From April 2006 to June 2006, Andy spent almost two months in the villa, except for one GA screenwriter union.
If at first it was a bit awkward to restore the movie, when he finished writing the Sleeping Mantra, he seemed to have found the trick, the inspiration burst out, and the control of the text was more skillful, which undoubtedly increased his confidence. So in the past two months, in addition to eating and fitness time, it has been almost a day and night to complete the "Dark Fairy" volume and copy the "Hunger Games" volume and the outline of the five scripts.
The purpose of his going to the GA Screenwriting Union is to hand over the five script outlines to the union for custody. It can protect his global copyright by paying a fee, and can also avoid the crash of the film company. Even if there is a butterfly effect, it is difficult to guarantee the same idea. Utilize the rules and be invincible by virtue of the union's record keeping.
As for the original screenwriters of the last life, I'm sorry, that's not what Andy considered.
There is simply no fairness in this world. Plagiarism is nothing about money and fame. Shameless? Andy can only hey. Who gave birth to his own weight, no matter which passing god or the welfare given to him by the God of the West, he could not but use these advantages to swallow all the resources he can grasp.
As for the career of screenwriter, Andy has little interest now, because the screenwriter is really not in a high position in the movie industry. The 2008 strike is a good example. Although he is also a registered screenwriter of the screenwriter union, his work is only one. The ministry participated in adapting the script itself.
The screenwriter is just to let him enter the convenient door of Hollywood, he will never make a living on it. The famous screenwriter with an annual income of 500,000 is a fart!
Dingdong.
A few minutes later, the door was clicked open, and a plain-looking middle-aged Chinese woman appeared in a drunken face, his eyes loosened, leaning against the fat man Carl on the door frame, asked in a surprised and puzzled tone: "The text Mr. Center, why are you drinking this way?"
"Andy... Is Andy home?" Carl pushed away the woman's help and walked into the villa staggeringly, yelling loudly.
"Hey, MAN! What time is it, why don't you go home like this and run me here?" Andy, who just wanted to take a shower after finishing his workout, came down from the second floor and saw the drunken man. Broker, no irritating inquiry.
Karl, who seemed to be drunk on the ground, saw Andy coming over, and his clumsy body seemed to become sensitive. He stepped forward and hugged Andy, yelling with a crying cry: "Andy, I was fired That's it! That damn bitch smashed the client in my hand and told me to harass, I'm done!"
Andy rolled his eyes, pushed away the crying Carl, and helped him sit down on the sofa. He said to the nanny standing in Chinese, "Aunt Liu, help him get a glass of ice water."
"Sir, don't dare to call me that, you still call me my name! I'll go get it immediately." Liu Yan panicked and panicked again and again, still uncomfortable calling her "aunt" in this "foreigner" employer who speaks Mandarin better than herself.
Looking at Liu Yan's flustered back, she shrugged helplessly.
Liu Yan came with her daughter's immigration. She originally opened a restaurant in China. She made good Sichuan cuisine. Although her daughter-in-law is middle-class, there is no economic pressure, but because of the language relationship, she is really uncomfortable at home all day. , All signed up to find a job at the agency.
Fat man Karl found Andy a nanny who could cook Chinese food, and just saw her information. After understanding the situation, she took her to Andy's house. Liu Yan saw the villa located in the rich area. Anxious, afraid of her language problems becoming an obstacle to finding a job, but when she and Andy met, Andy spoke standard Mandarin, which surprised her a lot, and looked at the handsome young children in front of them. After saying that he had a quarter of Chinese descent, this gave Liu Yan a feeling of meeting his compatriots, and his disturbed heart calmed down.
The next interview was also no problem. After the two parties communicated for a while, the basic relationship was understood and the employment relationship was decided.
He took the ice water from the nanny and stuffed it into the hands of Carl, who was still crying, and patted him angrily.
"Hey, buddy, just click on it! It's not over yet, the job is gone, it's gone, anyway, sooner or later. I told you long ago, and be careful of your secretary."
"Cough cough... cuck, damn you lighter!" Karl rubbed his aching shoulder and drank cold water, almost choked, watching Andy know that such a gloat The expression, "Hey, wipe, I shouldn't be looking for you. It's impossible to get comfort from your mouth!"
"Oh, you know me. You are responsible for taking it yourself. The unspoken rules in the office will definitely happen. Time is only sooner or later!" Andy sat on the sofa, tilting Erlang's legs, squinting at Carl, and laughing at the corner of his mouth.
"Which of the CCA is clean up and down! It's okay to come out. You take a shower and sleep. You have something to tell you tomorrow!"
