Although "This Killer Not Too Cold" was scolded, the box office was very good.

If the box office is good, you will make money. In Leo's words, "You can live a good life, at least the Russian girl will be hugged whenever she wants."

When a person has money, he is confident. Victor has nothing to do, and Leo is in glory.

This guy has changed his outfits and looks so handsome that he doesn't say anything. He is so awesome when he goes out to do things and talk. He goes to a tavern to drink, so he wants the best window box.

Originally, I just drank and just drank it. Leo opened the door of the private room. When this opened, Victor saw several people in the seat opposite.

One of the faces is so familiar.

""Night Walking Killer"!? What topic? Throw it! No one wants a story about Night Walking, and he's a fucking killer! Did you see that Victor Ferro's bullshit killer made money and want to follow the trend? His killing is not too cold. You're fucking fucking. John, such a person, such a bad script, don't look for me in the future, or you can get out of the bed!" Fox was so angry that his old face turned red, and threw a script in his hand out with a snap.

Next to Fox, John Ford was sitting with him, and there was also a man in his early thirties sweating and embarrassed.

"Your script, go find Sam Warner. Warner is interested in this kind of bad movie, and they keep making trash..." Fox refused to give in.

"Mr. Fox, I've been there, I didn't agree..." The man lowered his head and smiled on his face.

"Ha! That's right! They don't like you, that's enough to show how bad your script is! You're a killer, and a ** killer, Damn! God forgive me... Listen, fool, if I invest in shooting you, 20th Century Fox will not be the one. Let's be a killer together, it's awesome, right?" Fox sneered.

"Mr. Fox, this is just my idea, I can change it..." The man was very frightened.

"God change!...God forgive me... Some scripts can be changed, some cannot, just like some men can go to the battlefield with their costumes. If you pretend to be a fake JB for the eunuch, he will be useless!" Fox said swearing and left.

Leaving John Ford and the man looked at each other.

"Fred, don't be discouraged, take your time. When I entered Hollywood, I was also a mother-in-law. I was scolded to cause trouble for eight generations of ancestors." John Ford comforted the man named Fred.

"Mr. Ford, I think I may really have no talent in this area. I am in my thirties and have accomplished nothing." The man wiped his tears.

"Don't wipe away the tears, that's what the girls do! Fred, I think you, really, I think..." John Ford poured the man a glass of wine and was about to speak when he saw Victor staring at him with a smirk.

"Victor? When did you come?" Ford was happy and walked over with the man.

The four of them sat back and poured wine.

"Fred, this is what I'm talking about to you, the director of "This Killer Not Too Cold" and the head of the legendary film company." John Ford introduced it with a full attitude.

"Mr. Ferro!? My God! It's so honor to see you. I have been studying your movies during this period. It's amazing, whether it's the technique or the meaning of the movie. I think you have completely filmed a movie I had dreamed of shooting before..." The man's eyes shone, and he could see that what he said was sincere.

This man is quite honest. Victor has a good impression of him.

"What's going on?" Victor asked.

"I really wish I could shoot the bird of Fox with one shot." John Ford was furious and said, "Fred was very good. He wrote a script. I thought it was interesting, so he introduced it to him. As a result, you saw it too." John Ford shrugged.

"What is this?" Victor looked at the man.

John Ford then realized: "I almost forgot to introduce it, Victor, this is Fred, Fred Zinerman."

"Fred Zinerman?" Victor nodded when he heard the name, then stared at the face in front of him for a long time.

Fred Zinerman, the leading director in Hollywood in the 1950s and 1960s, won four Oscars in his life and kept many films in history. In particular, "Noon", it is known as one of the best westerns in Hollywood, and has influenced countless directors in later generations. Through his hands, superstars such as Marlon Brando were able to become friends with the movie.

This is a real and awesome person.

Victor really couldn't imagine that the little slut just now was such a great man.

Looking at Victor's eyes, John Ford thought Victor was not concerned at all, so he quickly explained: "Victor, this kid is still a little talented, very good. Fred, tell me yourself."

Fred Zinerman said a little shyly, "Mr. Ferro, I was born in Vienna and learned the violin..."

"Oh! Don't mention the fucking violin, this has nothing to do with the movie, talk about the movie!" John Ford yelled.

