"That's why it's good to make money when others are crazy. The more than 9,000 futures contracts in the bank were sold in less than a day. Everything was so simple. It was as if God had arranged it," William said with a smile.
Oprah covered her mouth with her hand and said with anticipation, "God, I still can't believe it's as simple as you said. Why won't such an opportunity come to me? I'll be satisfied with just 1%."
The audience nodded in agreement. They were all ordinary people. If they really had tens of millions of dollars, 99% of them would be satisfied. Unfortunately, in reality, such things were like lottery tickets. The probability of winning was too low.
"Well, guys, there's not much time left. Let's leave the stage to William. He will sing a violin song he composed for us. Let's welcome William Devonshire to perform 'He's a Pirate' for us."
Yes, William plagiarized the theme song of the pirate movie. This song was the one he decided to play when he found out who the two guests behind him were yesterday.
In his previous life, he was very familiar with this song. In order to play it, he specially signed up for a violin class. However, his talent was limited. After a few months, he could only say that he learned it.
In this life, his body had been transformed by the system. Although the live band had just received the song yesterday and they were not in sync, it was still very good for the unprofessional audience.
William knew that his performance was not as good as the original owner's, but this was the first time 'He's a Pirate' had appeared in this world. A classic was a classic. Looking at the audience's expression after listening to it, William knew that the effect was very good.
The audience and Oprah looked at William in surprise. This violin song that they had never heard before was really good. It was surging, atmospheric, and made people's blood boil. It was as if they were really sailing a pirate ship on the sea.
After William finished playing, everyone stood up excitedly and applauded desperately. Even the guest behind William, the protagonist of the gladiator movie, Russell, and Director Ridley, walked out of the guest room and applauded excitedly.
When the audience saw Russell and Director Ridley, they applauded even louder. Whistles and screams mixed together.
Oprah looked at Russell and Ridley helplessly. After a few minutes, everyone calmed down. "Okay, Ridley, that's enough. Stop pestering William. Your movie has already been released. If you want a song, you have plenty of time."
Ridley shook his head and said, "No, I think if I let William go today, this song will have nothing to do with me tomorrow. God, this is the best song I've heard in the past few years. I think I have some inspiration. William, can I invite you to my house? You can bring your little girlfriend to my house, and I can even help your little girlfriend to audition for some productions. "
Ambrosius, who was sitting in the front seat of the audience, was so excited that he almost screamed when he heard Ridley's words. He quickly covered his mouth with his hand and blushed. He looked at William expectantly.
William looked at Ridley gloomily. This old man was really good at making conditions. William looked at Ambrosius, who was full of expectation, and could only nod. "Well, it's my honor. Although this song is the theme song of a script in my mind, you are Ridley, one of the best directors in Hollywood. If you like it, I'll give it to you."
When Oprah heard William's words, she immediately got to the point and asked, "Oh, William, you said that this song was written for the script in your mind? Can you tell us about it? Do you want to hear it, dear audience? "
"Of course," the audience at the scene agreed.
William looked at Oprah and asked with uncertainty, "Next is Russell and Ridley's time. Is it okay for me to take up their time like this?"
Oprah quickly said, "It's okay, William. I can do a special interview for Russell and Ridley. Gladiator has been in theaters for more than a month, and they came here once last time. They won't mind. I'm right, Russell and Ridley."
Ridley nodded and said, "Yes, I don't care about Gladiator at all now. It's about to be taken off the shelves in cinemas. There's nothing to talk about. As for Russell, he's a strong man. He won't care about this."
After seeing Russell nod, William said, "Well, I'll tell you the story in my mind. It's the story of a 16th-century pirate, the story of Captain Jack Sparrow."
Under everyone's expectation, William slowly told the story of the pirate movie in his mind. He focused on the acting requirements and special effects of the captain's role. William was eloquent. Later, William talked about the scene where the pirates turned into skeletons under the moonlight when they walked from the bottom of the sea to the Black Pearl.
Many people were shocked by William. When they thought about the scene that William described, they felt that this pirate-themed movie might be really interesting.
After William finished the story, Ridley immediately said to William, "William, I think the most important thing you should do now is to apply for the copyright of this story immediately. I even think that the movie can be made exactly as you said. As long as the special effects are as good as you said, this movie will be very good."
Oprah quickly asked, "What about the box office, Ridley? You haven't mentioned the box office yet."
Ridley rolled his eyes and said, "That's God's business. I only know that William's story is very good, but I really don't know how popular it will be. However, as long as the cost is not more than 100 million dollars and we find good actors, the probability of this movie losing money should not be high. And William, you don't care about the loss of tens of millions of dollars, right?"
William covered his forehead with his hand and said, "Of course I care, Ridley. You know, half a year ago, I was a pauper who didn't even have a few hundred pounds. God, you actually said that you don't care about tens of millions of dollars. I think that with hundreds of millions of dollars, I'd rather build a factory to make my MP3 player. At least I'm very confident in my MP3 player and it will make me money."
The audience was amused by William's stinginess. They thought that William was right. Who would not care about the loss of tens of millions of dollars? William was not a prince who sold oil.
Ridley shook his head and said helplessly, "Well, it seems that capitalists are the same whether they are young or not. They only care about profits and don't care about art. William, you are really a man who can make billions. You are so rich, but you still want to make a lot of money."
Everyone laughed at Ridley's words. They did not believe that Ridley, who had been in Hollywood for decades, really did not care about money as much as he showed.
There were not many people in the United States who did not care about money. Only the rich kept persuading others not to care too much about money. In order to avoid taxes, they donated all their property to the fund and claimed that it was for charity.
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