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Chapter 191 Contacts

There is no secret of overnight stay in Hollywood. This sentence is a bit exaggerated, but it always reflects certain facts. Ryan and Nicole's invitation was sent out before Christmas. In addition, there were paparazzi stationed in front of the door for a long time, and the guests still arrived. Dozens of journalists and paparazzi appeared around the villa.

Originally, Ryan proposed to Nicole to put the party in the hotel banquet hall, but Nicole rejected it. This was a very private small party, and it would undoubtedly be more appropriate to hold it at home.

Although they were all old friends and acquaintances and didn't have to wear them too formally, Ryan still cleaned up a little. When the time was about the same, he walked into the vestibule with Nicole and prepared to welcome the guests.

The first one to come was Cate Blanchett. Because she took over the heroine of "Life and Death" and often went shopping with Nicole, she became somewhat famous in the circle.

"Is there anything you need help?" she asked as she approached.

"If you can, you can act as a temporary security guard and drive all the paparazzi away." Ryan joked at the flash that lit up from time to time outside the door.

"no problem."

"Hi, Judy!"

As expected, all the first people came were Nicole's best friends.

As night gradually fell, luxury cars were parked outside the villa, and the reporters were almost confused. There were too many celebrities and celebrities coming, and this was not a red carpet. Many people came in groups, which made them feel a little busy.

Arnold Schwarzenegger, Tom Hanks, Brad Pitt and other male stars dressed in gentlemanly and walked into the villa one after another with their female companions.

Maria Kelly Jamie Lee Curtis, Drew Barrymore and other actresses dressed in gorgeous clothes, showing their own styles.

Those who are waiting here are all senior paparazzi, who are very clear that they are very familiar with Ryan Jenkins, or those who are more involved in it, are definitely not these stars, but the real powerful figures in Hollywood who will come in the future.

Carter Eisner is now the president of Touchstone Pictures, representing Walt Disney, and with him are Hollywood Records CEO Reed Myers and music director John Burns.

Gerald, who appeared with a sexy actress, is the executive director of Time Warner and one of the heads of Warner Bros.

Grant Hill was walking alone very low-key, and there were rumors that he would take over the film production department of Twentieth Century Fox.

Then, a pair of brothers appeared, Harvey Weinstein and Bob Weinstein. Now Miramax has gradually become the leaders of second-tier film companies, and no one will underestimate them.

When the new helmsman of the two major film companies appeared, all the popularity was suppressed by them.

Ron Mayer walked into the villa with a girl of fifteen or sixteen. A well-informed person knew that it was his daughter Jennifer Mayer, who was said to be a high-powered person.

Shirley Lansing, with a blonde hair and a hint of fatigue, held the director's husband with a hint of fatigue, but smiled brightly. After all, she could be regarded as one of the top women at Hollywood.

"Why are they here? Someone photographed them on vacation in Hawaii yesterday!" Some paparazzi muttered.

"Why won't they come! Don't forget. Some people say that James, Cameron, Ryan, Jenkins are almost celebrating!" Some people reminded.

It was James Cameron and Linda Hamilton, but the tyrant director was frowning and thinking, as if he was not in line with their awareness.

Before they could turn the camera back, another car parked at the door and the two big directors walked down together.

"George Lucas and Stephen Spielberg!" Someone sighed. "If Ryan Jenkins holds a party every day, we don't have to go around for headlines!"

"Didn't you notice it? That little guy has an equal relationship with them. What does this mean?"

"The Hollywood power rankings should be changed a lot!" someone said meaningfully.

On the lawn in front of the villa, Ryan said hello and was shaking hands with Spielberg, "Congratulations, Stephen, I can guarantee that the best director of the Oscar next year must belong to you!"

"Is that right, Ryan?" Spielberg smiled brightly. After all, after "Schindler's List" was released, the media in the Western world highly praised him, "By the way, Kate asked me to say sorry to you. She is producing another movie and can't get back to Los Angeles."

"It doesn't matter, I'm on the phone with Kate."

What Ryan and Spielberg said was naturally Katherine Kennedy.

Although there were not many guests, they always needed to greet him. Nicole brought the female guest into the living room and left the lawn to the men. Ryan was limited by her health and age and could not drink alcohol. She occasionally told a few interesting stories, which made everyone laugh.

Many of these people are competitors, and there are even conflicts in private, but no one will show it on such occasions.

Besides, they are all well-known people in the circle, so they naturally know what to do on the occasion, so the atmosphere of the party is quite harmonious.

