Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 365 - 348 Love As You Wish

"Yes, Father, I have considered it."

In a luxurious office in Los Angeles, Little Bronfman held the receiver and earnestly answered.

He had his own way of dealing with the chairman of the World Federation of Jews.

Otherwise, with the inherent disadvantage of not being the eldest son, he would not have been chosen as the heir to take charge of the family business.

But as soon as he hung up the phone, Little Bronfman’s brow furrowed.

He massaged his temples and took a sip of coffee, then stood up and walked to the window, gazing toward Universal Studios, one of the landmark buildings in close proximity.

"Eisner, Redstone," Little Bronfman muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth turning down as he whispered the names of two media magnates.

They had actually used their seniority and Jewish identity to get in touch with his father!

"We must ensure publishing, film, television, and other media remain firmly in the hands of Jews, and there must not be a second Murdoch of News Group!"

"Although Wang doesn’t have a stronghold in Australia or the vast Commonwealth countries, he has the internet and a group of writers as a foundation, which also has potential that cannot be underestimated."

This was the warning the two tycoons conveyed to him through his father.

"Heh," Little Bronfman scoffed with disdain, "Now they remember we are all Jews?"

Yet when he had just taken charge of Universal, how did Disney and Viacom behave!

Especially when he had just sold the DuPont shares to raise funds, they were met with a sharp increase.

At that time, all kinds of media under these two groups had crazily labeled him "the unlucky one" and "the unqualified heir."

And now?

Even John Dupont, an insufferably arrogant fellow, had called to say he had made a good deal.

It seemed more like he was praising the best-selling author, suggesting that Universal should adapt "Extreme Heavenly Demon" into a film, expressing great interest in making a cameo himself.

That peculiar proposal was indeed quite bizarre.

But it no doubt indicated that the "old money" had recognized his previous business moves.

If he now cut ties with the websites, how would the media view it, and would the mockery return once again?

"Therefore, even if I don’t want to collaborate, I can’t announce it publicly now!" Little Bronfman weighed his options and made his decision, "Everything will have to wait until after ’Cutthroat Island’ is successful. Only then will the negotiations end."

"By then, the public will know that this traditional media titan’s resurgence is entirely under my leadership."

Universal is neither Eisner’s nor Redstone’s nor best-selling author Wang Jian’s—it’s mine, Little Bronfman’s!

Of course, making this decision was not just a matter of pride.

As an up-and-coming media mogul and rich second generation, he was also qualified to know about the existence of the "Media Restriction Bill."

However, unlike Disney and Viacom, Little Bronfman had his sights set on the record industry he had long coveted.

"To announce the severance from the website cooperation now would further raise financing costs."

"When Universal releases a new box office hit, it will prove the profitability, and the website will be unnecessary!"

Little Bronfman closed his eyes, full of ambition, envisioning Universal becoming a super media group spanning film and music under his leadership.

And he would replace Redstone, Eisner, Murdoch, and others to become the true king of media in the Western World!

"The title of the most successful heir to an old money family will definitely be mine!" declared the rich second generation with confidence.

However, unlike Little Bronfman’s full throttle ambition, Chen Shijun regretted his previous ambition immensely.

He had initially come to the studio with the intention of collecting some laughable bloopers as preparation for later actions.

But a few hours later, Chen Shijun realized he had probably been tricked by his boss, Wang Jian!

This TV series was very different from what he had seen before in Hollywood.

Most of those dramas consisted mainly of effective scenes, with a small portion of outtakes.

But with this TV series, it was the complete opposite.

There was no need to go out of the way to find bloopers; they were happening in real-time.

As for effective scenes, there were perhaps only a dozen or so produced in a day.

"Fortunately, as an important supporting actor, Mr. Ganni Versace had just as much experience in front of the flashing cameras as Hollywood’s big-name stars,"

The director, hinting in various roundabout ways, suggested that the fashion mogul was playing himself and could consider the filming as a documentary with a script.

Only then did the role, which had a considerable part, finally start getting into the groove.

But no sooner had one problem been solved than another cropped up.

"These supermodels, they’re just too good at stealing the spotlight!" Chen Shijun said in agony, rubbing his forehead.

After the director’s several reminders had no effect, he had no choice but to turn to the executive producer—himself.

It was said that in such cases, according to custom, it was possible to breach the contract and replace some actors.

After all, they were just supporting roles with not much screentime, and wouldn’t have a significant impact on the quality of the TV series.

However... terminating contracts was something the producer had to discuss with the actors.

With a bit of a nerd attribute, Chen Shijun’s interactions with girls could be counted on one hand since childhood.

And talking to Victoria’s Secret supermodels, the likes of cheerleader-level beauties, was something he had never done.

He was just about to discuss firing a supermodel when her expression suddenly turned tearful.

As a programmer, where had Chen Shijun ever seen something like this?

So, he hastened to awkwardly comfort the beautiful girl and pushed the idea of firing her to the back of his mind.

"I must not go soft this time!" Chen Shijun encouraged himself inwardly, "For the sake of my entrepreneurial dream."

At that moment, another blonde long-legged supermodel walked in, looking pitifully at Chen Shijun with red, teary eyes.

"They say he’s easy to deal with and doesn’t even need much of a concession.

"Not like that best-selling author, we could be in our underwear and he wouldn’t glance our way, his eyes only for Gisele Bundchen."

The Victoria’s Secret Angel thought about the chitchat with her sisters, managing her expressions.

"Mr. Chen, I know I lack experience, and I’ve made some mistakes during filming,"

"But, being a part of a TV drama has always been my dream."

"My grandmother in Heaven has been looking forward to this moment too."

Your grandmother in Heaven?

What a joke!

Chen Shijun clenched his teeth, about to pull out the termination agreement.

But when he looked up and saw the girl sobbing softly, with tears that couldn’t be stopped, he was unable to take the next step.

"Chen, how is it?" The director soon came to ask the result, "How many did you fire?"

Not a single one...

Chen Shijun tried to make himself look more authoritative, "I think, we should give them another chance."

Hmm?

The director paused, looking at the associate producer with a scrutinizing gaze.

Chen Shijun avoided the director’s gaze and pushed open the office door on his own, walking into the photography studio.

Then, he discovered that the girls who had been so fragile just moments ago were now having a great time...

Shit!

He turned his head to the director, "Let’s speed up the filming. Don’t be too strict with the less important scenes."

Wang, if you don’t answer my calls, don’t blame me for making a mess.

"Anyway, working on the website has been more enjoyable... and five years shouldn’t be too hard to endure!"

Compared to dealing with these girls, code was downright friendly.

"I really want to go back to the wangwen.com office building in Flushing!" Chen Shijun looked into the distance, almost in tears.

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