Chapter 703

Although it was a pity, it was not too much of a pity. Adriaan still had a lot of ideas, and there were still a lot of works with high ratings and popularity in his memory. Although they could not be compared to Friends, they were still classic American TV series. Once the company's TV department had fully grown with the help of 'Friends', they would be able to produce them one by one.

Besides, to increase the network's ratings, he could not rely solely on good American TV series. Don't forget that he still had a lot of classic variety show ideas. Comprehensive development was the most correct approach. Therefore, it was better to get TBS first.

After resting for almost two weeks, after Independence Day, Adriaan returned to the company's studio and began the post-production of This Killer Is Not Too Cold. The editor had already edited a quarter of the scene according to the script. He could start a more in-depth montage, and at the same time, supervise the production of the soundtrack and theme song.

But overall, it was still very easy. Because there was enough time, Adriaan could produce at the slowest speed. Unexpectedly, the staff found it a little hard to accept. After all, in the past two years, they had gotten used to his fast, desperate, and strict production methods. Now that they suddenly relaxed, it was inevitable that they would not be used to it.

"Very good, then let's speed up." After hearing such a discussion, Adriaan said to the staff. Although they knew he was joking, they still cheered in unison.

What a joke. Although the overtime pay was high enough, and the bonus was generous, it was not as important as a comfortable and regular life. Since Adriaan was merciful and did not rush the work, why would they take the initiative to ask for it? However, it was probably because of this reason that Hollywood had several news of film companies exploiting their interns every year. Moreover, some jobs in society had almost become the monopoly of minorities or immigrants. The momentum of hard work in the 1920s and 1930s had almost disappeared.

Well, this was all a digression. Editing did not affect Adriaan's current leisurely life. Other than dating, attending various parties, and checking on the situation of various companies, he still had time to do other things. For example, he often visited the record company and paid attention to the progress of Britney and Christina's training.

It was still good. The two to three years of MMC career had laid a solid foundation for them. Although Adriaan asked the teachers to be strict with them and said so in front of the two girls, the teachers expressed their appreciation.

"You guys are doing very well. I sincerely hope you can keep it up." Adrian had to call them aside to say a few words of encouragement, but at the same time, there was a hint of hint to them. Of course, as usual, he would ask Christina to leave first and Britney to say a few more words.

"Okay, kid, as long as you are obedient, I promise I'll make time to visit you. Now, I have to rest. You know, if it's day over there, it's night over here. " Adrian put his feet on the desk and smiled as he held the cordless phone in his hand. "Very good. Goodnight, I love you."

When he heard the sound of the line being disconnected, he sat up, put the phone back, and let out a long sigh of relief. Emma returned to London after Adriaan finished filming in New York. She could not stay here for too long, even with Ma Yi taking care of her. In fact, it was good enough that the little one could come to New York, so no matter how reluctant she was, she could only go back obediently. Of course, there were tears in her eyes when they parted, and she only laughed after being coaxed for a long time.

'Little one.' Adriaan muttered in his heart, and then he thought of Rodelin and George who had adopted her. But he could only shake his head. Some things were not to be interfered with.

He stretched his back and put this matter aside. Then, he picked up a letter on the desk.

"… I've finished reading this book. To be frank, the story is very interesting. The philosophical thinking about virtual cyberspace is also very surprising. My dad also said that compared to other similar novels, it has a lot of flashes of brilliance. But unfortunately, I feel that the description of the fight has weakened the atmosphere of philosophical thinking … "

Looking at the beautiful handwriting, the corner of Adriaan's mouth slightly curled up. That day, he saw Natalie reading the newspaper, and it was the New York Times, so he went over to take a look. Then, he was surprised to find that The Matrix occupied the 76th place on the bestseller list.

This was a surprise. Ever since Adriaan gave the completed manuscript of The Matrix to the publishing house, he had not asked about it again. He did not even know the sales figures — to be exact, he had forgotten. Of course, the publishing house would inform him of the sales figures. Besides, there was Charlize to sort out all kinds of information for him, so he could only say that he did not care about it at all.

He did not expect it to be on the bestseller list of the New York Times. Although it was only ranked at the 76th place, it was already quite good. One had to know that Adriaan initially expected the novel to be between second-rate and first-rate at most, so he could not help but exclaim, "I didn't expect my book to be ranked at the 76th place."

