Chapter 11: We Are the Best in the Industry
Chapter 11: We Are the Best in the Industry
Hawk handed another document to Eric. “Last year, excluding works from Hollywood film studios, only 14 independent films were sold during the Sundance Film Festival, despite a staggering 1,488 entries.”
He went straight to the point: “Without necessary measures, what are the chances of selling such a niche film?”
Eric felt an urge to agree immediately. However, glancing at the Rolex gold watch his girlfriend had bought him, his heated mind quickly cooled. “I’ll need to discuss this with someone,” he said.
Hawk didn’t rush him. “Feel free. Call me anytime after you’ve talked it over.”
Eric signaled the waiter to charge the coffee to his room.
His voice caught the attention of a group seated some distance away.
Among them, a handsome man wearing gold-rimmed glasses turned his head. Upon seeing Eric, his face lit up as if he’d just taken a stimulant. He strode over enthusiastically. “Eric, my friend, what a coincidence!”
Hawk glanced at the man with gold-rimmed glasses, then at Eric.