novelno Chapter 177 Omei
Chapter 177 Omei
1 month 10 day.
Fu Yibai was in his office reviewing the company's revenue from 06.
Revenue – 8.74 million.
Expenditure – 4.88 million.
Net profit reached 3.86 million.
The company now has over 10 billion in funds in its accounts.
Fu Yibai already had a plan for how to spend the money.
However, all of this will have to wait until he returns to China next year.
On January 12, Fu Yibai boarded a plane to Los Angeles.
This time he didn't bring Liu Yan with him.
As soon as I stepped out of the exit, I saw Margaret standing in the crowd of people waiting to pick up passengers, holding a sign that read "Fu".
Upon seeing Fu Yibai, she immediately put away the sign and hurried over to greet him.
"Boss."
"Um."
The car drove out of the airport and merged into the traffic on Highway 405.
Margaret gripped the steering wheel and glanced at Fu Yibai in the rearview mirror.
"Boss, there's an audition this afternoon, would you like to go check it out?"
"What audition?"
"Juno".
An independent comedy about a teenage girl's unexpected pregnancy.
The script is good; it's Franchise's opening project for the year.
Fu Yibai leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on the palm trees passing by outside the window.
"Let's go take a look."
Upon arriving at the franchise film studio, we took the elevator to the third floor, where the corridor was already packed with people.
Young girls gathered in twos and threes, clutching scripts in their hands and muttering to themselves.
Several of them had clearly come in groups, huddled together whispering something, occasionally letting out suppressed laughter.
When Fu Yibai and Margaret came out of the elevator, the crowd fell silent for a moment, and all eyes turned to them.
Fu Yibai didn't look to the side and walked straight inside.
Margaret followed beside her, keeping her voice down.
"Today's audition is for the female lead; there are over thirty people here."
"Um."
The two entered the audition room, and the door closed behind them.
The room was simply furnished with a long table, a few chairs, and an open space opposite where a camera was set up.
The casting director was already waiting inside. When he saw Fu Yibai, he paused for a moment, then quickly stood up.
"Director Fu."
Fu Yibai is now considered to be among the top figures in Hollywood.
It has the Golden Bear for awards and Inception for box office success.
Casting directors like Fu Yibai, who have little say in the matter, didn't dare to utter a sound in front of him.
The two sat down, and Fu Yibai picked up the script on the table and flipped through it briefly.
"It is indeed a good notebook."
Has the director been decided?
"Not yet, is Director Fu interested?"
Margaret's eyes lit up.
"Never mind, I don't have time this year."
Moreover, with such a low budget, there's not much point in making it.
The casting director standing nearby was incredibly envious upon hearing this.
As a casting director, he doesn't even have many opportunities to make low-budget films.
Margaret didn't insist; indeed, such a low-budget film was somewhat unworthy of her boss.
"Let's begin."
Fu Yibai spoke up.
Margaret nodded.
"start!"
She gestured to the staff at the door, and the first auditionee was called in.
One by one.
Young girls walk in, stand in front of the camera, recite their lines, make expressions, and then leave.
Most people's performances are at the level of "being able to recite lines," and a few are slightly better, but only slightly.
Fu Yibai leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on the open ground, his face expressionless.
Margaret glanced at him sideways but didn't say anything.
"Next up, Elizabeth Olsen."
The door opened.
A young girl walked in.
She was wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans, her hair was simply draped over her back, and she had light makeup on.
She doesn't have the kind of face that immediately catches your eye, but she has a look that makes you want to look at her a few more times.
She walked to the marked spot, stood still, and glanced at the three people behind the long table.
When she saw Fu Yibai, she was slightly taken aback, and then quickly looked away.
"Let's begin."
The casting director's voice rang out.
She took a deep breath.
Then, she began to perform.
The performance has ended.
She stood there, her chest rising and falling slightly, awaiting the verdict.
Just as the casting director was about to speak, Fu Yibai turned his head and whispered in Margaret's ear.
The voice was very low.
"Choose her."
Margaret paused for a moment, then nodded.
"That's all?"
She looked at the casting director.
"Elizabeth, stay. The rest of you may go back."
Elizabeth Olsen stood there, stunned for a moment.
She clearly didn't realize what had happened.
The casting director stood up and walked towards her.
"Ms. Olsen, please wait next door for a moment. We need to discuss the contract."
"……good."
Her voice was a little unsteady, and so were her steps.
Before leaving the audition room, she couldn't help but look back one last time.
Fu Yibai had already stood up and was talking to Margaret, his gaze not falling in their direction.
The door closed.
In the corridor, the auditionees who were still waiting all looked over, their gazes complicated.
Elizabeth lowered her head and followed the staff to the next room.
The room next door was very small, with only a sofa and a chair.
She sat down on the sofa, her hands folded on her knees, her back ramrod straight.
I waited for about ten minutes.
The door opened.
Margaret walked in, holding a document in her hand.
"Miss Olsen."
She sat down opposite her and placed the documents on the coffee table.
"The contract was simple: a fee of two hundred thousand US dollars."
If there are no problems, please sign here.
Elizabeth took the contract and looked down at it.
The terms are indeed very simple, without any complicated legal terminology.
She turned to the last page and picked up her pen.
Margaret leaned back in her chair, her gaze lingering on her as she scrutinized her closely.
She's another stunningly beautiful woman with an outrageously good figure.