Zinerman hurriedly said: "At the age of 18, I gave up my law studies at the University of Vienna, went to the Paris Cinematography School, studied cinematography, and came to the United States in 1929 to shoot a documentary for the Mexico official, and then joined MGM to serve as a short film director."

Short film director Victor nodded. To put it nicely, this job is just a junk thing, and it was completely done by famous directors.

"In the past thousand years, the short film I filmed won the Academy Award for Best Short Film. Of course, this is incomparable to the regular grand prize. In the past two years, I have been doing errands, serving as an associate director, and sometimes writing scripts."

"At the beginning of this year, I was kicked out by MGM because they didn't want to support a waste like me. I handed over ten books in a row and were all killed." Zinaman smiled bitterly.

"Then what company are you in now?" Victor said.

"Freeman. I live by writing some manuscripts for newspapers now, but I have been writing scripts all the time." Zinerman said seriously.

Victor looked at Zinaman, who was in poverty. He probably hadn't changed his clothes for at least ten days.

"This script was written two years ago. I kept pressing and didn't dare to take it out until I watched your movie, Mr. Ferro, I think I seem to be able to shoot a new movie, like you, so today..." Zinerman couldn't continue.

"Oh, Fred, can I see it?" Victor was very interested in the script of the movie master. "Of course!" Fred handed the script to Victor.

John Ford said next to him: "Victor, take a look at it well, this script is still interesting."

Victor took the script and read it.

On the cover, a line of titles - Night Run Killer.

The script is not long, with more than twenty pages, and it is basically a story outline. Victor finished reading it soon.

The story is like this - a killer escorted a batch of goods (as for what kind of work, the script was not written, it was very valuable anyway), and was unfortunately lost on the way, so the killer followed him and met cowboys, policemen, and gangsters. He killed them all the way, killing people and the killer finally found the goods, and the killer was killed.

Such a story sounds old-fashioned, but Fred Zinerman's setting of characters is very interesting. For example, this killer is completely different from the ordinary killers in Hollywood at this time. This killer is **, cold, and neurotic. Other characters, such as the cowboy who is invincible on the Hollywood screen, are set to be a bad guy who can show off without light. What about police and gangsters, are all muddled people like a bucket. On the contrary, this killer has a sense of justice and has his own principles. Not only do he defeat these bad guys, but he also helps the weak and stand out.

After watching this movie, Victor understood why Fox said that this script was a bad script.

Too new!

Nowadays, Hollywood is popular with hero movies. Which cowboy in western movies is not a trick, a hero saves the beauty, which policeman doesn’t have the ability to have a good eye? A killer has to die. That’s a bad guy, and it’s the end of the Great Perfection.

The script of Zenerman completely overturned the usual style of Hollywood now.

So, no wonder Fox got angry, and it was difficult for Warner to not even shoot.

However, Victor, liked it very much.

This script is not yet mature now, but it is possible to process it. Moreover, if it is shot, it might be a good movie.

When Zinerman saw Victor silent after watching the movie, he sighed: "I think I may not be able to do this job well. Thank you Mr. Ferro. Mr. Ford, I plan to go back to my hometown next month and go back to Europe. I can't stay here."

Zinerman stood up, bowed, and was about to leave.

Victor raised his head: "Fred, you haven't signed any company now, right?"

"Yes. What's wrong?" Zinerman turned around and looked at Victor with a little surprise.

Victor laughed and said, "I'll discuss with you, see, can you join our company?"

"What?" Zinaman's face tightened.

Victor spread his hands: "Our company was just established and it was very small, and might go bankrupt one day. However, we still pursue it a little, and there are no bullshit rules for big companies. If you come, you may not have much money at the beginning, but..."

"Mr. Ferro, I do it! I do it very much! I do it very much with someone like you!" Fred said excitedly.

"We are a small company." Victor emphasized again.

"Come on, don't be fucked and behave like he is good at getting cheap. Fred kept pestering me to meet you and have a good chat with you about the movies. You should be confidants. I'm also fucking enough. I should take him to you wherever I see Fox, that bastard!" John Ford poured a glass of wine.

"Since that's the case, go back with me now and we'll sign the contract right away." Victor laughed.

Damn, I’m worth the drink, so I went out and signed a future leader!

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In the next chapter, a great movie is about to come out. Western movies. You can guess.
Chapter completed!