"Ah? Little Andy, wouldn't you want to fire me too? I'm only you now, you can't abandon me!" It seems that something terrible happened, the ruddy fat face became pale after drunk, A heart-wrenching death pounced on Andy on the sofa.
"Go away, you fat man, I'm not GAY! What do you want? I won't fire you, shit, it's really annoying, well, don't make trouble anymore, go to wash and sleep, you sleep on the second floor 'S room." Andy was so angry that he kicked on Karl's stomach and looked at the fat man lying on the rug on his back. He turned angrily and walked up to the second floor.
Overnight.
"I didn't expect you to get up earlier than me, Carl." Andy sat down at the table with a teasing expression, looked at Carl who was in a better spirit, and then nodded to the nanny Liu Yan: "Good morning, Aunt Liu. "
Without waiting for the two to speak, he continued to tease and asked, "Is enough crying?"
Looking at the red and fat face of Karl, he was ashamed and angry, and said to Liu Yan: "Aunt Liu, can I have some beef for breakfast? I need to supplement my nutrition. My body is a little weak."
"Okay, sir, I'll fry a plate of stir-fried beef for you. Wait a minute." Liu Yan put bread, milk bacon and fried eggs on the table. He heard Andy's request and responded with a smile.
Andy looked at Liu Yan, who was taking his beef out of the refrigerator and started to work. He was speechless. Originally, he only wanted to fry the veal. This became a stir-fry. Fortunately, his smoke machine is very powerful, otherwise the whole villa will be smoked. Full of smell.
On the other side, Karl started to clean the food on the table like a starved ghost.
"Hey, you fat man, eat less. This is my breakfast!" Andy snarled loudly as he grabbed the food tray.
"Cut, stingy!" Carl muttered as he stuffed bread and bacon in his mouth.
Andy narrowed his eyes and kept telling himself not to know this dead fat man.
The breakfast ended with Carl's grudge looking at Andy's full meal, "Okay, fat man, come to the study, I have something to tell you." Andy wiped his mouth with a napkin and patted his stomach with satisfaction.
Carl walked angrily into the study, and as Andy called him a fat man, he didn't feel a little disgusted. After the two sat down, Liu Yan sent two cups of coffee.
Andy took a sip of coffee, and then took the manuscript of the book "Dark Fairy" from the desk drawer and threw it in front of Carl.
Carl almost spewed the coffee out of his mouth, and he quickly put down the cup in his hand and looked at the stack of manuscripts with hot eyes.
"My God, my God, I'm not dreaming!" Andy looked at Carl, who was already too excited, and Andy drank his coffee calmly.
"Oh, God! Little Andy has another new work!" Carrying the book and dancing, Carl's face was full of excitement.
"Okay, okay, sit down and say." Andy raised an eyebrow. "This book is used to complete the contract with Xuele Publishing House."
After a long breath, Carl's fat face reddened with excitement with a relief expression: "I know, I know, Andy, you will not let me down, I am right, you are a genius, It's always been... Andy, you really changed a lot."
"Everyone will change, I am just mature, I will not be confused again in the future, hesitating, I am no longer the same as before." Andy waved his hand, "Well, don't say this, and Xuele After the publishing house is over, I want to set up a company to manage all copyrights and commercial operations of books. I don't have so much time and energy to manage, and I hope you will take care of it for me."
Carl's lips quivered slightly, his eyes were red, and he stared at Andy, and finally sighed: "Really, thank you Andy, although I very much hope to help you take care of everything, but I am afraid that my ability is limited."
"When did you become a mother-in-law, this is not Carl I know, you deceived me to Hollywood, isn't it just for better development?" Andy frowned.
"Aren't you worried about me Cavan again? You can rest assured, you see..." Then, Andy threw the "Hunger Games" manuscript on the table again, "This is a book I have high hopes, and I believe it will definitely be at the top of the best-selling list!"
"Okay, okay, hahaha." Carl Fat's face showed a wretched smile, and he hugged the two manuscripts with both hands. It seemed that he had thought of something, and his spit was coming out.
"Okay, let's put down "The Hunger Games" first. This is a check of 100,000. You go to register the company and the lease office. The name of the company is called Mockingbird." Andy took the manuscript from Karl and put it back in the drawer. On the other side, a pencil sketch was drawn, and the mocking bird badge with wings spread in the flames in the movie Hunger was handed to Carl.
Karl looked at the bird on the white paper that spread its wings in the flames, and read the word under the pattern softly.
"Mockingbird (mockingbird)!"