Chapter 692 ? The Movie of Self-Abandonment

Arriving in Washington, a group of people first visited the location of the Washington branch of the Inner City Broadcasting Company according to the public schedule. His home is the most profitable station of the Inner City Broadcasting Company. Blood transfusions subsidize other loss-making businesses within the company.

But at the same time, they, who are proud of being in the political center of the United States, do not support accepting capital injections from young singers. Song Ya led people to have an unpleasant meeting, and then planned to part ways quietly in the parking lot. Sloan took Ellie Sia went to Capitol Hill to meet Underwood, and he himself went to BET's headquarters in Washington to attract the attention of reporters.

"When I came here, I was at the entrance of the radio station. There was a big shot among the reporters interviewing you. Have you noticed?"

Before leaving, Ms. Sloan said while thinking.

"A big shot among journalists? Sorry, I don't know much about this business." Song Ya looked at her blankly.

"Don't understand? Don't you and Zoe Barnes, a political reporter for the Chicago Tribune, always cooperate with each other?" Sloan asked.

"Except for Zoe Barnes. We've known each other for a long time, and he's been working together since he was covering life news."

Song Ya also had to hide it from her political adviser, "Let's go back to your question just now, what's wrong?"

"The person who asked you about the Vick case just now is the deputy of the New York Times White House reporter." Sloan said, "We have to be vigilant that the case will be paid attention to by the media and journalists of this level."

The New York Times is almost the most authoritative paper media in the United States, with great influence. The reporters stationed in the White House are generally one of the few people who have the greatest say in the political content of the media. Song Ya frowned, "I remembered, the New York Times I once wanted to do a Sinaloa feature, and tried to interview Lowry Jr. who was still alive at the time."

"Be careful." Alicia also became nervous.

Song Ya looked at Sloan, "Is there any way to influence..."

"Influencing the New York Times? It's hard..." Sloan shook his head, "They won't become authoritative media if they are so easily influenced, but..."

"But what?" Song Ya asked.

Sloan glanced at Alicia.

"Uh... let's talk." Alicia walked away a little embarrassed.

"Someone in Los Angeles has a huge influence on the New York Times, and you've been working together recently," Sloan said.

"Who? Oh, I see..." Song Ya recalled, "Is Johnny Carson right?"

"Him? No..." Sloan laughed. "The talk show host couldn't help the New York Times when he was the most popular. At most, the two sides maintained a tacit understanding in some unimportant areas, not to mention that he has retired now. I mean Harvey, Harvey Weinstein."

"That old look?" Song Ya really didn't know that Harvey was so good outside of Hollywood.

"Yes, his personal lawyer is also the head of the New York Times legal department, maybe you can ask Harvey to help." Sloan suggested.

"We don't really have much friendship..."

"She likes beautiful women, everyone knows it." Sloan hinted with a wink.

"Oh! That kind of business..."

"Don't sigh, I know a lot of girls don't mind sitting on Harvey's red sofa." Sloan laughed.

Song Ya knew that this was true, "Okay, I will find an opportunity to chat with Harvey, you have broadened my horizons a lot, Ms. Sloan, thank you."

"Collect money and do things."

They got in the car and left. Song Ya soon appeared at the gate of BET headquarters, and was blocked by reporters for a while. Most of the questions this time were about the rumors of his cooperation with the inner city broadcasting company.

"We have had contact. I just came over from the inner city broadcaster Washington Radio, but it's too early to talk about all this. Sorry, sorry..."

Song Ya handled it impeccably, and went to the screening room of their newly established entertainment company under the leadership of BET's senior management.

"APLUS! Hey, I haven't seen the young man for a while."

Well-known African-American film critics Elvis Mitchell and Yeremov and the director of "How Do I Stop This" have arrived, and the script has been made into a movie,

The old man is very happy, even if it is a low-cost production, and it is definitely not on the theaters at present.

"Have you seen the 'How Do I Stop This' movie?" Elvis Mitchell asked.

"Not at all." Song Ya replied honestly.

"I feel a little rough." Elvis Mitchell took the opportunity to say: "The picture is too TV-like."

"Uh...the movie hasn't been graded yet," the young black director explained.

"Let me take a look first." Song Ya smiled and walked into the screening room under the leadership of BET Entertainment executives.

"I thought the director would be Gary Gray." Elvis Mitchell and Song Ya sat together and whispered while BET's review team drew the curtains: "His 'Friday' was released at the end of last month. When it was released, the box office is very good, and the cost of 3.5 million is expected to get a box office of more than 20 million."

He was dissatisfied with the director of the film. Yeremov once reported, "I know that Eskub has investment, he has achieved success in Hollywood again, and the box office of School Clash he participated in in January did not hit the box office." good."

Song Ya nodded. This movie was originally intended to be filmed by an old relationship with Gary Gray, but the cutting-edge black director is not worth what it used to be, and he can only use someone with less seniority, but this choice is like a gamble, and the probability of losing Mostly, the director Yeremov picked is not capable, and to be honest, Elvis Mitchell's own script foundation is not good. up.

"Yeah, Jennifer Connelly in School Clash, tsk tsk, really pretty." Elvis Mitchell repeatedly sighed.

"Her most beautiful period was in the past in the United States." Song Ya said.

"Of course, white girls look best at that time."

The two were chatting casually, and the words "A+ Film Studio" appeared on the screen in the screening room. The other cast and crew hadn't done subtitles yet, and the plot started directly.

