The evening concluded in a good atmosphere. Kurt passed out intoxicated from excitement and remained on John's sofa. After dropping Nelson off, he noticed Kurt laying on the sofa in the living room like a dead pig and told the nanny, Liu Yan, "Aunt Liu, just give him the blanket and let him sleep on the sofa; you can also go and rest.
"Okay, sir." Liu Yan took out a blanket from the first-floor guest room and wrapped it around Kurt before turning out the main light in the living room and falling asleep.
John entered the bathroom, closed the door, removed his clothes, and stepped into the bathtub.
My skin has become much more delicate, and the large pores of Westerners have vanished, as has the chest hair that Easterners are accustomed to. He enjoys the sensation of taking a bath more and more, especially as he sees his body grow stronger.
There is still a lot of work to be done if you want to sell it at a good price. Of course, Nielsen and Kurt took charge of the preliminary work. Nielsen did not ask too much about John firing his former accountant; he simply told John that it would be done soon, and that he would find him a new experienced financial advisor to join the negotiations.
After taking a relaxing hot bath, John dressed in a bathrobe and strolled outside. He lit a cigarette from the cigarette case on the desk in the bedroom and peered out the window at the night sky, perplexed.
As the body strengthens with each passing day, the restless heart of a party animal and the mind that prefers to stay at home in solitude constantly collide.
John suppressed the impulse to smoke, switched out the light, and went to bed.
Kurt went in a hurry the next morning, and after sitting in the car, he began making phone calls, looking up practically every TV station employee he knew in the phone book.
After breakfast, John went in his car and drove about Hollywood. It had been two months since he moved here, and he hadn't really looked around much. Some of the sights were simply recollections in his mind.
Rodeo Drive is Los Angeles' most affluent and magnificent apparel shopping route, showcasing the designs of world-renowned and popular worldwide masters.
Rodeo Drive proudly displays an abundance of extravagant decorations, befitting its status as "the world's most prosperous and expensive shopping boulevard."
The Beverly Hills Hotel and the Beverly Four Seasons Hotel are two of Los Angeles' premier hotels, located at each end of Rodeo Drive.
There are over 100 well-known brand stores, as well as high-end custom brand stores at the pinnacle of the fashion business.
Rodeo Second Avenue is adjacent to Rodeo Drive and features several European-style businesses, as well as cobblestone streets, fountains, and bars.
John looked at everything with a fresh and interesting eye, and except for women's clothes stores, he virtually never missed a unique store. He kept swiping his cards, and the mess mounted up to eight or nine bags.
The sense of having money is indeed happiness. When you find something you like and buy it, you don't have to worry about the price. John is extremely comfortable with this kind of financial freedom.
When he reflected on his old self, he could not breathe owing to the pressure of home and auto payments, and he didn't dare to marry because he thought of his girlfriend.
Why. . . . . .
With a sigh, John no longer struggles with the past; thinking about it now only makes things worse.
After meandering about like this for a few days, Nielsen and Kurt led the team to undertake early communication and discussions with numerous TV stations interested in purchasing innovative ideas, leaving just NBC (National Broadcasting Company) and CBS (CBS). is the most sincere.
After reading the document, John threw it on the desk, looked at Nelson and Kurt across from him, gently turned the pen in his palm, and grimaced slightly.
"NBC is only willing to bid $8 million to buy out the rights in the United States and refuses to share advertising money. CBS is only willing to bid $5 million and refuses to share advertising money."
Nelson looked at the frowning John and explained.
"Humph." John scoffed in his heart. They knew they couldn't produce, so they did everything they could to reduce the price.
"Kurt, how is your communication with the British side?" John looked at Kurt, who seemed dazed, and inquired.
"ITV is willing to pay 30 million pounds plus 10% of advertising revenue to acquire our global rights!"
Kurt had not yet woken up from the news he had just gotten over the phone, so he simply repeated it blankly.
Nelson and John exchanged surprised looks before asking the identical question: "What's going on?""
"Ah? Ah! We're getting rich, John, we're getting rich..." Kurt, who had awoken from his slumber, suddenly leaped up, his fat body quivering, which was hilarious.
"Okay, don't get too enthusiastic. Tell us what is going on." John rolled his eyes and inquired loudly and angrily.
"Hahaha, I heard that someone at their TV station recently proposed the concept of a talent show. It is similar to our program concept, however it is not as comprehensive and innovative as ours. I sent them a fax, but they have not responded. They called me on their way here today and said they wanted to buy it!"
