Movie Master

Both Creative Artists Agency and Chaos Films are located in Century City, but they are only three streets apart. It only takes fifteen minutes to walk there, and even faster to drive.

Ben sat in the driver's seat, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He has been rolling in Hollywood for twelve years, even longer than Lance entered the industry as a producer. Shark" or "Titanic", even if "City of God" has reached the height of "Life is Beautiful" or "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon", as a new director, I don't think Lance can boss himself around. Without any interview, he was expelled directly.

What's more, Lance hasn't reached that height yet.

In a blink of an eye, the car stopped on Green Ridge Avenue, Ben parked the car casually on the side of the road, and then rushed into the building angrily, followed by Mark - thinking of Lance's love for innovation. The contempt of the artist's management company, even if he would not confront Lance head-on, he must make Lance realize: Who is he dealing with!

With a "bang", Ben strutted into the office of Chaos Films, looked left and right, "Where is Lancelot-Strello?" space, so Ben's action made everyone in the office look up in an instant, but the sudden situation made everyone stunned, and there was no sound at all for a while, "Lancelot-Damn-Ster Where the hell is Lei Luo? You coward, shameless bastard, dare to do it but not to be it, are you going to hide in your protective shell like a turtle? Lo!"

The monstrous anger was vented without restraint at this moment, pushing Ben's emotions to the peak. He gasped for breath, and scanned every corner of the office with red eyes. The terrifying momentum made people dare not look straight at.

Mark was only half a step slower. Hearing Ben's curse, he couldn't help closing his eyes—it was too late to stop him. There are many ways to teach Lance a lesson, and Ben chose the lowest, most vulgar one, and that's not how they handle things - not only does it affect Ben's personal image, but Creative Artists Agency as well image of. However, Ben had obviously been carried away by his anger and lost control.

Mark did not expect that Ben's depression and dullness in the past half a year would choose this moment to erupt.

Afterwards, Mark opened his eyes. At this time, it was a done deal and the water was irreversible, so what he needed was not annoyance and regret, but to look up and teach Lance a good lesson, so that Lance could deeply understand that this is Hollywood, and no one You can do whatever you want, not even the CEOs of the six major film companies, not even the four directors of Hollywood in the 1980s. No one can!

Squeaky, the door to an office on the left opened, causing everyone's eyes to shift over, and then Mark and Ben saw Lance in a suit and leather shoes coming out. A dark gray suit with a navy blue dark plaid stand-up collar shirt, and a smoky gray horizontal striped tie look vigorous. The elegant and calm gestures made Mark and Ben look embarrassed—two people were sweating profusely, their clothes Messy, just a face-to-face, has already fallen behind.

The eyebrows that stretched like a mountain were slightly raised, outlining a touch of surprise and surprise, and then the corners of the mouth were outlined, with a trace of politeness and friendliness, "Hehe, fortunately, I am in the company today, this is my It’s an honor.” On the surface, it sounds like they’re politely saying that it’s a good thing for them to meet; but the subtext is saying that if he’s not in the company, Ben broke in like this and made a big fuss regardless, not only It's out of style, and it's like a shrew swearing at the street-it's not sure whether the person involved is there or not, so they just started arguing.

The sarcasm and sarcasm hit Ben hard, making his facial expression suddenly stiff—even in real life, his expression is very limited, and it seems that his facial paralysis on the big screen was not intended. It was natural; even Mark, who was standing by his side, felt his cheeks burning—the image of the Creative Artists Management Company was definitely damaged today.

Lance took a step forward, and finally stopped three steps away from Ben and Mark, "So, what happened today, let the two gentlemen come to visit in person? I think it should not be the newcomer who visited my company. Office address?"

Lance's politeness and politeness made Ben's behavior even more vulgar, which made Ben feel furious. Looking at Lance's hypocritical mask, he just wanted to give Lance a hard punch and ruin that charming smile. The words came to his lips, but before he could say them, he saw Michael Fassbender coming out of the office out of the corner of his eye.

Stern face lines, tall and straight slender body, high-cold temperament...Michael just stepped out, and the aura around him immediately reminded Ben of Dwight—he had read the script and read the script. Dwight's character introduction, he knows what kind of character this is.

