Chapter 337 I Have Experience in This Area

Eric just glanced at the outline of the story and dropped the script. Hearing that Charlie Walker said that Warners offered a salary of $1 million, Eric read the script again in detail.

"Mr. Walker, I didn't see any bright spots from this movie. To be honest, the story is a little scattered, and the theme of the story is a little vague, and the description of family love is very pale. The details of having to cooperate with criminals for a sum of money, although the description of the heroine's heart transformation is barely good, but these brushes have diluted the theme of the mother and daughter's previous family love that the author wants to express, or, the author of the script. Both themes want to be expressed, but if this is the case, it will be even more involved," Eric subconsciously commented after reading the script.

Charlie Walker listened carefully to Eric's comments on the script. There are not many such opportunities. I believe that any producer of the seven major film companies is willing to pay a lot of money to listen to Eric's advice on the script. Although Charlie .Walker is only an agent now, but things in the future are uncertain. It is very common in the industry for an agent to become a producer or an executive of a film company. It can even be said that he does not want to be a producer's agent. Not a good broker.

After Eric finished speaking, Charlie Walker nodded and said: "Mr. Williams, what you said is very reasonable, but the film has not yet started shooting. I believe that as long as you make a phone call, Warners will definitely be very willing to cooperate with the revision. script."

Eric smiled at Charlie Walker: "That's for sure, but I'm not obliged to tell Warner what script to revise. It's getting late, Mr. Walker, I think you should go back."

"Mr. Williams. Why don't you listen to Miss Pakula's opinion? After all, this is a $1 million salary. How many female stars in Hollywood can get such a salary?"

"My opinion is Joan's opinion. Mr. Walker," Eric stood up. Sit with a gesture of seeing off.

Charlie Walker put away the script, stood up helplessly, and still couldn't help saying: "Mr. Williams, if you like Miss Pakula, you should think more about her. She is an actor and should go to Make a movie, not here to help you... do your laundry."

Eric raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Walker, if you feel wronged about this. I can call over there immediately and ask Mr. Marvin Joseph to find someone to replace your job."

When Charlie Walker heard this, he suddenly realized that he was a little impulsive. Eric's current identity is not something that a small agent can challenge.

"Sorry, I'm a little gaffe, Mr. Williams, then, I'll go back first."

"It doesn't matter," Eric waved his hand: "Mr. Walker,

Joan is going to be an A-list star sooner or later. However, this requires patience. "

"I think, yes." After Charlie Walker said goodbye, he picked up his briefcase and left Eric's room.

Charlie Walker just walked to the elevator door when he saw Joanna Pakula walking out of the elevator with some washed clothes.

"It's you, Mr. Walker, are you leaving?" Joanna greeted Charlie Walker when she saw it.

Charlie Walker looked at the beautiful girl, his mind moved, and he wanted to encourage a few words, but remembered what Eric just said. The broker quickly gave up on the idea. If his instigation succeeds, then Eric will definitely settle accounts with him. At that time, it is not certain who Joanna's agent is, let alone the salary.

"Yes. Miss Pakula, the matter is over," Charlie Walker nodded, took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to the girl: "By the way, this is my business card, it has my various If you need help with anything, you can contact me at any time.”

Joanna Pakula took the business card and put it in her pocket, then pointed to Eric's room: "Then I'll go back first."

"Goodbye then," another elevator door opened, Charlie Walker walked in quickly, and waved to Joanna.

The girl returned to the room and saw that Eric was sitting on the sofa with a sketchpad on his lap, holding a pencil in his hand and drawing quickly on it.

Looking up and seeing Joanna walking in, Eric said, "Actually, just leave these things to the hotel waiter."

"Didn't you say you didn't like the smell of the laundry detergent they used," the girl walked to the sofa beside Eric and sat down, holding a shirt in her arms in front of Eric: "Smell, it smells of lemon. "

Eric lowered his head and smelled the clothes, moved his target directly, and leaned closer to the girl's neck: "Well, it smells good."

Joanna shrank her neck and wanted to push the man away angrily, but Eric threw away the sketchpad on his knees and hugged the girl directly onto the sofa.

"Eric, don't be here, I didn't seem to lock the door just now. It was embarrassing to see that incident by Drew the other day."

Eric didn't go too far, just hugged Joanna and kissed the girl's face, and said, "I just pushed all the scripts that were handed to your agent during this period of time, including a 100 $10,000 salary."

Joanna's expression froze, her eyes flickered a few times, but she soon relaxed. If it weren't for Eric's relationship, let alone a salary of $1 million, no one would invite her even if it was $100,000. Although she lost $1 million, she was inevitably disappointed, but Joanna quickly corrected it. In her own position, she understands that Eric is her greatest support.

"Eric, I'll listen to your arrangements," the girl said quickly without hesitating for too long.

Eric couldn't help kissing the girl's beautiful eyes, feeling the trembling of her long eyelashes, and said, "That's $1 million, are you really not angry?"

Feeling the man's lips leave her eyes, Joanna opened her eyes and looked at Eric's slightly playful expression, with a rare trace of grievance and coquettishness in her tone, and honestly lowered her face: "Angry, that is One million, I feel a little stuck in my heart."

"Wow, this is too serious, let me see it for you." Eric said with a smile, and he kept his big hand in through the hem of the girl's long-sleeved T-shirt, along the smooth skin all the way up, and opened the bust. , press on the soft one on the left: "Will it be better if you knead it?"

Feeling the movement of the hand on her chest, the girl quickly became coquettish, but she still said, "It's not good, it's still very uncomfortable."

Eric got up and directly picked up the girl and walked to the bedroom: "It seems that some more drastic means are needed to cure it. I have experience in this regard." (To be continued)