There were three pasta baked with rich aromas of cheese and meat sauce on the dining table. When Naomi sat down with her mother, he took out half a bottle of champagne from the refrigerator.

After pouring them over, Wayne formally picked up the cup, looked into his mother's eyes and said, "Mom, thank you for calling Mr. Rossman Townsend. I don't know where you knew I was in trouble, but I admit that I thought it was too easy to make a video! Thank you and dad for everything you did for me, mom!"

"No, baby, you've done a good job." Anna looked at her son who had matured a lot after working for half a year, and said proudly: "Believe me, Wayne, you are already the pride of mom! You will do better in the future, and the opportunity is your own hard work."

Wayne looked at his mother's face full of relief, but he didn't think he was anything great. He underestimated the darkness of Hollywood and the difficulty of making a video. This time, the success was a great luck component.

If it weren't for the father's funds in the early stage, the favors of the mother and father in the later stage, and without the support of his family, he would have failed.

Having this experience has taught him too much knowledge that he cannot learn in school, which is more effective than staying in the ivory tower for four years. Sure enough, what the tutor said was not done. A movie was never made by one person, and it was the result of the efforts of countless people and teams.

"Hey, Wayne, come on, let's have a drink, congratulations on your successful degree." Naomi watched the mother and son communicate, then raised her glass and suggested having a drink together.

"Come on, baby, congratulations on your successful graduation." Anna also raised her cup and the three of them touched on the small dining table. "The pasta is great, Ms. Watts, your skills are good."

"Ah! Thank you, just call me Nami."

After lunch, Wayne pulled his mother to sit on the sofa and handed her the script. He hoped his mother could give him some advice, just like when he first made a movie.

Anna held the script and watched it quietly for half an hour. After flipping it back and forth twice, she leaned on the sofa and let out a long sigh.

"Wayne, I remember that your dad and I have given you a lot of love since we were young. Why do you always like to write such stories? Just like your first script, mom doesn't like this story, it's darker than the previous script, no, it's chilling."

Anna looked at her son seriously, as if she was considering whether her child was stimulated and why she always liked to create this type of story.

Wayne was awkward to see it, and he said carefully: "Mom, I have been studying these things since my freshman year. I like to use the evil in human nature to convey some ideas."

"It seems that you are still preparing for Nami, the heroine of this film? Well, I don't know your current abilities, whether you can control this kind of film, and the choice of actors is also a big problem.

Especially in the script, this hey woman has few scenes, but she especially needs acting skills. Don’t think it’s simple to laugh and cry. This can be regarded as a small group video, which is much more complicated than a happy birthday.

Of course, the benefits are obvious. Simple scenes do not require special effects to set off, and the shooting techniques should not be too complicated. You need an experienced photographer. Most importantly, from the description of the script, the production cost is very low."

Anna said some of her own opinions, just like she said, she didn't like the story at all, and just reading the script made her back feel cold.

"Yes, I'm going to let Nami play the leading role, I hope she can do it. The actor's problem is easy to talk about, I'm not in a hurry. There are some people in Hollywood that can choose from. At worst, I will change the settings."

Wayne and his mother discussed the production of the video, and Naomi brought them coffee and sat aside and listened silently.

"You are not going to invest and produce independently, right? Listen to Wayne, all Hollywood directors know one thing, that is, no matter how confident they are, they will not use their own money to make movies." Anna reminded him seriously that she was afraid that her son would taste the sweetness and continued to spend money to gambling.

"No, mom, although the investment in this film is very small, I have submitted the project plan to Fox. They are reviewing it. I promise not to gamble on my film again." He promised like his mother.

Every video can be said to be a gambling, and no one knows what the result will be. Large companies have special market estimate departments, but they still keep showing off box office movies, and the audience's taste is the most fickle.

"Well, you're sober, Wayne, OK, let's get here today. I have to go back early, otherwise no one knows what your dad would do at home. If I don't go back early, maybe he would turn the house into a weapon processing plant!"

After saying that, Anna picked up the bag and said goodbye to Naomi: "Thank you for your pasta, Naomi, I ordered the car, you don't have to send me Wayne."

Seeing his mother get in the car, he retracted his eyes. The project had been delivered to Twentieth Century Fox for a few days. He was a little worried, but there was no news at all.

After thinking about it, Wayne picked up the phone and dialed Jimmy's number.

"Hi, Jimmy, I'm Wayne. Is there any news over Twentieth Century Fox?" As the phone was connected, he couldn't wait to ask Jimmy.

