NovelEnglishNear noon, James brought Eric to a forty-year-old middle-aged man with rimmed glasses. This was the 20th Century Fox’s head of the Distribution Department, director Carter Hunt. James introduced the two of them a bit before quickly leaving. Although he had a good relationship with Eric, he wouldn’t go so far as to ask for favors’ on his behalf.
However, once Eric explained his intentions to Carter Hunt, the latter immediately refused: “I’m sorry, Eric, this year’s release schedule is already full, we can’t afford to squeeze in a low-budget comedy, I’m really sorry.”
The reason was definitely bullshit, if the movie had been directed by Spielberg instead, he was sure that Carter Hunt would be so happy he’d start jumping.
Although he had been rejected, Eric didn’t give up: “Mr. Hunt, please take a look at it at least, I brought a copy, you only need to spend a little more than an hour to watch it, I guarantee you that this is a great movie.”
Carter Hunt shook his head once more. A lot of small film companies tried to sell him those kind of stuff on a daily basis, especially now that it was the holidays period, since they lacked a distribution channel, they would constantly seek him out. Carter knew that those films had little to no commercial value, let alone the low-budget comedy of an eighteen-year-old, it was just a waste of time.
Eric was really unwilling and cheekily kept insisting a few times, before Carter Hunt lost his patience and found an excuse to send him away.
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“Eric, how did it go ?” Penny asked once he returned.
He dejectedly went home, since the 20th Century Fox had no interest in his project, he could only try other studios.
Aniston was curled up like a cat in the living room sofa, boringly watching a BBC soap opera. When Eric opened the door, she propped her small head up and asked: “Eric, how was it ?”
Eric came to her side and hugged her. Rubbing her back, he said: “The 20th Century Fox rejected it, but it’s okay, I’ll try somewhere else.”
“Ah, baby, you always know what to say, huh ?” Eric squeezed Annie’s face.
They started kissing, but were quickly interrupted by the ringing of the phone after a while. Eric who had been about to push Aniston down reluctantly let go of her.
“Hey, you’ve reached the Williams’ residence.”
“……”
“Oh hey Jeffrey, what’s up ?”
“……”
Eric listened to the voice on the phone, when suddenly his eyebrows jumped. Aniston knew that this always happened when her boyfriend was happy, she was really curious but she couldn’t hear anything.
Eric nodded a few times, hung up the phone, then took Annie is his arms as he swirled around with her.
“Ugh, Eric, I’m getting dizzy, put me down and quickly tell me, what’s the good news ?”
“Columbia Pictures? Is that ……” Aniston made a Statue of Liberty pose.
“Yep, that one.” Eric nodded.
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……
Sitting opposite him, Eric curiously asked: “You said Amy ? The friend you talked about is a woman ?”
“Of course.”
Eric felt that this was too much of a coincidence, and she even worked at Columbia Pictures, so he couldn’t help but ask: “That Amy, what’s her full name ?”
“Amy Pascal.”
Sure enough, it was her. In the past, the one who shined throughout the 90’ was the CEO of Paramount, Shirley Lansing. Her exposure as the Hollywood “matriarch” was nothing to laugh at, but if we talked about achievements, then Amy Pascal’s were no less than hers and she had even ruled Columbia Pictures for a longer time.
Eric and Jeffrey were still chatting, when Amy Pascal came in a hurry two minutes later. About a meter and seventy centimeters in height, donning a black suit, she had brown hair and delicate features, she gave a good vibe overall.
After a brief greeting, the three of them sat down together.
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