Chapter 60 Who are the beneficiaries

Ask for a recommendation! Ask for collection!

The sky turned white, and a Warner Bros. conference room was brightly lit. After learning of the fire in the Warners Studios, many Warners executives, including Jeff Robinoff, rushed over to join forces with Duke and the crew. The managers sat together at the conference table and listened to the preliminary findings of the fire.

The preliminary investigation by the fire department was not complicated, and there was no technical term for going around. The fire was caused by the long-term overload operation of the dehumidifier in the warehouse, which caused a short circuit in the aging line and ignited a set. The studio is poorly managed, and the fire sprinkler and alarm bell systems in the warehouse are almost all decorations, and the management party has an inescapable responsibility.

The initial estimate of the loss is as high as about $800,000. Fortunately, the film of Brave Island was not damaged.

Hearing the words of Warners executives, Duke took a sip of espresso. In some ways, he was lucky enough to avoid a potentially fatal blow because of Sophia's relationship.

Are you sure it's just an ordinary fire? Jeff Robinoff asked suddenly.

No one spoke, and although everything seemed like an ordinary fire, in competitive Hollywood, no one could guarantee that it was just a simple fire.

First, call the police; ...

Jeff Robinoff has the highest position here, and it is the project he is directly responsible for who suffers losses. Second, I have sent someone to the printing factory to stare at the film, and the film will be developed a few more copies, and one of them will be sent to the bank. Safe; third, temporarily claiming that this is just an ordinary fire; fourth, borrowing the reports that the fire may appear to remind the public of Brave to the Dead Island, we must turn the disadvantage into the advantage...

No one who can take the position of the executive of a big company is an idiot. Jeff Robinoff's first consideration is not the actual situation of the fire, but how to make the most of the fire.

I'm asking to keep a copy of the film myself, Duke said later.

Can……

It wasn't until the sun rose and everyone walked out of the conference room that Charles Rowan walked beside Duke and patted his soot-stained shoulder.

We are lucky. Rowan seemed a little emotional.

Compared to the damage caused by the fire. Duke forced a smile, Our luck is indeed very good.

Pay more attention, Duke, he reminded. It is recommended that you don't speak to the media for promotional activities that are not prepared by Warner. Someone is following us.

He added, Behind every studio fire in Hollywood, there are always hidden things that have no evidence and do not need evidence.

When he walked into the parking lot with Sophia, Duke was still thinking about the words of Charles Rowan, who had worked hard in Hollywood for more than 20 years and was used to seeing the dark side of the circle. Accidents that are not problematic actually do not require evidence.

As long as it is clear who is the biggest beneficiary of the fire, that is enough, even if there is no evidence that it is man-made.

Evidence, does that matter? If it is really artificial, since you dare to do it at Warner Studios, you will definitely not leave too many valuable clues, even if you catch a possible arsonist, the security of this country is so poor, and there are homeless and unemployed workers everywhere. , For the banknotes sent by strangers, some of them even dared to kill people, not to mention a fire.

Even if all this is established, in the end the responsibility is only some small fish and shrimp who don't even know the inside story.

This is a country of business, this is a country of wealth, this is a city of sin, and money can disguise too many things.

What do you think, Sophia?

At Sophia's insistence, Duke got into her BMW, sat in the passenger seat, and asked, You start going in and out of the set before you can speak, and you've seen and heard more than I do.

Remember what happened in '79?

Seeing Duke's slightly puzzled expression, Sophia reminded, In 1979, on the set of Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back, Uncle Lucas's project also had a fire, burning down many props and parts including R2D2 Film, the real situation of the fire has not yet been ascertained.”

I remember. Duke nodded. I was in boarding school, and I heard about it from my mom later.

I'm a person who is easily influenced by the outside world, so I don't have very good advice... She shook Duke's hand firmly, You can learn what Uncle Lucas did, he had Fox's support at the time, Choose to forget all of this for a while and go all out until you're at the top of the circle, and you now have Warner's support.

Finally, she laughed, Duke, you are confident, determined and stubborn. In my opinion, no one can beat you unless you are yourself.

I'm not stubborn at all.

Looking in the rearview mirror, Duke took a photo, and he could still see a lot of soot marks on his body.

Go back to North Hollywood, or go to the hotel.

Sophia started the car and drove slowly to the exit of the parking lot. After thinking about it, Duke said, Let's go to the hotel.

Don't worry about your golden cat? Sophia turned the steering wheel and joked.

