[Urban] King of Entertainment (Complete) - 1

"Entertainment Emperor" primarily features celebrities from around the world and female stars, along with glamorous female anchors, married ladies, alluring mature women, pure school beauties, top-tier mature women, cute lolis, charming young women, alluring flight attendants, and aloof white-collar workers... Better to kill ten thousand innocent people than let one guilty person go free!

Chapter 1: From Poor to Rich

"Holy crap! This can't be real, right?" Liu Yuanhang exclaimed in surprise. After a while, he carefully examined the room's furnishings before believing that he had transmigrated, or rather, that his soul had transmigrated. Liu Yuanhang could be considered one of the most ordinary people. Twenty-eight years old, from an ordinary family, he owned a house but didn't have much money. His job was managing an internet cafe's computer room, earning a little over a thousand yuan a day. The salary wasn't high, but it was relatively easy. He spent his days watching movies, reading novels, and watching entertainment programs; his life was good.

Unexpectedly, he transmigrated while taking a nap in front of the computer, and even transmigrated to Los Angeles, California, USA. The current time was March 8, 1993, according to the calendar. And the foreigner he possessed was named David Carnegie. Seventeen years old this year, a very ordinary name, but his great-grandfather was the "Steel King" Andrew Carnegie. However, David Carnegie's father, Kent Carnegie, had a falling out with the family and married a Chinese woman, Xia He, who is David Carnegie's mother. Therefore, David Carnegie never even met his grandfather.

Sadly, both his parents died in a car accident last August, and Liu Yuanhang doesn't know what happened to his mother in 2013. Fortunately, the family owns two houses, and the rent alone is enough for his mother's living expenses. Although Liu Yuanhang is ordinary, he has a very easygoing personality and has never envied others for their wealth or power. He is content with a simple life. His appearance and height are much better than in his previous life. Liu Yuanhang is very satisfied because in his previous life he was only 1.68 meters tall, but now he is 1.78 meters tall, and at only 17, he can still grow; at least 1.8 meters is not a problem. His looks are also ordinary. Although he can't compare to David, who plays football, he is at least considered handsome. From today onwards, there is no Liu Yuanhang, only David Carnegie.

The room, about thirty square meters, was filled with film equipment, suggesting the homeowner was an avid filmmaker. This equipment alone was estimated to be worth at least $200,000. It was 1993, and the US dollar was very valuable; in China, a salary was only around a hundred yuan. $200,000 was equivalent to 1.6 million Chinese yuan.

David Carnegie emerged from the room. Siegfried, the villa's butler, greeted him, "Young Master, you're up? Breakfast is ready."

"Yes, Siegfried."

Breakfast was as he remembered: fried eggs and ham, bread and milk. After finishing breakfast, David Carnegie strolled through the villa's garden, where he could see half of Los Angeles. The villa itself was worth at least $5 million. This was Beverly Hills, known as "the world's most prestigious residential area," the most famous city within a city in Los Angeles. It boasted the world's most upscale shopping streets, numerous mansions of Hollywood stars, and was considered a mecca for the world's film industry. Beverly Hills attracts countless tourists from all over the world every year, who curiously explore its streets and alleys.

Sitting by the pool, David Carnegie couldn't believe that in his previous life he didn't even have the money to come to Los Angeles, yet now he possessed such a vast fortune. His real estate alone exceeded ten million US dollars, his stock holdings were worth around thirty million, and he owned a television station—a small one, of course, incomparable to behemoths like CBS. But it was still worth around ten million US dollars. Add to that cash, and David Carnegie had sixty million US dollars, enough to live on for a lifetime even if he broke his legs.

But what to do with so much money? Buy a car? Cars these days are boring. Buy a house? He already had his own top-notch villa. Women? That's a good option. David Carnegie drifted off to sleep, dreaming of fooling around with Hollywood beauties, having passionate encounters with Chinese actresses, and then fighting with South Korean beauties—it was pure bliss.

"Young Master! Young Master!!!"

David Carnegie was interrupted from his sweet dream. He opened his eyes angrily and said, "Who is it?"

"Young Master! It's a bit chilly now. If you want to rest, go back to your room," said Siegfried.

Siegfried had watched David Carnegie grow up since he was a child, and was practically as close to him as his parents. "Okay!"

Back in his room, David Carnegie began to plan his future. The stock market crash was over, and stocks were stable now, so making a fortune from that wouldn't work. Football? That wouldn't be until next year. He only remembered the last three matches of the 1994 World Cup: Italy 2-1 Bulgaria, Brazil 1-0 Sweden, and the final 0-0 (3-2 on penalties) between Brazil and Italy. Brazil won on penalties. That should be a good way to make money!

After thinking for a long time, it seemed that besides football, David Carnegie was neither good at anything else. Just as David Carnegie was about to give up on being a comfortable rich man, he saw the filming equipment in the room. He exclaimed happily, "I'm so stupid! I have twenty years of entertainment and film knowledge from the Prophet. Plus, the original owner of this body was a professional filmmaker."

With a new industry to develop, what should David Carnegie do first? Songs seemed impossible; he didn't have a record company or any singers. Movies were out of the question too; he could direct but didn't have a company. He wanted to learn novels, but no one was taking the lead, so that wouldn't work either. Finally, there was television—his family owned a television station. Absolutely!