Kurt continued to laugh joyfully, as if he were a successful villain.
Nelson and John exchanged glances, but they were both relieved that they had received the copyright so quickly.
"Congratulations to your boss, you have become a multi-millionaire; perhaps you will be a young billionaire soon!" Nelson's eyes sparkled with envy as he stood up to congratulate.
"Haha, thank you, it's all luck. Who would have thought that the by-product of writing a novel would be so valuable! However, I will not sell the global rights. Tell them that I will only sell them the rights in the UK. I can share the advertising revenue. give up."
John couldn't help but be ecstatic, but he didn't go overboard. Only he could have the global copyright.
"Nelson, I give you authorization. You and Kurt are responsible for negotiating with them."
"No problem, don't worry, boss." Nielsen was equally concerned with completing the transaction. After all, he might receive a significant quantity of money.
"Also, Kurt, the contract with Xuele Publishing House has been signed. When will my book be published?" John inquired of the agent beside him.
"I've already asked, and they said it will be published in the newspaper in the next few days, with advance publicity." Kurt was still beaming with enthusiasm.
John nodded slightly, clapped his hands on the table, stood up, and smiled at Kurt, "The place will be made available for you; you are the manager here. I'm leaving, and I'll leave the rest to you."
John waved his hand, urging Cole and Nelson who were standing at the door not to send him away, and went out of the small structure.
The "Mockingjay" copyright firm has its offices in this three-story structure. It's located in West Hollywood. The walls are also slightly mottled. The company sign has been hung, and a mockingjay badge flapping in flames shines in the sunlight. It looks especially striking when illuminated.
Xuele Publishing House moved swiftly. Within two days, more than a dozen newspapers across the United States reported on John's new book.
Walking into the company today, there are several new faces, particularly the two front desk ladies, both about 1.7 meters tall, with sexy and hot figures and decent facial features, but the makeup on their faces is quite thick; An Dido looked at it a few times before losing interest.
"Nima, this damn fat guy like Kurt really knows how to enjoy it. Although he is not the best, she can still be said to be a beauty. Isn't he playing with unwritten rules again!" John was secretly angry.
"Hello, Mr. Smith. Manager Kurt and Attorney Nelson are already waiting for you in the manager's office," one of the front desk staff members remarked, smiling brightly.
John smiled and nodded. Looking at the almost-bursting white shirt, he couldn't help but admire it, "It's so big!"
When I opened the door, Kurt and Nelson, both dressed in suits and ties, were speaking silently.
"How's it going? Can you make a decision today? Thank you for all of your hard work these days." John sat on the sofa and looked at the two men who had been working hard for him and said.
"Oh my god, John, you're finally here. We've been exhausted these past few days..." Kurt whined, dissatisfied.
"Hey, Kurt, don't complain. Now that I'm here, let's get started right away." John interrupted Kurt's speech furiously and stared at Nelson.
"Haha, it's almost time. Let's talk about some things on the way." Nelson picked up the briefcase and gently followed John to begin discussing the status of the two days of negotiations.
When John arrived at the Four Seasons Hotel, he noticed five or six individuals lounging on the sofa in the lounge area. When he saw them enter the lobby, he immediately began to straighten his appearance and approached them.
John still had some impressions about a few people. This was his bargaining team. After the two parties had gathered, they went towards the elevator.
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As soon as the elevator door opened, John recognized Steve Fry, ITV's director of distribution, who he had previously met, waiting here.
"Hello, Mr. Smith, nice to see you again." Steve Fry grinned and held out his hand to shake John's hand.
"Hello, Mr. Fry. I've been keeping you waiting a long time." John's attractive face lit up with a bright smile.
"Here please, our TV station's vice president in charge of variety shows has been waiting inside for a long time."
John turned back to Nelson, who nodded slightly, gave him a comforting glance, and couldn't help but hurry up.
Pushing open the conference room door, a middle-aged man in his fifties with a Mediterranean hairdo and a bit chubby stood up from his seat with a smile and moved over to John, who was surrounded by a crowd.
"This is our Vice President Ed. Mr. Childs. Mr. Childs, this is Mr. John Smith." Steve Fry said.
After hearing this, Childs smiled and shook John's hand, saying, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Smith, but you are too young."
John also shook hands with him, smiling and said, "It's an honor to meet you."
After the two let go of their hands and exchanged a few words, the two groups sat separately, but John was no longer the leader.
Nelson, Kurt, and John's financial advisor made up the top bargaining team this time, but John understood he was really a mascot and could only watch them fight for his own benefit.