Hollywood Rhapsody

"Now that the company's major issues are finished, let's talk about your private affairs! No, in fact, this is not a private matter." Michael turned his head and gave instructions to his assistant. Soon, the news reports in recent days even Including screenshots of the web pages were sorted out and sent to the conference table.

"Wow, what a familiar rhythm, every time there is trouble with the news, you will sort out such a pile of... um... things... throw it in front of me, let me see..." Sarah said to herself Shaking her head, she had obviously thought that there would be something terrible waiting for her to read one by one.

And before she finished sighing, Michael had already answered the conversation: "Yes, let me show you what good things you have done-these are two posts you and Leon posted on social networks before returning to China. This was originally planned. It was a warm-up to welcome your comeback, and the effect is really gratifying. Fans who have been waiting for you for a month can't wait to celebrate with fireworks and line up at the airport to pick you up. You can see the box office statistics on the next page. This is amazing. With the two of you 'voiced', the box office of "Mr. and Mrs. Smith" increased by a full 15 percent."

"That's right, Leon and I are proud of this popularity and appeal. Of course, we should praise our dear movie fans. I really love them to death. They are all good!" Sarah looked at the statistics, and the corners of her mouth curled up. I couldn't help but recall that this was the happiest smile she showed when she walked into this meeting room today, not because of the extra dollars she earned, but because of the fans who supported her and loved her.

"Yeah, they're all good guys, and now they're jittery, terrified by two bad pieces of news." Michael flipped through a copy of the newspaper clipping, "Honey, look, while your plane is still at 3 feet When we were above the sky, the news of the escape of the wanted criminal had already appeared on major media websites, because the news could not be confirmed. I am glad that the paper media did not report it in the first place. But it is enough to scare the children who like you .”

"Yes, they must be worried about me. What's worse, the newspaper reports are only one day late." At this time, Sarah had already turned to the next few pages of newspaper clippings in advance. As she expected, whether it was "Los Angeles The Times, The New York Times, USA Today, and The Hollywood Reporter were not absent. The three gunshots in Beverly Hills were the prologue to a nightmare. The fancy headlines published in response to the case of "senior paparazzi brutally mutilated" are enough to make people creepy.

"This is the statistics of online users' comments in the past 24 hours. Thank you for building a powerful online army, so that we can understand the true attitude of movie fans and ordinary people towards this incident in the first place." Michael pointed to the file with his finger , indicating Sarah to go to the last page.

The comments and replies from netizens can be described as varied——

Fans who love Sarah naturally feel sorry for their goddess, such as "Is Sarah injured?", "Is the injury serious?", "Sarah is not afraid, we will protect you!" It also touched Sarah's heart softly;

And things like "Even if Sarah didn't do it, she is guilty!", "Carlos, the paparazzi king, died because of her anyway!", "Sarah, why wasn't you the one who was chopped up?" Although there are not many malicious comments, they are still very frustrating to see;

Of course, there is also a type of pure passerby's message, they only care about "Is the news true?", "It's actually true! A perverted murderer escaped from prison? I really want to know how he escaped!" , "I'm so scared. Be careful when you go out at night. I don't want to become pieces of meat scattered in the trash can the next day"...

Looking at the nearly 24-hour comment statistics, the only good news is that 75% of the people care about Sarah. Will the remaining 25% have a bad impact on Sarah's public image?Especially the 17% of the "Sarah Guilty faction" feel that the proportion is a bit inflated. At this moment, Sarah couldn't help but touch her heart and reflect: "Are there so many people who hate me? If there is no Traces of artificial promotion, then I should really spend my time maintaining my public image! Poorly, there is a third or even fourth pervert who wants my life lurking in the 17% of the 'Miesha Party'! "

This is really... Sarah withdrew her bad associations, glanced down at her watch, and decided not to make too much of it, but to start the next part of her schedule.

"Michael, if you are free, let's chat on the road! Do we need crisis public relations now? OK! Who can tell me, where is my dear public relations manager?" Sarah simply packed a stack of newspaper clippings Putting into the handbag and standing up, she originally thought that Michael would be able to end the battle with a few words, but looking at the carefully prepared documents, she knew that the most competent babysitter in Hollywood was going to have a "long talk" with her!

