Chapter 14: God of the Representative ()

The location is Los Angeles in 1988 plus one year. A letter from the distant and mysterious ancient country of the East made Rock Will, the manager of Universal Film Company, confused and surprised. Open the letter, and in this era when typewriters are popular, the standard British handbooks that have been rare in the first place will make Hawke's eyes lit up; please don't care who I am, just like I don't know who you are. My strange friend, if you haven't gone on vacation, then this summer of Los Angeles is boring, right? The crowded traffic and the pressure of work have suffocated you? Keep watching with confidence, I am not from a salesman from the country on the postmark, nor is it a cult organization. I just want to tell you an interesting story; Bruce is an outdoor reporter for a TV station, and being an anchor is his biggest dream. He has a beautiful girlfriend named Grace and a puppy who likes to pee around at home. Well, it's a spot dog.

The various troubles in life made Bruce complain constantly. The failure to be promoted to anchor made him lose control of his behavior and was kicked out of control. So he drank and vented, scolding God in the rain as a bad kid who roasted ants with a magnifying glass, and he was that an ant.

"Do you want a job?" After awakening, Bruce's pager received such a message. In the United States, where the unemployment rate is so high, there seem to be only two possible opportunities for such messages; the first is a prank, and the second is a scam. The pager kept ringing, and the angry Bruce broke the pager into garbage, but the magical thing was that the pager, which was already garbage, was still ringing persistently. So he felt that the incredible Bruce called the other party and was told the time and location of the new job interview.

According to the time given by the other party, Bruce came to a building, and then a black cleaner who claimed to be God expressed anger at Bruce's insult to himself; "Frankly, Bruce, I've had enough of you. You think I'm not doing well, then now God will change you to do it, and I'm going to go on vacation." After that, God disappeared. Bruce did gain God-like power... Now, my strange friend, have you been to the story

Are you interested in the entire content and the complete script? If you want, please come to Yanjing to find me. Every Saturday afternoon before Halloween, I will wait for you in the cafe of Yanjing Hotel. Remember, the most special person in the cafe is me. Don’t be stingy with the air tickets that are not worth mentioning when you will get. Screaming "This is fucking crazy" and going to the airport immediately is your wisest choice. Waiting for our first meeting.king.

After reading this letter and the story in the letter, a revolution of thinking broke out in the mind of Locke, the youngest manager of Universal Pictures. An ordinary person has the power of God and the old man who lives in heaven for many years, even wants to take a vacation? These stories that have never appeared even in his craziest dreams made Locke smell the pungent smell of US dollars. In addition, he also developed a strong interest in the person who wrote this letter, King, the author of the story. He couldn't help but have the imagination of "if such a person can be used by Universal". He didn't leave a phone call. Why is this arrogant bastard so sure that I will go to him?

"This is fucking crazy." Locke screamed strangely according to King's guidance, and then called the secretary's phone number. "Lucy, book me a flight ticket to Yanjing immediately."

To be honest, he was sitting in a cafe, reading Nietzsche, drinking Wang Qibu, who had refilled Hainan coffee several times, and was not very confident about the letter he sent to Universal Studios half a month ago. He was even ready to send "Titanic" to Paramount. Because of the severe economic pressures such as popsicles, soda, and white rabbit milk candy, he had the idea of ​​committing crimes more than once.

"I'm disturbing, sir. It's very likely that just like those people just now, you don't understand what I'm talking about. Okay, maybe I was fooled by that king, maybe I was crazy. Anyway, are you king?" Locke, after several times of hitting a wall, could not have come over and asked Wang Qibu's child like this. God knows that this is just a kind of venting, but he saw the clues in the foreign book in Wang Qibu's hands.

"My strange friend, I should have told you that I want to find the most special person in the cafe. Do you think there are people here who are more special than me? Hello, my name is Wang Qibu, which is king." Wang Qibu said as he put down the book and stretched out his right hand to the man in front of him.

"Uh, Mr. God, are you tired of the image of a black cleaner?" No matter what the child named Wang Qibu said, the standard American spoken language alone surprised Locke first, and then asked with a complicated expression on his face.

"I saw God after only flying tens of thousands of miles. It seems that heaven is not that far away from us." Seeing the blonde man was not surprisingly surprised, Wang Qibu made a joke appropriately.

