Hollywood Director 1992

As the movie screening ended, Link also received the system's evaluation of the film.

【Movie production complete, box office subsidies are being calculated…】

【Host participation rate: 71.1%; Movie completion rate: 92.2%; Movie market compatibility: 78%】

【Rewards: 2.7x box office subsidy; Director experience +15%; Director physical fitness +20%; Movie quality increase +15%】

The system's evaluation of the movie was no lower than that of 'Seven'.

When Link received the 20% physical fitness bonus, he suddenly felt a heat rising within him, especially in his lower abdomen, as if there was a ball of fire, making him want to find a place to vent.

But the timing was wrong.

Harvey squeezed over to congratulate him, praising him for making a good movie and asking if he wanted to release the movie within the year.

Link said that it would be released early next year.

Releasing it at the end of the year would be too rushed, and movies of this genre were not suitable for screening during the winter break, so putting it in March or April next year would be more appropriate.

After the preview screening ended, Link took the movie master tape into the editing studio to watch it again.

After receiving a 15% increase in movie quality, 'The Butterfly Effect' was close to 100% complete, and the movie's shots, lighting, sound effects, and special effects had all been slightly adjusted, making the details more realistic and refined, and improving the viewing experience.

He watched the movie twice, and the fire in his body slowly subsided. His body was covered in a layer of greasy sweat, like melted butter, emitting a faint fishy smell.

Link handed the movie over to the staff for safekeeping, went to the office to take a shower, and scrubbed his whole body.

After the shower, his body felt lighter, and he felt refreshed.

Link increasingly realized the benefits of making movies, which were more worthwhile than earning hundreds of millions of dollars.

He decided to film 'The Sixth Sense' first, and after filming that movie, he would film 'Batman 3'.

Having a tighter work schedule would also allow him to get more physical fitness bonuses.

Knock, knock, knock!

"Come in."

Assistant Lewinsky walked in with a stack of script materials and placed them on his desk.

In April and May, he gave Lewinsky a task, asking her to take two or three screenwriters to Columbia Pictures to look at scripts and summarize the scripts they had seen in concise language for him to review in his spare time.

The screenwriter team led by Lewinsky did a good job. They looked at more than 2,000 scripts in three months, and he also discovered several familiar movies, including 'Primal Fear', 'The Fifth Element', 'Charlie's Angels', and 'The Mask of Zorro'.

"How many scripts did you guys sort out last month?"

Link asked as he flipped through the materials.

"417. Now, we've seen all the scripts at Columbia Pictures except for the ones they weren't willing to show us."

"Good job."

Link took the file and flipped through it. Although he didn't see many familiar scripts, the main content and ideas of each script had been summarized by Lewinsky and the others in concise and accurate language. In the future, if he wanted to find a script, he could just look at these materials.

In addition, Lewinsky knew how to use a computer for office work, and there was a copy of these materials on the company's computer, so in the future, if people in the company wanted to find a script, they could also use the computer to search and browse, which seemed very convenient.

"Boss, how is it?"

Lewinsky sat in front of the desk, her arms and the burden in front of her were placed on the table, and she looked at him with her big eyes, with a bit of expectation in her eyes.

"Very good. I'll notify Annie to give you a year-end bonus according to the standards of a regular employee."

"Thank you, boss!"

Lewinsky hesitated for a moment, "Boss, my internship at the company is coming to an end. I want to continue working at the company after I graduate from college and continue to be your assistant, is that okay?"

"Your major is more suitable for entering politics. Aren't you considering entering politics?"

"Compared to politics, I'd rather join a vibrant and competitive big company like Guess Pictures. Working here can better utilize my strengths."

"Alright, Monica. Given your good performance during your internship, the company welcomes capable employees like you to join."

"Thank you, boss! I promise to work hard in the future and serve you wholeheartedly."

Lewinsky jumped up in surprise, ran over to hug him, and even wanted to kiss him on the cheek.

Link waved his hand, telling her not to get too excited and to focus on preparing for graduation first. After she officially joined the company, there were still many things to be handed over to her.

Lewinsky nodded excitedly, her big breasts shaking non-stop, looking a little cute.

"Link, how was today's preview screening?"

As soon as Lewinsky left, Liu Xiaoli walked in with a folder.

She was wearing a women's shirt, matched with a knee-length skirt. Originally, she had a very good figure, a height of over 1.7 meters, a slender waist and long legs. After being in a relationship with Link for more than two years, her living conditions had become superior, and her figure had gradually become fuller, becoming curvy, and her skin had become whiter and smoother.

In addition, she had been tempered in the public relations department for more than a year, issuing orders every day, and her temperament had also become extraordinary. At work, she was like a cold, aloof older sister + career woman elite.

