"You mean Michael Gray?" the senior manager asked.

"Yes, that's him. If you don't invest, we can do it ourselves." Susan Akins wanted to facilitate this matter, and Weintraub also needed to have a good relationship with Ronald. For such a blockbuster director of commercial films,

We must win over each other tightly, if nothing else, the future series of Long Wei Boy...

"Of course he is good, and now that he has just opened his own company, he can have business..." The senior manager also recognized this talent very much.

Ronald stood up and said goodbye to him, "I hope you can cooperate with me regarding the distribution of the movie."

"I will do it. This is a matter of duty."

The senior manager knew that he was in the wrong and carefully escorted the two of them out of the office. These two people were now very powerful people. He had to show his kindness to them and use the company's resources as much as possible within the scope of his power.

People' above.

No one knows the situation at MGM right now. Kerkorian may continue to sell the company so that if the new owner continues to lay off employees, he will have a place to go.

"To meet the requirements of the Oscars, we only need to meet the requirements for release in December. Generally speaking, movies that are nominated for important Oscar awards will have a wave of box office growth at the beginning of next year. At that time, we will increase

Distribution intensity. When the awards are held in April, if it can win one of the five most important awards, there will be a wave of box office growth.

For this kind of movie, we usually do it this way and don’t invest in all distribution channels at the beginning.”

The senior manager walked and talked, trying his best to attract the attention of the other party.

"Is it like this year's 'Platoon'?" Ronald mentioned the release strategy of Orion Pictures, which released "Platoon" earlier this year, which received 7 Oscar nominations and won Best Picture and Best Director.

"It's like this year's field platoon."

Several people talked while walking, and Ronald was quite satisfied with the manager's attitude. The three of them walked to the elevator. The elevator door opened with a ding...

What I saw filing out were two rows of elite-looking people wearing exquisite handmade suits and meticulously combed hair.

From the Italian tailoring of their handmade woolen suits and their tanned orange skin, Ronald recognized the temperament of Hollywood entertainment lawyers, who were both professional and in the entertainment industry.

The two rows of people were clearly distinguishable. Ronald looked at the senior manager behind him and made a "lawyer" lip sync.

The other party nodded and confirmed that it was the team of lawyers hired by Kerkorian and Ted Turner to fight the film copyright lawsuit.

Ronald purposely stood a step further away to prevent the two rows of tense lawyers from raising their heads and staring at the ceiling. The "elites" whose egos were even bigger than his own would step on his feet.

Two rows of people moved toward the large conference room ahead.

Ronald chuckled and was about to walk into the elevator and go down.

"Is this Ronald? Ronald Lee? The greatest musical director of our time?" A greasy old voice came from the end of the two rows and stopped Ronald.

"It's me, are you?" Ronald saw an old man with silver hair, a big nose, and two suspicious sausage mouths that were the product of plastic surgery.

"Kirk, Kirk Kerkorian. I really like your musicals, they are very golden age style."

The old man was not someone to be trifled with at first glance. Although he was smiling, there was something deep behind his smile like Marlon Brando in the movie "The Godfather".

"I have long admired you, Mr. Kerkorian." Ronald stretched out his hand and shook hands with the boss of the MGM casino and production company.

"Susan, Susan, you are here too...it can't be you and Ronald who said bad things about me." Kerkorian smiled and stepped forward to hug Susan Akins.

"I have something to do with Ronald. Can you give us some private space?" Kerkorian politely asked Susan, but his attitude did not give the other party the option to refuse.

"You must be here for your new movie, right? I heard it's a good movie, but it's a pity that it's not a musical, but a movie about Italians. You know I don't like Italians..."

After Kerkorian arrived in the office and sat down, he raised his hand and asked Ronald to sit on the sofa on the right as well.

"Why? Do you have any grudges with them?" Ronald didn't expect the other party to say this when he came up.

"Hey, I know people outside think of me as a gangster who buries people alive in the desert of Las Vegas or something like that. In fact, this is all legitimate business..." Kerkorian smiled.

Ronald didn't know whether to believe what he said. Maybe he had indeed tempered his temper in recent years.

"I just don't like the exaggerated style of Italians. It's okay to be an artist, but it's very bad as a business collaborator or opponent. I'm from Armenia, and we take business commitments very seriously."

"Hahaha... Then you should watch my 'Moonlight'. The heroine Cher is also of Armenian descent, although she plays an Italian..."

"I will, kid, I will..." Kerkorian put his fingers on the coffee table and started tapping rhythmically.

After a while, neither of them spoke.

"Is this movie what you want to talk to me about? I actually intend to do some distribution and marketing work myself. We just need to re-sign the contract..." Ronald couldn't hold it in anymore and asked the first question.

"No, No, Ronald, what I want to talk to you about is not a movie, but a much bigger picture. So big that in Hollywood, there are only a few people who can understand me, and you are one of them."

"Me?" Ronald said to himself, I don't understand the casino business, and besides, I don't know how to do your deception.

"I wonder how big your picture is?" Ronald discovered that one of Kerkorian's characteristics was that he did not speak first, but put pressure on the other party to speak first.

"That's $25 billion!"

"Ha..." Ronald suspected that he heard wrongly.

"Per year!
Chapter completed!