Following the novel formula, he'd start by stealing Friends, since it was going to air in two years, and he wanted to release it first. He acted on his impulse. Having read Friends in his previous life, David Carnegie began writing the script.

Friends, a humorous sitcom, is one of the most successful and influential television series in American history, and even globally. Friends' popularity stems from two main reasons: firstly, it possesses the qualities of a high-quality consumer product; more importantly, amidst the constant laughter, it shows us another kind of ordinary life, where all sorts of people clash and create hilarious situations due to emotions, principles, interests, and status. At the same time, family, friendship, and love are also elevated through these interactions. Friends has become an invisible mirror of people's daily lives, allowing us to learn from life and appreciate the beauty and goodness in it.

Unfortunately, Siegfried knocked on the door: "Knock! Knock! Lunch is ready, young master."

"Sigfried, wait two minutes, I'll be right down."

"Yes, young master."

David Carnegie first wrote down a bit of the Friends outline, otherwise he'd be in big trouble if he forgot later. During lunch, Siegfried said, "Young master! You should go for a walk later, it's not good to stay home all the time."

David Carnegie thought for a moment; Friends wasn't in a rush, and he also wanted to see what the City of Angels and the luxury of Beverly Hills were really like. "Yes, Siegfried! I'll go for a walk after lunch, don't worry."

"Do you need a driver?"

"No, I'll just walk around the streets of Beverly Hills."

Beverly Hills is known for its excellent security; after all, it's a world-famous wealthy area, where even a casual stumble could make someone a millionaire. The villa housed a driver, a cook, two cleaning staff, and a butler named Siegfried—five people in total.

Leaving the villa, David Carnegie began recalling his introduction to Beverly Hills. Wilshire Boulevard, the main street of Beverly Hills, was home to banks and commercial buildings, and countless top-tier department stores. The nearby Beverly Center was also a favorite of many celebrities, housing nearly 180 boutiques with distinctive exteriors, characterized by its transparent escalators and rock-and-roll restaurants.

Beverly Hills also boasted 18 world-renowned jewelry and antique shops, as well as countless restaurants. One Italian restaurant, "Mezzaluna," had an exceptionally atmospheric ambiance, and casual attire was acceptable. The restaurant featured an oven where pizzas were baked in public, and a bar was also present. Tuesdays were "Motorcycle Nights," attracting high-profile figures who raced motorcycles; actor George Michael was a regular customer.

The "Bistro Club," a gathering place for celebrities and film reporters, was opened in the 1960s with funding from over 60 stars. The Beverly Hills Hotel, known as the "Pink Palace," has hosted countless celebrities; a night there might allow you to touch a lampshade used by a beautiful young woman or see a dressing mirror used by a famous actress. Roddle Street is Beverly Hills' upscale shopping street, lined with flagship stores of top brands, boasting a grander atmosphere than other shopping districts.

The buildings, both inside and out, are meticulously designed, perfectly blending art and commerce. Many films have also been shot here. The nearby Grove shopping district is a trendy shopping destination for Los Angeles' fashionable elite. The Farmers Market, originally an outdoor market established in 1934, has transformed from a simple fruit and vegetable market into a hub for restaurants, with nearly a hundred shops, gradually becoming a popular local spot. Established in 1934, the Farmers Market boasts over 100 boutiques, restaurants, and food shops, making it one of Los Angeles's premier shopping, dining, and fresh produce destinations. The newly built Gulf Coast shopping village, adjacent to the Farmers Market, houses major retailers, boutiques, movie theaters, and restaurants. Visitors can tour the village from one end to the other by double-decker tram.

Walking along Villa Boulevard, David Carnegie longed to see Michael Jackson's $30 million mansion, but unfortunately, he didn't recognize the location and didn't know Jackson himself. Jackie Chan also seems to have a residence here, but it's only 1993, and he hasn't visited the US yet.

Reaching Wilshire Boulevard, David Carnegie finally understood what true wealth meant. He remembered hearing the famous saying here: "Don't ask the price when buying something; if you do, it means you can't afford it." The jewelry and clothing stores here are all lavishly decorated, exuding an air of grandeur, like art galleries. The roadside is lined with luxury cars: Ferraris, Mercedes-Benzes, BMWs, Bentleys—you name it, they have it. One can imagine how wealthy this place is.

David Carnegie thought to himself as he walked, "Damn it! Half of the consumption here could probably feed African refugees for a year. It could even fund primary schools for all children in China."

Compared to them, David Carnegie realized that his 60 million was only average compared to the local tycoons. He was far from being among the top billionaires, let alone the behemoths of the ten major families.

On his way home, relying on his prophetic knowledge, David Carnegie believed that even if he couldn't compare to the ten major families, he shouldn't be far behind the top billionaires. After all, there was still the stock market crash to come, and football was a magic weapon for rebirth and wealth. (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sexual positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter

Chapter Two: Friends.)

In the following days, besides occasionally strolling along Wilshire Boulevard, he discovered that many brands required custom-made items and didn't have direct sales. Watches, jewelry, and clothes can all be designed and custom-made. David Carnegie wasn't interested in that right now; his mind was entirely focused on Friends, so he had to lock himself in his room writing the script.

