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Chapter 439 Mars Collidees with Earth

Amazon and Bezos wanted a quick resolution, but unbeknownst to them, Safra and Brewster had already traveled to Google headquarters to discuss the acquisition of Alexa.

"We must acquire Alexa; we can't let this company fall into Amazon's hands." This is related to the strategic layout of e-commerce, and Ernst cannot allow this company to fall into Amazon's hands.

It's not a question of whether I have it or whether it's useful to me; it's a question of whether you can have it.

"Don't worry, I know what to do." Hamilton hung up the phone, got up and went to the conference room to meet with Saffra and the others who had come to visit.

Meanwhile, Ernst, on the other end of the phone, felt a headache coming on when he saw the scene in the living room.

What was bound to happen eventually did happen; Mars did collide with Earth.

Inside the villa's living room in Yinshan City, the atmosphere was unusually heavy. Several people sat in four corners, and a silent tension filled the air.

Ernst had a headache, but more than that, he was upset.

Craig kept his head down, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the hem of his clothes, but the occasional shrug of his shoulders betrayed his true emotions.

That fatso clearly had a gloating look on his face.

The Australian Aries has a frosty expression, except when he occasionally glances at Katie playing with Rowe and Ron on the carpet, where he shows a hint of tenderness, before turning his face away and his eyes return to their icy state.

In another corner, Connery and Jessica, one tall and one short, were huddled together, engrossed in their scripts, seemingly oblivious to everything, as relaxed as the lady of the house.

Nicole Kidman brought Kathy to say goodbye to Ernst, not only to let her father see her before returning to Australia, but also to pick up Rowe and Ron.

There's nothing we can do; now, Case wants to play with the animals as soon as he opens his eyes, and he throws a tantrum if he can't see them.

The little one had been fussy the whole way from Whitney Farm to Los Angeles, leaving Nicole exhausted.

To make her journey back less stressful, Nicole planned to take Rowe and Ron to Australia temporarily. Once they returned to their home in Australia, she would let Katie see the piglets Ernst had raised for her, and then arrange for Rowe and Ron to fly back.

Unfortunately, not long after Nicole and Cass arrived, they ran into Connery and Jessica, and a silent war began.

Ernst's eyes were sharp as knives, fixed on Greg, and the powerful pressure made Greg not dare to look up.

He knew Nicole would be coming today, so after playing games together last night, he specially saw them off this morning. Little did he know that this fat guy would ruin his plans.

"Ernst, look at this zombie story, it's so exciting! What do you think of me starring in this movie?" Jessica, like a little rabbit, was completely unaffected by Nicole's gaze and hopped over to Ernst, snuggling into his arms without hesitation.

Completely oblivious to the throbbing veins on Nicole Kidman's forehead, she was clearly on the verge of exploding.

Ernst pulled her into his arms, glared at her irritably, and then slipped his large hand inside her shirt as a form of punishment.

Clearly, Ehuang and Nüying joined forces.

And the one who started all of this was none other than Greg, that fat bastard.

His company, Dolly Copyright, is currently collecting copyrights for horror films.

One was to expand the range of copyrights available to Dolly Copyright, and the other was to be commissioned by MGM.

Not long ago, MGM launched a brand new film production label that will focus on producing horror films.

Although this genre of film rarely produces high-grossing movies, its audience is very stable.

Horror movie enthusiasts, unlike other consumers, don't always watch the same movies; they basically only choose to watch horror movies.

Therefore, box office revenue does not reflect the market for this type of film; videotapes are the real source of income for these films.

Moreover, this type of project generally requires relatively low investment, making it a typical low-cost project. Not only are the returns considerable, but the risks are also within a controllable range, making it a highly cost-effective investment option for film and television companies.

For the first horror film from this new label, MGM decided to release a big-budget theatrical production to establish the label's reputation and lay the foundation for future development.

Greg, that fatso, was just trying to curry favor for no reason, and ended up blundering.

Of Ernst's women, he was most familiar with Connery and Jessica, and they met frequently, eventually becoming friends.

This time, MGM is going to release a horror movie, and he wanted to let the two of them see if there were any scripts they liked that they would like to act in.

This is a big production, after all. Although the character may not be likable, it is still a way for him to broaden his acting range.

Connery and Jessica, upon receiving his call and learning that they would be meeting at Ernst's house, naturally agreed without tacit agreement.