"No, I called them, Terry replied to me and they were discussing. By the way, the assistant you are looking for has news. I gave her your address. She shouldn't be too long before she will go to you for an interview."

"Okay, then that's it first. Pay attention to Fox's news and you can urge it appropriately."

After hanging up the phone, Wayne thought about the assistant's problem and didn't know what kind of person Jimmy was looking for.

Naomi held the script and sat on the balcony and studied silently, without interrupting his work. This woman was not very smart and always knew when to act spoiled and when to remain silent.

He hopes Fox can give him news as soon as possible, and if the project can pass the review, he will also face the construction of his own production team. At least the assistant director and cameraman need to be his own people. If the lighting can be retrieved, it will be perfect.

However, the premise of all preparations is to pass the project and wait for news at home, which is very uncomfortable.

"Someone knocks on the door, I'll go open it!"

Seeing Wayne trance in his mouth, Naomi knew that this was his thinking habit and took the initiative to open the door.

The one who came in was a white girl in her early twenties, about 1.7 meters tall, with a thin figure and an ordinary appearance, at least it would not make people feel annoying.

"Hello, Director Greenberg, I'm here to apply for an assistant, this is my resume."

Seeing Wayne look up, the girl quickly handed the booked resume to the other party.

"No need, let's talk and introduce yourself, why you want to do this job." He didn't read the girl's resume, and he didn't have to care about education as an assistant.

"My name is Nina Klein, 21 years old, I just graduated from the Department of Finance at New York University. I have no work experience, but I believe I can do this job." Nina introduced herself nervously and looked at the same young director opposite him.

"Nina, I have to say that this is not an internship job, I need a long-term and stable assistant. You should go to Wall Street for an internship and deal with numbers, rather than being a nanny-style assistant." He shook his head. The other party was too young and needed to learn from scratch. He was not a person in the circle. He did not want to change assistants frequently.

Seeing Wayne seemed to refuse, Nina said in a hurry: "No, Director Greenberg, Wall Street always discriminates against female workers. I have studied your information before. I believe I can do this job, not to find an internship opportunity. I need this job, please give me a chance."

Opportunity, yes opportunity! Looking at this mediocre white girl and looking at him with a serious face, he remembered that he needed such an opportunity as well.

"Well, Nina, you can drive, right?"

"Of course, I can drive!"

"Go back and pack up and check with Jimmy to sign the contract, which has a confidentiality agreement. I'm not a miser. If you can do a good job, skip the internship and your starting monthly salary is $5,000, provided you have to sign the confidentiality agreement. If it's acceptable, you can come to work tomorrow."

The salary he offered to his assistant was quite high, and the starting salary was already very high. If this girl really needed this job, she would learn to do it quickly. He wanted to give Nina a chance.

"Okay, I'll go to Jimmy to sign a contract later and I'll come to work tomorrow." Although I don't know what changed the other party's mind, Nina cherished this opportunity very much.

I can't be attracted to my face. The woman on the balcony is much more beautiful than her.

Wayne nodded and watched the other party open the door and leave his apartment.

"This girl should be in a bad life, Wayne." Naomi came over and came to him and told him his observation.

"I don't know if you noticed whether she was wearing it. Her clothes were old but they were washed very clean. Her shoes were also traced for more than two or three years. Her cuffs were worn out. As she said, she really needed the job."

He didn't pay attention to these details. He recalled it, and it was indeed the case. "You observed it so carefully, Nami. Is there anything else? Have you seen something else?"

"There are some." Naomi pointed to the balcony and continued: "She drove an old pickup truck when she left, maybe more than fifteen years old, so I said she should be having a bad life, at least financially difficult, but she was clean and decent."

"If she can do this job, it will change her financial situation." Wayne touched her chin and thought of the girl. "The job of a personal assistant is very important. As long as she has enough abilities and a strict mouth, I will not be stingy with giving her a raise. That little expense is not much for me."

"Well, I'm just telling you what I've observed, are you going to have some coffee? Or continue thinking about work?" Naomi picked up the coffee pot and filled the cup in front of him with coffee.

Wayne suddenly stood up and pulled Naomi over: "Sweetheart, how delicious is your coffee." After that, he hugged her and went straight into the bedroom.

Naomi did not refuse his request, and she also liked his strong body, and had skillfully unbuttoned his belt with her hands.

"oh……"
Chapter completed!