Hollywood's pickiness about scripts was world-renowned. Although David Carnegie was a director, he didn't need to write in a very formal style. Although he inherited David Carnegie's memories, David Carnegie was basically a film fanatic and knew very little about other things. Fortunately, the television station also had dedicated staff who would review and revise the script.

He revised and rewrote. Although it was a pirated copy, David Carnegie had read the Chinese version, but actually writing it was no easy task. It took him almost two weeks to finally finish.

As he was leaving, Siegfried asked, "Young Master, are you going out?"

"Sigfried, arrange a driver, we're going to the television station." David Carnegie knew where the television station was, but he was completely unfamiliar with Los Angeles traffic. Why take a taxi when you have a driver? That would be crazy.

Although the skyscrapers in Los Angeles in 1993 looked much older than in later years, it couldn't hide its prosperity. The television station was in a nine-story building that looked rather old. David Carnegie had been there a few times before and went straight to the office of Vice President Carlos DeCook.

"Boss, you're here?" Carlos DeCook's secretary, Lucy, stood up and said,

"Is President DeCook in?"

"Yes!" Lucy picked up the phone and made a few words. Less than half a minute later, Carlos DeCook appeared at the office door: "Oh! God David, you're finally here! Please come in, Lucy, bring me two cups of coffee."

"Okay."

The foreigner was very direct, and the two sat down. Carlos DeCook said directly, "David, even if you hadn't come, I would have come to find you."

"Carlos, what happened?" David Carnegie asked;

"The situation at the television station is terrible, whether it's dramas, entertainment programs, or the weather forecast. It's unbelievable."

Although David Carnegie wasn't very familiar with television stations, he knew his station was small, even smaller than a provincial television station in China. "Don't worry, DeCook, look what I brought you." He took a script from his bag and placed it on the table.

Carlos DeCook had been worried that David Carnegie knew the television station was struggling and wanted to sell it. He picked up the script on the table and began to examine it carefully. David Carnegie, unhurried, sipped his coffee and observed the office.

After about ten minutes, Carlos DeCook put down the script and said, "David, this script is excellent. It's a pity our station lacks funds. Otherwise, we would definitely have acquired it."

"Don't worry about funding, I'll personally cover it first."

"Really? David!"

"I have no reason to lie to you, DeCook. Besides, the script needs to be reviewed by the station's writers."

"That's no problem at all. By the way, David, where did you find the script?"

"Would you believe me if I said I wrote it myself?" David Carnegie laughed:

"Oh! God, that's crazy."

"Also, DeCook, I'll direct this TV series."

"You'll direct?" Now Carlos DeCook was even more surprised. He had been working at the television station for four years, from twenty-seven to thirty-one years old. He knew his young boss, David Carnegie, all too well. He was a complete movie fanatic; as for television series, he considered them mere child's play compared to movies.

"Of course, don't you trust my skills?"

"No, no. David, why the sudden change?"

"My parents are gone, and I couldn't let my father's hard work go to waste. That's why I wrote this script. As for filming television series, it's just for practice, to build a better foundation for future filmmaking." David Carnegie said,

"I didn't expect you to change so much."

"Alright, DeCook, now's not the time for sentimentality. Have someone estimate how much funding is needed for the production, and I'll inject the funds. Then we'll start casting."

"I'll give you an answer in two days. What about the Writers Guild, David?"

"I'll definitely join the Directors Guild, and I'll join the Writers Guild as well." David Carnegie thought for a moment and said: after all, he knew the power of American labor unions—they had money, manpower, and considerable power. Without cooperating with them, he could only make films under $3 million.

"I believe that under your leadership, NCA will become a huge television station."

"Carlos, you're busy, I'll be going now."

"Okay, David, you'll have to come to the station often from now on."

"No problem." David Carnegie smiled. The television station was a valuable asset, and he owned all the shares. How could he not come?

With some free time, David Carnegie finally got to visit Chinatown, Little Tokyo, Disney Concert Hall, the Dolby Theatre (formerly the Kodak Theatre), the Getty Center, the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum, the Los Angeles County Museum of Art, Grauman's Chinese Theatre, Hollywood landmarks, Hollywood Boulevard, Los Angeles City Hall, and the Hollywood Bowl.

Of course, two or three days wasn't enough time to see everything, so Chinatown was his first stop. Although he had black hair like many Chinese people, his white skin indicated he was a foreigner. Upon entering Chinatown, he was greeted by countless lanterns and many Chinese people, which made David Carnegie feel at home.

Along the way, Chinese-style buildings, signs with Chinese characters, various Chinese restaurants, and shops selling traditional Chinese handicrafts were everywhere. It felt like stepping back into China; he was tired of bread, steak, and pork chops after all these days. Now he couldn't resist the urge to enjoy a Chinese feast.

David Carnegie chose a particularly crowded restaurant. Because Chinese cuisine is becoming increasingly popular, many foreigners frequently visit. "Welcome! How many of you?"

"One!" David Carnegie replied, speaking specifically in Chinese.

The welcoming lady was surprised for a moment before saying, "This way, please."

David Carnegie went upstairs to a window seat, sat down, and looking at the familiar menu, couldn't help but say, "I'll have sweet and sour pork ribs, spicy stir-fried cabbage, poached chicken, steamed carp, and pork rib and corn soup—that's all."