The two of them were playing their cards right. It wasn't that we were disobedient and wanted to come back; it was Greg who insisted that we come back.

And then, this scene unfolded before our eyes.

With Jessica's face flushed and her eyes pleading, Ernst withdrew his large hand and listened to her recount the story from the script.

As Ernst listened, he began to consider whether he should replace this fatso.

It's not because of what happened today, but does that fat bastard even have a brain?

Just look at this script! Is the screenwriter's brain filled with shit?

"Was this written by a screenwriter from China?"

Dolly Copyright not only buys copyrights, but also employs some screenwriters.

These screenwriters are scattered all over the world, and it's considered a part-time job, with the largest number coming from Hong Kong Island and Taiwan.

This was intentional on the part of Dolly Copyright, and was specifically instructed by Ernst.

In terms of imagination, the Chinese are definitely the ancestors of the world.

Putting everything else aside, just take that globally popular Korean drama he watched in his past life, "The Game of the Squid," for example. He still doesn't understand why that drama became so popular.

It's just about bringing a group of people together to survive.

Are there no American films?

Are there no Japanese films?

Not only is the concept outdated, but the design of the process is also childish.

It's important to know that South Korea doesn't have a censorship system, meaning they can film whatever they want.

Is this all you've got?

Just look at Chinese online novels; their imagination is miles ahead of that of people from other countries.

This is due to the rich cultural and historical heritage.

"No." Greg saw the title on the script cover: "It was written by a Chinese-American screenwriter living in Myrme. I think it's very good and full of ideas."

The end of the world has come, the weather is abnormal, and the temperature has dropped to minus twenty degrees Celsius overnight.

Ernst chuckled and looked at Greg. "Have you ever been to Alaska?"

Greg didn't understand what Ernst meant and replied, "Why would I go to that godforsaken place? I find Quebec in Canada too cold, let alone Alaska!"

Ernst wished he could send it to him right now. "You should really buy a plane ticket and go see what zombies look like."

Before Greg could speak, Jessica, who had already collapsed into Ernst's arms, exclaimed, "Zombies in Alaska? How come I didn't know?"

Ernst rolled his eyes and even flicked her forehead with his right hand. "Have any brains? Don't you think this script is a bit ridiculous? Abnormal weather, temperature plummeting to minus twenty degrees Celsius?"

"And this part, it says he went out to find supplies, saw a zombie slowly approaching him, and the zombie was too cold to move, right?"

Pointing at the script, Ernst felt as if he were reading a ridiculous novel rather than a proper script.

"With this kind of speed of action, what's the point of researching any secret weapons? The firefighters will finish the job in two hours; a little water will freeze it."

"Is this the end of the world? Isn't this just a budget trip to Alaska?"

Ernst thought it was fortunate that the outbreak in the story took place in North America rather than Northeast China, otherwise the old men and women in the countryside could have been chopped up by the frozen zombies to use as firewood.

"And this part, because of the radiation leak, most species mutated, and cockroaches are now bigger than a fist and can fly."

"Isn't that terrifying?" Jessica felt a chill run down her spine just thinking about it.

Ernst remembered that although there were many cockroaches in North America, they were all small-sized.

If this movie were to feature a scene with a cockroach the size of a fist that terrifies everyone, it would probably scare many North American viewers to death, but it would also make many Chinese movie fans laugh to death.

A cockroach the size of a fist?

Do you want to see a cockroach the size of a slipper?

Ernst then gave the group a brief explanation, but when he met Nicole Kidman's gaze, her previously engrossed expression instantly turned icy.

If something goes wrong, don't be afraid; just find a way to solve it.

As he spoke, Ernst patted Jessica's pert bottom, and after she got up, he walked towards Nicole.

"What are you going to do?" The other person shrank back warily.

"What are you doing?" Ernst grinned mischievously, hoisted the other person up amidst their screams and pounding, and headed for the stairs.

Before going upstairs, Ernst glanced at Connery and Jessica.

Connery blushed, while Jessica stood up excitedly and followed him, saying, "I'll go get the camera."

Greg was stunned as he watched the four figures vanish in an instant.

Turning her head, she saw Casey playing happily with her dog not far away. With a mournful face, she wailed, "I haven't even had breakfast yet! Can't I wait until after lunch?"

"Not only do they not provide meals, but they also expect me to babysit their children. What do they take me for?"