How could Natalie, who was next to him, ignore this line? She immediately grabbed the newspaper and quickly browsed through it. Then, she exclaimed, "You mean, this novel called The Matrix was written by you?"

"Of course, is there anything wrong with that?" Adriaan spread his hands.

"Well …" Natalie was suddenly at a loss for words. "Well, I'm just a little surprised. After all, you are a director … What I want to say is that writing a script and writing a novel are two different things, so …"

She gestured with her hands and smiled awkwardly.

"Actually, it's all about creating a story. It's just that the way it is expressed is different." Adriaan smiled and helped her out of her predicament. "Actually, I did not expect this novel to be so successful. At first, I planned to write it as a screenplay. Although it could be produced now, the budget alone could reach an astronomical figure. So, I decided to write it as a novel first. But because of … um … some reasons, I used a pen name. Don't tell anyone about this, okay? "

Natalie was a little stunned at first, and then she smiled slightly. "I think that's not a problem."

After a pause, she thought of something and said, "It seems that I should buy a copy and see how good your novel is. By the way, can you comment after reading it?"

"Oh, of course, everyone has the right to express their own opinions." Adriaan nodded. "However, I'm going back to Los Angeles soon, so your comments should either be published in the newspaper or written to me. Don't say anything like using the phone. That's not a comment, it's just an opinion."

"That's it." Natalie thought about it and then agreed.

This happened when the shooting of "This Killer Is Not Too Cold" was about to end. Because Adriaan shared his little secret with Natalie, she agreed to keep in touch by letter. Most of the time, distance was attractive, especially after that kind of thing had happened.

"Well, I still have to think about how to reply and keep in touch." Adriaan looked at the light blue letter and murmured. Some things seemed inconspicuous, but they often played a big role.

"Eide, you should go." Charlize knocked on the door and walked in without waiting for Adriaan's response.

"Hey, Charley, you should come in when I let you in. If I was naked, it would be embarrassing." Adriaan said jokingly in a complaining tone.

"You will be embarrassed?" Charlize rolled his eyes at him and turned to leave.

"Oh, Charley, you really make me sad. How can you say that?" Adriaan got up and chased out of the study with a smile. He tidied up his clothes as he walked. He had already put on his clothes.

Charlize was too lazy to pay attention to him. Until he walked to the stairs, he said indifferently, "By the way, Eide, I plan to move out in the middle of this month. There is a good villa for rent in Xilin."

"Don't even think about it, Charley. I won't agree." Adriaan directly rejected it.

"Damn it, Eide, you better understand that I'm just your …" Charlize said halfway and then closed his mouth. After a few seconds, he said, "Well, I won't talk about this. Otherwise, you will say that I am nagging again. In short, it's my business to decide where I live. I have the freedom and right to move at will! "

"Oh?" Adriaan stopped and turned to look at Charlize with a chuckle. Suddenly, he walked in front of her and stared at her. "Well, it seems that I have to stand them up tonight. How about we go to the study and have a good talk, Charley? I will definitely find a way to convince you to give up on this idea. "

Charlize stepped back nervously and leaned against the wall after a few steps. She had no resistance against Adriaan's aggressive eyes.

"What do you think, Charley?" Adriaan said in a low voice in her ear.

"Um … um … no need, I will … think about the previous question." Charlize gritted her teeth and said with a sense of defeat.

"Well, then I will leave the house to you. Julia is still waiting for me to pick her up." Adriaan said with a smile. He leaned over and gently sucked on her rosy lips before turning to walk downstairs.

Looking at his gradually shrinking back, Charlize, who was leaning against the wall, softly slid to the ground. After a few minutes of being stunned, she took a deep breath and covered her forehead with her hand, half angry and half depressed.

Parties were always an indispensable part of American life, especially in Hollywood. There were all kinds of parties that dazzled people's eyes. Many times, parties were also a place to show a person's status, especially the identity and status of the organizer, which could be seen from the guests who attended.

Naturally, Adriaan attended the celebration party for "Friends" tonight. With such high ratings, it would be a shame not to celebrate. Although the organizer was Bosworth Pictures, as the producer, although only in name, he was the one who conceived the script and selected the actors. Therefore, many people came after receiving the invitation.