Wrap Party

"Twenty-five thousand five hundred and thirty dollars remaining."

"All right, I hereby announce that tonight, we're having a party at the Hollywood Hotel in Los Angeles. Everyone must attend. Let's all relax and have a good time."

Kevin waved his hand and said with a loud laugh.

"Ooooooh~~~ We love you, Director Kevin!"

"Director Kevin, you're the best!"

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With Kevin's announcement, the set immediately erupted in cheers. Small productions like this generally did not hold such parties.

It was a rare occasion, and everyone present was instantly delighted.

"Everyone, go ahead first. Once I send off the footage, I'll come over."

After saying that, Kevin took the film reels and headed with the producer to the nearby New Line Cinema.

He had already stipulated in the proposal and contract with New Line Cinema that he would have priority editing rights.

So-called priority editing rights meant that he would edit it once first, then hold an internal screening.

If they felt there were problems, it would then be handed over to professional editors.

But if everyone thought his edit was good, then his own version would be used.

As for demanding final editing rights outright, the same old answer applied: he was not qualified.

Other than some of Hollywood's top directors, most directors actually did not have editing rights.

Even Zack Snyder, who had filmed 300 and Dawn of the Dead, had lost editing rights in his collaboration with Warner.

If not for his fans' intense online demands for the Director's Cut Justice League, which made Warner see a profit in it,

Zack Snyder would never have gotten to edit it himself.

From this, one could see that Hollywood film companies were the true giants.

Naturally, Kevin would not be content with merely being a director, but everything had to start with becoming a great director.

Once he had enough capital, he would follow the steps from his memories and gradually find ways to acquire DC, Marvel, and other excellent IPs.

He would build an entertainment empire of his own.

Of course, that was all for later.

After leaving the film negatives at New Line Cinema and arranging to take a day off before returning to participate in the editing work,

Kevin immediately rushed to the party at the Hollywood Hotel.

Barbecue, swimming pools, and alcohol—the timeless trio let Kevin thoroughly ease the pressure that had built up over the past twenty-odd days.

The next day, when he woke up in his hotel room and saw the film's female lead lying beside him, her skin soft and smooth all over, Kevin could not help feeling a headache coming on.

If anyone saw this, his good name would be utterly ruined.

Though he had not been a virgin in either his previous life or this one, he was not someone who fooled around outside. The women he had been intimate with had all been his girlfriends.

"Mmm~~"

A languid sound rang out as Salma Hayek woke up. Thinking of Director Kevin's wildness last night, her body could not help heating up.

After the director had become half-drunk and half-conscious, other crew members had helped her support him back to the hotel room.

While helping him along, passion had flared in the moment. Coupled with her gratitude toward Director Kevin, she had half-resisted and half-given in.

And that was how they had ended up like this.

Of course, it was also because she thought very highly of Kevin's potential.

Given their age difference, there was naturally no future between them. But as a mature woman, she understood young men like him best.

She knew very well just how irresistible her body was to them.

There might be no future, but getting even a little care from Kevin would already be good enough. Besides, her physical needs had also been satisfied by the young director's vigorous body.

At that moment, Salma Hayek's messy hair only made her more alluring. She said nothing, merely looked at Kevin beside her, bare from the waist up, smiled, and licked her lips.

It just so happened that he was off today, and he no longer had the leisure to worry about how things had turned out this way.

He pounced on her directly.

After fooling around for an entire day, the woman and the party had completely released all his stress.

And Salma Hayek had also made him very happy, because she had not asked him for anything. To put it plainly, this was merely a man and a woman mutually relieving each other's physical needs.