The My Hollywood System
Chapter 145

Will was sipping a cup of tea, with his legs folded elegantly as his other hand held the tablet where various articles were displayed.

At this point, Will can tell that he is slowly starting to get addicted to the taste of tea. It always keeps it fresh under any circumstances.

'Maybe the brit inside me is stronger than the American side.'

Will chuckled to himself after thinking that.

Knock

"Lake in."

As soon as he heard that knock, Will immediately gave permission to enter. A burly old man with a somewhat messy appearance yet sharp eyes entered his office.

Will immediately unfolded his legs and stood up, so as not to impress rudely on the guest. However, for Will, James was still one of Hollywood's best directors in his previous life.

"Welcome, Mr. Cameron. I've been anticipating your arrival. ”

James' expression looked somewhat irritated and there were eye bags under his eyes. He looks more like a panda than a human.

"Yes okay. If you're done with the niceties, let's get down to business. ”

james said annoyedly. He already hates the attitude of those in Hollywood who spill sugar from their words but hold a knife instead of a tongue in their mouth.

And this young boy, who had not even hatched from his eggs, tried to make small talk. James's frustration lies more in the fact that Will has asked him to come to his office than to personally come see him when he is the one requesting the meeting himself.

Will just smiled looking at James's behavior regardless of him.

“I read the script of [The Terminator] and I have to say that I was very impressed. I am very happy with this work and will be very happy to get the film under Dream Vision.” investment

will said frankly. Since James didn't want to speak indirectly, Will would be happy to obey.

James looked at Will with skepticism. He was very unsure about all the current developments. And if it wasn't for the fact that Will had established himself in Hollywood and had no shortage of movie ideas, James would have thought that Will was trying to steal his project.

Even today, his thoughts lie along the lines of Will trying to trick him or tie him to a deal where he will control most of the film.

“Is this related to June? I heard she's your boyfriend. Are you investing in a project because of him?

James asked, his tone obviously rough and it would sound rude to most listeners.

Will shook his head.

“No. It has nothing to do with June. It's about the movie itself. I think [The Terminator] has a lot of potential and will be a big hit. I want to be part of his success. I am very sure of the story. If my gut is right, this movie will make a lot of money. Believe me, I will get a very different marketing for this movie depending on the final product.”

Will is telling the truth. Forget the box office. Just taking the potential of the story alone, there is a greater chance of it being a hit rather than a failure. Since the first Terminator came out in the 1980s, there will be a huge technological difference between the original terminator and the terminator of this world, with the last world terminator better than the first in many aspects, includes graphics and VFX.

The way Will explained it, James almost trusted him before turning back on his guard.

“Let me straighten something first. I will not let anyone get involved in the direction or the story. Everything will work in my opinion.”

James returned to his point bluntly. He actually risked everything for the film and did not want a third party to suddenly join in and ruin it with their involvement. If he was going to accept Will's investment, it was only on the condition that no one was involved in his story or direction.

Will chuckled at the face of James who heard him. He was well aware of James's nature. Even in Will's previous world, James was famous for not getting along with most directors. His antics were not something that just anyone could handle.

Even Will is offended by his unnecessary hostility, but Will wants [The Terminator] to be a part of Dream Vision Studios, and therefore he promised himself in his mind that he would hang on with the old man a little longer.

***

Tap Tap Tap Tap

Will continued to move his hand from the keyboard key to the mouse. He is currently sitting in front of his computer and is editing some parts of the film itself. Since the laptop could not handle such editing burden, he used the computer in his bedroom to do the job.

After a while, Will limped back into his chair with his head dangling backwards.

Her hair also fell backwards, revealing her wide forehead. He wore computer glasses on the back that put his tired, tightly closed eyes.

Sighs

Will sighed as he took out his glasses and rubbed his forehead, still in the same position.

A trace of dissatisfaction was seen on her face as she suddenly became sad again and wildly ruffled her hair.