The waiter was stunned for a moment; this foreigner's Chinese was excellent. Seeing the waiter's lack of response, David Carnegie reminded her, "That's all."

"Oh! Oh! Please wait a moment."

Although the restaurant was crowded, the food came out quickly. Within ten minutes, the dishes arrived one after another. Looking at the familiar food, David Carnegie's appetite was whetted; he ate three bowls of rice and almost all the dishes. It wasn't that the restaurant was skimpy on ingredients; David Carnegie simply always ate a lot, and this was the first time in so many days that he was eating these familiar dishes, so naturally he ate even more.

The bill came to only eight US dollars—incredibly cheap. The Chinese people are truly hardworking and resilient. Actually, eight US dollars isn't a small amount; the average salary in China these days is only thirty or forty US dollars. Walking through Chinatown, David Carnegie found many things, and by the time he reached halfway, his hands were full of bags, just like those middle-aged women on a shopping spree. Unable to carry any more, he had to return to the parking lot to get in the car and go home.

Looking at the large and small bags behind David Carnegie, Sigurdsworth exclaimed in surprise, "Young Master, did you buy all this?"

"Yes! Is there a problem, Sigurd?"

"No! No!" Sigurdsworth and David Carnegie went out quite often, always buying film equipment; they rarely bought anything else. His wife bought the clothes. Entering the house and discovering that all these things were from China, if David Carnegie hadn't seemed normal, he would have definitely exclaimed that he'd seen a ghost.

“Sig, I think Chinese food is delicious. Do you think we should hire a Chinese chef?” David Carnegie said.

“Rotod has been working here for almost ten years.”

“Sig, I didn’t say I wanted to replace Rotod. I just want to hire a Chinese chef so I don’t have to go all the way to Chinatown to eat Chinese food.”

“That’s no problem.” Sig Flor didn’t even think about it. After all, how much does it cost to hire a chef? One of the young master’s outfits is enough for a chef’s salary for a year.

David Carnegie thought for a moment and said, “Sig, then find two Chinese chefs and see who is better. Remember, they have to be Chinese; otherwise, they can’t make it taste the same.”

“I understand, young master.”

The next day, Sig hired two Chinese chefs. After David Carnegie tasted the food, he chose the better chef, Li Zhenhua, paying him twice the salary he would receive elsewhere. In addition, the family members also received a 50% raise, since they had worked here for many years. David wasn’t short of that little bit of money.

After finishing the Chinese food prepared by Li Zhenhua that evening, David Carnegie received a call from Carlos DeCook. "David, the script isn't a big problem, just a few minor revisions. The budget will be around 2-2.5 million USD, or 1.5-1.8 million USD if we don't use expensive actors."

David Carnegie thought for a moment and said, "Carlos, you spread the word first, I'll choose the actors myself. If there aren't any suitable ones, we'll hire others." "

Okay, no problem!"

"See you at the TV station tomorrow!"

When David Carnegie woke up the next morning, he received an unexpected surprise: Li Zhenhua had surprisingly made dumplings. David Carnegie ate almost forty in one go before heading to the TV station. Los Angeles is the world's exam paradise, with countless people coming every day to fulfill their dreams of stardom. Some might not even be able to afford food now, but if they make a movie and become famous, they'll truly rise from humble beginnings. Los Angeles has countless millionaires, but also countless poor people.

Chapter Three: The Six Main Actors

. First, there are three female leads. The first plays a wealthy heiress who, after escaping her arranged marriage, first works as a waitress in a coffee shop, and later works in the fashion industry. The second actor plays a chef who loves neatness and organization, and is highly competitive. The third plays an eccentric masseur who enjoys playing guitar and singing; his famous song is "Smelly Cat."

Next are the three male leads: the first plays a paleontology professor who has been divorced three times and is sometimes petty. The second plays a company executive who thinks he has a great sense of humor but sometimes lacks confidence, thus using humor to mask his insecurity. The third plays an actor who loves food and beautiful women, is simple-minded but kind-hearted.

Finding six such main characters wouldn't be difficult at all; countless people in Los Angeles could have played them. But Friends wasn't just one season; it ran for ten. It aired continuously for ten years, from 1994 to 2004. You can imagine how phenomenal this show was. In 1996, it achieved a record of 53 million viewers, and the final episode in 2004 garnered 52.5 million viewers. Any television station with this show, even if not a top-tier station, would certainly be considered a first-rate station.

To get a role, a long-term contract is essential; otherwise, if they become famous, they might start demanding higher salaries or better benefits. It would be troublesome if they complained about the burden of taking vacations! Of course, David Carnegie isn't a rich man; he'll pay what he's owed. But he definitely won't ask for an exorbitant amount.

In his previous life, David Carnegie watched countless American dramas and entertainment programs in internet cafes, and of course, listened to a lot of music. With so many advantages, if he still couldn't reach the top, he might as well die again—though he wondered if he could be reborn.

Hundreds of people had gathered outside the NCA television station early in the morning; these were all there for auditions. There were white people, black people, Asian people, and of course, plenty of beautiful women and handsome men. David Carnegie saw many people as soon as he got out of the car; the auditionees had already gone inside. Those outside were probably there with friends or family.

"David! You're finally here!" Carlos DeCook hadn't expected so many people; it seems that higher pay makes a difference.

"Carlos, what's wrong?"