"This is fucking crazy! Uh, I'm sorry I've sweared in front of a child." Locke didn't seem to wake up from his complicated mood and said incoherently.

"Do you believe in the existence of genius?" Wang Qibu stared into the blonde man's eyes and asked a question that seemed a bit out of place.

"Hello, my name is Rock Will, and I am a manager of Universal Pictures." After taking a few deep breaths, Rock grabbed Wang Qibu's right hand that had been stretched out at some point and answered the question he just asked.

"Haha. Congratulations on returning to reality, Mr. Will. Since that's the case, we can talk about the real issue. How much do you, or Universal, want to pay for this script?" Wang Qibu drank tea, as elegantly as if talking about Shakespeare's asking a very vulgar question.

"king, should I wait until I have read the complete story before I can talk about it?" After being shocked, Locke has regained his appearance as a businessman.

"I'm afraid it won't work. Please forgive me. I'm not asking about your character, Mr. Will. It's true that my country has no organization and ability to help me fight a right lawsuit. Besides, your arrival has proved the value of this story, right?" Wang Qibu said sincerely.

"My pastor friend never told me that Mr. God is so realistic." Locke was still working hard. After all, it is a good habit for every successful person to get the greatest reward with the least cost and risk.

"That's because your pastor friend is too stupid. Didn't he realize that God has never personally given him salary or prizes for the year-end dance?" Wang Qibu did not intend to give in on this issue. After all, it is not wise to bet on a stranger's character.

"Okay, since that's the case, please ask Mr. King to bid." It seems that Locke still didn't give up.

"One-price, one hundred thousand rmb. Then we will have the opportunity to cooperate." Wang Qibu's still young voice revealed his determination. Obviously, this is not a negotiable test of the price.

"Mr. King, you must know that this kind of near-gambling behavior is not something a qualified businessman should have." After hearing the price quoted by Wang Qibu and after a long silence, Locke spoke.

"You are right. But this does not conflict with every outstanding businessman being a gambling expert." Wang Qibu said, picking up a file bag from the chair next to him and putting it on the table.

"Trade!" Locke did not hesitate this time. It was not that he believed in the script so much. He just believed that the magical child in front of him would definitely bring him more surprises.

"Locke, do you need some free suggestions?" Wang Qibu asked when he said goodbye to Locke.

"Of course, the premise is that it is sure it is free." After giving out 100,000 rmb, it can still make a joke. It is obvious that Locke is satisfied with the script. Although he still underestimated the benefits brought to the world by Wang Qibu's renamed "The God of the Age" by Wang Qibu.

"Do you know Tom Shadyak and Jim Carrey?" Wang Qibu asked.

"The Tom Shadia you mentioned is a director, right? And that guy named Jim Carrey is a children's drama actor." Locke obviously didn't understand why he asked Wang Qibu's question.

"Locke, I just want to tell you; if you can convince the company's senior management to direct and star in this movie, then you will become a hero of the Universal. By the way, I think Morgan Freeman is good at the role of God." Wang Qibu still hopes that the original people of this movie can get what they should have, except for the screenwriter, of course.

"king, as a screenwriter, you should know what the production cost of this movie will be. Maybe Tom can be a director, and it doesn't matter if Morgan plays a supporting role, but will the company allow a less famous children's drama actor to play the leading role?" Locke was a little dissatisfied, and even felt that this was Wang Qibu making fun of him.

"I said that this is just a free suggestion. Whether it is adopted or not depends entirely on your own judgment. Also, do you think I will ruin an outstanding businessman who is willing to believe me, a seven-year-old child, and who has flew tens of thousands of miles to give me money unemployed?" Wang Qibu asked back, then turned around and left, of course, there was a full hundred thousand yuan in his small military schoolbag.

A month later, "The God of Substitute" started filming. With Rock Will's full efforts, Jim Carrey, who was not the candidate for the male lead, won the role of "Bruce" by somehow. Although in terms of film technology, actors' ability and experience accumulation, this "The God of Substitute" cannot be compared with "The God of Fake" twelve years later. But it can be foreseeable that this movie that was twelve years earlier has an impact on audiences, Hollywood and even the entire film industry is not comparable to that of the movie twelve years later.
Chapter completed!