From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

“I really am a good person.”

Jeff raised his hands, his face full of innocence, but his image and appearance were not convincing at all. The more he emphasized it, the more he seemed like a mastermind behind the scenes, the contrast in the picture hitting you in the face.

Anson deliberately adjusted his expression, his face full of seriousness. “I believe it one hundred percent.” His words said he believed it, but his expression showed something else entirely.

Back and forth, the atmosphere suddenly became cheerful.

Jeff looked left and right, "What brings you to Warner Bros. today? Is it an audition? God, which short-sighted producer would ask you to audition? You should have given me a call in advance."

Anson chuckled, "To be honest, I seriously considered it. But the point is, we haven't talked, and suddenly calling to ask for help... I haven't cultivated the composure and calmness for that yet."

"Ha." Jeff laughed, "This is Hollywood. Feel free to make requests and propose deals, because if I should refuse, I will refuse without hesitation."

"But who knows? Maybe I'll agree?"

"There are many skills for surviving in Hollywood, and having a thick skin is definitely one of them."

Anson also laughed, "I haven't thanked you for the recommendation yet, for winning me a very important role."

Jeff spread his hands, "I'm playing a big game of chess. Now you owe us a favor. How about it? We should have made a big profit."

A smile fell into Anson's eyes, "Oh, coincidentally, I'm here today to return the favor."

Jeff was stunned, "Wait, you're not really here for an audition, are you? God, if that's the case, then it's our discourtesy."

Anson waved his hand, "No, no, no, I'm here today as a producer. I have a meeting scheduled with Mr. Chris Bender."

After speaking, Anson raised the briefcase in his hand and patted it lightly, "I think this is the best opportunity to return the favor."

Actually, it should be Anson asking for a favor from Warner Bros. for the second time; but now Anson changed his position, showing a high profile, as if countless competitors were vying for the project, and Anson was only choosing Warner Bros. first to return the favor.

The position was immediately different.

"Of course it's original." Anson said confidently, "Mr. Robinov, I'm not as rich as you think, buying a bunch of novel adaptation rights at will."

"Haha." Jeff laughed heartily, "Says someone who just became a resident of Malibu."

Anson's eyes were full of surprise, "I thought I was very low-key."

Jeff, "Indeed, you are very low-key; but your real estate agent is not."

So that's how it is.

Anson slightly raised his chin, "Sure enough, I still have a lot to learn."

"It doesn't matter, you are still young, and there is still a lot, a lot of time ahead. As for now, why don't we sit down and take a look at your script?"

Jeff made an inviting gesture.

Anson was slightly surprised, "What about Mr. Bender?"

Jeff chuckled, "Just consider it me intercepting Chris in advance." He turned to look at the front desk, "Tell Chris, Anson is in my office."

Withdrawing his gaze, Jeff extended the invitation again, and this time Anson did not refuse.

Lena noticed that Anson looked at her again, gently nodding her head politely to express his gratitude, the shallow arc of his upturned mouth made her heart skip a beat.

The longer you stay in Hollywood, the clearer you become that the shell is just a shell after all. Everyone has different aesthetics. There are countless good-looking shells, and there is really no need to be too fascinated; but what is being said here is not the soul, although an interesting soul is one in a million, but there are very few who truly possess a soul in Hollywood. What is being said here is — —

Temperament.

The temperament that emanates from the inside out is the key to standing out.

Anson is like this, the temperament revealed in his gestures firmly grabs attention, and he can make people palpitate without any special actions.

A disordered heartbeat will not lie.

Lena just kept watching Jeff and Anson's receding figures, her eyes revealing reluctance, her whole mind seemed to leave with Anson.

Until — —

Bang.

A figure crashed over with the posture of a 100-meter sprint, braked urgently and stopped at the front desk, panting and looking around.

"Anson… Where's Anson?"

… …

"So, what kind of project is it that has attracted your attention?"

Getting straight to the point, Jeff directly cut to the chase.

"After all, Gus Van Sant got the head start, and now everyone is fighting tooth and nail for the next opportunity. If I remember correctly, we also have a project waiting for your reply, but now it seems the hope is slim, right?"

So, the trap is waiting here.

Anson needs Jeff's help, and likewise, Jeff also needs Anson.

A smile climbed onto Anson's lips, "I didn't know I was so popular. I thought everyone still needed to wait and see, not rush to join the fun."

Jeff shook his head slightly, "No, no, no, Hollywood likes to join the fun. No one wants Sony Columbia to monopolize the only Anson."

This is also one of the important differences between now and ten years later.

Ten years later, an actor playing a superhero often means image binding. Although exposure continues to rise, the number of work invitations is decreasing, or the number is increasing, but the type is rapidly decreasing.

But now, there are only two people who have truly opened up the situation with superhero roles, one is "Wolverine" Hugh Jackman, and the other is Anson, so rarity is precious, and their work invitations are fully booming.

What Jeff said is true.

"So, you're not interested in our proposal?"

Anson understood that he had walked into the tiger's mouth, he had taken the initiative to come to the door, so he needed to give a positive response, "I'm not interested in the role of Paris, but obviously, you are not prepared to consider other roles."

"Such as?" Jeff raised his eyebrows slightly.

Anson, "Hector."

Jeff, "You know that's not suitable."

Anson showed a brilliant smile, "I know, the age is indeed not suitable; but I believe that there are many actors suitable for the role of Paris, I am not irreplaceable, unless you have other plans."

A word, meaningful.

These two people are playing charades, swords drawn.

What they are discussing is Warner Bros.'s epic blockbuster "Troy" that is in preparation.

This work invites German director Wolfgang Petersen to direct, adapts Homer's epic, and prepares to reproduce the story of the Trojan horse slaughtering the city, with a budget of up to 200 million US dollars.

Without a doubt, this is a key project. Wolfgang became famous worldwide as early as 1981 with "Das Boot", and won six Oscar nominations that year. Later, he created excellent commercial films such as "Air Force One" and "The Perfect Storm". He has a place in Hollywood, and his takeover of "Troy" this time is also highly anticipated.

And Warner Bros. has set its sights on Anson.