"There are too many people, can you handle it?" Carlos DeCook asked.

"Don't worry, let's go quickly!" David Carnegie said.

In a large room at the television station, David Carnegie, Carlos DeCook, and a television station executive sat down. "We can begin."

Unexpectedly, the first person to enter was a black man. To be honest, it's incredibly difficult for black people to become famous these days. Too many people can't accept it. David Carnegie didn't even ask. Seeing the reactions of those around him, Carlos DeCook could only say, "You can go and wait for news."

The black man clearly expected this outcome and said dejectedly, "Okay."

The next few were either desperate for fame or completely lacked skill, their performances stiff and awkward. The sixth place winner surprised David Carnegie: Lisa Kudrow. This typical innocent, Western girl. But wasn't she already famous? Why was she here? If she hadn't shown up, she should have been on Friends next year!

Lisa is a California native. She was born into a wealthy family; her father was Phoebe, a world-renowned headache specialist, and her mother was a travel agent. Lisa consistently excelled academically, but she always had an interest in acting and loved music.

In 1981, Lisa graduated from William Howard Taft High School. That same year in New York, she attended Vassar College, majoring in biology, graduating four years later (from high school to college, she was a representative on the school's tennis team). Lisa planned to work in drug research and return to Los Angeles to work with her father. At that time, she temporarily put aside her acting dreams.

She went home and met Jon Lovites, a friend of her brother and an actor on Saturday Night Live. Lisa's dream of becoming an actress was rekindled. Jon Lovites encouraged Lisa to audition for a comedy, The Groundlings. In 1989, she was finally accepted by The Groundlings, during which time she gained a lot of acting experience.

Carlos DeCook asked several questions, which Lisa Kudrow answered perfectly. David Carnegie knew that Lisa Kudrow only needed an opportunity and couldn't help but ask, "Lisa, let me ask you, why did you come here?"

Lisa Kudrow honestly replied, "Because my show is canceled this year, so I came here to try."

"Congratulations on being selected. Please be here at nine o'clock tomorrow." David Carnegie said,

"Thank you!"

Except for the lunch break, the casting was finally completed by five o'clock in the afternoon. Except for Lisa Kudrow, none of the other main actors showed up. However, there were not six but ten people selected. They would be tested again tomorrow, and then contracts would be signed.

Carlos DeCook poured himself a glass of red wine and said, "David, do you believe they can do it?"

"Of course, Carlos. The money my parents left me didn't come from thin air," David Carnegie said, pouring himself more wine.

Carlos DeCook didn't stop him; after all, red wine was just a beverage for them, a pleasure. "David, you've changed so much."

"It will be even more so in the future. I don't just want the television station to succeed; I want to build my own film empire." David Carnegie downed his glass of red wine in one gulp.

If anyone else said that, Carlos DeCook certainly wouldn't believe it, but the kid in front of him, a 17-year-old, was obsessed with film. If someone like that couldn't succeed, no one else could. "But David, aren't their salaries and contracts a bit too high?"

"There's a Chinese saying: 'If you want a horse to run well, first feed it well.'" David Carnegie laughed.

"I didn't expect you to be so familiar with the Chinese language?"

"The Chinese language is profound and extensive, and they have over five thousand years of history. They were the first to invent things like the compass and gunpowder,"

Carlos DeCook chuckled. "David, I didn't expect you to admire China so much. If I hadn't known you for so many years, I would have thought you were Chinese."

Of course I am Chinese, just not in appearance. Of course, I can't say that unless I want to be a guinea pig for Americans. "Good things should be learned. Maybe I'll even make Chinese films in the future."

"I believe you will succeed. By the way, I noticed today that you're interested in Lisa Kudrow."

"Lisa Kudrow!" David Carnegie nodded. He was indeed interested in this woman, but she was already thirty, the prime of her life. Unfortunately, few women abroad can maintain their beauty. By the time of 2002, she had lost the beauty and innocence of the previous seasons. Unlike many Chinese celebrities, they find it difficult to hide their age.

"So you really like someone so much older than you?"

David Carnegie chuckled. "Don't overthink it, I'm just curious."

"Really?"

"Really! I'm leaving now. I trust Sig is waiting for me at home for dinner."

"Okay, I won't keep you for dinner."

Sitting in his luxurious Mercedes, it would be a miracle if David Carnegie didn't think about women. He could play around with Lisa Kudrow, but adding her to his harem would be difficult. After all, who doesn't like beautiful women? If it were Monica Bellucci or Sophie Marceau, he'd take them without hesitation. Unfortunately, while he has some money, without fame, he can't afford to reject them. Of course, it's not impossible; in six months to a year, when he has a movie released, things will be very different.

Back home, Sig Fro was already waiting: "What would you like for dinner, young master?"

"Sig, let's have steak tonight! And a nice glass of red wine." David Carnegie said without hesitation after taking a sip of his wine.

"Medium or medium?"

"Mine's medium, yours's medium." David Carnegie chuckled as he went upstairs to change.

Lying in the spacious, white bathtub, David Carnegie realized that aside from the very famous celebrities, he barely recognized any other ordinary ones. As for South Korea and Japan, he knew quite a few, but those with real power would automatically come to them. They seemed humble to the powerful Americans, but acted all high and mighty in front of the Chinese. He wondered where they got their courage? Maybe it was just an inferiority complex! Haha, such a tiny place calling itself a great power.

