Exploiting Hollywood 1980

"You two?" Matt Dillon, like everyone else, saw the entire process of the exchange of glances between the two.

"Yes."

Ronald's mind was spinning rapidly. It was obviously unwise to deny that the two of them had a "history" of unknown content. It would also cause others to seek out more gossip. He didn't want to leave a scene of jealousy in Jane Fonda's house.

Besides, he no longer has any contact with Meg Tilly, the bsp;Doll, so it would be unfair to cause trouble. Now he even regrets coming to this party. Finalizing the script contract with one of the eight major studios a day early is the top priority now.

What if I were being introduced to party guests as the screenwriter of Jane Fonda's next movie?

But before signing, anything can happen. Ovitz also specifically asked not to tell anyone about Jane Fonda's agreement to star. He would then take him to various studios to discuss film projects.

"Well, that's it." Ronald soon found the focus of the story he should tell, and said to Ti Lung: "I was helping with the casting of the famous crew, and in the end one of the heroines chose another girl. She Lost."

"Oh, this is not good. She is now Zinnemann's official girlfriend. If she wants to target you, you will be in trouble. Zinnemann has a wide range of contacts in the industry and has a good relationship with the boss of Disney."

Ronald didn't expect to meet Meg Tilly here at all. It seemed that she was far better than she was in New York and was already able to attend Jane Fonda's parties. Her new boyfriend, Tim Zinnemann, looks much older than her. Maybe Meg, who has been without a father since she was a child, feels safe when meeting such a man?

Of course, Zinnemann does have many more resources than he does. He is the son of a great director and a close friend of Disney's son-in-law. Ronald has a bit of a taste. Some people are born with a starting point much higher than themselves.

Hollywood is a vanity fair.

Ronald had often heard people say this before, but he never understood it as profoundly as he did today. Ronald felt a little disappointed. It had nothing to do with love, but he didn't like losing in competition.

Primate male creatures always compete when they get together, and rank up the ladder of power based on the results of competition. Career, money, love, and the opposite sex are all the spoils of this kind of competition from a certain unemotional scientific analysis point of view.

Ronald doesn't like to fail in his areas of expertise.

He drank the cocktail in his glass and replied to Ti Lung, "You may have misunderstood. There are four male, four female and eight protagonists in that play. That role can only be regarded as a quarter of the heroine. And he has not yet Blocking my energy in Hollywood.”

"A group scene, huh?" Ti Lung is actually a big boy under the age of 18. Hearing the last passionate declaration, he inexplicably wanted to show his status in front of Jane Fonda's "Queen Screenwriter", "Tell It’s your secret, don’t tell anyone else.”

"Your secrets are safe with me."

"Zinnemann is seeking the rights to a best-selling adaptation in which he will make me the hero and Meg the heroine."

Ronald looked back at Tillon. Someone would tailor a movie for him at such a young age? Thinking that the studio is Disney, "Is it Youth? Which one is it?"

"I can't say this yet, but I can give you a hint," Dillon said. "We saw him when we were kids." He made a motion to comb his hair back.

"When we were kids? I don't remember." Ronald and America were teenagers and had no common memories. So based on the action of combing my hair, I randomly guessed, "Grease?"

"Yeah, yes, it's the new book written by the author who wrote about the Greasers."

Dillon seemed to have misheard the name Ronald said, but who cares, if he continues, the secret will be revealed.

"Well, I'll go to the bookstore and look for it myself."

The party was getting better. Meg Tilly was holding Zinnemann's arm and talking to the two movie stars. This place undoubtedly became a focus of the party. All the guests wanted to be as close as possible to this focus, except Ronald.

And Matt Dillon. He seems to be born to be the focus of the crowd. If there is another focus, Dillon will either join in and steal the spotlight, or he will not participate.

Warren Beatty, along with Jack Nicholson, was the center of any Hollywood party, and Dillon chatted casually with Ronald.

"So what are you working on now? Jane's new movie?"

"The script has been completed. If it hadn't been for the strike, I should have gone to the 'Endless Love' crew as the first assistant director."

"Who will play Jed? You have to tell me."

Well, the young star actor is also a reader of "Endless Love."

"I don't know, the producers are still negotiating. It could be Brooke Shields, or it could be an unknown new actor."

"Oh, Po Ji is indeed very suitable." Dillon stopped talking. After a while, he asked, "Is this movie shot in New York? When I go back, I can go visit the team."

"I won't be involved. The director has hired his old partner to be the first assistant director." Ronald replied, "What, are you from New York too?"

"Of course, why, can't you hear my accent? It seems that my line training recently has been very fruitful."