Compared to two or three years ago, she was much more beautiful.

"Very good. Almost all positive reviews."

"Did you change your clothes? Was it with Lewinsky?"

Liu Xiaoli squinted her beautiful peach blossom eyes and looked him up and down a few times, with some resentment revealed on her delicate face.

"What are you thinking? I was just reviewing the movie in the editing studio and broke out in a smelly sweat, so I came back to take a shower and change clothes. What's the problem? You don't think I was messing around in the office, do you?"

"No need to explain. I don't mean to control you. I just think that the office is a place for work and should be more serious. Don't do anything messy. It's not good for the reputation to spread out."

Liu Xiaoli said very perfunctorily.

Link shook his head, pushed her fragrant shoulder to the side of the trash can, picked up the T-shirt and let her smell it. Liu Xiaoli almost didn't fall over from the smell and quickly took two steps back, saying with disgust, "What's this smell? Did you fall into the toilet?"

"Smelly man, that's the smell. Do you still suspect that I was messing around in the office?"

"Who suspects you? I'm just advising you in the capacity of a subordinate not to do anything that would damage the company's atmosphere. This is also for the sake of the company and your reputation. I'm the head of the public relations department, and it's also my duty to maintain your good reputation."

"That's well said! Only you in this company dare to control me."

Link grabbed the peach-shaped protrusion of her pencil skirt. Liu Xiaoli was not someone to be easily bullied, and also slapped him on the back, scolding him for being 'incorrigibly lecherous'.

No mistake, one head, one hair, one inside, one tolerance, one in, one look!

"What is this?"

Link pointed to the folder on the table.

"Work."

Liu Xiaoli pulled out a chair and sat opposite the desk, "In the past few weeks, there have been several homicides in North America, and the victims were mostly homeless people, streetwalkers, and junkies.

Originally, these cases had nothing to do with us, but many tabloids claimed that the killers in these cases were all fans of 'Seven', that they were imitating John Doe's killings, and that 'Seven' was inciting murder. Many mainstream media outlets reprinted and reported on this matter, and our company also encountered a public opinion crisis.

In order to eliminate these negative news, our public relations department has been busy for many days and has also spent some money on publicity."

Link opened the folder and looked at it, and more than two million US dollars were spent on public opinion public relations. More than two million US dollars can buy a good villa in Los Angeles.

"Was it Michael Ovitz who did it?"

"Not sure. Guess Pictures is now the most profitable company in Hollywood, and there are too many forces that are hostile to us. It's difficult to find out exactly who it is."

"Even if it wasn't Michael Ovitz, it was his allies. Put this account on his head first."

Link tapped the folder, and began to ponder how to fight back against Michael Ovitz and others. He couldn't just lose money himself while the opponent had nothing to do. That would make him seem too easy to bully.

"Affected by these news, our company's image has been damaged to a certain extent. I suggest continuing public relations to maintain the company's image. This is our plan."

Liu Xiaoli turned to another page.

Link looked at it. It was recommended that the company donate to multiple public welfare organizations, including women and children protection organizations, homeless aid foundations, animal protection organizations, etc., with an estimated cost of 1.2 million US dollars.

Through these charitable activities, the company's positive image can be promoted.

After Link read it, he crossed out the homeless aid, environmental protection, and other projects, leaving only women's and children's organizations and funds for treating children's diseases, and added the China Hope Project, the China Red Cross, etc.

"I'm preparing to establish a charitable foundation to be responsible for all charitable donation activities under my name. The main direction of future donations will be in China, including building schools, helping out-of-school children return to school, and assisting poor and disabled children, etc. What do you think?"

"Great! I support you."

Liu Xiaoli looked at him with bright eyes and a smile on her lips.

"If you're interested, you can work part-time at the foundation and we can do charity together."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Liu Xiaoli blinked her beautiful peach blossom eyes and asked half-seriously and half-jokingly, "You like children so much, why don't you have one yourself?"

"How can I have one myself? Why don't you have one for me?" Link said with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Liu Xiaoli glared at him, her cheeks flushed, like rouge on a bride's cheeks.

"I'm serious, Sister Xiaoli, how about having a few for me in the future?"

Link smiled as he held Liu Xiaoli's fair and tender fingers.

Liu Xiaoli's cheeks turned even redder. She got up, took the folder and walked out, "If you weren't so lecherous, I would consider it."

"Okay, let's have ten."

Click! Liu Xiaoli stumbled on her high heels and almost fell to the ground.

She stabilized herself, turned her head and glared at him shyly and angrily, and walked away with the folder clicking.