Hollywood Secret Garden

Today will still be an ordinary day, and there will be no surprises or disappointments. When the skinny George Wells came out of the conference room, he kept muttering in his heart. Feeling like a failure, since he started to hold this position, he hasn't produced any influential films.

In fact, he can’t blame him. Anyway, the main energy of Disney Film and Television Entertainment is on cartoons. The film subsidiary was established in 1983, and then divided into two parts: TV programs and movies. The company is still poor compared to 01:30, even though it has produced a few better films over the years, such as the movie version of "Mermaid", "Three Dads and a Baby", "Who Killed the Rabbit" Roger" and so on, but the influence is still mediocre.

"Mr. Wells, Miss Meyers is waiting for you in your office." Miss Secretary stopped him at this moment.

"Nancy? When did she come?" George asked hurriedly.

"About a quarter of an hour ago."

"Fortunately, it's not too long, I hope God heard my prayer, maybe there will be a surprise today." George hurriedly walked to his office.

When he opened the door, he saw Nancy Meyers sitting at his desk and reading a book. As always, her gray career made her look very capable. There are many independent filmmakers in Hollywood, but female independent filmmakers However, there are only a handful of them. Moreover, Nancy also integrates production and screenwriting, and her husband Charles Schuyer is also a film director. Although this husband and wife team is not top-notch, they have a very high level. "The New Father-in-law" has achieved good box office results.Now she is looking for herself, maybe she has a good script and wants Disney to invest.

"Sorry, Nancy, I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long," greeted George, who was also an old acquaintance with Nancy Meyers and her husband, Charles Schuyer.

"Of course not, it's only been God's 1 minute." Nancy closed the book and joked.

"You really make me feel ashamed when you say that," George shrugged, and sat down in his seat. "Is there any good script?"

"Okay, you know George, you look like an Indian who hunts cattle for the winter." Nancy shook her head and laughed.

"Don't make fun of me, Nancy, don't you still understand my plight? I pray devoutly every day, but obviously God is on holiday every day." George spread his hands helplessly.

"Okay, look at this." Nancy took out a stack of letter paper from the document bag she carried with her and handed it to him.

"Very beautiful words," George admired, and then read it carefully. Soon he became surprised, nodded from time to time, made a knowing laugh or two, and finally said : "It's pretty good. Although it's still a romantic love story, it's ingenious. From the perspective of a little girl, it's very interesting. You wrote it new?"

Following him, he patted his head and said with a smile: "No, no, it's not your handwriting, and the division of shots is not too strict. Are you cultivating newcomers?"

"Actually... how should I put it, you should read this again." Nancy handed over a few more pages of letter paper.

George took it with some doubts, the handwriting on the letter paper was the same as before, and he couldn't help but read it softly: "Dear Miss Meyers, I am a loyal fan of your movie, I like the movies you make very much, whether it is "Baby Bomb" or "New Father-in-Law", or "Little Confused" written by you, made me and my family feel happy laughter and warmth. I believe you will be a gentle and elegant lady. If possible I really want to meet you. The following is an idea I came up with in a flash of inspiration. I wrote it into a script. If you like it, make it into a movie. If you don’t like it, please keep it in your collection. This A gift from a fan, too. Angela Mason."

After reading it in one breath, George scratched his head and waved his arms. As if he didn't know what to say, he looked at Nancy after a long while and said, "Then that means, this script is written by... a fan of yours. Are you?"

"Literally, it should be like this." Nancy shrugged.

"This is really interesting. It's the first time I've seen a script sent to a producer. Doesn't this lady never know the production process of a movie?" George couldn't help laughing.

"It's not certain," Nancy sighed, took out the envelope and handed it to him, "Look at the address."

George frowned slightly, took a look at it, and quickly showed an expression of disbelief: "128 Brenket Street?!"

