"In the future, the profits of movie box office will become lower and lower. A small cost to win high box office will only become a special case. The big head of movie revenue will come from various derivative products such as peripherals, discs, video tape copyrights, etc. To a certain extent, commercial movies released in theaters will gradually become promotional tools."

At the center of the lawn, there are many well-known people in the film industry. Ryan is talking among the crowd. "So, movies, especially commercial films, want to attract attention, attract widespread attention, and make breakthroughs in special effects and post-production. It is imperative to invest in big production. This is the future development trend of Hollywood."

"But if the movie fails, the production company will be in big trouble." Spielberg interjected, "It may even go bankrupt!"

"So, Stephen." Ryan shook his finger, "Co-production will become the mainstream production model. While multiple film companies share the benefits, they will jointly take risks. This is the safest measure."

"Come on, Ryan." Bob Weinstein joked, "The safest measure is to let you participate in investment and creation."

His words caused laughter around him. Although this was just a joke, they were recognized by many people.

"No, no~ Bob." Ryan showed off his rare caution and modesty. "No one will succeed forever. Audience taste is the most unpredictable thing. Maybe one day I will fall into a big fuss."

Then he added, "Think about what consequences would have if Titanic failed. I believe there must be many people present, who will throw Jim and me into the sea in Mexico to feed the fish."

"The problem is that "Titanic" has not only succeeded, but also achieved unprecedented success." Shirley Lansing expressed different opinions, "The global box office is about to be $1.9 billion. This profit is also very considerable, not counting the peripheral and subsequent derivatives."

"So. We should work together and make the final effort, not only leaving a huge box office record, but also at the Oscars..." Ryan made a gesture that you understand.

Paramount Pictures and 20th Century Fox are old film giants. Although they are not as flexible and changeable as Harvey Weinstein in public relations, they have a deep foundation.

"Sorry, everyone."

Following Cameron's reminded gaze, Ryan quickly found the girl standing outside the crowd and walked over with the cramped smiles of everyone.

As before, Natalie's dress was still very simple, with a plaid shirt and ordinary casual trousers, her arms crossed and her chest staring at him.

"Hi Nat." Ryan pulled her up and walked towards a place where there were few people.

"You are always so busy, Ryan." Natalie's voice was cold and complained.

“I am the host of the party and need to greet guests.”

As he was talking, Colin Hanks came over, "Ryan, I received the outline and brief of the script. Some of the story..."

He scratched his head.

"Somewhat is strange?" Ryan laughed.

"Nothing, I believe in your vision and strength." Colin Hanks' eyes floated over Natalie and turned around and left, "Then that's it, Ryan, won't bother you."

"Tom Hanks' eldest son."

Seeing Natalie's curious eyes, Ryan briefly explained a few words, "I thought of a story about a horror movie. He is the protagonist."

"The debt owed to the rest of his life in the desert island?" Natalie thought of the script in her mailbox.

"Well, it's better to owe less things like human debt."

Before they knew it, the two walked out of the garden, and Ryan asked casually, "Aren't you with Scars and the others?"

Natalie didn't speak, but just turned her small head. She looked straight at Ryan, with meaningful brown eyes.

"Okay, I apologize, Nat."

Turning into the Palm Grove, Ryan made a sorry gesture, "I didn't mean to ignore you, you know, I'm too busy lately."

"Hurrying to deceive the women in the newspaper with sweet words?" Despite the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Natalie couldn't help but sting a little.

"When will the words in the tabloid be trusted?" Ryan waved helplessly and defended, "PR, script, academic, new movie..."

Listening to the endless talk around her and careful explanation, Natalie's smile became stronger and stronger, and the unhappiness in her heart became less and less.

"I, the master, can't leave the party for a long time." Ryan pointed to his watch, pulled Natalie up and walked back.

"Isn't there another owner here?"

Thinking of the tall figure who greeted the female guest and the younger generation as the hostess, Natalie always felt uncomfortable, and there seemed to be something wrong.

"Nicole?"

His eyes swept over Natalie's face, and the girl's brown eyes were as deep as water. Ryan could not see anything. He deliberately tentatively said, "Nat, as long as you want, you can be the hostess here."