Elvis Mitchell's screenplay is a reference to Spielberg's 'The Purple', directed by Quincy Jones, starring Whoopi Goldberg and Oprah, which was nominated for eleven Oscars, Family, Women's rights plus racial issues are basically the main theme of this type of film. After Elvis Mitchell participated in the screenwriting, he added some depictions of street violence that became popular in the 1990s.

In order to save money, most of the time in the movie is indoor scenes, and there are not many scenes. Jamie Foxx's hero is a street gangster, and Taraji plays the wife who was abused by him, and then the story revolves around her road to self-independence Expanding, a few quarrels, fighting performances and conflicts between the two are not bad, but the rest are very mediocre, the editing is also very general, and there is no post-grading... It should not be able to enter the theater.

"Feel sorry……"

When everyone watched in silence, a person came in from the dark, "How is it?" It turned out to be Johnson, the boss of BET, and he asked the person in charge of the review team.

The person in charge began to whisper to him.

"APLUS, come out to chat?" As the big boss, he didn't have time to watch the entire movie, so he called Song Ya out after hearing the report from his subordinates.

"How? Some of the post-production work of our film has not been completed, and the actual film effect will be much better than it is now."

Mosquito meat is also meat, and Song Ya sold him: "It is most suitable for this type of film to be broadcast on BET."

In fact, if no buyers are found for this type of film, many of them simply give up on themselves and do not do post-production. It can save a lot of money by stuffing them directly into the warehouse.

"I don't care much about these little things."

With BET becoming the 21st largest cable channel in Mimi, the market value of Johnson's BET stock alone has risen to 500 million meters, and his current net worth is still stable. "You know what I care about, APLUS."

"I know, I'm talking with the Inner City Broadcasting Company, but the result is hard to say. Even if I invest in that company, I don't think it can threaten your BET..."

Song Yazheng explained that his ace host Gordon appeared at the end of the corridor outside the screening room. He obviously didn't expect to meet his boss here, but he had already been seen by the two of them and couldn't shrink back, so he had to hold on Scalp stepped forward, "Mr. Johnson, APLUS, so you are all here."

"You're here to find APLUS, right?" Johnson asked with a smile, wondering if he could see that he was plotting to leave.

"Yes, I'm here to say hello and make an appointment for an interview," Gordon said.

"What aspect?" Song Ya asked cooperatively.

"Well, you have several projects in Hollywood, including this How do I...how..."

"How to end this," Johnson said.

"Yes, then you guys talk first, I'll come back later." Gordon was a little embarrassed, and was turning around to walk back, when another woman shouted angrily from the other side of the corridor, "Didn't expect that!? I'm here Got you guys!"

It was Harley's voice, and Song Yatai was familiar with it. She didn't know why she was so angry again, and subconsciously lifted her foot and slipped into the screening room.

Harley strode out angrily, followed by her agent, assistants and other people. As one of the best-developing black actresses in Hollywood, she has already had many people around her to serve her, but she used to be very Be careful never to bring them in front of you, this time seems to be a little different.

Hali, who was still wearing a leather jacket habitually, had short hair and a heroic figure, was also taken aback when she saw Song Ya, and then opened the door and entered the next door.

It turned out that I wasn't looking for myself...

Song Ya and Johnson looked at each other, and they followed.

The film next door was also being reviewed, and it was also a rough TV movie. Harley and the others grabbed a few old men, "M-Fxxk a group of European liars! Pay me for my energy, my time!" She yelled like a shrew.

"What's wrong?"

Someone opened the curtains of the room, and Song Ya saw a form that had fallen from the torn-up, with the words "Solomon and the Queen of Sheba, review and score" written on the head.

"Harry, what's the matter? Didn't you say this is an epic movie?"

Song Ya looked at the screen, what a big movie, there are dozens of people on one side of the screen, two groups of people are playing 'war' in ancient costumes with cold weapons, the film crew seems to be the same as himself, they want to make this movie with black elements Sold to BET for a TV movie.

"They lied to me! Since I cut my salary, I made this kind of bad movie that can't even be shown in theaters!" Harley yelled: "APLUS! Come help me, help me beat them hard!"

"I'm sorry, Ms. Berry, we didn't mean it. The later stage of the war scene is too expensive, and the capital chain is broken." The old man who was being swayed by her explained in substandard English.

"Enough!" Johnson couldn't stand it anymore, "Halle Berry, don't make trouble on my TV station, even if you are the most popular black female movie star!"

"Okay, okay, Harry, calm down, calm down."

Song Ya was afraid that Harley would be impulsive and offend the black media tycoon, so she ran over and hugged her, "That's right, this kind of war movie requires a lot of post-production special effects, not everyone can afford it."

Harley probably didn't recognize Johnson just now, but now she finally found out that the big boss of BET was also there, so she cleverly took advantage of the situation and calmed down, resting her head on Song Ya's shoulder and crying, "I only took this film this year, For this film, I went to Ethiopia to experience life... You know, I did a lot of preparations to be able to play the Queen of Sheba well. I almost set aside the entire year's schedule, and they lied to me that I was doing it. Post-production special effects, you want me to continue to help hype the popularity, damn it, a bunch of bastards! Liars!"

"Okay, okay, you know Hollywood is like this." Song Ya comforted her by stroking her hair.

"I chose to trust European producers just because I knew it..."

"Europe is the birthplace of movies, you idiot..."

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