“It was only after he said those words that I was moved. I then realized that he is the backbone of directors in China and the reason why I admire him.”
Gareth proceeded to repeat Marcus’ words to Nell.
Nell was in for a shock.
It was hard to imagine that these words came out of a young director’s mouth.
He said, “The West has prevailed over the East in terms of science fiction films, not because we want to be beaten but because we don’t have a matured technique and long-term creative ideas. He had hoped to be the first to break those barriers and lead the Eastern science fiction movies into the eyes of the West. The people in the West would then know that people in the East yearn for the universe as well, and are capable of making great science fiction films.”
The entire office fell into a moment of silence.
Sitting there, Nell leaned against the chair without a peep.
Instead of hurrying her, Gareth made a budget list with other required information and placed it in front of her.
It took a while before Nell replied, “You may leave. I need to think about this.”
A five hundred million investment had no place for a slapdash decision after all.
Aware that it would be tough to convince Nell the first time, Gareth did not press further on the matter. He stood up and nodded before excusing himself.
After Gareth left, Nell re-examined the information and carefully browsed through.
By the time she finished reading everything, two hours had flown by.
Tired, Nell straightened her back. She got up and stretched for a bit.
She could tell from the documents that Gareth did pour in a lot of effort into the project, regardless of whether it was to fulfill his best friend’s last wish or to contribute towards Eastern science fiction.
In short, the documents alone proved that it was a doable project.
After much thought, Nell gave Gideon a call.
Gideon was having a meeting at Leith Corporation’s headquarters. Having received a call from her, he raised his hand to stop the high-ranking superiors who were reporting the numbers.
Sitting on a chair, Nell kneaded her brows and smiled. “Did I bother you with your work?”
Under the eye of the higher management who waited for him to hang up and continue the meeting, Gideon replied, “No, I have free time on my hands and was about to call you.”
The higher management, “...”
Nell grinned. “Great. I’m a bit hesitant about something and I wanted you to help me decide.”
“Okay, do tell.”
Nell detailed an accurate account of the project to Gideon.
Before he offered any advice, Gideon asked her, “What do you think?”
Nell was reluctant for a moment but finally came clean.
“It’s a huge risk but it won’t be just profits, we’d be seeing a milestone achieved in science fiction if it ends up being a success.”
Gideon curled his lips.
Without hesitation, he gave the OK. “Shoot it then.”
“Huh?”
Nell was surprised that he agreed to it so soon.
“No, did you get what I mean?”
Gideon smiled; the kind that was doting and confident.
“I understood every word but it might be a success, so we’re shooting it for sure.”
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