"Young Master! The steak and red wine are ready." Siegfried interrupted David Carnegie's musings.

"Yes, Siegfried, I'll be right down."

He had to admit, good beef grilled, sprinkled with salt and a touch of lard, was incredibly delicious. Paired with a rich red wine, David Carnegie was truly impressed by his family's chef. No wonder his salary had kept increasing after working at home for so many years.

Chapter Four: Filming a TV Series.

Filming a TV series is far less difficult than filming, and David Carnegie was confident in his skills. In China, people might judge a person primarily by which university they attended. Especially back in 1993, every household was proud of having a college graduate. Unfortunately, they had no idea how ubiquitous college graduates would be in ten years. Leaving aside prestigious universities, there would be at least ten first-tier, second-tier, and third-tier universities in every province.

It's not that going to university is bad, but how many students at third-tier schools actually study? Most go to pick up girls, play games, and party in bars. David Carnegie, reborn, had no intention of going to school. In America, a person's ability isn't measured by the university they attend. It's more about ability.

The first season, with 24 episodes, mainly introduces the main characters Rachel, Monica, Phoebe, Chandler, Joey, and Ross. Ross has just divorced his wife Carol because she was a lesbian. At this time, Monica, Phoebe, and Ross all live alone, while only Chandler and Joey share an apartment. At this time, Monica's old friend Rachel, dressed in a wedding gown, bursts into Central Perk café. She has just escaped her wedding to her fiancé, Barry, and moved in with Monica. Rachel quickly becomes a waitress at Central Perk, beginning to learn to leave behind her former privileged life and support herself. Meanwhile, Ross's ex-wife is pregnant with his child; she later gives birth to a boy named Ben, who is raised by Carol and her lesbian partner, Susan.

The six main characters were paid $1,000 per episode, totaling $24,000 for 24 episodes. That might not sound like much, but it's roughly 190,000 RMB. However, this was in 1993, so that salary was quite high, and it increased by 30% in the second season. The six of them signed the contracts immediately after just one look.

Apartments were easy to find in Los Angeles; in America, money talks. It's a completely money-driven society; if you have enough money, you can even be president. Of course, the US president seems very powerful, controlling the Middle East and the Asia-Pacific region. In reality, the US president's power is quite limited, with far too many restrictions. (This is a bit of a digression, but I'll write a bit for the sake of later plot developments.) "

Rachel, watch your expression, that's it!"

"Damn it! Matt LeBlanc is a simpleton, you have to portray that. Not that you're smart. Okay?"

"Cut! Cut!"

"Humor! You know? Use humor to mask your lack of confidence. Oh God, how many times do I have to say it?"

"Watch out! Your competitive spirit, that's it."

After several days of filming, David Carnegie finally understood why directors liked to use large megaphones. These actors hadn't actually filmed anything before, they'd only studied and practiced. But they were still quite a distance from real filming. "Okay! Half an hour break."

Finally, they could rest. The extras and the crew separated into their respective rest areas. "I never imagined David could be so terrifying when he's filming."

"I didn't expect it either. David, who's usually like a big boy, turns into a tyrant when filming."

"David's doing it for our own good, since none of us have actually filmed before. By the way, Lisa's filmed quite a few, tell us about it."

"Not bad, actually many directors are like that, after all, it's us who make mistakes." Lisa Kudrow said,

"Lisa gets the least scolding, Lisa, you should give us more guidance."

On the other side, David Carnegie also picked up a book to read. Although he remembered it, filming and what the book described were completely different. It's like saying anyone can do it, but doing it is difficult. Things that seem simple are hard to do. Half an hour later, the assistant director came over to remind him, "David, it's time, filming can begin."

"Okay, go and inform them."

During filming, David Carnegie watched for a while and saw that these people were improving. Actors who always stay in the same place shouldn't continue in this industry. They were also much gentler when speaking. "Note that Rachel is a rich heiress; her demeanor is very important. Even though she works as a coffee shop waitress!"

"Cut! Cut!"

"Lisa, pay attention to your guitar playing. Geed, you demonstrate."

"Okay, that's it, all done!"

That evening, David Carnegie sat there looking at the stars. He didn't realize how boring it was when he was busy, but when he stopped, he found it incredibly dull. He had few friends here, not even a single classmate in touch. He had a computer, but hardly anyone used the internet. As for movies, well, he'd already seen all the good ones in his past life.

David Carnegie sat until after nine o'clock, then decided to go back and write a script. This time, he was writing a script he had chosen: a DV film. The first was *The Blair Witch Project*, and the second was *Paranormal Activity*.

Both films were ultra-low-budget horror movies, filmed entirely with DV cameras, employing a mockumentary style—technically simple—a style pioneered by *The Blair Witch Project*.

"The Blair Witch Project," a film with a production budget of only $60,000, tells the story of three film students who, in October 1994, arrived in Bull Town with a DV camera to investigate local legends about the Blair Witch. In their search for the Blair Witch, they ventured into the Black Mountain Forest near town, but soon disappeared.

The public and the US government searched for them, using helicopters and even satellites, but to no avail, and the search was abandoned.

