Faced with the giants' suppression, White Pictures adopted a nonchalant demeanor.
Steve Ross is certainly more than meets the eye; rather than waiting passively, seizing the right opportunity is more strategic.
Mergers with Time Group and AOL are proven successes. It's evident that the old man is not just a filmmaker but a capital strategist. People aren't concerned about his film finesse but rather his acumen in the financial realm.
"Cheers, announcing Miao's protrusion more formally," followed by the popping of champagne corks and revelers bathing in a champagne rain.
William White, no longer the solemn director, now sips his drink upside down, adorned with a baseball cap – more ruffian than filmmaker. This carefree display exerts a fatal attraction on his fans.
After the group dance spectacle, the next inevitable step is a grand party. The old beauty has always been a party enthusiast, and a reason to celebrate amplifies the festivities.
As a classmate, I'm fortunate to have early access to this circle. These connections are invaluable; without them, playing at this level would be impossible.
White Pictures' local tycoons are the real deal. The party menu is undoubtedly on par with a five-star hotel.
Reporters in these past two days are disheartened. They anticipated a gripping spectacle, but reality didn't align with their expectations.
Faced with Warner's aggression, White Films chose to step back. Confronted with reporters' inquiries, they deflected, leaving questions unanswered.
Fear?
Don't even try to bundle them together. In essence, they're professional managers, but they genuinely own these industries.
The one-man show won't cut it. If Warner persists, he'll be perceived as a clown. People won't pay attention, and if it continues, it might even be considered a nuisance.
After a lively day, William White is once again escorted home by his bodyguard.
To claim he isn't inebriated would be a stretch; while there's no hard liquor, his head is spinning. Since there's no entertainment here, he decides to head home.
Steve Ross is a bit perturbed. In Hollywood, nobody dares to ignore his existence, yet this time, he's been blatantly overlooked.
"Is the other party's schedule confirmed for next year?"
"It's a verbal agreement with Lucas; no final decision yet."
White Pictures' success has placed significant pressure on him. Regardless of shareholder reasons, witnessing a thriving film market while their investments falter is unacceptable.
The movie buzz hasn't faded, yet his proud game console company takes another hit.
As a player in capital operations, he comprehends William White's strategic moves. Abandoning the oil industry speaks volumes; the objective is undoubtedly entertainment media.
This "meow" is another Warner, and the old guy can't sit still. He's decided to teach the arrogant kid a lesson.
Facing someone who doesn't play by conventional rules, the old guy is frustrated. If he continues playing, that cheeky kid will undoubtedly suffer.
Conventional business methods are the only recourse. The reality is, not only Jews sell well; they're experts too. Look at the current White Wine Bar, prominently displayed at major hotels' windows.
Disdained at home, flushed down the toilet, yet daring to do this in public?
Just like Cuban cigars, they're fine to smoke at home. Publicly, it's better to keep a low profile. The country prohibits imports, and you're smuggling them?
U.S. cigars are no cakewalk.
Even more so with this topic. Ordinary people might find it acceptable, but public figures can't. Everyone's moral standards differ.
Certain special forces have cautioned him: don't cause trouble; you'll be responsible for the consequences.
In the face of an openly defiant kid, he'll undoubtedly escalate the situation. If it ventures into religious matters, many people will lose face.
Lifting the silk quilt, unceremoniously walking into the bathroom, and heading back to sleep in yesterday's state. The slimy feeling isn't particularly comfortable.
Today, he needs to go to the editing room. There's a movie to shoot, and many scenes are still in Europe. This can't be delayed.
"Boss, Jobs wants you at Apple." Suzuki hands him yesterday's brief and informs him that someone is looking for him.
"Well, I'll visit in the next couple of days. I'll let him know when I have the time."
William White's breakfast is a fusion of Chinese and Western elements. It includes his favorite Xiao Long Bao, a bowl of millet porridge, but a steak is still a necessity.
Upon arriving at the company, he dives into editing work. A new editor hasn't been found yet, so he takes matters into his own hands.
The name Warner is a useful tool, and poaching is normal. Flamboyance, however, has disrupted normal operations.
"Suzuki, inform the legal department that all newly recruited individuals must sign special terms, prohibiting engagement in the industry for one year."
William White is exasperated; this old guy will see how he handles things in the future.
Superman, right?
Let's see how I deal with you.
In reality, the second Superman's story collapsed, three more villains suddenly appeared, threatening Superman to come out and fight.
If you treat movies as comics, copying all comic books, you might end up worse off than a pig.
Next summer will be lively, with a treasure trove and a Superman, plus the bean version of 007. This is a rhythm that leaves no one alive!
Atari.
Are you really just an arcade player?
Hide for two days, and then weep.
The same old issue – semiconductor development isn't fast enough, especially for personal PCs.
The big guys, led by the blue giant, don't consider personal PCs; all new technologies focus on mainframes.
This applies to computers, not to mention game consoles, which are essentially trash.
Lao Mei loves playing games. Atari's subpar games sell surprisingly well.
William White's arcade is already a quasi-32-bit system. Teaching an opponent with an 8-bit processor is pure bullying.
The eight-bit CPU game machine is already outdated. William White has no intention of developing it further. He's biding his time, waiting for the opportunity to crush Atari directly.
The much-anticipated entry of the legendary world into the video game console market has caused headaches for the entire industry, and Atari is the first to bear the brunt.
All of them are game practitioners. William White's arcade is a significant leap. These three simple games are more than enough for 16-bit processors.
Now that the development is announced, porting from an arcade machine is indeed a matter of course. It's sufficient to have a game of this kind. If three games are released simultaneously, Atari can announce the closure of its gaming division.
Really, is this the counterattack?
In comparison, Warner is too low-level. It lacks the style of giants.