If Nami didn't stop me, I might have done something stupid, Duke joked to himself. Well... a stupid thing that would turn me into a Darth Vader.

Dark Warrior?

Nothing. Duke shook his head.

Even now, he is not sure whether he would rush into the fire to rescue the film that was not there at all.

I owe her a favor, Duke added.

So, you decided to use your feelings to make up for it? Sophia's monotone nasal voice was full of sarcasm, chasing her as a girlfriend?

Honey, I'm not that stupid yet.

The car was parked in front of a hotel, Duke took out the room card from his pocket and unbuckled his seatbelt, Human affection is human affection, and affection is affection, and I can distinguish it very clearly.

Sophia shrugged.

And, Sophia.

Just after getting out of the car, Duke turned around again, Call me to order a men's and women's clothes, and send them directly to the hotel.

Hey, Duke! Sophia shouted in dissatisfaction, I'm your film affairs assistant, not your life assistant!

Unfortunately, the tall figure walked directly into the glass revolving door of the hotel. Sophia had to start the car and leave temporarily. After parking in the open space next to her, she found her mobile phone and dialed the number.

Opening the door of the hotel suite, Duke walked in, looked at the black-gray shirt in front of the full-length mirror, took it off and threw it on the hanger. With a sturdy upper body, he entered the living room of the luxurious suite.

The living room was unusually quiet. Except for the slight noise as he walked on the thick carpet, there was only the sound of long, soothing breathing from the sofa. Naomi Watts, draped in a blanket, was lying down like a Persian cat. fell asleep on the sofa.

But this Persian cat seems to have just emerged from the chimney, and the golden curly hair is scattered on the front of the forehead. The burnt hair tips are very obvious, and the face covered with black and gray has not been washed, and the tip of the nose can be vaguely seen. The stains under the lips, the shoulders outside the blanket, and the dirty dress suspenders.

You slept so soundly.

Coming to the sofa, Duke picked up Naomi and walked into the bathroom.

In her sleep, Naomi felt that her whole body was surrounded by a warm feeling, as if she had returned to the scene of the fire. She kicked off her high heels and stepped on the rough road, ignoring the pain on her feet, and rushed to the tall figure. side, and then the two moved away from the fire.

Even now, she doesn't know how to have the courage to face the flames. After the initial calm, she is also afraid. If the flames destroy her long hair and her appearance, what should I do? That is the foundation of an actress's existence.

But she only had one thought at the time, she couldn't watch the sabotage go crazy...

Slowly opening her eyes, Naomi found herself lying in the warm bathtub, rubbing the foam from the shampoo with her two big hands, scrubbing her body rusty, and occasionally passing her big hands over her not-so-full breasts, she would Naughty flicks on the top.

Turning over, Naomi hugged the strong body squeezed beside him, unconsciously put her head to his chest, and gently rubbed the strong muscles above with her delicate face, which felt really good.

you're awake?

Seeing those blue-green eyes with drowsiness, Duke stopped his movements and said something very unfortunate, You wash yourself, I'm going to rest.

Naomi didn't speak, she grabbed Duke's arm with one hand, and the other hand got under the foam. After a few fumbles, she found the correct position. Duke suddenly opened his eyes, and his breathing gradually became faster. Naomi made too many movements, rolled over and pressed her down, and the bathtub and the floating foam shook at the same time.

When Naomi was carried into the bedroom by Duke, she seemed so lazy that she couldn't even open her eyes. She lay there for a long time before she took the towel that Duke sent and wrapped her wet blond hair.

I'm going to have my hair done again. She said regretfully.

Although he didn't rest all night, Duke didn't sleep, lying beside Naomi, his jet-black eyes rolled back and forth, until the blonde's self-talk came to an end, and then he slowly opened his mouth.

Nami... he asked, turning his head. Did you learn to sing in drama school?

I learned it, how to pull it? Naomi also turned her head and looked at Duke, But that was a long time ago, and I never thought that I could develop in music, it was just a basic course .

Nothing... Duke pinched her nose lightly, If you have time, I suggest you re-train your voice, maybe it will come in handy later.

Naomi Watts looked at Duke seriously for a while, seemed to understand something, and nodded slowly.

At noon, a fashion store delivered clothes, and Duke checked out and, as usual, waved goodbye to Naomi Watts and went in different directions.

The fire brought some negative effects, but Duke temporarily suppressed his desire to explore, and after a few days of rest, he devoted himself to post-production.