A year later, several students explored the Black Mountain Forest again. In a secluded cabin, they found a package containing the diary of one of the missing students, Hazi, and a pre-edited film reel detailing the terrifying events that occurred when Hazi and the other two disappeared a year earlier.

This is the story of "The Blair Witch Project." During its promotion, the film was claimed to be adapted from that film reel, seemingly telling a true story, but in reality, it's all just a movie (latest chapter of Hellish Undercover).

However, this promotional method and the mockumentary film technique pioneered a new approach. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, *The Blair Witch Project* will be released next year, raking in $140 million in North America and $108 million overseas, for a staggering $248 million worldwide! And its production cost was a mere $60,000.

Another film, *Paranormal Activity*, tells the story of a young couple who move into a large suburban house, but the house seems haunted, with frequent paranormal phenomena and strange noises. The couple decides to use cameras to film what's happening in the house, hoping to capture the ghosts. However, this leads to a terrible end.

This 2009 film had an even lower production cost of only $11,000! And its box office took in a staggering $193 million worldwide, with $107 million in North America and $85 million overseas.

David Carnegie has no shortage of time or money, so why did he choose these two films? Because of money! Yes, money! If he wanted to make more money, he'd just make movies like this. Of course, you could make a shipwreck movie, but how much funding would that require? Two hundred million just for filming, tens of millions for promotion. Where would he get that much money?

Filming TV series was for the TV station, and also a way to hone his skills. Once the series was successful, he'd immediately open a film company, and all the profits would be his. Of course, that excludes the theater costs. In his previous life, he only watched these two DV films after reading the director's novel.

David Carnegie's original idea was to make the TV series *Friends*, and then film the DV movie *The Blair Witch Project*. With that funding, he could make those big-budget movies, like the future shipwreck. *Asian Storm* (1997), *World Cup* (1998). The more David Carnegie thought about it, the more motivated he became to write the script.

Until midnight, Siegfried came to remind him: "Young Master, it's already midnight, you can rest. We have filming tomorrow!"

"Okay, Siegfried, I'll wash my face and go to sleep right away." David Carnegie wanted to rest well for his future happiness. Because in the future, he would have lots and lots of money, many beautiful female stars by his side, and eat top-notch food every day.

Chapter 5 filming was completed.

Because David Carnegie, the director, and many others were first-timers, the filming progress was slow. Fortunately, it was the 90s, and no one was in such a rush. Thinking back to his previous life, South Korea was truly terrifying. Directors, in order to save costs, didn't treat actors like human beings. At their peak, they could film three episodes in a week, while South Korea usually only aired two episodes a week. In South Korea, directors were very powerful. But the most powerful were, of course, the government and the chaebols. South Koreans had a deep-seated inferiority

complex, comparable to Japan. They named their tiny place "Great Country." (This explains why, when the South Korean chaebols later sought cooperation with David, they even sent several of the most famous women.) "Cut!" David Carnegie shouted, finally the first season was finished. It took more than three months. "Thank you for your hard work. Tomorrow we'll hold a banquet to reward everyone."

"Thank you, Director."

"Alright, everyone, get some rest today."

He hadn't even sat down for two minutes when he received a call from Carlos DeCook: "David, filming is finished?"

"Finished. I can finally get a few days of rest."

“No problem! By the way, when do you plan to broadcast it?”

“You can advertise on TV first, and it will officially air a week later.” David Carnegie thought for a moment and said,

“Okay, then I won’t disturb your rest any longer. Contact me if you need anything.”

“Bye!”

After filming was completed, David Carnegie finally relaxed, but looking at the DV script for “The Blair Witch Project” on the table, he was really worried. There were no DV cameras at all in 1993. Siegfried had searched for several days in Los Angeles but couldn’t find one. (In July 1995, Sony released the first DV camera.)

What to do if there are no DV cameras? What to do? What to use to film? Like a movie? David Carnegie couldn’t think of any movies to film, and there were very few low-cost, high-return movies. “Young Master! Dinner is ready.”

Sigh! I can’t think about it anymore, my head is killing me. David Carnegie said, “Siegfried, I’ll come down.”

Siegfried thought Chinese food was good, but he didn’t expect the young master to like it so much, eating it at least three or four times a week. People who didn’t know better would think the young master was Asian. David Carnegie ate two large bowls of rice, two bowls of chicken soup, and several dishes before finally putting down his chopsticks and going for a walk in the garden to digest.

"Young master, what fruit would you like for tomorrow? Oh! We're out of chocolate." Siegfried appeared in the garden with a fruit platter.

"Siegfried, what did you just say?" David Carnegie asked, as if remembering something.

"What fruit would you like for tomorrow, young master?" Siegfried, thinking David hadn't heard, repeated.

"The next part."

"We're out

of chocolate." "Chocolate, chocolate!" David Carnegie exclaimed happily, "Siegfried, you're so cute!"

While Siegfried was still confused, David Carnegie had already run upstairs. Yes, it's Forrest Gump, with that classic line: "Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get." The production cost was only $5.5 million, but the global box office reached $350 million. And it received countless positive reviews!

