Many of the work, Murphy actually operated, only to find that it is far more difficult than he thought, he is only one person, the pre-preparation, everything has to be done in person, sometimes hate to be able to split.
In addition to writing the script and develop the corresponding plan, Murphy also spent money in Los Angeles local newspapers published recruitment ads, actors and the like do not need to rush, but a variety of behind-the-scenes work must be determined as early as possible.
In order to find inexpensive and somewhat capable interns, he also made a special trip to the California Institute of the Arts and the USC Film School, but it was impossible for someone like him to get the support of these formal colleges, Murphy could only put up some recruitment posters around the college, hoping that aspiring students would take the bait.
In addition, Murphy would also go to Delaware together with his lawyer, Robert, to register Stanton Studios, which had been stuck in the mouth, as a real company, although according to the provisions of the Delaware Business Code, it was only necessary to have a nominal office in the state of Delaware, and could even share a resident clerk with other companies, but this also cost a considerable amount of money.
It was a sum that undoubtedly strained Murphy's finances even more, but was something that had to be spent; a legitimate company was much more credible than a single individual when trying to attract people to work for them.
Not to mention he was a nobody with no credentials.
The biggest advantage of registering a business corporation in Delaware was the tax benefits, it wasn't as horrible as California's tax rates, and numerous Hollywood movie studios like Disney, Paramount, and many others were registered in Delaware.
Delaware also has specialized commercial courts of equity, and many business disputes are handled with relative ease.
Having an official company, Murphy returned to Los Angeles, perfecting the script while dealing with the hiring side of things.
He first had to find a person who specialized in handling various chores, and this job also had a nice sounding position called crew coordinator.
This position is very important in the crew, but it is very inconspicuous, a little high-minded people generally do not care to engage in such a position, especially Murphy such an insignificant small project, want to recruit an experienced person is not easy.
To be more precise, from the time the job advertisement was published to the time Murphy finished registering Stanton Studios, there were only six people who called him before and after, five of them had never been engaged in movie-related industries before, according to Murphy's guess, most of these guys came to L.A. to seek for the dream of Hollywood just like him, and wanted to find a related job to support themselves first, and then look for opportunities again.
Originally, Murphy also wanted to meet these five people, after all, who are all from the novice, it is impossible to say that there will be people with outstanding ability inside.
But the sixth person's call made him change his mind.
"You can rest assured, we are a professional movie studio ..."
Standing in front of the window of the studio, Murphy looked at the crumbling building outside and said extremely confidently into the cell phone microphone, "Stanton Studios welcomes any aspiring and talented person."
"This ... way," Murphy thought for a moment and said, "Do you know the old Chinatown downtown? We'll meet you there at Mitton's Cafe at two in the afternoon."
Making an appointment to meet, Murphy hung up and sat back down in front of his laptop, the caller, despite not having been in Los Angeles for long, had done a summer job at the Lincoln Center for the Arts in New York, and with a degree in theater from the Juilliard School itself, he was much better than the previous five credentials.
After another busy morning, saving the written script and grabbing his company credentials, Murphy went out for a quick lunch and drove to Old Chinatown in Los Angeles.
On the narrow streets of the old Chinatown, a red-haired girl looked through the car window, curiously looking at the exotic buildings around her, this place is obviously different from New York's Chinatown, the most appearances are not Chinese, but rather dark and thin Vietnamese.
The girl was driving a red car, the speed was very slow because of the narrower streets, and her eyes were full of wariness as she looked around.
Everyone knew that the security in downtown Los Angeles was poor, especially where there were more Vietnamese, it was synonymous with chaos and crime.
"Why did he make an appointment for a place like this?"
The red-haired girl frowned as the sign for the Mittens Café came into view ahead of her, she didn't stop and drove forward a bit more before she found a suitable parking spot on the side of the narrow, crowded road, parked her car and saw that it was still early, sat quietly and waited.
In the previous phone call, the person called Murphy Stanton also explained, because this studio has just been registered and established, is looking for a suitable office location, so can only be arranged to meet in this kind of public occasions.
A movie studio that has just been established ...
Placed before coming to Los Angeles, the red-haired girl would not have given such a company a second glance, she was from a good background, her parents also had relatively decent jobs, and herself was a high school student at the Juilliard School, and also did a summer job at the Lincoln Center for the Arts, and returned to Los Angeles during her internship period, and she thought that it would not be too difficult to find a suitable job.
