In the conference room of Columbia Pictures, a small meeting was going on at this time. Cook, the general manager, sat at the opposite door of the conference room, holding a cup of coffee, looking at the two people with solemn faces on the left and right, a fat man with a full beard and a young man who had not taken off his childishness.

"Mr. Gustavo, I think you can see my sincerity, I have brought you from beautiful Argentina to Los Angeles this time just to talk to you about the song "Dieintheheart", I like it, no, no, I am obsessed with the melody of this song, I hope to be able to use it in my films."

Sitting across from the Senmori is Gustavo Santonara, a quintessential Argentine. Turning a 'Picasso' pen in his hand, he hesitated for a moment and said: "Director Mister, your people told me that they invited me to come here for tourism, not to talk about work, so, I'm sorry, I just want to play in Los Angeles for a few days now, and as for music, to be honest, I didn't think too much about it." ”

Hearing such an answer, Xiansen glanced at Cook, this guy seems to have a lot of bad ideas in order to get people to Los Angeles.

"Oh, yes, Mr. Gustavo did come to Los Angeles for the purpose of tourism, but, you may not know, there are two kinds of tourism, one is external, such as playing, watching the scenery and so on; The other is intrinsic, including cultural exchanges and artistic discussions, as we are now. ”

Xiansen said such a reason without changing his face, and he could summarize business negotiations into the term tourism, and Cook couldn't help but secretly give Xiansen a thumbs up.

"Haha, that's funny!"

Gustavo put down the pen in his hand, raised his head, looked into Xiansen's eyes, and said word by word: "In other words, if I don't have internal communication, Director Mister is not ready to let me have an external viewing?" ”

Most of the Argentines have more straightforward surnames, and as soon as these words were spoken, there was immediately a slight smell of gunpowder in the conference room, and this was not what Xiansen wanted, he wanted to get the copyright of the score, which means that now he is the one who asks for help.

"Mr. Gustavo, you misunderstood, I just said a metaphor, I mean we can have some artistic exchange while sightseeing, you know, it's a much more wonderful enjoyment."

Xiansen hurriedly explained, this kind of cautious attitude was something Cook had never seen before.

Shaking his head, Gustavo didn't appreciate Xiansen's statement, stood up, gently pushed away the office chair, and said, "I'm sorry, I just want to see the scenery of Los Angeles now, maybe the inner spiritual tourism is not suitable for me." ”

"Mr. Gustavo"

Xiansen was about to say something, but the other party ignored it, waved his hand, and walked towards the door on his own. Seeing this scene, Cook let out a long sigh, and he knew that no matter who it was, this Argentine would not agree.

"Wait!"

Seeing that Gustavo was about to step out of the conference room, Xiansen suddenly shouted: "Mr. Gustavo, I want to know, why you refuse to give me the copyright, I know there must be a reason!" ”

"Reason? It's simple, because I don't believe in you. ”

In Xiansen's puzzled expression, Gustavo turned around and continued: "As a director, I think you should have the same deep feelings for your works as I do, and in my creative philosophy, I don't even want them to be humiliated by anyone in any way. So, I'm reluctant to sell you the rights because I don't believe your film will succeed. A young man in his twenties making a high-IQ suspense thriller, in my opinion, is no different from gambling, you know, failure will be implicated, and I am not willing to gamble with my own work. ”

Gustavo's reason is actually very simple, he just doesn't believe that Xiansen's film can succeed, and he is afraid that his composition will be blamed for the failure of the film, and the work, in the heart of a true creator, is more important than any profit.

"I see."

Hearing this reason, Xiansen laughed instead, a reason is better than nothing, and there is a reason for him to give his own answer to this reason.

"Mr. Gustavo, I am very touched by your respect for the work, for which I would like to apologize to you, because in my previous opinion, you just want to get a higher benefit, sorry."

As he spoke, he stood up and bowed deeply to Gustavo.

"Secondly, I am also very happy that you don't believe me, because it proves that I still have room for improvement, and some people don't believe me, which means that I haven't made the proof I should have, and in my opinion, you can say this sentence to my face, which is actually a disguised encouragement to me. Thank you! ”

After speaking, Xiansen continued to bow, and after about three or four seconds, he raised his head and let out a long sigh of relief, and continued: "Finally, I want to say that I can't accept your reason at all, because you haven't seen my work, and as a creator, you give a negative attitude before you see the work, I think, this seems to conflict with your creative concept!" ”

Xiansen's last words completely changed his previous attitude, his words and tone were tough, his apology, his thanks were all for the last paragraph of the foreshadowing, in the art of war, it is to step by step, lure the enemy deep, and then give a fatal blow.

Sure enough, after hearing Xiansen's words, Gustavo was silent, as a creator, he really shouldn't rely on his own subjective judgment to deny a work.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mister, I think I can enjoy your movie in advance?"

After thinking about it for a long time, Gustavo said such a request intermittently.

“ok！ It's just that it's not going to work right now, my work lacks a soundtrack."

Before Xiansen could finish his words, he was interrupted by Gustavo: "Mr. Mister, I can lend my work to you for the time being, but if you want me to officially transfer the copyright to you, I need to see your last work, do you think this is okay?" ”

"That means if my film doesn't pass your review, all the post-editing will have to be remade, Mr. Gustavo, don't you think it's a big risk for me?"

Since the other party was relieved, Xiansen immediately climbed up the pole.

"It's a big deal, and when the time comes, I'll grant you the copyright of "Dieintheheart" for free."

Gustavo replied casually, but this did not satisfy Xiansen, only to see him shake his head and say: "This is a gamble, I think we should bet bigger, Mr. Gustavo, I don't need to be free, but I need you as a person, if you think my film has passed your review, I need you to join my studio." You know, the initiative of this gamble is in your hands! ”

Hearing Xiansen's suggestion, Gustavo smiled, this young director is too cunning, but, it's funny, who says it's not?

“ok！”

"You're going to lose!"

[Melon seeds: Tomorrow is going to say goodbye to the day and one watch, does anyone want to say a few words?

A friend replied: Dead roll, let's talk about it later]