The film opens with a feather drifting in the sky, fluttering past treetops and soaring into the blue heavens… Finally, it lands at Forrest Gump's feet. Forrest tucks it into his favorite book as he sits on a bench in Savannah, telling his life story to fellow passengers waiting for the bus. The film

then shifts to his school days. Forrest was born shortly after World War II in a remote town in Alabama, in the American South. He was born with an IQ of only 75, but his mother, a strong-willed woman, wanted her son to live like everyone else. She constantly encouraged Forrest, telling him he was just like everyone else and urging him to be self-reliant. God did not abandon Forrest; He not only gave him incredibly fast legs but also a pure and honest mind, free from any evil thoughts. On the school bus, Forrest meets Jenny, a blonde girl (who is being abused by her father). From then on, with the love and care of his mother and Jenny, Forrest begins his lifelong journey of running. In high school, Forrest Gump ran into a school's football field to escape being chased by his classmates, and that's how he ended up in college. At college, he was admitted exceptionally and became a football star, even meeting President Kennedy.

Then came the Vietnam War. After graduating from college, encouraged by a recruit, Forrest enlisted in the Vietnam War. There, he met his good friends Bubba and Lieutenant Dan. During a battle, his unit was ambushed. At the order to retreat, Forrest remembered Jenny's advice ("If you get into trouble, don't be reckless, just run, run far away") and took off running. He ran until he reached a river, where he suddenly remembered that his friend Bubba hadn't escaped. He bravely ran back to rescue Bubba, saving many of his comrades in the process. Forrest finally rescued Bubba, but Bubba was shot and seriously wounded, eventually dying. After the war, Forrest, wounded for saving his comrades, was received by President Johnson as a hero.

After returning home, Forrest Gump met Jenny again at an anti-war rally, but Jenny had fallen into depravity and was living a dissolute life. Forrest had always loved Jenny, but she didn't love him. Their meeting was brief, and their separation was equally fleeting. Later, he became obsessed with ping-pong and honed his skills to a high level. He later served as an envoy in ping-pong diplomacy, participating in ping-pong competitions in China and contributing to the establishment of diplomatic relations between the two countries. Because he kept his promise to Bubba, Forrest became a shrimp boat captain and amassed a fortune, becoming a millionaire. Later, due to his mother's illness, he left the shrimp boat and became a gardener. Forrest often missed Jenny, but by then, Jenny had already gone astray and was in despair. Finally, one day, Jenny returned. She and Forrest lived together for a while, and one night, Jenny embraced Forrest, then quietly left at dawn. Later, Forrest began his long-distance running journey, which lasted for more than three years. After three years of running, Forrest felt overly exhausted and returned to his hometown, where he mowed lawns for others for free.

Three years after the ending, Forrest Gump received a letter from Jenny and went to her address. Living with her was a little boy with the same name as Forrest, whom Jenny told him was her son. Jenny had contracted an incurable disease (actually AIDS, but since the era depicted was the 1970s and 80s, no one knew about AIDS then), but Forrest still married Jenny and returned to his hometown with their son, enjoying a happy time together. Jenny passed away, and their son reached school age. One day, Forrest saw his son off on the school bus, and the feather fell from the book he had given his son. A gust of wind blew, and it began to flutter again.

The next evening at eight o'clock, David Carnegie arrived at the Hilton and bumped into Lisa Kudrow at the entrance. "Hi! Lisa, you look so beautiful tonight."

"David, you look handsome too."

"Lisa, you're sure to be the center of attention tonight." David Carnegie spoke sincerely; Lisa Kudrow was wearing a sundress with a large V-neck, revealing her snow-white, proud breasts.

Lisa Kudrow exclaimed happily, "Director David, I never knew you were so humorous!"

Just then, Carlos DeCook's voice rang out, "What are you two chatting about so happily? Can I hear you?"

"President Carlos!"

Carlos DeCook had officially assumed the presidency last week; David Carnegie was the chairman, but rarely involved in actual affairs. "Carlos, I had no idea you were coming too?"

"The TV series is finished filming, of course I had to come to celebrate."

"I'll look for you later, I have something to discuss with you." David Carnegie said,

"Okay!"

"Should we go inside and talk further?" Lisa Kudrow, seeing they'd had enough, reminded him,

"Let's go! Otherwise, people passing by will think we're monkeys."

"You're the monkey, Carlos."

The reception didn't involve much small talk; Carlos DeCook went on stage, said a few words, and then the reception began. Unlike other leaders who spout endless platitudes, no one rambled on about useless things at meetings, David Carnegie found a corner to sit down, and was almost finished with his third glass of wine. Carlos DeCook then appeared.

Having recently grown accustomed to the directness of Western speech, David Carnegie also spoke bluntly: "Carlos, I'm starting a film company."

"Let's not talk about rest time," Carlos DeCook said, a moment's reaction. "You're starting a film company?"

"Yes!"

"What about the television station?"

"You'll manage both the television station and the film company. If you don't have time, we'll find another CEO." David Carnegie said casually.

"David, you're not planning to become a leisurely person, are you?" Carlos DeCook asked in surprise.

"I'll only be responsible for filming movies and television series; I basically won't handle anything else."

"I'm already overwhelmed with work at the TV station, looks like I need to find someone to be the CEO of the film company."

"I'll leave these things to you, I won't interfere. Make sure the film company is ready before the TV series airs."

"Damn it, David, this is dictatorship!"

"Alright, Carlos, I'm going to find some beautiful women to drink with, I won't keep you company." David Carnegie finished speaking and left with his glass.

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