The long dining table in the center of the lawn is filled with food, and a table next to it is filled with drinks. On the edge, there are professional chefs busy in front of the grill, and the aroma of the barbecue will float over from time to time.

The crowd quickly divided into several piles, talking about topics they were interested in.

"Hi Ryan!"

"Oh, Miss Mayer."

Ryan was sorting out the cook's chopped barbecue and could only nod.

"Didn't you say that you can call me Jenny." The one who came over was Ron Mayer's daughter.

"Okay, Jenny." Ryan pointed to Jennifer Meyer at the barbecue, "Do you need it? This is authentic Brazilian barbecue."

"Well, it's really good!" Jennifer Mayer stretched out two fingers, quickly pinched a piece and threw it into his mouth, then blinked, "Don't sue others."

"No problem!" Ryan didn't be polite to her, "Can you help me a little?"

"Of course!" Jennifer Mayer picked up another plate and placed it on the long dining table with Ryan.

"Why are you coming out?" Ryan pointed to the living room, and crisp laughter came from inside from time to time.

"I'm too young and have no common topics with them."

She took two glasses of juice and handed Ryan one, "What about you?"

"Thank you!" Ryan took the juice, "I? I've said too much just now, I want to take a rest..."

"You're not like a kid, you always like to chat with adults."

“The job needs.”

Although the other party was a few years older than him, Ryan's words were even more old-fashioned.

"Is that?" Jennifer Mayer looked Ryan up and down, "Why... let's talk about work, too?"

"You started working?" Ryan remembered Ron Mayer's age before, and it seemed that she was only sixteen years old.

"I'm learning fashion design and jewelry design. How about letting me be your image designer?" Jennifer Mayer probably felt that he had a wonderful idea and was a little excited. "We can sign a half-year contract first, free."

After looking at the other person's dress and her age, Ryan felt that this should be a very unreliable thing.

"That... I don't have any need for this for the time being." Ryan shuddered. He rarely pays attention to these things and always focuses on being steady in his dressing.

"Really?" Jennifer Mayer carefully examined Ryan, "Your top is from last year's style. It should have been half a year since I bought the shoes? The hairstyle is too old-fashioned and has no new meaning... Well, are you not wearing any accessories..."

The language of criticism fell in full swing, and Ryan's dressing was useless in the other party's mouth.

"Stop, Jenny!"

Finally, Ryan had to interrupt her and said casually, "This way, if I need an image designer in the future, I will definitely give you priority."

"Oh well."

Jennifer Mayer sighed. She wanted to make a way with her own strength.

After chatting for a few more words, Ryan returned to the adult circle and talked about the topic of film.

"We have made a major breakthrough in our work in China." Sherry Lansing, who was speaking, was sitting on a white rattan chair, and several people around her were obviously mainly about her. "The True Lies have been negotiated and will enter the Chinese market by the latest next summer."

"It's good news, indeed." Someone echoed.

"Is it a share or a buyout?"

"Splitting the account."

"There is another broad market that has opened its arms to Hollywood." Someone sighed while patting the armrests of the rattan chairs.

In fact, this is no secret, otherwise Shirley Lansing would not say it on such occasions. The senior executives of major film companies had known for a long time that in 1994, the market with the largest population would introduce ten major productions including Hong Kong movies through the method of sharing accounts.

In fact, the first movie to be negotiated was "The Destiny". Before the movie was released in North America, it negotiated the introduction with the other party. "The True Lies" can be regarded as a ride-hailing ride.

Ryan remembers it very clearly that "The True Lies" in his previous life was introduced in 1995. He did not expect that he would let the movie be born early and also allowed it to enter the other side of the Pacific Ocean in advance.

Of course, it is unrealistic to expect these movies to make money now, but, as he once said, the Hollywood film market is cultivated with high-quality commercial blockbusters.

Although he was not old, Ryan had already developed his social skills, wandering among the crowd, discussing something with them from time to time, and occasionally talking about common topics between men. Apart from not drinking, he seemed to be no different from the adults present.

Interests are important bonds between the two parties, but relationships are drawn out. Only with coming can one go. Even those who stand at the top of this circle need their own alliance, let alone Ryan now.

As the night became darker, people began to say goodbye one by one. Ryan and Nicole sent them away one by one, and in the end only James Cameron, Shirley Lansing, Grant Hill and Harvey Weinstein were left.
Chapter completed!
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