Reborn Hollywood Ladies

Chapter 410 Another Good Song

Giacchino, who was composing songs for "Pirates of the Caribbean", dared not refuse the boss's request no matter how busy he was, he could only help her compose the music with a wry smile.

In fact, he really didn't want to take on this task. Every time the boss asked him to compose music on a whim, it was a malicious and deep injury to his heart.This time was no exception. What made him suffer the most was that you said that you can write English songs very well, but why are Chinese songs so good?

Good songs know no borders. Even if you don't understand what the lyrics say, you will still be intoxicated by the beautiful music.Giacchino's love and talent for music was unquestionable, so he knew his little boss had yet another great song when he heard Lyra sing it to him.

"Boss, you appearing in front of me at this time will make me think that you are very dissatisfied with my music creation." While composing the music, Giacchino complained.

Laila raised her eyebrows: "When am I not satisfied? You did a good job."

Well, she has to admit that she has no idea what songs he's scored for his other movies, but she can be sure that when it comes to scoring her movies, this guy's work is pretty good.

"After listening to your song, I feel that the soundtrack I made is like chewing gum for an hour, and it has no taste at all."

Laila was amused by him: "Then buy another pack of gum, and you can also change to another flavor."

Giacchino smiled wryly, thinking she was joking, but he suddenly stopped what he was doing and stared at her blankly.yes!If the original music he made is no longer interesting, why not try to create other styles of music?
Thinking of this, he yanked Laila's hands and shook them vigorously: "Boss, what you said is great! I think I have a new inspiration!" , went back to his workbench and got busy.

Laila looked at him speechlessly and wanted to ask: Do you think your salary is too much, so you want the boss to deduct some from you?Still feel that the position is too easy and want to work harder?Or do you feel that she, the boss, really has no sense of existence at all?

But she also knows that once the inspiration is lost, it may not be so easy to catch it back.I had no choice but to leave the half-written piece and leave quietly.

It's really pitiful to be the boss to her level.

On the way back to the office, before entering or exiting the elevator, he heard some conversations coming from the lounge next to him.

"The boss is really interesting. Each movie costs 4 million yuan. Will she really be able to make movies that are less than [-] million yuan?"

"Yeah, so I didn't pay attention to it. I only found out after reading the newspaper."

"I surf the Internet at home, and the forums are full of people laughing at the name of the boss's [-] million director. I just refuted a few words for the boss, and then I was laughed at. It's really annoying."

Lila couldn't help frowning as she listened to the conversations of the little secretaries in the secretary's room.She didn't expect that several days had passed, and the topic of those so-called "[-] million directors" was still going on, and even her subordinates were involved in it.

It seems that the person behind does not want this topic to disappear.But that person is too boring, what's wrong with a [-] million director?To be able to smear such an achievement that the director envied into a laughing stock, it seems that the man is quite capable.

Laila was about to walk back to the office when Demi's angry voice came through the wall.

"That's enough! You're all out of work, right? I still have a lot of materials to file, so if you have nothing to do, go do it!"

"Ah? Don't do it, Miss Demi!" The little secretaries begged for mercy.

"We just chatted a few words and didn't say anything bad about the boss."

Demi said angrily: "It doesn't matter if you don't speak ill of the boss. She has worked very hard. If she hears these words again, won't she have more troubles? If you have time to talk here, you might as well work hard!... Barabara... "

"Understood." The little secretaries were dizzy from the training, and immediately slipped out of the lounge one by one obediently.

Laila hid around the corner amusedly, and waited for everyone to leave before entering the lounge to make herself a cup of tea.After coming to the company for more than two years, Demi really gave herself a surprise.From a vase at the beginning to a professional secretary now, is he finally considered a successful person?
But the title of "[-] million director" really disgusted her, no matter how it sounded, it didn't please her ears.That's [-] million!How come no one thinks it's actually a great record?You can count on your fingers all of Hollywood who can reach her level, why do you have to chase after her to be disgusting?
"BOSS." As soon as Demi entered the lounge, she saw the boss standing in front of the window holding a teacup, and her voice was suddenly raised several degrees in shock.

How could someone who wasn't there when she left a few minutes ago show up after turning around?
"Just call me if you need anything." She looked at the teacup in the boss's hand with some guilt.

"It's nothing, just came up from below, and made a cup of tea." Laila looked at her with a smile: "Would you like a cup too?"

"I don't need it!" Demi waved her hands quickly, she didn't dare to let the boss serve her, let alone she didn't have much interest in tea, coffee would be better. "I forgot something here." She timidly pointed to the position behind Laila.

Laila looked behind her and saw a folder on the table, and handed it to Demi: "Any interview invitations recently?"

"Ah?" Demi was stunned for a moment: "Which type do you need?" The boss, who obviously hates interviews the most, took the initiative to ask. It seems that the new movie will not be released until next summer, right?It's too early to advertise.

Laila thought for a while: "The influence is large enough. Newspapers, magazines and TV will do."

"There have always been a lot of media that have invited you. If you want to be interviewed, how about the "Entertainment Daily?" Demi suggested.

Laila drank tea to hide her embarrassment. It seemed that the thought of not letting her fat water flow to outsiders had penetrated into the depths of the secretary's heart.

But what she raised was indeed a good opinion. As her influence gradually deepened, the sales of "Entertainment Daily" increased, and even NBC's ratings were preempted by the few reality show ideas she came up with. The living space of many other TV stations.

"Help me book two interviews, I have something to say."

"Okay." Demi wrote down her words in the memo, and then asked curiously, "What do they need to interview?"

"[-] million directors."

Hearing this answer, Demi's face turned red. She swore that the boss must have heard what she just reprimanded those little secretaries, and she was ashamed!
(End of this chapter)