From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

After the high-level meeting ended, David and the "Friends" production team began to discuss the production direction of the upcoming seventh and eighth seasons.

Temporarily setting aside the plot development, they reached a consensus that inviting big-name actors as guest stars was a good idea. It would generate buzz, provide interesting angles, and spark creativity, while also opening up new avenues for scriptwriting.

For example, Brad Pitt.

Jennifer Aniston and Brad Pitt were deeply in love and planned to hold their wedding ceremony in July, after the current season finished airing.

Without a doubt, they were the most watched celebrity couple in Hollywood at the moment, and if Brad was willing to make a guest appearance, it would easily ignite buzz and attention.

Anson.

Using a fresh face to inject vitality into the series, and testing the waters to gauge market reaction for the production direction of the seventh and eighth seasons.

Once the idea popped up, it couldn't be stopped. He couldn't wait to share it with his friends and unleash a brainstorming session.

David's boldness and directness, on the contrary, made Darren slightly stunned.

As a producer, Darren clearly knew the importance of guest stars.

For "Sex and the City," it was either handsome men and beautiful women as eye candy or guest appearances by big-name actors. Everything needed to be closely related to the plot and characters, but "Friends" was different. Everything had to be closely related to the ratings.

Therefore, the guest stars on "Friends" were often A-list actors from Hollywood movies, and the promotion would begin with the official news of the guest appearance.

Of course, there were exceptions.

Like Maggie Wheeler.

This golden supporting actress, who had appeared in classic dramas such as "ER," "The X-Files," "Seinfeld," and "How I Met Your Mother," could never be considered an A-lister, or even a B-lister. However, her portrayal of Janice Litman in "Friends" was a special case, widely popular with the audience.

However, such situations were rare.

In other words, if Anson served as a guest star, the pressure on ratings and word-of-mouth might fall entirely on Anson's shoulders.

Darren had a bad feeling. He always felt that David was using Anson as a guinea pig. With the sensitivity of a fellow producer, he immediately grasped the crux of the problem.

His brain was working at high speed.

But Darren also admitted that it was occasionally necessary to take risks.

Darren hesitated a little, "Are you sure?"

Unlike Darren, after truly speaking out the inspiration in his mind, David became more and more determined and more and more excited. He believed it was a good idea.

"Darren, how should I describe it?"

"Golden Boy. Yes, Golden Boy."

"Anson... he has both explosive power and delicacy. I'm not just talking about appearance, but also acting."

"He's really, very interesting. Really."

David's operation was as fierce as a tiger, but Darren was stunned, and his words became hesitant, "Very or not very, I'm not sure, but interesting, I agree with that part."

But... there was no reason to refuse a gift that was offered.

Moreover, even if this adventure failed, David should bear the consequences. As for Anson, Darren would naturally help cover him.

Thinking of this, Darren calmed down, "Are you going to pair him with Jennifer? Have you asked Jennifer's opinion?"

David laughed heartily, "Concern leads to confusion. What, are you starting to worry?"

At this time, Darren had regained his sanity, "Heh heh, what do I have to worry about? I believe Anson will definitely be treated favorably, right, dear David Crane?"

A pause, then a change of subject, "Look, that kid is just honest. He doesn't even have an agent yet. Why don't we talk about the remuneration."

"This season, your budget for inviting guest stars is almost unused, right?"

Snap.

Anson closed the office door and turned around to see Frank, who was standing in front of the desk, dumbfounded and looking bewildered.

Frank widened his eyes, looked at Anson, and then at the office, his gaze shifting back and forth between Anson and the office.

For a moment, his brain couldn't process it.

Finally, his gaze couldn't help but fall on the man again.

Generally speaking, when talking face to face, you would look at the other person's face to show politeness, but it was usually a whole, not eye to eye.

But Frank wasn't sure what was going on. He raised his eyes, looked at the other person, and accidentally fell into those clear blue eyes again.

Then, the still-fresh memory from the restroom came rushing in.

His brain was a mess.

His first reaction was: this man in front of him randomly broke into David's office, it's over, he might be fired on the spot, David's anger is definitely not something anyone can bear. He just went to the restroom for a while, when did this man break in?

Wait, anger...?

Why was it so quiet inside the office? David didn't get angry?

Rarely, Frank's gossipy spirit quickly completed the association, and an absurd idea popped up. So, this man in front of him was the parachute who came to audition?

"...Anson Wood?" Frank's head was a mess, and a name blurted out like that.

As soon as he made the sound, Frank silently prayed: no no no, he better deny it.

However—

"Yes, I am Anson."

Frank's heart plummeted, but trembled slightly for a moment because of the deep voice.

"Sorry, when I was waiting here just now, Mr. Crane called me in, so I went straight in. I hope it won't affect your work."

Anson put his finger on his lip, made a "shush" gesture, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Crane is on an important call inside."

Frank instantly stopped breathing, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was excitement or nervousness. He stared at Anson showing a smile and waving goodbye. He only felt a roar in his brain, and messy thoughts burst out like firecrackers.

Blinking his eyes, he finally regained his senses. At this time, he finally remembered the gossip in the restroom. How much did Anson hear?

Being caught on the spot for talking bad about someone behind their back, that's what it feels like.

Terrible, terrible.

Wait, what is this guy's background?

Subconsciously, Frank came to the window, opened the blinds, and looked sneakily at the parking lot, craning his neck to look for Anson's figure. He couldn't help but start biting his nails, shaking his legs frantically, and the pounding heart made the whole person uncontrollably fall into a state of anxiety.

After waiting for a while, those long legs appeared in the sunlight, and the slender figure cast a long shadow on the ground, tall and straight.

Anson seemed a little hesitant, as if he had forgotten where he had parked his car. Looking at the pile of Fords, Volkswagens, and Chevrolets in the parking lot, he was a little unsure which direction his gaze should explore.

Then, Anson took out the car key and pressed the alarm to unlock it.

Beep beep.

The sound echoed in the parking lot.

Frank's heart suddenly contracted, as if possessed, he looked over following the sound, and his brain directly crashed. All his thoughts disappeared, leaving only a roar.

Anson, too.

Looking at the two silver-gray streamlined Aston Martins in front of him—

May I ask, who would drive an Aston Martin to audition for a cameo role?

Okay, just drive it for now.

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