The car stopped slowly on the side of the street. A man and a woman got out of the car. The woman was in her early forties, and her gray professional attire made her look very capable, while the man was in his thirties. Although they were very thin, they looked very energetic. The two were Nancy and George. George put his hands on his forehead and looked around. Finally, his eyes fell on the gate of Mason's villa not far from them. .

"128 Brenket Street, high-end residential area," he muttered, and then looked at Nancy: "Hey, I said Nancy, are you sure that the lady who sent you the script lives here?"

"Dear George, we have discussed this issue in your office. I think neither you nor I have reached the stage of presbyopia." Nancy said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, I can almost confirm now that this script was just written by a rich lady in a moment of boredom," George shrugged, "Although it is well written, it is really surprising."

The two talked and came to the door, rang the doorbell, and soon, a female voice came from the intercom: "Hello, this is Mason's house, who can I ask for?"

"Hello, is Miss Angela Mason at home?" Nancy replied.

After a moment of hesitation, there was another voice: "Wait a minute, please." Followed by the voice of running away in a hurry, Nancy and George looked at each other puzzledly, and spread their hands together, not knowing why.

Soon, the female voice came from the intercom at the door again: "Please come in, Madam is waiting for you at the door."

lady?Nancy and George looked at each other again. It seems that the woman who wrote the script should have changed from a rich lady to a rich wife.

Following the opening of the gate, the two of them walked through the beautiful garden and came to the front of the villa. The marble fountain in the middle of the grass shone with crystal light in the sun. It can be seen that the owner here is very tasteful. The woman was already waiting at the door and extended her hand to Nancy who came in front of her.

Nancy shook hands politely while marveling at the femininity: "Hi, Mrs. Mason, I'm Nancy Meyers, an independent filmmaker."

Following George, he also came up to shake hands and said, "Hello, Mrs. Mason, I'm George Wells, the leader of the script editing and review team of Disney Pictures."

Mrs. Mason frowned slightly, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly concealed her emotions and made a gesture of invitation: "Please come in."

After coming to the living room to divide the guests and hosts to sit down, Nancy and George were secretly surprised again. From the decoration to the layout of the living room, they all showed the taste of the owner. They couldn't help being a little puzzled. Free to write scripts?At this moment, Mrs. Mason asked with a smile, "Coffee or black tea?"

"Black tea, thank you." Nancy said.

"Coffee, thanks." This is George.

Mrs. Mason winked at the housekeeper next to her, and she quickly brought a tray with two tall and short jugs and three cups on it. The tall spoutless tin pot naturally contained coffee, while the silver round The fat teapot with long mouth is filled with black tea.

"This is the authentic Chinese Lapsang Souchong black tea. The strong pine aroma is very suitable for afternoon tea. My husband and I like it very much." Mrs. Mason poured black tea and coffee for the guests with a smile, and then added some to her own cup After milk and sugar, I took a sip gracefully.

Nancy became more and more confused. Unlike George, years of life as a film producer gave her a pair of bright eyes. The layout of the villa and the silver teapots all showed the identity and taste of the owner. How could such a person Write such a lively and romantic text?And how did he write that passionate letter to her?

At this time, the impatient George started to talk after putting down his glass: "Mrs. Mason, it's like this, the script you sent to Miss Nancy, she has already shown us, it's very good to be honest, so we decided to shoot I hope to get your approval for this film, but since you are not a professional screenwriter and you are a newcomer, the price may be lower, about $4."

Mrs. Mason couldn't help but frowned slightly, as if she didn't understand, George hurriedly explained: "This is a custom, ma'am, $4 is already a very high price for a new screenwriter, even with the level of David Cope ,is also like this."

"Thank you very much for your explanation, Mr. Wells," said Mrs. Mason very calmly, "however, I think we seem to have got something wrong."

She smiled slightly: "Let me introduce myself, Elena Margaret Mason, the chief designer of Phillips Jewelry Company, and Angela Mason is my daughter!"

Facing the surprised two people, she quickly added: "She is 11 years old!"