packaging tax.

Although we don’t have the ability to bully the CEOs of major studios like him, we will consider your long-term interests..."

"Michael, it's time for you to reconsider..." Ron Meyer, wearing light-colored Hawaiian-style clothing today, said softly in Ovitz's ear.

"What do you want to do?" Ovitz's eyes shone sharply. This was what he said when he drove away the other co-founders of CAA. He used to think that those people could not go to court endlessly every week.

They work from 9 to 9, and only take half a day off every week to go to synagogue. Or maybe they are unwilling to use every possible means like Ovitz to bully clients or studios to achieve their goals.

He used these two reasons to declare that these companions who betrayed William Morris together were not suitable for CAA's corporate culture, forced them to leave, and took their shares.

"Don't forget you were in Las Vegas and all those slutty parties Ally McGraw threw for you!"

Ovitz showed a fierce look on his face. As the last founding partner of CAA, he could tolerate him still being in the company. In addition to Meyer being more obedient, it was impossible for him not to control the huge gambling debts he owed in Las Vegas.

handle.

"What I mean is, it's time to reconcile with your enemies, Michael. No matter how uncomfortable the consequences are, don't forget your desire to dance on the table in order to complete the project." Meyer helped.

He adjusted his glasses and seemed not to care about Ovitz's threat to him.

"Do you know who concocted this article?" Ovitz was horrified.

"Isn't this obvious? Look at the names of the three people in this paragraph. Spielberg is not a client of CAA. George Lucas doesn't need our CAA to help his star clients participate in movies." Meyer pointed his finger at Luo

Nader's name was knocked heavily several times.

"Him? Impossible. He is just thirty years old this year. Where did he get this kind of method? Where did he get this kind of power to influence the three serious media. Have you called Disney's Eisner and Universal?

Fox and others? I think they are supporting Ronald behind the scenes and causing trouble for me."

"Are you sure you want me to call them now? The most important thing now is to eliminate the impact, not to find out who is behind the opponent." Meyer pointed out the window.

Ovitz opened the blinds and followed Meyer's gesture. Dozens of "Young Turks" began to call their customers, pleading, threatening, scaring, or kneeling down to ask them to

Customers should not be affected by the comments generated by this article.

But in the eyes of these young people, there is no longer the enthusiasm and confidence that they used to have. Instead, there is a bit more fatigue, regret, and resentment... Resentment is the most terrifying thing. Ovitz saw a few eyes directed at him and quickly turned his eyes.

The shutters are closed again.

If we delay for another hour now, the solid foundation of the CAA will begin to crumble. At this time, some drastic measures must be taken to stabilize the situation first.

Ovitz regained his composure and asked Meyer to contact a reporter from the New York Times to write a response article as soon as possible.

Then the two quickly discussed some bottom lines for concessions, which studios should offer better conditions, and which ones could be left alone. Which stars should be attracted with better conditions, and which ones should be kicked away...

In the end, Ovitz asked Meyer to go out first, and he had to swallow the worst bitter pill by himself, surrendering to a young man like Ronald.

"Hey, Niceta, is there any misunderstanding between Ronald and me this time? Why would he concoct this article to attack his agency? Well, is it him? He was involved, right?"

Ovitz still didn't believe it, but Niceta's quick answer shattered his illusion.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "He's waiting for your call, Michael. If you don't hurry up, he's about to get on the plane."

"I'll fight right away..."

"Beep...beep..."

The phone was connected, "I'm Ronald." The confident and young voice on the other side of the phone came over.

"Ronald, I'm Ovitz, what do you want?" Ovitz couldn't help but feel a sense of discomfort and humiliation, a feeling that he had experienced less and less ten years ago.

"Who is asking for mercy from whom now, Mr. Ovitz? If you want me to stop, you need to carefully consider your offer..." Ronald answered the phone on the business jet with a smile on his face, Ovitz.

It is not the best choice for Wiz to keep distance from the media. A better choice is to influence the content of their reports. Of course, this is still a big company like Rupert who owns a mixed media platform of newspapers, TV stations, and film studios.

Guys are the ones who play the best.

"And your attitude, Ovitz. I'm going to fly to Los Angeles. I'm sure you will have a better offer after I land."

Ronald smiled and hung up the phone and stopped answering. Now it was Ovitz who needed to stop the second round of attacks. It was best to let him set the price himself. If he opened his mouth, who knew what he would do?

What are you willing to give in exchange?

"Ronnie!"

The business jet landed at Burbank Airport. As soon as Ronald got off the plane, Diane rushed forward and leaned into her arms. She held Ronald tightly with both hands and refused to let go.

"What's wrong, Diane?" Ronald felt as if Diane's love for him had deepened.

"I already know that Ovitz and that SJP bitch said bad things about me, please help me get revenge. I'm so happy..." Diane rubbed her head in Ronald's arms, "If it weren't for Ovitz,
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