"It's okay. I'm also worried about little Noah. The trip to the psychological clinic is enough for us to have a good chat." Michael readily agreed, and kindly rubbed the top of little Noah's hair.

"Wait... I almost forgot!" Sarah took her son's little hand, then suddenly turned around, grinning with a particularly sweet smile, "Dear partners, today's meeting made me realize a problem, Starlight It's not the small boat it used to be, whether or not Pixar joins our family, Starlight needs a more dedicated helm, and I..."

Sarah tapped her finger on the tip of her nose, and blinked playfully: "I enjoy the pleasure of interpreting different lives in front of the camera, so I plan to be a chairman who counts money leisurely in the future, completely delegating authority." Give it to the president and CEO, and you can assign the duties yourself."

"What? What are you talking about?" The topic changed too quickly, and everyone frowned in astonishment at this moment. Their brains were very shrewd, but even if they understood Sarah's meaning, they couldn't Still can't figure out that when the big ship Starlight was just built, their captain Sarah was ready to pick things up?This seems to be very different from the shrewd woman who was in control of everything in the past.

"As far as I know, you have no filming plans in the near future, until Leonardo returns from South Africa after filming "Blood Diamond", you will have a very long vacation, a long, long, long vacation Vacation!" Harvey deliberately emphasized the length of Sarah's upcoming vacation, which definitely made all busy people drool with envy, but who would dare to take a vacation during the busiest and most critical development period of the company?That is a sinner with the same hatred!

"Yes, I originally set aside this period of time for the running-in period of the new group, but now, I think it is more important for me to be a competent mother, to get rid of the shadow of the perverted broken-corpse maniac, and to guarantee Your own physical and mental health is also very important, don’t you think so?” Sarah blinked pitifully, “Oh, dear partners, dear gentlemen, don’t you have the heart to let me, who is weak, be scared all day long? , but also to carry the banner of provoking Disney? No, no, this is too inhumane, besides, the wind and waves are too big, and the hull is too new. Haven’t you heard that women at the helm can capsize easily?”

"My God, what are you talking about?" Michael shook his head and laughed, "Have you secretly dated Johnny Depp recently? Or did you secretly accept the script of "Pirates of the Caribbean"?"

Ian also lowered his head and coughed softly after hearing this, trying to suppress the urge to laugh. The eyes of several people exchanged quickly, knowing that they were probably "revenge" by Sarah!Since a project as big as Pixar can be kept from her, I believe other things can be done without her!This woman is warning them?Or are you really planning to be a hands-off shopkeeper?This moment seems to be a replica of the previous moment, except that it is no longer Sarah who is facing the "crisis" in her heart.

Unfortunately, before the foxes figured out what Sarah, the largest shareholder, was thinking, Sarah had already leisurely walked out of the meeting room holding her son's hand.

"Really? Are you serious about what you said just now?" Michael leaned against the corner of the elevator, a little curious and cautious when he asked this question.

"What? Do I seem to be joking?" Sarah raised her eyebrows, but she was looking forward to Michael's reaction, "You once stood at the pinnacle of Disney, what kind of experience was that? Although Starlight is not comparable to Disney, it is still possible. Let you have a good time, right?"

"Why?" Michael just ignored Sarah's joke, and still asked persistently, "Don't talk to me about 'a woman at the helm is easy to capsize'. Is it because the Pixar project didn't discuss with you? No, definitely It's not just for this reason, I know that you are not the kind of foolish girl who willfully and mischievously."

"Don't say that, I'm really sorry, why can't I be willful? I'm only 24 years old!" Sarah hooked little Noah's finger and asked with a smile, "My dear son, can mother be willful?"

"Hmm..." Little Noah bit his lower lip and seemed to think seriously before nodding his head, "Of course, Uncle Ian said that women are willful creatures, and a man should spoil the woman he loves. I love my mother, so I want to spoil my mother, of course my mother can be willful."

"..." Sarah didn't expect to hear such remarks, and the corners of her mouth twitched while suppressing a smile, "This Ian taught my son all kinds of messes!"