People like her, who had studied professional acting and theater knowledge, could not help but have a high heart, but the reality taught her a good lesson, Los Angeles concentrated too many people with dreams and talent, the competition in this circle far exceeded her prediction.
Back in California, the Red Girl had only been offered three jobs, one as an extra, the kind that served as a backdrop without any lines; the second was to enter a production, working as an extra assistant for a week, and being fired for making a very small mistake; and the third was to work as an actor and board member in a community theater without any paychecks to show for it.
These were serious blows to the girl's high-spirited heart, and made her more practical in her thinking; having moved out of her home, she did not want to accept any more financial assistance from her parents, but to find a job as soon as possible to support herself.
This was the girl's goal for the near future, and she was well aware that this was the most realistic goal right now.
How could she talk about making a name for herself in Hollywood if she couldn't even achieve the most basic level of independence?
After a few months of honing her skills, this smart girl already knew that experience and seniority were accumulated step by step, and that many of the big stars in Hollywood started from insignificant positions.
In contrast to her past thoughts of always wondering when she would become the leading lady of a movie, what the red-haired girl was now thinking about instead was - how much salary would this job pay?
After waiting for more than half an hour, the red-haired girl pushed open the car door, locked the car, and headed towards Café Mittens.
Murphy arrived at the Mitton Cafe about twenty minutes early, it was not far from where he lived, and lately he would often come over for coffee, and sometimes when he was bored of being alone in the studio, he would also bring his laptop over and use the still-quiet cafe as his office space.
Asked for a cup of coffee, Murphy sat in the customary corner seat, thinking about the next work, while looking at the door side, when he came in, he had already handed over, if someone came over to him, the waiter would bring it over immediately.
Giving up his previous job and returning to his dream path to Hollywood, Murphy knew that he would have to bear a great deal of pressure, and his ideal employee would also be someone who could bear a great deal of work pressure.
After waiting for about ten minutes, a red-haired girl came in at the door, she said a few words to the waiter, who brought her over this way.
The doorway was slightly away from where Murphy was sitting, and he sized up the red-haired girl without a trace.
The other party was probably in her early twenties, about five feet six inches tall, and the most impressive thing was the rare long red hair, as well as the winter snow-like skin color that was revealed under the western-style suit.
All in all, other than her cheekbones being a bit high, there wasn't much to say about her appearance.
Murphy didn't care about that either, he was looking for someone with the right abilities, not a pretty vase.
"Hi, sorry." The redhead was the first to say before she even came close, "I'm late."
"That's okay." Murphy stood up and offered to extend his right hand that way, "You're Jessica?"
"Yes, I am." The redhead took two steps closer and shook Murphy's hand as Murphy gestured to the seat across from her, "Make yourself at home."
When the girl sat down, he returned to his seat as well and introduced himself, "I'm Murphy, Murphy Stanton."
"Hello." The redhead was more than a little rattled, and could see the wariness in her eyes, but said accordingly, "I'm Jessica, Jessica Chastain."
Hearing the name, Murphy took another look at her, long red hair, snow white skin, light blue eyes, and slightly high cheekbones ...
It just looked so much younger.
"My studio has just been incorporated." Murphy didn't have any unnecessary indication, and directly cut to the chase, taking out the studio's series of documents and placing them on the table in front of the red-haired girl, "This is the studio's information, you can read it first."
Murphy made these, immediately reduced the wariness in the red-haired girl Jessica's eyes, she took those documents and seriously looked through them one by one.
When she saw the last one, Murphy spoke again, "My studio is preparing to shoot and produce a movie, and I need to hire some professionals."
In the Los Angeles area, there was no telling how many crews were set up every day, the red-haired girl looked through the documents, confirmed that this studio really existed, and asked, "The paper says that it's a crew coordinator, can you tell us what specific jobs you do?"
From the looks of it, the man across the street didn't seem to be as old as she was, and such a person had the ability to shoot and produce a movie?
Jessica Chastain was still more or less skeptical.
"It's a good job for the lucky ones ..."
Murphy described the importance of this handyman job in decorative terms, and Jessica Chastain, not being stupid, roughly understood what kind of job it was.
If it had been a few months ago, the high-minded woman would have turned her head and walked away.
But she was back in Los Angeles, had hit a rough patch, had moved out of her home, wanted to be completely independent, and needed a job that paid the right amount of money, a job that preferably also had strong ties to the movie industry and Hollywood.
In that respect, the job suited her needs.
Murphy looked at her and added, "I'd like to know about your previous job and have learned from it."