The two were chatting casually, and a girl outside the crowd at Meg Tilly's place suddenly made a loud noise.

"Chris! What did you promise me?" The girl threw her hand and took the two wine glasses on the table next to her, which shattered to the ground with a crash.

The focus of the whole audience was on her, and even the two movie kings stopped talking to Meg.

Christopher Atkins, a blond actor famous for "The Blue Lagoon", pulled the girl out of the crowd, turned around and smiled at everyone, "Sorry, it's a little misunderstanding."

The girl was still struggling, "Hey, you said you could take me to Hollywood to find opportunities, so I flew to Los Angeles with you."

Hollywood is a place of fame and fortune, and competition is everywhere. Sometimes you can't avoid it just by wanting to.

Ronald stepped forward quickly, grabbed Atkins' hand, and broke it off the girl's arm. He took the opportunity to block between the girl and Christopher Atkins. This actor with golden curly hair was slightly shorter than him, and he drank a lot. If there was a conflict, he could subdue him.

"Don't drink too much, Chris. There are some broken glass here. Wait for the waiter to clean it up."

Atkins is now popular. He got rid of the girl's entanglement and raised his hands to show his innocence. "I didn't do anything to her. She asked me to introduce the producer to her." Then he brushed his hair casually and started chatting with other beauties.

"Hello, Miss Lane. I am the producer." Tim Zinneman recognized the girl as Diane Lane, who is known as the new generation of Grace Kelly. He stepped forward and handed over his business card.

"Sorry, Diane is still a minor. You can contact his father." Ronald fended off Zinneman.

"No, I have announced in the newspaper that I am independent from my father's guardianship. I can find an agent to sign a contract myself."

Ronald turned his head and looked at Diane Lane, who was kicking his eyes. "Why are you in Los Angeles? Does Bert know?"

"It's your business?" Diane whispered a little.

"Yeah, who are you to him? Can you represent Miss Lane's wishes?" Zinnemann smiled. If he could coax Diane Lane and sign a few film contracts at a low price, it would be a great advantage. After all, this girl has been on the cover of Time magazine and has some box office appeal.

"I am a friend of his father Bert, a movie screenwriter. If you want to sign Diane, why don't we call Bert together." Ronald replied.

"Screenwriter, hahaha." Zinnemann laughed.

"There is a widely circulated joke in Hollywood. There is an actress who is stupid and slept with a screenwriter."

Everyone laughed at once. Most of the people who came to the party were stars, actors, agents, and beautiful girls who were brought in by them to find opportunities. Everyone knew the meaning behind this joke.

To enter the entertainment industry, the shortest shortcut is to sleep with a few powerful people and be arranged to play a small role in the crew. And on the ladder of power, there are directors, producers, and male leading actors, but no screenwriters.

Ronald was furious. This Zinnemann was making fun of him in order to take advantage of an ignorant girl like Diane. His purpose was nothing more than to arouse Diane Lane's rebellious psychology. As long as Diane could get away from Ronald's influence, he would have a chance to slowly convince her.

"No, Ronald is not only a screenwriter, he is also a director." Diane Lane said.

Everyone looked at him and didn't believe that Ronald could be a director at such a young age. They had never heard of any powerful person's son named Ronald who wanted to be a director.

"It's an advertising director." Diane added.

Everyone laughed again. In Hollywood, advertising directors are really not enough.

At this time, the host and hostess who heard the laughter came over. Jane Fonda saw Ronald standing in the middle of the circle, opposing Zinnemann, and there was a girl behind him. She thought the two had a conflict because of competing for attention.

He quickly walked to the middle, "Ronald, this is Mr. Tim Zinnemann, he is a very famous producer in Hollywood and the son of the respected director Fred."

"Tim, this is Ronald, a very promising screenwriter."

"Very promising, which means there is still a lot of room for improvement?" Zinnemann said sarcastically, picked up the wine glass and walked away with Meg Tilly. With Jane Fonda here, it is unlikely that he can coax Diane Lane to sign a film contract.

Ronald let out a long breath, put down his guarded palm, and said to Jane Fonda, "Jane, I'm sorry to break a few cups. This is Diane Lane, who is called the new generation of Grace Kelly. I don't need to introduce this one."

"Ms. Jane Fonda." Diane was very happy to meet the hostess, and stepped forward to hug Jane Fonda and say hello.

"Jane, can we borrow your phone? I have a long-distance call to New York." Ronald looked at the excited expression on Diane's face, and after consideration, he asked the hostess to borrow the phone to call Bert. The poor big head might not know where his daughter went.