From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

"Come in."

Finally granted permission, the office door burst open, and the assistant cautiously poked his head in, looking at Michael with a face full of anxiety.

Before he could even speak, Michael interrupted him.

"Calm down. How many times have I told you, no matter what happens, you need to stay calm? Even if the sky falls, there are taller people to hold it up."

"We are standing at the top of the Hollywood pyramid. Besides ability, we also need to show grace. Do you know how many people are watching us?"

After a barrage of reprimands, Michael vented some of the pent-up anger in his chest. Only then did he slightly lift his chin, signaling the assistant to speak.

The assistant took a deep breath, swallowed, and勉强forced himself to calm down, but he was still anxious.

"Sir, outside, look outside, outside the window."

Michael frowned, regaining some reason in his anger, and joked, "I hope it's not a second Nine Eleven."

The assistant couldn't laugh.

Accurately speaking, he was almost crying.

Michael didn't mind. He stood up and walked to the window. For the past few months, he had always liked to look at the scenery outside, because he could look down and admire the entire New York landscape, watching the common people come and go like ants, while he firmly controlled his own destiny.

However, today, this scenery was destroyed and polluted—

A bustling, dense crowd completely occupied the streets and squares.

Even from the forty-seventh floor, he could still clearly see the dark mass, which meant the actual situation might be beyond imagination.

Five hundred people? Eight hundred people? Or a thousand people?

The scene was like the end of the world, a zombie siege. They, who were supposed to be high above, were about to become the first batch of useless sacrifices.

The visual impact came from bottom to top, rushing towards him.

Michael barely controlled himself, "What's going on?"

However, before the assistant could answer, the dense crowd in front of him had already responded.

Although the crowd was not uniformly dressed, with all kinds of colors and styles, a dark and colorful mass, everyone was raising their arms high, waving the red objects in their hands.

Hats. Scarves. T-shirts. Shirts. Flags. Cloth.

A variety of things, but all were red, the kind of red Anson wore when he stepped onto the Cannes Film Festival's "Elephant" premiere, the red that broke out of the endless black and bloomed proudly, dazzling and flamboyantly.

In an instant, the image of Anson stepping onto the Cannes Film Palace red carpet and stunning the world naturally appeared in Michael's mind, the impact overwhelming.

Originally, standing high above, he should have been admiring a group of渺小的insignificant ants; but now, this group of ants clenched their fists and slammed them hard into Michael's nose.

A surge of heat flowed in his nasal cavity.

The assistant's voice came from his ear, "They are here for Anson."

Fearing that Michael wouldn't understand, the assistant dutifully continued to explain, "They are protesting our plan to replace Anson..."

Michael felt a lump in his throat, and the slightly trembling voice was simply adding fuel to the fire. It seemed to be mocking Sony Columbia's embarrassment and predicament, and it also seemed to be mocking his arrogance and self-importance. He only felt a crackling sound in his eardrums.

Since when did film companies get threatened and blackmailed by the audience?

Since when did film companies have to consider fans' opinions when choosing actors for roles?

Since when did film actors have狂热fanatical fans like the Backstreet Boys, and organized and disciplined fans at that?

In the midst of the crisis, Michael still controlled himself,勉强barely maintaining his usual elegant posture, "We are not replacing him. We are just making backup plans."

This time, Michael could no longer control himself.

"Fuck!"

Things were getting out of control.

Who would have thought that the source of everything was just a paparazzi trying to secretly photograph the new Spider-Man suit?

However, one accident and one twist after another eventually evolved into the scene before him, once again making people deeply feel Anson's powerful influence.

Hollywood insiders had always viewed Anson's rise as a花瓶pretty face with jokes and ridicule, but they didn't expect Anson to evolve into a cultural symbol, a leader of a fashion phenomenon, and now even撬动leveraging the power of Hollywood film companies, quietly reversing the passivity of actors.

This drama is getting more and more interesting.

敏锐Astute agents and producers have already noticed the signs. Perhaps, after this battle, the active and passive situation between actors and film companies may quietly change again, and the road for major brokerage companies to争取fight for the twenty million dollar club for their represented artists may be smoother.

Looking back, at the beginning of this year, Anson and Sony Columbia's negotiations on whether he could join the twenty million dollar club were undoubtedly a major highlight. Major Hollywood film companies watched and restrained each other, just not wanting the twenty million dollar club to become a烂大街commonplace standard.

In the end, Anson took the initiative to compromise, reaching a contract that satisfied both parties in a roundabout way.

But overall, the film companies still won. The twenty million dollar club is still an elite gathering at the top of the Hollywood pyramid.

And now,峰回路转the situation has taken a turn for the better, Anson is actually撬动leveraging the industry rules again. Although this time it has nothing to do with酬劳pay, the film company's decisions surrounding the actors no longer seem to be随意所欲arbitrary.

In the past, film companies would replace actors as they pleased. Warner Bros. replaced three leading actors in three Batman movies without batting an eye, and no audience protested or opposed it. Even actors like Tom Cruise and Will Smith, who were at the height of their careers, did not dare to捋虎须provoke the tiger's whiskers easily.

Until now.

Sony Columbia hasn't even replaced Anson yet, just试镜auditioning for a substitute. In Hollywood's eyes, this is like a substitute player in a soccer game. There's really no need to make a fuss; however, things are not so simple, gradually breaking expectations and deviating from the轨道path.

Obviously, there is a deeper羁绊bond between Anson and Spider-Man; more importantly, the entire context of the incident cannot be measured by simple common sense. Now the game between Anson and Sony Columbia has become unrecognizable.

A small缺口breach has quietly appeared.

利益Interest is the best催化剂catalyst.

Without a sound, agents, producers, and actors no longer continue to silently watch the show. Like sharks, they敏锐keenly captured the bloody smell and quietly took action.

A storm is brewing.

However, Michael does not have time to pay attention to Hollywood industry dynamics for the time being. He must control the situation in time, before things further disintegrate.

Otherwise, without Amy taking action, he himself would not be able to explain to the board of directors.

So, how should Michael respond?