Therefore, Victor Fleming, who is kind-hearted, developed a feeling of dying for Chaplin for his confidant. In his opinion, even DreamWorks is more suitable for him than Lei Dianhua. He also likes DreamWorks more, but compared with morality, it is not so important.

"Victor, when are you going to go?" I stood up and walked to Victor Fleming and patted him on the shoulder.

During this time we spent together, we revised the script of "Friends", selected actors together, planned and filmed together, discussed the progress of the TV series together, and enjoyed the joy brought to us by the success of the TV series. Now he said he was leaving, I really couldn't bear to leave, after all, Victor Fleming is a rare talent.

"It's just these days. Boss, who will direct "Friends" after I leave?" Victor Fleming raised his head and looked at my face, his voice trembling.

"Friends" made him completely famous. For Victor Fleming, this TV series is definitely not as simple as a work, but more like a feeling of leaving behind.

"You're gone, and Visconti can only temporarily take over this TV series. He has grown very fast during this period and has already achieved this level." I pondered for a moment and replied.

"Visconti is a good choice. A good choice." Victor Fleming repeated this sentence a few times in his mouth, and then looked at me and said sincerely: "Boss, actually, there has always been a saying to you before, but every time it comes, I am always embarrassed. I have to say it no matter what. "

Victor Fleming grinned excitedly, then looked at me and said seriously, "Boss, thank you. Really, thank you, thank you for your help."

When Victor Fleming said this, his eyes were obviously a little wet. He said this, making me feel sad.

"Victor, if you leave DreamWorks, it doesn't mean we are no friends anymore. No matter which film company you are in, DreamWorks will always welcome you. Do you know?" I let out a long sigh.

"I know. I know." Victor Fleming nodded solemnly.

The request for departure made by Victor Fleming suddenly disappointed me. When Gans and others came in and heard the news, they sighed.

Most of the people at DreamWorks are very familiar with Victor Fleming and have been together for so long. Now he leaves and leaves at once, and is a little sad.

But everyone also knows that there is no way to do it.

But Chaplin must be crazy happy when he heard this news.

"Boss, yesterday Carey Rockefeller invited you to have a conversation on behalf of his father John Rockefeller. Now the time is almost over. Don't we set off?" Gans reminded me.

If he didn't remind him like this, I would have forgotten it.

"Do you know where John Rockefeller is now? New York?" I asked.

Gans laughed: "New York? Old John Rockefeller still dares to stay in New York now? In New York, all the people from the Rockefeller family were chased and beaten like dogs. How could he dare to stay there? He moved to Los Angeles a few days ago and is now in a senior nursing home in the Los Angeles consortium." Gans is very clear about these situations.

"This bitch is raised, so she hides fast enough!" Coolidge cursed beside her, then suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked Gans in a low voice: "Gens, haven't you heard that Old John Rockefeller's body is now unfortunate? How is that old guy's body now?"

Coolidge's problem made everyone in the office open their eyes wide.

Well asked, this question is definitely the focus of everyone's concern.

The game between Canned and God of War made the Rockefeller Consortium lose its reputation. In the United States, this consortium has already aroused public outrage. After the game, Rockefeller Consortium's branches in New York and across the country were hit by the people. The people spontaneously organized an activity to boycott the Rockefeller Consortium, not buying all the subsidiaries of Rockefeller Consortium, not saving money from Citibank. Some rich people even posted advertisements in newspapers to scold Rockefeller Consortium.

That horse racing not only made the Rockefeller Consortium embarrassed in front of the people of the country, but also brought great image damage to them. After being scolded by me at the racetrack, John Rockefeller fainted and then entered the hospital for rest. For this old man in his eighties in his 80s, this humiliation was unprecedented. John Rockefeller was awesome all his life and he was always the winner. He was arrogant and now he found himself an absolute loser and his reputation was ruined. This was something he could not tolerate. So after fainting, John Rockefeller stepped into the threshold of hell with one foot.

"Boss, this old man is said to be dying." Gans said to me.

"Dying? This time we go, I will just send him to hell." I stood up and said something gloomy to everyone. Today is 12,000 yuan. It's the end of the month, and there are many things in the magazine. Xiao Zhang squeezes out time to write as much as possible every day, and even goes to the bathroom in a hurry. There is a string in his head. No matter when, he is thinking about how to write a novel well.
Chapter completed!