Lance has already started auditioning for his successor!

The fact hits Ben hard in the chest, and Lance isn't bluffing, he really means it. "So you really want to tear up the contract and fire me from the crew?" Even at this point, Ben still can't believe the truth, because no matter from which point of view, this thing is too unbelievable, "Are you crazy? "

Lance looked back at Michael. Today Michael came to ask for his opinion. There was a stage play in the West End of London that gave him a role, and he hesitated whether he should participate. Obviously, it was a misunderstanding, but Lance didn't intend to correct his misunderstanding, because in a sense, it wasn't a misunderstanding either.

"If your definition of 'crazy' is like this..." Lance showed a warm smile, like a spring breeze caressing, "then, yes, I am indeed crazy."

Lance's words were soft but sharp, which directly choked Ben, and his brain couldn't react for a while--Lance not only admitted, but also so calmly, as if things were so natural that Mark didn't even know How should I respond.

"You...you are really crazy!" The pause was only for a moment, and Ben quickly reacted, and his anger exploded exponentially, "Do you know what you are doing? You didn't even notify me The brokerage company did not ask for my opinion, let alone discuss with my agent, and just unilaterally tore up the cooperation agreement. Where do you put the industry rules? Where do you put the star status? Where do you put the cooperation etiquette ? Do you know who I am? Do you know who you offended? Do you know that I can easily make you unable to get along here? Do you know what you have done yourself!"

The smile on the corner of Lance's mouth not only did not restrain, but lightly lifted a little, "Mr. Affleck, I should be the one to ask you this sentence: Do you know what you have done?" As soon as Ben opened his mouth and wanted to refute, Lance's smile suddenly disappeared, his face suddenly darkened, those azure blue eyes burst out with powerful hostility, and stabbed at Ben fiercely like a sharp knife. The strong aura instantly froze the air, "I told you, shut your stinking mouth! Don't talk nonsense to reporters! But you just can't control it, right? You're like a clown, always To show off yourself in front of reporters, show off your muscles, show off your smile, show off your woman, show off your stupidity!"

The harsh words made Ben completely stunned, his muscles began to tremble slightly because of his anger to the extreme, but Lance had no intention of stopping, and continued, "When the director and producer let you When you shut up, you better shut up. Really smart people know when to talk and when to shut up. Now even the director and producer tell you to shut up and you don't know how to shut up. You are stupid And I am the director and producer of this work, if you care, I am also the investor of this work, so..." Lance's footsteps suddenly moved forward, one step after another, slowly The ground is looming, which makes Ben involuntarily forced to step back, "I know what I'm doing, I broke the contract, I fired you from the crew, I started casting again. And you, you sure know What the hell are you doing?"

Ben was forced to back up all the time, Lance's horrifying gaze made his back covered in cold sweat, he staggered, and almost fell, he quickly grabbed an object in embarrassment, stabilized his body, raised his head and Seeing Mark's gloomy face. Ben quickly stood up straight, while Mark stood up and blocked Lance's way.

"Mr. Strelo, it is a fact that Ben's behavior is slightly off track." Mark's simple words brought Ben's behavior aside, "However, you didn't notify me or the brokerage company of the situation. Next, unilaterally tearing up the contract is immoral and disrespectful. This is not a positive signal, you must know that the creative artist management company is very experienced in dealing with this, and everything can be discussed slowly.”

What Mark said is true. Hollywood is a small circle. You can't look up and you can't see down. Unless you are such sworn enemies like Michael Eisner and Jeffrey Katzenberg, there will be some leeway. Today's enemy may be tomorrow's partner, this is the correct law of the market.

What's more, the innovative artist agency behind Mark, even if it doesn't block the sky with one hand, is half of the world in Hollywood. No one wants to offend this giant crocodile.

Mark is warning Lance not to be too presumptuous.

These words made the corners of Lance's mouth rise again, and the momentary elegance between the smiles firmly attracted everyone's attention, and then the curvature of the corners of the mouth slowly retracted, with danger signals flashing in the blue eyes, and he spoke softly "So what? You bit me?"