"It will happen one day." Natalie's voice was extremely low, as if she was saying to herself, "but not now."

It seemed that I heard it, and I didn't. Ryan quickly changed the topic, "I heard from George that you are about to go out?"

"Well... you might have to go to the Moroccan desert. You will visit the set at that time, right?" Although the question was used, the girl's eyes could not tolerate him rejecting it.

"Of course." Ryan nodded without hesitation.

"Can I find someone to take me to visit your new home?"

As soon as he walked into the garden where the party was held, someone came over again, so Natalie had to point to the huge main building.

"Lisa, take Nat to visit."

Ryan found the butler, and after they left, he stretched out his hand to the person in front of him, "Sorry, Robert, let you wait for a long time."

"It's okay, Ryan." Robert Zemegis waved his hand casually, "The script is very outstanding. Even if there is no picture, the soul in the text alone has the power to touch people's hearts."

"You agree." Ryan took two drinks from the passing adapter and handed over the red wine. "I've been waiting for your reply, Robert."

"Can I refuse?" Robert raised his glass, sucked his lipstick wine again, and laughed.

"If you don't mind if I mail you bullets."

After the basic cooperation intention is reached, there will naturally be someone to discuss the specific matters. Strictly speaking, in addition to the studio, this movie only requires two main locations, one is the island, and the other is Ryan.

The whole movie is almost advertising FedEx. With its own reputation, there is no need to worry about not paying sponsorship fees. If the price cannot be negotiated, it is easy to do. There are more than one famous express company in North America, and you can talk to FedEx's competitors.

However, Ryan believes that with his appeal in box office and movies, FedEx will definitely be willing to cooperate.

After all, in addition to the accidental plane crash, the whole movie has a very positive image, which is a great opportunity to promote the company.

Walking among the crowd at the party, Ryan kept greeting people. His handsome and resolute face and polite manner all showed outstanding temperament and good upbringing. Coupled with amazing talent and huge wealth behind it, they were definitely the focus of most people's attention.

After roughly taking a walk, Ryan breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had been adapting to American-style party life, such social interaction still could not make him feel relaxed, especially as he poured a lot of juice and soda into his stomach, which was somewhat uncomfortable.

Fortunately, everyone knows that I can't drink, otherwise I will definitely get drunk.

Just as he was sitting at the table and trying to rest for a while, Scott Swift suddenly came over, "So you're here, Ryan."

"What's up?"

“Alan wants Blizzard Entertainment to be available as soon as possible.”

It is probably clear that Ryan is a game blind, Scott explained a few words, "Blizzard Entertainment will have several game development plans next, which require a large amount of funds. If we continue to inject funds, the shares in Allen and others will be further diluted..."

"How long will it take?" Ryan rubbed his forehead. The disaster in the IT industry was coming soon.

"In fact, we have been preparing for listing, probably not more than a year." Scott seemed very confident.

"Okay, please discuss it and see what to do." Ryan still kicked the matter back to the investment team.

What Ryan remembers most clearly about Blizzard Entertainment is the game he once played. He also vaguely knew that Blizzard Entertainment was acquired by a company and eventually became a game giant with a market value of over 10 billion US dollars. He also wanted to adapt that game into a movie.

I wonder if they succeeded? Ryan was very curious. After all, the game was adapted into a movie, so there were too few successful examples.

Not long after Scott left, Pi Jinsley brought the man over again. The other party had yellow skin, dark eyes, and dark hair. He was a Chinese person from his temperament alone. Ryan had seen him at other banquet occasions before.

It seems that I did not send an invitation. Could it be the one invited by Jenkins Pictures?

Although he held a family party, it was actually a social party. Jenkins Films joined forces with Paramount and now has a large business on the other side. It is reasonable to invite the other party over here.

According to the news that "Titanic" is raging the film market on the other side. He has experienced this scene in his previous life and is probably only more popular now.

"Mr. Ye, please sit down." Ryan looked at the person behind him, "Who is this?"

"This is Mr. Wang, from the domestic Sanlian Press, who came here to find you, Ryan." Pai Jinsli quickly introduced.

"Look for me?"

After several people said hello and sat around the small round table, Ryan couldn't help but wonder, what were they asking for him to do?
Chapter completed!