"Ha, our family will invest in it. Let the lawyers handle it."
Bush Sr. didn't really care how well the spring water sold. He was investing in the man, William White, who had been incredibly helpful to him. A mere million dollars was just to establish a closer relationship.
"Not bad, I'm very satisfied."
Looking at the sparkling glass bottle in his hand, William White nodded and said.
"Young master, how much do we produce?"
"Twenty million of the 500ml bottles, ten million of the 1000ml ones, we can start production right away."
"Okay, young master, the grape juice bottles are almost ready too. It seems like we won't make mistakes this time."
"Sigh, hopefully."
Rectangular juice bottles were still difficult to produce, causing quite a headache for the factory.
But as they say, everyone loves dollars. If you want to make a ton of money, it's best to play nice. The current trend is PVC bottles, and glass factories have seen a noticeable drop in orders. Now there's someone going against the trend, so they better hold on tight.
"Glass bottles? I'm starting to regret investing, how much will this add to shipping costs?"
"George, you're short-sighted. Do you know why labs use glass containers? Because they're the most stable and won't react with chemical elements. Can PVC do that?"
William White wore a disdainful look, as if George was some country bumpkin.
"Alright, alright, when it comes to wasting money, I can't beat you, you nouveau riche."
"Let's go, George, let's have a fancy lunch."
These young heirs did not bother with contract details. Why else would they have hired so many lawyers?
"This is the advertising plan, make sure it doesn't leak."
Being a shareholder meant no secrets could be kept; that's the basis of cooperation.
A group of his wealthy classmates pitched in 5% of the shares. It seemed like this Glacier Spring Water Company had the most shareholders among William's enterprises.
The big industry players didn't care much about the sudden appearance of a spring water company. They were in different leagues; what could one small factory do?
"Hmph, let's show these bumpkins the power of product placement."
Even though production hadn't started yet, it didn't stop him from engaging in product placement. Johnny English was the perfect candidate, better than Beverly Hills Cop.
Using an environmental theme naturally attracted environmental advocates to support him. All he needed to do was fan the flames.
...
William White returned to campus life, and although he often took leave, his academic performance was impeccable. His professors believed he was ready to graduate, apart from his shaky basics, there was not much left to teach.
The school had its reasons. William's presence brought countless benefits, and the film school didn't want him to graduate early.
The school didn't offer as many internship opportunities in commercial films; money couldn't buy them. So, this person had to continue attending classes, albeit with more flexibility.
Since William had to attend classes, the crew could only shoot parts of Johnny English that didn't require him. His reason was quite solid; people couldn't argue with it.
Rowan Atkinson had heard his boss say next year would be fiercely competitive. The summer blockbusters were already heating up. There was no point in rushing to finish.
The most crucial point William didn't mention was audiences were becoming pickier and harder to please. If you couldn't offer something new, you'd flop.
Several comedy films had flopped for this reason. Viewed from a different perspective, many movies were quite good, just released at the wrong time.
Their success or failure didn't matter. What did matter was White Films now had several talented writers. Others viewed the problems narrowly, but he didn't.
This year's summer had Star Wars. Strangely enough, they weren't building any hype. It was almost April already! How calm could they be?
He couldn't understand their mindset. No one invests their own money into movies. His movies broke this Hollywood curse.
People went bankrupt when they invested their own money. But for William, this curse didn't seem to apply. He's already had two films like Beverly Hills Cop receive high praise, leaving many speechless.
...
"Boss, here's the progress of the comics from Japan-town and their work plan."
"Okay, let me take a look. How's the equipment testing in Australia? Have them print a batch using better-quality coated paper."
"By the way, Suzuki, this outfit looks great on you today."
"Thank you, boss."
"Suzuki, this part doesn't work. The dialogue is too long. And here, the art style is collapsing. It needs to be more sorrowful. Who stays cool after a breakup? That's not cool; that's lame."
"Alright, boss. Should I let them know by fax?"
"Yes, for now, it's our only option."
The person who's used to emails was quite helpless. The current efficiency was really terrible.
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