“What I missed..” murmured slowly. He felt that something was wrong in the film, but could not pinpoint exactly what it was.

After some difficulties, he decided that maybe it had something to do with editing, so he double-checked everything himself. But there seems to be nothing wrong with the editing, but the feeling of something lacking in the film remains.

After hours of struggle, something finally appeared in his mind.

Thinking back on the first iron man movie, he remembered what made the film so special not just the entire film, but also the final credits scene as the film was about to end.

She only wore three quarters under her waist and was completely naked instead as she picked up her phone and dialed Amanda's contact number.

After ringing, Amanda picked up the call.

"Hello, Manda?"

- Yes, Will? What makes you call so late at night? Everything all right?

“Yes, everything is fine. How's Charlie's selection match going? Did it go well?”

The happy Amanda replied in a cheerful voice.

- Yeah! It went well and he has been selected as team captain too! But don't tell me you called so late at night just to ask about Charlie's selection match. What's problem?

“Ahaha, okay. Call Ethan's agent and let him know that we're going to need Ethan for some unfinished shooting. We need to re-record some scenes. Ah, and also, try to find a good game development company and contact them. I need all of this done as early as possible. ”

- Good. Understood, now sleep and let me sleep as well. I will do my first job in the morning.

Even though Amanda had a lot of questions, she knew better than to say them. He is well aware that his questions will be answered soon, with Will's actions, not his mouth.

"Okay, thank you! I can't ask Alexia for this because of the contract clause, and you have to know I trust you more with things like that. Alexia herself is busy with my other work.”

yes, yes, I know. There's no goodnight.

"Good night."

According to the secretary's contract clause, the employer can't ask the secretary for help after his stipulated term, and Will isn't too close to Alexia to ignore that clause. In addition, she treats Amanda more as her first secretary than Alexia.

After putting his phone on the table, Will jumped into bed and slept in the same posture as when he jumped. Since June was out of town for commercials, she had the whole bed to herself.

***

Roseline Bar, East Road, Los Angeles.

Inside the dimly lit but colourful bar, Los Angeles nightlife is highly visible.

Young and old come and go, dance and drink like there is no tomorrow. On one hand, there was a counter where the bartender continued to present shot after shot of various types of alcohol to the middle-aged man who had been drinking for the past hour.

The bartender, Judy, was an old man who basically worked in this bar all his life. Recently, the man in front of her had become a regular customer at the bar, and had always been a lot of drunk.

"What's going on? You've been coming here a lot recently. Is this a farewell? Crying because of a breakup? Or did your wife leave you for another man? Being sad about such things at this age is not good. You look like my little brother now, and trust me he is a pathetic man.”

The old bartender said and the man could not help but raise his head. With drunken eyes and a tone of nonsense, he muttered a word.

"Have you?"

“Is...He is now behind bars after trying to kill his own wife. I worry about their pet dog, who should feed him these days? ”

The bartender said as laughter came out of the drunk man.

“No, I'm not as pathetic as him. I just faced a huge loss in business because of someone. ”

As he said that, the TV in a private room separate from the bar showed photos of Will Evan and reported that the latest film Dream Vision [1917] finally surpassed $100 million at the box office.

“Ah, how life changes so quickly.”

The bartender said in an emotional tone while glancing at the TV.

"What do you mean, old man?"

The drunk man asked.

“No, this Will kid used to be my neighbor and lived in a rented apartment in a nearby building complex. Now look at his life. He got it well. But I have to give it to him. He worked very hard to get where he is today. If I had a child like that, life would be much easier.”

The drunk man looked a little surprised when he heard that.

"Thul? What else do you know about Will Evans?”

“Why did you ask?”

The old man asked curiously.

“Nothing, he's just someone I admire. I want to meet him someday.”

The old man nodded his head in satisfaction. After all, there was no reason not to admire someone like Will. What he failed to notice was the unpleasant smile of the drunk man.

The drunk is none other than the CEO of MCA, Matthew Collins.