Leonardo on the side took a deep look at little Noah, and in the next second he had put his arms around Sarah's waist, and smacked on his fiancee's lips: "Ian said nothing wrong, I love you, So I want to pamper you for the rest of my life, of course you can be willful, you can mess around, and you can make any decision based on your mood."

"Oh, my Leon..." The playfulness on Sarah's face suddenly turned into sweetness. Showing love at the slightest disagreement is really a good habit worthy of praise!

"God... someone help me..." Michael turned his face to the corner of the elevator, and decided to pretend that he was blind before leaving the pink elevator, and the topic of "Sarah was going to be passive and sabotage" was naturally shelved.

But there are some important matters that cannot be delayed any longer. After getting into the car bound for the psychological clinic, Sarah logged into her personal homepage at the first time, and saw the concerned messages from fans. The person reported that he was safe: "That guy Dawn should update me a status immediately. Didn't he take some pictures of me holding little Noah at the hotel last night? Why didn't they post them?"

"Because the news of the dismemberment case came too suddenly, and Dawn found that several media reports were clearly leading readers in a bad direction, remember? The headline used by the Hollywood Reporter--'Warning: Following the shooting Dangerous! Famous paparazzi being mutilated' Doesn't that sound cool?" Michael turned out the previous clippings, which were different from what Janet had seen on the computer before, and after a few hours there were obviously a lot more comments below, and Michael asked his assistant to extract the representative comments.

"It's still a familiar rhythm, it's still a familiar feeling, even this disgusting person's face is a familiar taste. Someone is slandering me? On the first day after I return from a month away, you can't wait to start a war?" Sarah looked. Looking at those comments that obviously look like the navy of later generations, I laughed instead of anger. Who is so smart and has learned to use the Internet trolls to guide public opinion?

"Honey, welcome back to Hollywood!" Michael said noncommittally, and even said this rather embarrassingly.

"In Hollywood, huh, when is the world's most exciting stage where there is no good show?" Leonardo also leaned over to take a look at the newspaper clippings, and kissed Sarah on the cheek by the way, jokingly said, "Darling , such a big thing happened, if no one hacks you, I will worry about your career instead."

"But who will let The Hollywood Reporter play the role? I haven't snatched anyone's role recently, and now the awards season is very early in the new year. There shouldn't be a competitor who is so impatient, right? Besides, well-informed colleagues should know that I am on vacation, and this year's awards season will not pose a threat to anyone." Sarah really didn't guess the identity of the other party, and quickly went through the "blacklist" in her mind. To no avail, he could only stare at Michael with a dark face, "Damn it, wouldn't it be the old tyrant Eisner? You didn't settle the matter?"

"How's that for a deal? Is it a deal for poaching Harvey Weinstein while letting him lose the board of directors? Is it a deal for sniping their animation box office? Is it a deal for targeting their partners and continuing to poach them?" Michael smiled a little smugly, obviously satisfied that he could have such a powerful revenge on his old club, and even eager to continue, "If Eisner really did it, how are you going to fight back?"

"Heh, then we are bound to get the piece of Pixar meat!" Sarah stretched a little in the car, curled her lips, and said to Michael clearly, "You think I don't know the goals of you and Harvey?" The road to starlight is still very long, but Rome was not built in a day, and Mount Everest was definitely not climbed in a day, so why worry! Are you worried that your old body will not be able to wait for the day when the stars shine?"

"My old body?" Michael's smile froze, pretending to be angry, as if he wanted to slap Sarah!

But Sarah's next sentence made all the old guy's dissatisfaction go away in an instant, and Sarah chuckled slowly and whispered: "You think, I can't guess what Pixar wants?"

"What?" Michael was immediately aroused, and his body couldn't help leaning forward slightly, "Tell me, I'm really curious."

The author has something to say: Call me Xiaoqinku!

I went to burn incense with my mother, and after my finger was injured, Dai Lin's foot was pricked by a piece of glass that came out of nowhere yesterday...

Therefore, Namo Amitabha!Good luck!

By the way, I feel sorry for my friends who are still rushing to give out red envelopes with gifts, don't cry, don't cry!Seeing a doctor Jiao Lin Gengwen!lick hair~~~